Chapter 162: One Blow Crashes Flying
"When I was in the half-step Heavenly Rank, you were only a ninth-order cultivator, and when I had already stepped into the aura realm, you were still a ninth-order cultivator. Li Zhongqing, why do you say that you are fighting with me? You also want to do something to me with your natural strength?"
Li Zhongqing's face was pale, although he knew that the other party's cultivation resources were several times his own, and it was not a matter of talent that his own cultivation was inferior to his.
However, he was very angry, and he was absolutely unwilling to use this reason as a reason, so when he heard the sarcasm of Sanskrit Zhong, he just had a gloomy expression, but he did not refute it.
"With your talent Li Zhongqing, you are also worthy of being ranked among the top ten heroes of all souls with me?"
Sanskrit Zhong smiled and said: "This branch house is so full of spiritual energy, is it that you Li Zhongqing is qualified to touch?" You immediately disappear from front of me now, for the sake of being a foil for me for many years on the list of ten masters, I allow you to fight for a branch vein again." β
Insult!
Naked insult!
Li Zhongqing's forehead was bruised, his five knuckles were white, and with a dragon groan, the sword was about to be unsheathed. At this moment, a figure inserted between the two like ghosts, and at the same time, a low and hoarse voice sounded: "I want this branch house." β
This sound was like a meteorite descending sharply, without any warning, and its effect was also like a meteorite hitting Tianyuan Shijie, which immediately set off an uproar!
"Who is this person? How dare you touch the moldy head of the young master?"
"Hiding your head and showing your tail, you don't look like some bold person!"
"This young master of the Brahma is already a cultivator of the aura realm, and he has been personally taught by the ancestor of the Brahman, and the strength of his combat power is by no means comparable to that of some scattered cultivators without sects and sects!
Sanskrit Zhong's eyes slammed suddenly, staring at the black-robed figure that was slowly walking towards him, and his face trembled with anger. As soon as he said that he wanted to force Li Zhongqing to leave, this person intervened, making it clear that he was cutting his face!
He shouted contemptuously: "Where did the dog come from, don't you know what kind of place this is? Do you think that this branch house, all cats and dogs deserve to possess?"
Luo Chen's footsteps paused, his eyes drooped slightly, as if he was talking to himself, but a slightly hoarse voice spread all around: "Yes, how can this vein be worthy of any cat or dog." β
Sanskrit Zhong looked pale and nodded coldly: "It's good that you know, for your sake of repentance, as long as you crawl away from me on your knees, I'mβ"
"So, you can get out. β
Hmph, Luo Chen's head was raised suddenly, and a sharp light burst out, he lifted his robe, stepped on the thunder, like a hundred-ton heavy arrow, and slammed into the Sanskrit bell!
"Crazy! This guy must be crazy, he actually used his body to hit the aura realm powerhouse?"
"With an aura, no matter how strong the body is, it will be suppressed into a dead dog!"
"I'm sure now that this man must have been stimulated to run for his death. β
Over there, Li Zhongqing's body was subconsciously tense, and in his opinion, he also felt that the black-robed young man's move was no different from sending him to death:
If it weren't for this person's intervention, I am afraid that I would have been defeated by Sanskrit Zhong and be severely humiliated by him! This black-robed man is kind to me, and in this case, I can't watch him die!
Thinking certainly, he asked about the condensation of the sword, and was about to make a move, but his eyes suddenly froze-
In the midst of doubts and gloating eyes, the black-robed figure slammed into the Sanskrit bell, and the latter, with a golden aura, was coldly waiting for him to throw himself into the net.
Rumble!
As expected, the black-robed young man's body slammed into the aura. However, before the corners of the Sanskrit Bell's mouth could dissipate, a wisp of extreme horror had already climbed up to his face, and his mouth was wide open as if he wanted to shout something.
"Bang!"
A dull voice sounded, and the incomparably tough golden aura was like a rubber ball, which was deeply dented. Then, a stream of liliang that had been squeezed to the extreme burst open, roaring angrily towards the Sanskrit bell's chest.
Sanskrit Zhong didn't have time to say a word, his body was like being hit by a thousand-ton heavy stone, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out with a "wow", and his body flew upside down to the branch house behind him.
With a thud, he slammed through the shield, slammed into it, and disappeared in front of him.
......
Before the battle, people thought of a thousand results, but none of them were like what they were looking for.
They thought that maybe this black-robed young man had a mysterious background, and a strong man would appear at a critical moment to help him fight the enemy.
Or, this black-robed man himself is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and at the last moment, he will reveal the true identity of the heavenly powerhouse, and use his aura to confront the Sanskrit bell.
But they never expected that this black-robed young man was not as complicated as they imagined, just a simple collision, and the Sanskrit bell was simply solved neatly, completely ignoring the other party's aura.
They looked at each other, their mouths wide open enough to swallow a fist aliveβ
When did the Heavenly Powerhouse become so easy to bully?
......
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a roar sounded, and then the body of the Sanskrit bell stepped out of the house. The golden light burning around him was like a flame, constantly expanding and shrinking, making him look like a fiery lion, with a sparkle of hair.
Boom!
The tip of his nose fluttered frantically, he held back the severe pain, and connected the broken ribs with the palm of his hand!
"Whew!"
Sanskrit Zhong looked up to the sky and roared, compared to the pain on the **, the pain in his soul made him more difficult to accept. Since the last fiasco at the hands of Luo Chen, he has been in retreat since he returned
This breakthrough to the Heavenly Realm, I thought I would be able to raise my eyebrows and exhale a shame, but I didn't expect a black-robed man to appear out of nowhere, and he would knock himself away in such a humiliating way!
"Very good! You've really me off, and I'm not going to show mercy to your men anymore!"
Sanskrit Zhong's eyes seemed to want to cut Luo Chen with a thousand knives: "I'll give you a chance to report your name, so as not to be a lonely ghost under the Nine Springs." β
In addition to the rage, the ground around him was pressed into a depth of one meter, and the golden aura skyrocketed, anyone could see that he was really angry, and the next thing would be a thunderous blow.
Luo Chen was indifferent and said lightly: "To say this to me, you are not qualified enough." β
"Arrogant and ignorant, then you will die!"
Sanskrit Zhong couldn't bear it anymore, and only by slapping the black-robed man in front of him into a pulp of flesh could he vent the hatred in his heart!
A circle of golden light in the palm of his right hand, gradually extending like a spider web, at a glance, his palm seems to be magnified countless times, a full ten zhang square, covering the heavens and the earth.
"Liberate the heavens!"
The body of the Sanskrit bell leaps high, reflecting the light behind it, like a god descending. The momentum gathered, like a tornado passing through, causing the sand, gravel and dust on the ground to explode all around in a "boom" sound.
He flipped his right hand and slammed it downward: "Give me - extinguish!"
Under the boundless golden light, Luo Chen's body was as small as an ant, and his slightly thin figure was even thinner at the moment, like a runaway boat in the golden light, helpless and weak.
That strong coercion, which could be clearly perceived even from a distance of dozens of feet, attracted everyone's attention. Those whose strength has not reached the peak of the ninth order can't even get a little closer.
Li Zhongqing leaned on his sword, and barely stood firm in place. At this point, even if he wanted to, he couldn't do it, because he couldn't get close to the center of the battle!
(Damn!, what benefit did this Sanskrit bell get, he actually mastered such a powerful aura in a short period of time, that black-robed man is in danger!)
Li Zhongqing's eyes were solemn, and he looked up at the place of battle with difficulty. Suddenly, his face was full of melancholy, and his expression -
Sudden stiffness!
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