Chapter Eighty-Three: It's Another Spike
In the dense forest, Zhao Xiaoyi's footsteps paused on the ground, he frowned slightly, staring quietly ahead, and on the branch of a big tree in front of him, two people sat leisurely.
A gray-robed young man jumped down from a branch, and then slowly walked to four or five meters in front of Zhao Xiaoyi, "Boy! ”
The gray-robed young man stared at Zhao Xiaoyi playfully, the light color in his eyes was not concealed at all, obviously, Zhao Xiaoyi's strength as a fifth-order martial artist had not yet entered the eyes of his first-order great martial artist.
Zhao Xiaoyi remained silent, his slightly frowning brows slowly relaxed, the two obviously wanted to rob, and with Zhao Xiaoyi's temperament, it might not be too calm to wait a while.
"Hey, I don't know if it's your luck or bad luck when we meet us, so I won't talk nonsense, hand over all the crystal nuclei on your body, don't worry, we don't ask for money, as long as you obediently hand over the crystal nuclei on your body, we won't embarrass you." The gray-robed young man clasped his arms around his chest and stared at Zhao Xiaoyi with a smile.
"Heh! There are really such people who want to get something for nothing, and they actually do robbery here. Zhao Xiaoyi muttered, and didn't say anything against him, his hand wiped the space ring, and the crystal nucleus of a second-level demonic beast immediately flashed in his hand, "I only have this one, come and get it!"
"One?" The gray-robed young man's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the second-level demonic beast crystal nucleus that emitted a faint light in Zhao Xiaoyi's hand, he seemed a little dissatisfied, "Nothing else, if you are not honest, don't blame us for being polite." ”
"Don't worry, with my strength, it's not easy to be able to kill a second-level demonic beast. Zhao Xiaoyi smiled slightly, this innocent smile simply made people feel like a harmless boy.
The gray-robed young man's slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened, as if he felt that Zhao Xiaoyi was right, and then raised his foot and stepped towards him, "One is just one, it's better than nothing, a humble branch member, a fourth-order martial artist actually dares to come here." ”
The gray-robed young man walked lazily to Zhao Xiaoyi, his eyes stared at the crystal nucleus in Zhao Xiaoyi's hand, and then reached out to grab the crystal nucleus.
However, at this moment, Zhao Xiaoyi, who had never moved, suddenly had a tread in his eyes, and when the gray-robed young man's hand was about to grasp the crystal nucleus, a majestic spiritual power suddenly swept out, and it slammed into the gray-robed young man without warning.
The gray-robed young man didn't come back to his senses at all, and his figure suddenly flew upside down, and his eyes also appeared short-lived.
And at the moment when the gray-robed young man flew out, Zhao Xiaoyi, who was standing on the ground, was like a dormant poisonous snake, the crystal nucleus in his hand was instantly retracted, and he immediately stepped on his feet, and his body was upside down in the air.
"Wind Breaking Finger!" The index finger and middle finger of his right hand stretched out, and the rolling yuan force was wrapped around the two fingers, and when Zhao Xiaoyi approached the gray-robed boy, the two fingers carried a faint energy fluctuation, and then suddenly nodded at the gray-robed boy's eyebrows.
The gray-robed young man was shocked by Zhao Xiaoyi's spiritual power without warning, and now he couldn't come back to his senses at all, so he could only let the two fingers that shimmered with fiery red light pierce him.
Bang! The sharp fingerprints pierced the air, and Zuihou dotted on the gray-robed boy's eyebrows without deviation, and with a popping sound, the gray-robed boy's head exploded with a bang, and the brains and red blood splashed Zhao Xiaoyi's body.
One hit! Or a second kill! It's just that this time it's a little opportunistic when the other party is defenseless.
Killing the gray-robed boy was only in an instant, and when the first-order great martial artist on the tree reacted, the gray-robed boy was already lying on the ground, and he seemed to have died without a head.
