Chapter Forty-Eight: Fierce Battle Against the Black-Clad Guard
readx;? A wild laugh swirled around for a long time, and the birds of the trees flew wildly, and they fled in all directions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Mu Tian's wild laughter came from his battle intent, an infinite battle intent that continued to burn, and in his eyes, he could see the raging fire burning.
The wind was blowing, his black hair was long and floating, and a few strands of hair were blowing on his fair face, looking like Ling Ran.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on him, not knowing what he would do next, because he had brought too many surprises.
At this time, the other black-clothed guard was furious to the edge, and the reputation of the black-clothed guard needed to be maintained, which was his duty. If the Blackguard loses his reputation, then his dignity will be lost.
And when he saw Mu Tian's wild and arrogant momentum, he finally couldn't help it, and at this time he was already holding a spiritual sword in his hand, and the sword emitted a white light under his rage, trembling for a while, as if it was about to come out.
After a long time, the sword of the black-clothed guard was unsheathed, grabbed it in his hand, and then waved the sword Ling Feng to hold it, the sword was dashing, and the wind did not stop, he strode and ran meteorically, people were like sharp shadows, and a water chestnut momentum was mixed.
Mu Tian glanced at him, and at a glance he knew that he was the strength of the peak stage of the Earth Yuan, and sneered contemptuously, he was not afraid of his moves at all, his fist was in his hand, and he sent out bursts of heat, rolling in this space, burning everything. There is only war, war, and war in my heart!
The tip of the black-clad guard's sword sliced through the wind, passing like a point of light. This is a swordsmanship that he can only show when he has reached the realm of Xiaocheng!
The two had never touched, but the momentum was already intertwined, and the destructive force shook the surrounding trees, and the leaves fell off messily, shattering into pieces of residual leaves under the strong breath shock.
The sword light was cold, Mu Tian's eyes flowed out a little fierce light, and when he collided with the sword of the black-clothed guard, he moved, and his body rushed over like a meteor, leaving only an afterimage on the ground.
His fist slammed straight away, as if it were about to collide with a sword.
"Bang!"
A low sound sounded, and the sword and fist brushed together, and suddenly the spark rose, extending to a length of seven inches, and fell to the ground.
The time was short, and it only stayed for a moment, and the black-clothed guard drew his sword and turned back to attack Mu Tian.
Mu Tian leaned over slightly, and the shadow of the sword slashed across his back, his speed passing by in the blink of an eye. He felt only a slight chill, and the breeze stirred him up.
After the black-clothed guard swept past Mu Tian, he immediately turned around, and with a sword flash, the cold light flew out like a white light.
Mu Tian spun around, avoiding the sword ray, and his body retreated slightly......
The black-clothed deacon was very satisfied that his subordinates had no power to fight back, and a slight smile appeared on his face. However, this smile only stopped for a moment, and he saw Mu Tian pounce on the black-clothed guard like a wolf, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but doubt it again.
At this time, Mu Tian had already figured out the swordsmanship of the black-clothed guard, not to mention that his sword was messy in a violent situation, and it was impossible for him to be afraid of him, with a kick on his toes, his steps flashed like flying, and his fists became hot under his control.
Looking at the black-clothed guard, Mu Tian smiled again and again, this is a smile that he can only show when he is confident. The fist was like a thousand pounds, and he decided to use this move to break the opponent's light swordsmanship.
Seeing that Mu Tian was getting closer and closer, the black-clothed guard was not afraid, and used his combat skill five products "Drifting Spirit Sword Technique", and the sword was like flowing water, flying elegantly, crossing the air, and approaching Mu Tian.
Mu Tian's eyes looked at his sword, and suddenly became slow, as if he saw his sword trail running, and then easily avoided his gentle sword technique, and his fist almost hit him.
But this is enough for the black-clothed guard to tremble, he can't believe that Mu Tian can avoid his "Drifting Spirit Sword Technique", if it is reasonable once, but why can he avoid all the moves, his sad face is full of puzzlement.
Under Mu Tian's attack, he couldn't play the "Floating Spirit Sword Technique" at all, and he gradually forced back, and the sword technique was also chaotic because of his uncertain mind.
"Is this a demon? Or am I looking at it wrong?"
"Yes, it's really beyond my understanding of martial arts, can this gravity hit gently?"
"I think there must be a secret in him that no one knows, otherwise it would be completely illogical for him to play like this. ”
Those who watched the battle couldn't help but rub their eyes when they saw this scene, but they still saw the same scene. Slowly, they admired Mu Tian, and some people began to speculate that Mu Tian had some kind of treasure hidden on his body, so he was invincible.
Just under their suspicion, Mu Tian laughed wildly: "Haha! Do you only have this kind of three-legged cat kung fu?"
"Ahh......hh
"Oops!" Deacon Blackcoat's worst fears had happened, he had expected it to be like this, but it had happened, and he couldn't accept it. In a hurry, he could no longer be calm, his body moved involuntarily, and a martial realm in the middle of the Yuan Dan Realm erupted.
The terrifying aura turned into a violent wind, rapidly extended, and spread around like a devastating momentum, and the people around were affected by the sudden breath, and they didn't have time to avoid it, and they were instantly overturned by the breath, and they lay on the ground crookedly.
Mu Tian and the black-clothed guard were fighting, and they were just breathed by this sudden attack, and they were both blown by the strong wind and couldn't control their bodies.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the black-clothed deacon's fist hit Mu Tian's chest, and he immediately flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
"Poof!!"
