Chapter 112: Who Doesn't Have Eyes
The dazzling light filled the entire courtyard, and between the collision of Yuan Li, the circle-like ripples spread in the air layer by layer, the deep ravines tore the earth, and the dust raised to obscure the heart-wrenching battle situation.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, Zou Jian and the three of them finally saw the situation in the arena clearly, their faces showed a strong joy, and the weapons in their hands trembled slightly, which was caused by trembling with excitement.
Zou Jian raised his eyebrows, a touch of viciousness emerged from his eyes, and secretly said that your kid is not interesting, and today next year will be your death day. I had already begun to think about how to concoct Chu Tian after he was defeated. He couldn't be better at torturing prisoners or something.
I saw Cao Xin and Zou Ming standing in place, and they didn't see anything unusual, looking at Chu Tian with a joke in their eyes, and Cao Xin's face was proud of succeeding in his plan. Chu Tian withdrew a few meters away, and in front of him, there was a series of deep footprints, obviously unable to stand the force and retreated to this point, blood dripping down the fingers of his right hand, slowly staining the ground red.
Seeing this situation, Xuanlin roared angrily, and was about to pounce on him, wanting to fight to the death with him, but was stopped by Chu Tian raising his hand, he slowly raised his head, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his immature face, giving people a bloody feeling that was not suitable for his age.
"Boy, if you admit defeat, you can spare your life. Seeing that his brother and Cao Xin had the upper hand, Zou Jian came up and laughed, and when he said this, he paused slightly, and the ridicule on his face suddenly became cold: "Lie to you, you will die today, if you have the next life, remember to have a little eyes, and know who you can't offend." β
"I'm more generous than you, and if you admit defeat and are willing to get out, it's not impossible to wait for a way out. Chu Tian didn't seem to have the consciousness of a catastrophe, and the smile on the corner of his lips was quite peculiar.
In this regard, Zou Ming endured it for a long time, and finally didn't hold back his wild laughter: "Haha, there are too many people tortured to death by Lao Tzu, like you who refuse to admit your mistake when you die, it's really the first time I've seen it." β
"Little brother, I have to praise you, your acting skills are good, if it weren't for your palm injury, I might have believed it. Cao Xin twisted his neck, and after feeling comfortable, he interjected with a smile, his eyes fixed on the wound on Chu Tian's hand. Because Chu Tian raised his hand to stop Xuanlin from helping, the injury expanded, and the blood stained half of his hand red.
Noticing his gaze, Chu Tian smiled, raised his injured hand and said, "You said this?"
"It's all at this point, what's the point of pretending to be ignorant, not to win any sympathy. If you say that you want to delay time, it will only expand the injury, I really don't understand what you are thinking?" staring at Chu Tian's face for a long time, and finally couldn't see why, Cao Xin shook his head, his tone was slightly disdainful.
The Demon Leopard Regiment thought that it had eaten Chu Tian, and after gaining the upper hand, it was not in a hurry to kill the opponent, but like a cat playing tricks on a mouse under its paws, it would never give up without playing until it satisfied itself.
It's no wonder they think so, Cao Xin and Zou Ming are both old rivers and lakes, although the fighting time is not very long, but it can already be seen that more than eighty percent of Chu Tian's kung fu is on his hands, and the injury on his right palm is not too serious, but in this kind of critical part, only a little wound is enough to affect the whole situation.
Chu Tian smiled, and in the contemptuous gaze of everyone, he slowly raised his left hand, and gently ** palm, where the wound slashed diagonally across the entire palm. At this moment, in a place that others can't see, at an astonishing speed, it recovers under the silver light, the blood stops flowing and the muscles grow, and the injury gradually heals.
This is naturally the effect of spiritual thoughts, and this new energy is formed by the fusion of spiritual power and spiritual energy when achieving the position of the teacher, and it has the strengths of both families, which is a special energy.
In peacetime combat, it can not only be transparent and invisible, like ordinary spiritual power, covertly spread past, spying on the opponent unconsciously, but also can be used as a spiritual energy to increase the strength of the attack, or to heal wounds.
When Chu Tianmo was healing with his hands, Zou Ming and Cao Xin stood with one hand on their shoulders and the other with their hands on their backs, both of them let him do it with great interest, waiting patiently to see what tricks he could play in the end, looking confident and fearless.
"Big brother, there are many dreams at night, in my opinion, there is no need to rub, it is better to..."
