Wang Tian numbly waved the dragon-slaying sword in his hand. He didn't know how many people he had killed or how many swords he had slashed! The armor on his body had turned blood red! His hair was sticky and heavy, and he saw the roaring and waving sword.
Wang Tian's eyes were calm as he slashed at the warrior in blue. He leaned slightly to one side to avoid the warrior in blue. He raised his sword once and the warrior in blue's head fell down!
Wang Tian leaned on his sword and breathed in the blood-smelling air! His eyes were numb, showing deep confusion and exhaustion. Where is this! Where is this? Xiao Hei, Xu Shenglong, Du Qing, and Mazi are all gone.
Feeling Xiaohong's weak breath in his body and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, Wang Tiancai felt slightly at ease! Also, why do the people here have such expressions when facing death!
Wang Tian frowned and looked at the invisible crowd in the distance. There was fighting and death everywhere. The blood flowed slowly along Wang Tian's feet, meandering and spreading into the distance!
Wang Tian really wanted to stop, but every time he had a brush with death, his desire to survive kept him going until now. Wang Tian didn't know when he would die here!
Wang Tian looked at the blood star faintly appearing on his armor! It was faint! It seemed to contain a strong bloody air!
"Maybe this is the opportunity to go out?!" Wang Tian's eyes lit up and he cheered himself up. Looking at the fierce battle in the distance, he relaxed his sore wrists and walked forward...
A burly man wielded a huge bloody Zen staff and killed the soldiers of the Red Legion wantonly. Wang Tian's mind moved, and he quickly dodged all kinds of attacks, came to the side of the burly man, and looked at him quietly.
The burly man seemed to feel something. He took back the blood-stained Zen staff, turned to look at Wang Tian with his lips raised, and suddenly grinned. He took the Zen staff with his left hand, made a fist with his right hand, and punched the left chest fiercely, saying: "Ran Hu!
"
Wang Tian squinted his eyes, and he saw a bloody star on Ran Hu's left chest, which seemed to be bursting out of his body! Wang Tian didn't know what Ran Hu meant, but he felt the respect and respect coming from Ran Hu.
Fighting intent! Wang Tian also clenched his right fist, hit his left chest hard, and said in a deep voice: "Wang Tian!!"
Seeing Wang Tian's actions, Ran Hu grinned, then raised his Zen staff with both hands, whistling and smashing it at Wang Tian.
Feeling the power coming from the Zen stick, Wang Tian was shocked and did not dare to greet it. He ducked sideways and hit the side of the Zen stick with his sword!
"Buzz..." The huge repulsive force was transmitted along the sword to Wang Tian's palm, and the tiger's mouth was immediately torn open, and blood continued to flow out.
"What a heavy force!" Wang Tian stepped back a few feet, his expression slightly changed.
"This space seems to be suppressing the Yuanzhu. If it weren't for the special properties of my Yuanzhu, which can absorb the blood-colored energy in this space to replenish my physical strength, I would have died a long time ago! None of the warriors here seem to be using their own energy.
Yuanzhu. But there are clearly fluctuations of vitality in their bodies. Hey, is it physical cultivation?! By the way, it is physical cultivation!" Wang Tian stood in the distance and thought.
While Wang Tian was thinking, Ran Hu rushed up again and slapped Wang Tian! Wang Tian did not take a hard hit and used his speed advantage to fight with the big man.
The two of them fought back and forth for dozens of rounds, but neither could do anything to the other. Ran Hu suddenly hit Wang Tian with a heavy blow, almost cutting him in half, and Wang Tian hurriedly retreated.
Ran Huzai couldn't help but shouted: "Boy, you are not of my generation, you can only dodge!! Humph!!"
Wang Tian stood in the distance and smiled bitterly. What a stupid guy! Looking at the soldiers lurking around, Wang Tian frowned slightly.
Ran Hu seemed to sense Wang Tian's intention and said with a smile: "Boy, I can feel that you should be sealed soon. By then, your strength will have greatly increased, and you are still afraid of those young people, hahaha
...Come and have an upright fight with me."
"Defined?" Wang Tian murmured in a low voice, feeling confused for a while.
