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At this moment, the first thing that came to mind of the bald venerable was death!

Fear of death!

How can this be?

"He is just a master at the ninth level of a cultivator. How could he teleport and disappear under my coercive attack? And what attack did he perform to make me feel such fear?" The bald venerable thought in his mind.

Uh-huh!

The bald lord instantly teleported to the hillside a hundred meters away. He looked back at Li Tian, ​​only to see several purple electric dragons on the Heavenly Spear in Li Tian's hand. The purple electric dragons crackled on the spear. Wander.

"Why are you running away? Aren't you a strong man at the level of a venerable? How can you face a rubbish like me, a ninth-level cultivator, and start running away before even fighting?" Li Tian said with a sneer.

This time, before Li Tian could say anything, the refugees who were escaping suddenly stopped and looked at Li Tian with expressions of disbelief on their faces, and then at the bald lord on the hillside.

"This...how is this possible? What happened just now? Why did the bald venerable escape?"

"No...I don't know. I was just running for my life. Who cares about the fight between the bald lord and that kid?"

"A master at the monk level challenged a strong man at the venerable level. In just a blink of an eye, a strong man at the venerable level escaped. This... why do I feel like this is a dream!"

"Give way, give way, let me look up to this hero who is not afraid of death..."

The cultivator behind wanted to see Li Tian's style, so he kept squeezing in and out of the crowd, and soon he squeezed out. When he saw Li Tian, ​​he seemed to not believe his eyes, and suddenly He rubbed his eyes, and then said in surprise: "Oh no, isn't this Li Tian? You're not dead?"

Li Tian looked at the cultivator squeezed out of the crowd and felt that this cultivator seemed familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Master Li Tian, ​​I spent a lot of money to buy your sacred wine container in the tavern of the Venerable Bada Mountain! Later, it was with this sacred wine container that my son..." said this, the monk Suddenly he started crying, and while crying, he said: "Oh, my son, I'm afraid he has died in the refugee city now. My poor son, Mr. Li Tian, ​​I will fight side by side with you. I want to avenge my son." !”

Only then did Li Tian remember that this guy was the monk who had spent hundreds of spiritual resources to buy the Niulanshan Erguotou wine bottle. Now the face of the monk who had been taken advantage of was full of sadness and anger, and he proposed to fight side by side with Li Tian, ​​which made Li Tian even more fond of this monk.

However, good impressions come with good impressions. If the scapegoated disciple really fought side by side with Li Tian, ​​Li Tian could guarantee that he would be instantly killed by the bald venerable within a few minutes.

"Okay! It's not impossible to fight alongside me. Just stand there and cheer me on!" Li Tian said.

After saying that, Li Tian's figure flashed through the crowd of refugees one after another, performing teleportation continuously, and rushed towards the bald venerable, while behind Li Tian came the sound of cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

The face of the bald venerable was very ugly, and he felt the burning pain on his face as he teleported away.

Li Tian was only the ninth-level cultivator at the peak, but he, a genuine venerable, was so frightened that he ran away. Now the panic and confusion of the refugees had calmed down. Under the leadership of the wronged cultivator and Ye Meili, they shouted in unison. Cheer for Li Tian.

This scene was extremely spectacular, and the sound of cheering echoed back and forth in the valley, and it seemed extremely majestic. Seeing this scene of tens of thousands of monk-level masters working together to cheer for Li Tian, ​​the bald lord did not dare to rashly Enter the crowd of refugees.

Seeing Li Tian constantly teleporting among the refugees, a fierce light flashed in the bald lord's eyes, and he whispered: "Arrogant boy, you have successfully aroused my anger. Although your teleportation seems You have a good appearance, but after all, you are a ninth-level cultivator. You can deceive ordinary refugee cultivators, but in front of the Zhenzhen Venerable, this is just a small trick. Today, now, I will take your head Twist it off, I want these ignorant refugees to know that missing the opportunity to escape is the biggest mistake they have ever made!"

Li Tian's figure had already jumped up the hillside. The bald venerable did not teleport this time, but kicked his legs on the ground. The spiky plants under his feet exploded into pieces in an instant, and half a foot of light green smoke flew up behind him.

And he, the bald venerable, used his fists with strong wind, rolled up two streaks of green smoke, and rushed towards Li Tian like lightning.

At the same time, the bald lord launched a gravity attack, and a pressure as thick as a bucket fell from the sky and landed accurately on Li Tian. Li Tian tried his best to break the bald lord's gravity attack, but his body moved at a faster speed. But it will inevitably be affected.

From a distance, Li Tian on the hillside seemed to be climbing up hard with a heavy burden on his shoulders.

"No... not good! There seems to be a big gap between Li Tian's strength and that of the venerable one. If... if this situation continues, Li Tian may..." There was an ominous feeling in the heart of the unjust cultivator. premonition.

More than 99% of the monks among these refugees had this idea, and the entire valley instantly returned to silence. Some of the monks and refugees could not wait for Li Tian's defeat in the battle, so they left.

Among the entire crowd of refugees, only a few cultivators still had illusions about Li Tian. Only Ye Meimei clenched her fists and kept cheering for Li Tian.

Li Tian's body moved with difficulty.

Li Tian did not dodge or escape, his eyes were firm, and the purple electric dragon on the Heavenly Spear in his hand kept swimming. There was even a trace of a smile on Li Tian's face, and he still moved unswervingly in the direction of the Bald Headed Venerable. .

The bald-headed venerable was getting closer and closer to Li Tian. The bald-headed venerable could even clearly see the sweat flowing on Li Tian's forehead as he resisted his venerable-level gravity attack.

"Give up. As long as the masters at the master level are serious, the masters at the monk level will never be the opponent of the masters, even if you are a master at the ninth level of the monks!" the bald master said with a smile.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer!

100 meters...

Fifty meters...

Thirty meters...

The iron fist of the bald venerable had turned into a fiery crimson color like a burning falling meteorite. A powerful energy impact had already made the monks who were far away down the hillside feel fear.

And what about Li Tian?

At this time, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Tian's mouth, he raised the Heavenly Spear with difficulty, and roared: "Go to hell!"