Zhao Jiang, in crimson clothes, vomited blood in front of her eyes, Zhao Geng felt cold in his heart. Under his emotions, eight light red dragon shadows emerged, wrapping around his body, flying and flying.

Huh!

Two dragon shadows flew out, grabbed Zhao Jiang and Zhao Dang, and brought them to the side.

"Do you do something wrong, die!" Zhao Ba's face turned gloomy, and a light yellow light burst out from the golden wire ring knife in his hand, turning into a long light knife, and slashed at Zhao Qian.

The light knife slashed the sky and cracked the earth and tore the space apart, and appeared in Zhao Geng's chest in just a flash.

Endless pressure mixed with endless ferocity, and it comes with extreme danger.

In an instant, the chill penetrated the bone marrow.

Zhao Qian's pupils contracted and his hair all over his body exploded.

The golden wire ring sword is Zhao Ba's natal magic weapon. When a warrior enters the light yellow realm, the natal magic weapon can be transformed from virtual to solid, and persist in fighting against the enemy, which has an incredible miracle effect.

The natal divine weapon is the spiritual body of nothingness, just like the soul of a human being. However, practitioners can gradually go from nothingness to reality with special methods and special resources.

In the light red realm, the natal divine weapon is just a phantom. It not only cannot assist in killing enemies, but also consumes the energy of the cultivator to continuously nourish it.

In the deep red realm, the natal divine weapons also need to be nourished, but they will gradually condense and become like real objects, but they still cannot be used for combat.

In the light orange realm, the natal magic weapon has changed from virtual to solid, but it can only float above the head, and cannot be controlled and used to fight. It still needs to be slowly nourished.

In the deep orange realm, the natal divine weapons can be restrained, hidden, and held in your hands to fight and defend against the enemy. They are all free and at will, and have various wonderful uses.

In the light red realm, the natal divine weapon is empty; deep red and light orange are transformed from virtual to real; deep orange realm can only be used for actual combat.

As for the various realms after the Yellow level, as the realm increases, various abilities will be generated. You can control the magic weapons in the air and kill enemies thousands of miles away; you can control the soldiers to fly thousands of miles in an instant.

At this time, Zhao Ba was in the realm of light yellow Yiye, and his natal divine weapon was held in his hand, which was more powerful than ordinary weapons. When he slashed with one knife, the energy was released and condensed into a knife. Under the pressure of the momentum, Zhao Qian suddenly felt suffocating.

Zhao Ba's combat power at the realm was too much higher than Zhao Qiang, and he acted rampantly, and he killed people when he said he could kill people. This knife made Zhao Qiang unable to avoid it.

The momentum and pressure also made Zhao Qian breathless.

Zhao Shan and Zhao Han changed their color at the same time, and even if they were willing to come to save him, they were powerless. The others were secretly frightened, afraid of Zhao Ba's ferocity, and suddenly became silent. Only Zhao Xiong was very happy to see that Zhao Geng was about to die under the knife.

Before the threat of death, Zhao Geng was extremely nervous, and his pupils stared at the sword light without blinking... In a trance, the scene in his eyes changed, the movement of the sword light slowed down, and the movement of everything could be followed.

The sound of flowing water faintly in my ears. Under an inexplicable force, Zhao Qian felt that his soul and spirit were mixed with the world. The wind and grass were blowing and the wood leaves were fluttering in his heart, and even the unrecognizable sword light was clearly sensible.

As the knife came, a few strands of hair in front of Zhao Qian's forehead suddenly broke and slid down... A slight blood line appeared on Zhao Qian's forehead.

But Zhao Qian was not afraid. His body and mind were in a wonderful state, but his mind moved slightly, and his body was like being blown by the wind, floating out slowly and flashing aside.

The knife light wiped Zhao Geng's body and fell down, silently cutting into the ground, sank deeply into it.

A long crack extended from Zhao Qian, reaching the horizon in the horizon.

Zhao Ba's sword was so powerful.

However, Zhao Qian was no longer covered by the knife mark. At the critical moment, he successfully dodged and escaped from the death's claws. Despite this, a few drops of blood still oozed out of the blood line on his forehead.

However, the sharpness of the sword energy finally cut through Zhao Qian's forehead and skin. But that's all, and it did not bring life to Zhao Qian's life.

The body regeneration ability of practicing the Nine Dragons Shaking Fist is extremely strong. Such minor injuries can be automatically healed without the power of the dragon ball.

boom!

A large amount of mud suddenly soared into the sky along the knife marks, whistling into the sky, forming an amazing mud wall.

The violent force stirred the world and pushed everyone around.

Only Zhao Geng's body was shaped like a butterfly spreading his wings, like a feather that was soaring into the wind, moving with the wind, lightly and without any force. Although the storm was fierce, it could not hurt him at all.

Until this time

Zhao Ba slashed and originally planned to kill Zhao Qian immediately, but Zhao Qian avoided his fierce attack lightly.

Zhao Ba's expression turned cold, and his eyes were half angry and half shocked. He was at the level of light yellow Yiye and also a weapon casting master. He controlled his natal divine weapons to launch an attack. His power was so powerful that even those in the same level would be seriously injured.

Zhao Geng just broke a few hairs without any pain

How did he do it?

Zhao Ba was surprised, but his face became more gloomy, and his eyes staring at Zhao Qian were ferocious and ferocious.

A warrior in the light red realm actually escaped from his sword, which made Zhao Ba’s face dizzy and his murderous intention greatly increase.

"die!"

Zhao Ba shouted sternly, his thick arm was bulging, and he quickly waved the golden wire ring knife, and a series of sword lights slashed towards Zhao Qian.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

Strips of knife marks appeared on the ground, and the mud burst out one after another, forming a square-shaped maze.

Zhao Ba swung his sword at a rapid speed, leaving a series of afterimages in the air, and the sword light was even more violent, causing the sun, moon, wind and clouds to change color, and everyone around him changed color.

However, Zhao Qian was still alive.

His body was floating, like riding on the void to control the wind, and he became an immortal, without any trace of coming and going.

"The artistic conception of martial arts?"

On the back of the giant eagle, Zhao Tian was also shocked: "This Zhao Gun is just a small light red Eight-Leaf Warrior. How could he realize the artistic conception of martial arts?"

Zhao Tian can't understand!

The artistic conception of martial arts is an extraordinary thing. Unlike the visible and touchable combat skills, it has always been elusive. It has always been said that only warriors who have entered the green level are qualified to comprehend.

But Zhao Qian's body is like the wind, covering the sky and the earth, and walking like water without traces, which is clearly the legendary martial arts artistic conception.

"How is this possible?" Zhao Xiong's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it.

In Zhao Xiong's mind, the eldest brother Zhao Ba attacked with a strong attack, and he was afraid that he could cut Zhao's head on the neck with one knife.

Who would have thought that although Zhao Ba's attack was fierce, he could not even touch Zhao Geng's clothes.

No matter how fierce or fierce the attack is, it cannot hurt people if it cannot reach it!

"Is it that my brother is playing with a mouse?" Zhao Xiong couldn't help thinking.

Others also have different thoughts and look in various ways.

"Hurry, hurry, kill, kill him!" Zhao Xiong saw Zhao Ba fighting so hard, but Zhao Qian was still free, and he couldn't help but shout wildly.

"Don't quarrel!" Zhao Tian said in a deep voice, "Don't bother your elder brother!"

Zhao Tian had already seen something wrong. Zhao Qian's figure was perfect and could almost reach the pinnacle. It was definitely not something that Zhao Ba's attack could capture.
Chapter completed!