Ran Hu didn't explain, and rushed towards Wang Tian, taking advantage of Wang Tian's distraction to hit Wang Tian. Wang Tian came back to his senses and looked at the huge Zen staff getting closer and closer. Wang Tian gritted his teeth and said, "
Humph, aren't you fighting for your body? I'm afraid of you!!! The first level of the Supreme Demonic Art!!!" Wang Tian secretly used the Supreme Demonic Art, and in an instant, terrifying black energy emerged from Wang Tian's body, and the black energy turned into
In the shape of a flame, it wrapped around Wang Tian and burned fiercely...
Wang Tian was like a demon from hell, raising his sword with black flames and facing Ran Hu's huge Zen staff!!
"Boom..." Sparks shot out, and the land around Wang Tian and Ran Hu was shaken by the huge force and sank more than ten meters, forming a huge concave crater!!! Dust and smoke were flying around!
With blood in his mouth, he looked at Ran Hu lying in the distance and laughed: "Uncle Ran, is it just that? Hahaha, come again!"
Wang Tian stretched out his shaking hands and hooked his fingers at Ran Hu.
Seeing Wang Tian playing with him, Ran Hu was furious and said, "Seeking death!!"
Ran Hu jumped up, full of anger, and inserted the huge Zen staff deeply into the dark earth. He kept pouring out mantras from his mouth. Wang Tian vaguely heard that Ran Hu said: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Hell, transform yourself into a demon god, gain an immortal body, gain the power of eternal life, gain..."
As Ran Hu murmured, veins popped up on his face, and he could vaguely see a dark spiritual bead on the top of the Zen staff shining brightly, and there were thousands of thread-like veins running through Ran Hu's body. The vitality of his whole body was violent.
Run, and quickly inject it into the spirit bead in the huge Zen staff in front of you along the palm of your hand! The surrounding spiritual energy of the world seems to be summoned by the spirit bead, and it becomes violent!
Wang Tian felt Ran Hu's growing momentum, and was startled. He hurriedly communicated with Xiaohong in his body. Feeling the vitality in the Yuan Pearl, he had no time to draw out the fire-attributed Yuan Qi, so he could only mobilize all the Yuan Power in the Lingzhu.
Come out, follow the ** route of the Supreme Demonic Art and Xuanyuan Art, and start running like crazy!
At this moment, Wang Tian felt a tearing feeling in the meridians in his body. Two different forces collided in the meridians. Two different colors of vitality shot along the palms of his hands towards the Dragon-Slaying Sword in the void.
Under the control of Tianxinshen, it quickly transformed into a huge wind blade, but this time the color of the wind blade became a two-color mixture! Golden yellow and dark black were arranged alternately!
With the injection of Wang Tian's vitality, the curved wind blade gradually took shape, emitting a strange light.
But at the moment when the wind blade was formed, Wang Tian felt that the vitality and vitality in his body were suddenly sucked in by the weird wind blade in the void!
Wang Tian almost fainted and was about to curse, but he saw a huge shadow of a Zen staff suddenly appear in the sky!!
Ran Hu below, eyes wide open, glared at Wang Tian angrily, held the Zen staff emptyly, and shouted: "Xuan-level high-level combat skill, Dragon-Fighting Staff! Ten Thousand Sticks Subduing the Dragon!!! Kill!!!"
Seeing countless phantoms of Zen staffs in the void coming towards him, Wang Tian was startled. He controlled the weird wind blade and threw it fiercely at Ran Hu, shouting: "Wind... cut!!!"
The moment the wind blade took action, Wang Tian fell to the ground with a crash. At this moment, Wang Tian suddenly felt as if he had aged a hundred years, and a severe feeling of weakness spread throughout his body.
The wind blade seemed to be moving slowly and seemed to have no power at all. However, when the shadows of thousands of Zen staffs hit the gray wind blade, they were silently annihilated. The shadow of the staff did not hinder the wind blade at all. In an instant, a huge ambush fell.
The Dragon Zen Staff was shattered in the void like paper.
Ran Hu watched in horror as the wind blade silently cut his neck. He suddenly saw his back, and his consciousness fell into darkness...
Wang Tian, who was lying on the ground in the distance, breathed a big sigh of relief when he saw Ran Hu lying on the ground. However, he felt a sense of weakness and oldness in his body, and he was deeply moved by the wind blade he had just created.
fear!!
At this moment, a huge blood-red eye suddenly appeared in the void, staring at Wang Tian; Wang Tian looked up and felt horrified!
Wang Tian struggled to get up, when an old voice echoed in the nearby void: "You meet the conditions, one-star general! You can get the title!!! What is your name???"