The internal organs were disordered, Mu Tian only felt a sharp pain in his chest, a surge of blood, a sweet throat, and blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Pound!"
At a distance of more than 20 meters, Mu Tian was lying on the ground, his hands trembling on the ground. The pain spread throughout his body, and he slowly lifted himself up, and the movement was very slow, and it seemed to be very difficult.
Slowly, he raised his head, his black hair and shawl, and his hideous face, showing an unyielding expression, staring fiercely at the black-clothed deacon, remembering the punch he had just made.
The black-clothed deacon began to appreciate Mu Tian a little, and he could still stand up to his fierce fist skills, which was really not something that ordinary people could withstand. And he is several times higher than his martial arts ratio, why should he support it.
Seeing that Mu Tian's will was very firm, the face of the black-clothed deacon was full of smiles. But in the eyes of everyone, it is puzzled!
"Who hit my mirror and forced me to show up?"
The Nine Heavens Xuanjing trembled, this time it didn't emit light, and it breathed under the wrapping of clothes, and then sent out a thought, which instantly connected with Mu Tian's brain, and asked.
Hearing this voice, Mu Tian's heart was overjoyed, and he was encountering a problem that could not be solved, and the Nine Heavens Xuanjun appeared.
"Alas, you're so badly wounded. Nine Heavens Xuanjun asked suspiciously.
Mu Tian glanced at the black-clothed deacon and said in a low voice, "I was injured by an opponent who doesn't know how many times higher than me. ”
Nine Heavens Xuanjun understood Mu Tian's words, so he glanced at the black-clothed deacon and said, "He is only in the early stage of the Heavenly Pill Realm. ”
"Wow! No wonder I can't see his martial arts realm, he is so much higher than me. Mu Tian sighed, and then he showed his worries again, and asked, "What should I do then? With such a high martial realm, I can't win." ”
"Well, you really have to beat him, or you won't be able to escape today's punishment. Nine Heavens Xuanjun said casually.
Seeing Mu Tian's strange expression at this time, the black-clothed deacon was a little puzzled for a moment, and said in his heart: "This person still looked angry just now, why does it seem that he is chatting with someone else now." ”
At this time, the Nine Heavens Xuanjun spoke, as if he had made a difficult decision, and said, "I'll merge with you, and I can temporarily improve the martial realm." ”
Mu Tian listened to his words, gritted his teeth, and after a moment, said, "Okay, as long as you can defeat the black-clothed deacon, it doesn't matter. ”
"Yes, but your body can't bear it, maybe your martial arts realm will regress a little in the past few days, and I will also be seriously injured and enter a long sleep. Nine Heavens Xuanjun reminded.
Mu Tian didn't think about it, he looked at the black-clothed deacon, but said to the Nine Heavens Xuanjun: "Come on, give me strength!"
As soon as his words fell, his body immediately had a huge reaction, and a ball of light rose into the sky, illuminating the surroundings in an instant.
Those who thought that the battle would end immediately felt that the scene had changed again, and their eyes looked at the anomaly that had happened on Mu Tian's body, but they stayed there, like statues.
This momentum was exactly the same as that of the black-clothed deacon, but they soon discovered that Mu Tian's momentum was still soaring.
"What is the origin of this Mu Tian? Could it be that everything before was deliberately hidden by him? Looking at this kind of strength, it can be compared to Chen Feng, who is the number one in the inner door. ”
"Yes, we have all deceived him, this kind of strength against the sky, who dares to compare with him in the people present?"
"It's a good thing I didn't fight him, otherwise I wouldn't know how I would have died, hehe. ”
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These people can't see what level Mu Tian and Wu Realm have gone to now, they just feel the horror of Mu Tian, from admiration to admiration.
The black-clothed deacon looked at this scene in horror, how could this Mu Tian suddenly soar to the peak of the Yuan Dan Realm, and muttered again and again: "This, this, what the hell is going on?"
And flying away to the young master, their faces were like ashes at this time, and when they saw this scene, they had no confidence in the black-clothed deacon at all. They were thinking about whether Mu Tian would come over and kill themselves after he won. They suddenly felt a little cold in their necks, and they couldn't help but swallow a little foam.
Mu Tian glanced at everyone's expressions, and laughed wildly again: "Hehe! Come on, let me try how hard your fists are!"
After saying that, his body flashed like a black shadow, and through the space, his fist appeared in front of the black-clothed deacon.
"Bang!"
The black-clothed deacon shook his fist helplessly, but his strength was not as great as Mu Tian's, and he was about to retreat again and again, his mood was bitter, when was he, only he beat others embarrassed, but now it is like this, is this retribution? And a wry smile appeared on his face!
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
Mu Tian's fists were raging on him, beating him to the point where he was powerless to fight back.
At this time, the image of the black-clothed deacon did not have the brilliance it used to be, some were just tattered, and there were stains of blood, and the black hair was no longer shiny, but draped over his face.
Mu Tian smiled and said: "You will also have today, let me teach you dogs who bully the weak and fear the hard!"
After speaking, his fist became even sharper, and the force increased, and he collided hard with the black-clothed deacon.
For a while, there were more than 100 fists with heavy shadows.
"Poof!"
In the end, the black-clothed deacon's strength could not be compared with the current Mu Tian, his strength became weaker and weaker, and in the chaos, he was hit by Mu Tian's punch, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, which fell into the air, and the bewitching breath was all over the surroundings in an instant, and he gradually flew out upside down like an aftershadow.
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