Chapter Eighty-Three: Crisis!
"Stirrup"
With a sword in hand, Butian suddenly felt bad. The fifth sword, which had been condensed to the extreme, seemed to be pierced on an extremely hard diamond, and the resistance was extremely strong, and a strong metallic roar erupted.
In his heart, he didn't have time to think about it, Bu Tian's backhand stabbed out again, and the sixth sword offensive unfolded.
Without warning, a black shadow appeared from behind Butian, and his blood-red eyes were hideous and terrifying. However, just as the black shadow appeared, two fierce and fierce attacks, one in front and one behind, suddenly attacked.
The afterglow in his eyes swept away, and Butian's face was shocked and stunned. What did he see?
It was Count Warren who reacted after being hit by a sword, forcibly held back a mouthful of blood that surged up to his throat after being impacted, and suddenly punched Butian with a frosty face.
This sudden punch emitted a rich light of russet, and the momentum was thick and condensed, faintly like a substance-like energy flow shuttling and sweeping.
"Intermediate powerhouse, how is this possible?" Bu Tian was a little incredulous.
However, the sharp turn of the shape did not allow him to think about it, and the sharp sound of breaking wind from behind him pointed directly at the heart of his heart, and the russet fist of Count Warren with anger also smashed down in his face, and even the void air began to tremble slightly because of this punch.
At this moment, Butian seems to be like a small sailboat in a storm, on the rough sea, and there will be a danger of being overwhelmed by the tide in an instant.
Ruthless in his heart, Bu Tian gritted his teeth and insisted, and the sixth sword advanced without retreating, stabbing straight at the russet fist that Count Warren roared with anger. At the same time, his figure slid and unfolded, barely moving a few inches away in the thousandth of a second.
"Click"
Before the tip of the sword could fully touch the punch coming from Earl Warren, Hawke's extremely powerful throwing knife had already pierced Butian's shoulder with a cracking sound.
The moment the flying knife pierced through the shoulder, it shuttled unabated, bringing up a tent of flesh and flesh and splattering in all directions.
Bu Tian snorted, a sharp pain came from his left shoulder, the bones shattered, and the entire arm had no strength.
This sharp attack sent chills through his heart, and if he hadn't moved his body just now, he would have become a dead man. And in the next moment, the incomparably condensed sixth sword also collided with the russet fist that Count Warren frantically attacked.
"Bang"
The hurricane crashes, and the russet glow blends with the gloomy light.
As soon as the tip of the sword made contact with the fist, it produced a huge impact, and the majestic energy burst and exploded, like a flash flood. Under the impact of the powerful energy, the black shadow behind Bu Tian shook vaguely, and before it could merge into the sword body, it suddenly shattered into a Dao Dao phantom.
Butian's chest was tight, as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out of his mouth.
At the same time, the russet fist that Count Warren threw out gradually dimmed, and the castration gradually slowed down.
Not daring to slack off, Bu Tian took advantage of this to control his body and flew to the side, temporarily distancing himself from Count Warren. The sixth sword was broken halfway before it could be built, and it was already subject to a strong skill backlash, coupled with the shattering of the bones in the left shoulder, in just a few breaths of preliminary combat, Bu Tian had already suffered a lot of injuries.
Until this moment, Bu Tian finally understood where the previous bad feeling came from, it turned out that from the beginning, he had mistaken the abacus: "Count Warren is deeply hidden, he has already reached the middle level of the strength of the powerhouse, and it must be the middle level 4 powerhouse, otherwise it is impossible to crush me first...... It's ridiculous that I still want to hold each other hostage, it's just beyond my strength. ”
Butian's heart was bitter, and he was a little gloomy for a while, and he felt that he couldn't escape today.
This series of treacherous battles may seem slow, but in fact they are extremely short.
From Butian's attack to Count Warren's unexpected counterattack, to Butian's vomiting blood and flying back, and even the surprise on the faces of the five protectors has not dissipated, the battle has ended in a flash of light.
And at the moment when the battle ended, several secret doors suddenly appeared on the walls around the study, and dozens of blood-colored figures rushed out of the secret doors, and the murderous aura was close to the sky.
"Good boy, the dog is so bold that he dares to attack the earl, see that the old man killed you today. The five Dharma Protectors also reacted at this time, one of the white-clothed Dharma Protectors had a violent face, the old face was red, his eyes were wide open, and he was about to step forward as soon as his body was displayed.
"Stop me. The group of people had just moved, and the majestic voice of Count Warren suddenly came out, and he actually opened his mouth to stop it.
The white-clothed protector was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Count Warren, but seeing that his face was extremely gloomy, he quickly stopped his steps. And the dozen or so figures in blood-colored robes, as soon as Count Warren's words came out, their bodies paused, and their faces stood in place with dull faces, looking extremely strange.
"Boy, I have to say, you really surprised me. With your low-level strength, you can take a blast from me, and you can retreat with your whole body. I'm more and more reluctant to kill you now, but... Aren't you really going to obediently establish a blood pact?" A deep voice sounded slowly, and Count Warren's eyes were as cold as a snake, and his broad face looked extremely cold.