Hearing this, Zou Ming frowned slightly, and before he could say anything, Cao Xin interjected: "Don't worry, he can't turn the sky." It is estimated that he is applying gold sore medicine to the wound, but no matter what kind of medicine, he needs to meditate and breathe, and use the Yuan Force to volatilize the medicinal power in order to have an effect. β
"It's naΓ―ve for us to give him time to sit and breathe. Zou Ming said with disdain on his face, changed the topic, and began to admonish his younger brother: "Xiao Jian, I didn't say you, you are so old, and you are still so unbreathable, you have to learn to observe the situation with your eyes, understand? Learn more from Lao Cao and see what people do." β
Seeing his brother's hatred of iron and steel, Zou Jian's face was red, his expression was very ashamed, he was submissive, nodding again and again like a chicken eating rice, his parents died early when he was a child, and he was raised by his brother, and he was afraid of his brother.
In this regard, Cao Xin smiled, his heart was extremely useful, and he couldn't show too much color on his face, and waved his hand, his expression was very humble.
While talking, Chu Tian's left and right hands were separated, and his right hand flipped over, showing his palm to everyone, and his smile became unfathomable. The palm is as smooth as ever, where there is still a wound, although there is dirty blood, but it is an old trace, and the long wound has healed silently.
Zou Jian looked at his brother with suspicion, Zou Ming was also dumbfounded, and muttered: "Impossible, this is impossible." β
The reality is so unscientific, just apply it for a while, you don't even need to meditate, it's all good, at least it seems to be cured. These drugs are miraculous.
Cao Xin also frowned, thought about it for a long time, and couldn't think of the reason, snorted and pretended to be a ghost, then turned around, planning to pick up the steel gun, and quickly turned out this kid who pretended to be a ghost, so as to get rid of the slight uneasiness that was gradually rising in his heart.
"Hey, where's my gun?" Cao Xin's eyes swept away, and when he saw that the steel gun was not in the memory position, he couldn't help but be stunned, looking east and west and not finding it, it didn't look like it was hidden by this demon beast, hey, what was it looking at.
Following Xuanlin's gaze, he couldn't help but change his complexion, and reached out to grab the flying steel spear. When he first fought with Xuanlin, he was thrown to the ground, and at this moment, he was shot out by a strong bow like a strong arrow, piercing the air and poking it towards Zou Ming's heart. After the spiritual cultivation breaks through the Nian Master, just a simple imperial object can exert a terrifying power.
Based on Cao Xin's experience, it is not difficult to judge that if he forcibly blocks it with his hands, even if he is practicing the ninth stage of the body, he will be poked in the palm of his hand and end up crippled on the spot. As soon as I thought of this, I was inevitably timid, the speed of support slowed down a little, and my hand couldn't help but shrink according to instinct.
"Poof. β
As if sensing the wind behind him, Zou Ming wanted to turn around, the blood in his body stagnated without warning, and his movements couldn't help but slow down a little, and the steel spear carried the sound of the strong wind, with an unstoppable momentum, from his back, and a little cold star came out of his chest, but it was a sharp spear tip.
Xuanhua axe fell out of the weak hand, Zou Ming plopped and lay on the ground on his side, blood gushing out of his chest, he wanted to struggle but was unable to roll, maintaining this position, his legs flicked slightly, his eyeballs turned outward, and the whites of his eyes were exposed, and before he could close his eyes, his thoughts fell into darkness permanently.
In this regard, Cao Xin couldn't believe his eyes, but he had been in a state of death for a long time, and he had already endowed him with a good psychological quality, forcibly stabilized his emotions, Yuan Li condensed his hands, his knuckles exploded, and the whole hand was a little bigger, shaped like a pu fan, and his strength was contained, which was his hole card heart-destroying hand.
However, his three teammates couldn't be so calm, seeing that they were as strong as Zou Ming, they didn't say a word, and they died instantly, they were all stunned, and their minds were difficult to hold themselves.
When the three of them stood in a daze, still silent in Zou Ming's death, stuck in the quagmire and unable to extricate themselves, several flying knives split into three paths, swept across the sky with cold light, and submerged from the vital points of their bodies, killing the two mercenaries with chain hammers and scimitars on the spot.
Zou Jian covered his neck, pointed at Chu Tian and didn't know what he wanted to say, staggered a few steps closer, Fang was unable to fall, blood gushed out from the knife in his throat, his crotch was wet, and a trace of remorse appeared on his face, he regretted that he should not provoke the enemy he couldn't provoke, causing him to die here.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Cao Xin's eyes narrowed, his face was afraid, he was afraid in his heart, and he was about to withdraw and escape, when dark clouds suddenly gathered overhead, and about a light blue lightning fell on his head. Under the horror, his hands pushed up desperately, and the heart-destroying palm containing all his strength collided head-on with the spell "Lei Lin".
There was a loud bang, and the entire courtyard shook slightly, as if it was overwhelmed and would overturn at any time. <