Nine-turn ancient god

Chapter 229 Anti-robbery
"Is there no third way to go?" Long Batian looked at the middle-aged man with a little smile in his eyes, and said to the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Boy! Hurry up and hand over your spirit veins and magic weapon, and you'll kowtow to the uncle obediently. Maybe I will let you go when I feel better." Behind the middle-aged man, a young man with a handsome face flew forward and looked contemptuously. Speaking to Long Batian, the young man's eyes shone with jealousy.

"Oh!" Long Batian smiled. This young man is too whimsical. If he is a low-level cultivator, he may be afraid to kowtow to admit his mistake, but what they meet is not other cultivators but Long Batian, Long Ba Heaven does not provoke others, which does not mean being bullied by others.

Long Batian had already put these people into the blacklist when these people started their actions. Now that these people are removed from the blacklist, Long Batian has nothing to be angry about a dead person.

"What if I find the third way?" Long Batian looked at the middle-aged man with an unknown expression in his eyes, and said kindly with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"There is no third way to go!" The middle-aged man felt faintly uneasy, but he still said forcefully, maybe this kid is pretending to be mysterious, that must be the case.

The middle-aged man could tell that the young man in front of him was just a cultivator in the late stage of the gods. In front of the semi-holy powers, the gods were scum.The middle-aged man asked himself involuntarily.

"Who said there is no third way?" Long Batian smiled evilly and said to several people: "Kill all of you, isn't this the third way?"

"Looking for death!" Seeing Long Batian's disdainful expression, the young man who had spoken before was furious, and rushed towards Long Batian with a loud roar. In an instant, a golden sword flashed in his hand and slashed at Long Batian head-on. .

Although the semi-holy strong man is only a semi-holy strong man of an era, his power is not ordinary. I saw countless cracks torn by the golden knife in the empty air, and the dark color in the space was undoubtedly revealed in an instant.

Long Batian's face was calm but he was sneering incessantly. He raised one hand and instantly punched the golden knife that the young man slashed down. The knives collided.

"Ding~~~!"

The sound of metal impact resounded, and a few small space vortices appeared at the place where the space collided, and Long Batian's fist and the golden knife collided fiercely.

"Kakkaka!"

The crackling sound continued to be heard, and one after another cracks appeared on the golden sword, which quickly spread across the entire sword like a spider web. In an instant, everyone could see the cracks flashing from Long Batian's fist. purple light.

"call!"

The young man came and went quickly, his body was thrown back violently as if he had been hit hard, and blood spurted out in mid-air without hesitation.The young man's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of disbelief, and the look of fear could be seen from the bottom of his eyes.

"how is this possible?"

The middle-aged man and a man and a woman behind him stared wide-eyed with inconceivable expressions. The hardness of the flesh alone was able to smash the top-grade innate spirit treasure, and even seriously injured a semi-holy powerhouse of the first era. .

Several people couldn't believe their eyes, because this scene was so horrifying and unimaginable. You must know that the most vulnerable thing for a cultivator is the physical body, and the physical body of this pink-faced youth has reached such a point?

A young man behind the middle-aged man flew up to pick up the young man who had been blasted back by Long Batian. This young man looked at Long Batian with a look of fear, and he no longer had the look of winning the game, idiot It can also be seen that Long Batian is not easy.

Just when the middle-aged man was about to speak, the space swayed for a moment and two figures emerged from the weak point of the space. These two people were Zi Yan and Feng Yi.

As soon as they appeared, they found Long Batian and the four middle-aged men in the distance. Zi Yan and Feng Yi showed doubts in their eyes, but they didn't speak and flew towards Long Batian's position.

"Friend! It's our blindness that blocked your way. I think we can just let it go like this?" The middle-aged man looked at Ziyan and Fengyi who appeared on Long Batian's side, and he had been wary of Long Batian before. Strength Now there are two semi-holy powerhouses, and one is a semi-holy at the peak of an era.

The middle-aged man didn't have the confidence to take down Long Batian and the others, he smiled and said to Long Batian, but his expression was full of vigilance, and the young man and woman behind the middle-aged man also looked dignified, and they didn't speak. The young man who was blasted back by Long Batian is now in a half-dead state.

"Oh!" Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Long Batian frowned and said with a smile: "If my strength is weak, if my friends don't show up, will you let me go?"

Ziyan and Fengyi also understood, although they don't know what happened, but these people are still very clear that Long Batian was embarrassed, Ziyan and Fengyi both showed weird expressions when Long Batian said, The meaning of these words seems to be that the appearance of the two of them resolved the crisis of Long Batian.

"That's natural! The journey of cultivation is not only to fight against the sky, but also to fight with the cultivators. Whoever is stronger can get more resources. You and I are about the same strength. How about just giving up after picking up a bargain?" The middle-aged man showed a ferocious look, staring at Long Batian closely. In his opinion, Long Batian's strength is no stronger than him, so he said These words came out.

"It's good that the weak survive and the fittest survive. With strong strength, you can dominate the opponent's life and take the opponent's resources." Long Batian smiled kindly, and then said to the middle-aged man: "If I want to take your resources, so what do you say?"

"That depends on whether you have the strength." The middle-aged man replied in a gloomy and cold voice, even if he really fought, he would not be afraid of this pink-faced youth, even if he couldn't win the fight, he could escape.

"Then I'll show you my strength now." Long Batian smiled and disappeared instantly, appearing in front of the middle-aged man with his fists instantly bombarding the middle-aged man.

"drink!"

The middle-aged man yelled and instantly a blue giant sword appeared in his hand. The giant sword in the middle-aged man's hand quickly met Long Batian's fist without any hesitation.

"Oh!"

In the same scene as before, the middle-aged man's cyan giant sword was bombarded with countless cracks in an instant, and the whole person was also blasted out. Blood spurted out of half space, and it was obviously seriously injured in one round.

"Hand over all your spirit veins and magic weapons, and kowtow a hundred times to the uncle. If the uncle is happy, he may let you go." Long Batian smiled and said what they said before.

(End of this chapter)