"Hehe, it was unexpected, the strength of Lord Earl was really beyond my expectations. Unexpectedly, it turns out that Lord Earl, you have always been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, a dignified middle-level 4-level powerhouse, and you disguise yourself like an ordinary person on weekdays. I'm afraid there are a lot of people, like me, who have looked away. ”
Without answering Count Warren's question, Butian's eyes flashed, and he shook his head with a chuckle: "This old boy hasn't even seen that my strength has stepped into the middle level, this is good news, the more they underestimate me, the greater my hope of escaping." As the thoughts rolled in his heart, Bu Tian immediately turned his gaze to the dozen or so blood-robed guards who suddenly appeared.
From these guards, Bu Tian felt an extremely strong evil aura, and the eyes of these people were empty and numb, as if they had no emotion, like dead soldiers.
Butian's eyes were slightly condensed, it seemed that the Edra family was far more terrifying than he imagined.
But since he has already done it, how can he establish any Laoshzi blood contract, even if he is in danger now, he will not grovel and fear death.
"So, are you going to let go of your life, or to die?" frowned, and Earl Warren said a little cruelly.
"I said, where did you get all this nonsense? If you want to fight, you will fight, and if you don't, you will give way. Bu Tian raised his head, with an impatient face.
"Stubborn. Count Warren snorted coldly, glanced at the five Dharma Protectors, and waved his hand.
He didn't plan to go around in any circles anymore, since this kid was bent on death, then he would fulfill the other party.
As for the qualifying challenge, it was obviously no longer in the Earl's consideration, and the matter had reached this point, and the other party refused to establish a blood contract. In this way, those who are not used by me naturally have no value in surviving. Anyway, his Edra family has already made a big splash this time, and its prestige has soared.
Even if the subsequent peak duel can't make a profit again, it is better than letting an unstable factor grow, or taking refuge in other forces, and finally turning their heads against their strength. Rather than letting the tiger return to the mountain and leaving troubles, it is better to cut the grass and eradicate the roots once and for all.
In fact, after personally verifying Butian's strength, Count Warren had another idea born in his heart, but this idea was only a glimmer of hope. Therefore, Earl Warren still has to see how the value of Butian will be decided, if Butian does not have that value, then everything will not be mentioned.
After receiving the order, the five Pharaoh Protectors immediately unfolded, their weapons shining brightly, and they all displayed their skills, obviously intending to destroy Butian into slag in one fell swoop.
In the face of the ferocious attack of five mid-level 3 powerhouses, Bu Tian did not panic.
He clearly knows that the more people are in danger, the more calm they should be. Only by being calm can we find a solution to the crisis, and if we panic in our own turmoil, we will only hasten our own demise.
At the moment when the five Pharaoh Protectors attacked, Bu Tian had already memorized the situation in the field in his heart, and quickly came up with a countermeasure in his heart.
At this moment, there were four waves of enemies in the field, one was the five protectors who had already launched an attack, the second was Hawke, who had disappeared since he had fired a throwing knife, and the other two waves of enemies were Earl Warren who stood still and the dozen or so blood-clothed guards.
As a result, he is now embattled, with Earl Warren on his radar and a terrifying Hawk hidden in the shadows, ready to deliver a fatal blow to him. However, he still has to deal with the attack of five Pharaoh Protectors, which can be described as dangerous.
Bu Tian's heart turned sharply: "If you want to survive this time, you must escape from this place first, otherwise you will face a steady stream of enemy attacks." As for whether he can get his wish, he can only do things and obey the fate of God. ”
Thinking about it clearly, Bu Tian no longer hesitated, his wrist flipped, and the sword body was slightly raised.
Looking at the five people who were attacking wildly, at this moment, he wanted to fight hard.
Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld. The Seventh Sword!
"Buzz"
The dull sound of the sword spread like ripples, suddenly spreading throughout the room. The sword body in Bu Tian's hand trembled, the frequency was extremely fast, and circles of extremely strong energy ripples rippled from the sword body, forming energy cyclones of different sizes.
These cyclones are like floating ghost fires, dotted with ghosts, and it seems that unknown souls are sealed inside, and the sound of crying makes people dizzy. At the same time, an eerie black shadow as black as ink appeared from behind Bu Tian, overlapping with his figure.
This is exactly the same black shadow that appeared when the sixth sword was unleashed.
However, at this moment, this black shadow was obviously much clearer than the figure at the time of the sixth sword, and even the eerie palm held on the hilt of the sword was also much more condensed. And the red eyes seemed to have a slightly different strange color at this moment.
At the moment when this seventh sword was cast, Bu Tian's heart throbbed for no reason, but this feeling was fleeting, as if it were an illusion.
Without waiting for Butian to think about it in his heart, the five fierce attacks that were coming were close at hand.
With a sharp look, Bu Tian did not hesitate, leaned forward, and the seventh sword Huo Ran attacked.
With his movements, a mysterious ghost figure as black as ink suddenly fluttered, shuttling through Butian's body, merging into the entire sword body like water. The humming sound was loud for a while, and the sword body was instantly full of ghostly light, and the frequency of trembling became faster and faster, and circles of energy cyclones appeared rapidly from Butian's body.