The white-clothed man on the tree had a look of shock and horror on his face, obviously Zhao Xiaoyi was only a fifth-order martial artist, and he was still one step away from that first-order great martial artist, but he didn't expect to solve a first-order great martial artist so neatly at the moment, of course, he could also see that the gray-robed young man died without any defense.
He jumped down from the tree and stared at Zhao Xiaoyi with a cold gaze, "Boy, the means are good, and there will be surprises, but it's okay, wait a minute, I'll clean you up, and all the crystal nuclei will be mine." ”
The death of the gray-robed young man did not arouse the anger of his companions, but made him have a look of greed that could not be concealed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at this scene, Zhao Xiaoyi sighed lightly, it seems that people's hearts are really not something that can be trusted at will, and the people who are also the main lineage actually don't even care about the life and death of their companions for the sake of interests, and even hit their allies with their ideas.
"Well, what you said is right, if you kill me, then my crystal nucleus and his crystal nucleus will be yours, but are you so confident in yourself!" If two first-order great martial artists joined forces, Zhao Xiaoyi might still be afraid of three points, but now that one is dead, there is only one first-order great martial artist left, and it doesn't pose much of a threat to him.
The fifth-order martial artist and the first-order great martial artist, there is a difference of one order between the two, but everyone knows that because of the gap in rank, the gap in strength between the two is not a star and a half, and the average fifth-order martial artist has absolutely no chance to fight back in the hands of the first-order great martial artist, but the person in front of the man in white is Zhao Xiaoyi, in addition to the strength of the fifth-order martial artist, Zhao Xiaoyi is also a third-order soul master.
"I have to admit that your strength is good, you should be stronger than the average fifth-order martial artist, but do you think that if you can kill him, you can kill me!" The man in white sneered, although Zhao Xiaoyi's technique just now was very neat, but a martial artist is a martial artist, and the gap between him and the great martial artist is not so easy to make up.
"Can you kill it, don't you know if you try it?" Zhao Xiaoyi smiled faintly, and did not mean to be afraid of him.
"Hard-mouthed boy!" The man in white looked at him, his voice fell, his body shook, and the momentum of a first-order great martial artist exploded without reservation, and the powerful momentum made his scattered hair flutter without wind.
The expression on Zhao Xiaoyi's face slowly retracted, he didn't have the same momentum as the man in white, but the yuan power in his body quietly surged.
"Let me see if your hard-mouthed brat has such a hard fist. The man in white poked out his right hand from his sleeve robe, and after the faint blue light on the fist reached the top level, he stepped on his feet violently, and his body swept towards Zhao Xiaoyi like lightning.
Looking at the other party's shot, Zhao Xiaoyi did not slack off, after all, the other party was a first-order great martial artist, he couldn't take it lightly, his eyes flashed, and a huge spiritual force swept towards the man in white.
The powerful spiritual power of the third-level soul master caused the surrounding air to condense for a moment, and then the spiritual power rippled forward in an arc visible to the naked eye.
"Soul Master?" Looking at the spiritual power that swept towards him in an arc, the man in white stared for a moment, and a faint look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Break it for me!" The man in white swung his fist violently, and the fist wrapped in dark blue yuan power slammed into the arc-shaped spiritual power.
There was no sound, but under that punch, Zhao Xiaoyi's spiritual ripples dissipated, and he had obviously been defeated by the man in white.
"Heh, I didn't expect to be a soul master, no wonder you dare to yell at me, but do you think you can make up for the gap between us with these!" The man in white paused slightly, smiled solemnly, and then poked out his fist and waved it at Zhao Xiaoyi again.
The spiritual ripples were defeated, and Zhao Xiaoyi did not change color in the slightest, this situation had long been expected by him, and he didn't use all his strength just now, just to test the other party.
"I think you're just like that, what's the hurry, the show is just starting now!" Zhao Xiaoyi smiled faintly, and then the yuan power in his body gushed out, and the fist haunted by the fiery red light rushed forward.