In the sky above Xianfan City, hundreds of people stood in the air with their feet on spiritual weapons, and hundreds of them stood in front of the Feizhou platform with a vigilant expression, while the rest of the people vaguely surrounded a large net in the air, cutting off Zhao Zhongneng's retreat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No one in Xianfan City dared to step out of the streets, but residents from near and far were lying on their windows and looking here. Inside the Feizhou platform, many people also stopped, looking up at the sky not far away, not knowing why this situation occurred.

"This meeting is okay. ”

Zhao Zhong looked around and smiled at the black-faced man opposite, with a very satisfied expression, and there was no fear on his face.

"Oh, don't worry about those who are dying. The black-faced man shook his head very boredly, "Don't say that I bullied you, the weapon in my hand is just my teaching aid, it should be similar to your weapon." ”

The black-faced man flew to the opposite side of Zhao Zhong, standing on top of the black gun with his hands behind his back, and before he could make a move, that kind of natural bearing was not comparable to the people around him.

At this time, the sun had set most of it, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be burned by fire, and a layer of red glow was reflected on Xianfan City. This was originally the most beautiful time in Xianfan City, but everyone present at this time felt that it was more like a faint layer of blood, and even the snowflakes falling from time to time in the sky made people feel a little sad.

The black spear under the feet of the black-faced man suddenly flew out from under his feet, but it did not smash directly towards Zhao Zhong, but flew to the back of the black-faced man, slightly tilted, and the black-faced man leaned on the black gun with his back on it, leaning on it easily, looking at Zhao Zhong indifferently.

"It's up to you to see how long you can last. ”

After saying that, as soon as the body of the black gun flicked, the black-faced man rushed directly towards Zhao Zhong, and the speed of the black gun was even faster, and a flip up arrived in front of Zhao Zhong before the black-faced man, stabbing towards Zhao Zhong with a sharp wind.

As soon as Zhao Zhong controlled the Red Blade Sword under his feet, Zhao Zhong flew backwards for a while, and the Red Blade Sword met the flying black spear, and Zhao Zhong did not risk letting the Red Blade Sword attack the black-faced man.

Keng ......

The two spiritual weapons touched each other accurately, and the two spiritual weapons collided together and flew back to the other owner's side, and the blow seemed to be comparable.

The Red Blade Sword quickly returned to Zhao Zhong's feet and took Zhao Zhong down. The black gun also returned to the black-faced man's side, but it turned around the black-faced man's waist, and quickly flew towards Zhao Zhong, and the black-faced man flew a long distance towards Zhao Zhong.

Zhao Zhong was startled, hurriedly controlled the Chifeng Sword to jump back, and flew upside down for a distance, and the Chifeng Sword hurriedly met it again, blocked the black spear, and hurriedly returned to Zhao Zhong's feet.

"It's too slow!"

As soon as Zhao Zhong stood on the flying sword to stabilize his posture, the black-faced man's words came over, and at this time, the black-faced man was not far from Zhao Zhong, and the black gun flew back behind the black-faced man, and the gun pushed him towards Zhao Zhong quickly, and soon arrived in front of Zhao Zhong's eyes, and then held the black gun and smashed it down towards Chao Fei.

Zhao Zhong's Chifeng Sword quickly blocked the front and took this powerful shot. As soon as he wanted to control the Red Blade Sword and go back to catch him, he saw the black-faced man's spear spinning rapidly around his waist, and the black-faced man quickly turned to Zhao Zhong's side, and then the spear head exploded towards him as soon as he turned around.

The speed was so fast that Zhao Zhong didn't even dare to let the Chifeng Sword catch him, but hurriedly blocked the flying black spear. But the black spear flashed back by itself, and returned to the waist of the black-faced man, and the fast-spinning spear took the black-faced man to the other direction of Zhao Zhong, and the black spear burst out again.

Everything happened very fast, the spear swirled around the black-faced man's body, and the black-faced man circled around Zhao Zhong very leisurely, and before half of the circle, the spear stabbed at Zhao Zhongfei four times.

Zhao Zhong was able to control the Red Blade Sword to block the spear every time, but he never had time to let the flying sword return to his feet. Losing the support of the Red Blade Sword, Zhao Zhong fell towards the ground at great speed, and the black-faced man kept surrounding Zhao Zhong and hit lower and lower, one was falling rapidly, and the other was spiraling down.

Falling from nearly 200 meters in the air to the ground, if you really let it go, it will really be shattered. After blocking a blow of the black spear from above, Zhao Zhongji hurriedly let the flying sword fly back under him, wanting to take him next.

But the downward trend did not slow down much, and the spear sped down towards itself. Zhao Zhongyi gritted his teeth and controlled the sword body under him to increase his strength, allowing the speed of his fall to drop a lot sharply, but he was also spit blood from his mouth by the huge force, and several ribs were directly broken. And the Red Edge Sword rushed forward again, barely blocking the spear.

Rumble......

Zhao Zhong smashed directly into the street below Xianfan City, and the two walls were directly smashed down by Zhao Zhong, and then buried inside, and the bluestone slabs on the ground were all smashed in, and there was obviously a pit.

The Red Blade Sword also seemed to have lost its master's order, and after colliding with the spear, it was smashed out and flew out, plunging deep into the ground in the distance, revealing only one hilt.

Black spears appeared above the ruins and lay five meters above the ground. The black-faced man sat on it with a spear in his hand, his eyes staring at the ruins below, still looking indifferent.

At this moment, the collapsed brick wall moved, and a clay figure barely stood up from inside. However, it is a bit inaccurate to say that it is a clay figure, it should be said that it is a broken clay figure. Most of the dirt on the clay man's body has been shattered, revealing Zhao Zhong's body inside.

The dirt that had not yet fallen off was also full of cracks, and a trace of red blood seeped out of the cracks, and the place where the body was exposed was scarlet, not to mention the clothes, even the skin was torn, and the blood kept bubbling out.

"I was somewhat surprised that I didn't fall to my death, and I have to say that I still envy you monks. ”

The black-faced man sat on the spear, looking down at Zhao Zhong, who had turned into a bloody man, his eyelids jumped, and there was a somewhat surprised expression on his face.

"I don't know which master you learned a little bit of, but it's just a scratch and it's not enough to see. Then comes your death, and I'm not going to give you a second chance. ”

The black-faced man sat on the spear and pointed at Zhao Zhong with his finger, as if Zhao Zhong's life and death had been decided in his expression.

"The master from last time didn't seem to use all his strength at all, but I was unexpectedly defeated by some second-stage flash. And the means of this dead black face ......"

Zhao Zhong's eyes had long been stained red with blood, Zhao Zhong wiped the blood that flowed into his eyes, and stared at the black-faced man above him wordlessly, but his heart was running rapidly, quickly recalling the experience of being beaten just now, and trying to understand and absorb the things inside.