Thunder Martial

\"You saved me?\" Zhang Haotian looked at the purple.

\"You saved yourself.\" Amethyst faint road.

Zhang Haotian looked at the wound on his body, and there were traces of elixir. Shen Sheng said: \"Thank you, I owe you a life.\"

The cold youth is no longer cold.

\"Don't thank, my name is Zi Yan, Ling Wuzong disciple, you can survive mainly because your willpower and physical fitness are far superior to ordinary people. \" Purple faint smile. Zhang Haotian was very hurt. He was awake in just two days, and his constitution was definitely good.

\"Zhang Yutian, War Wuzong.\" Zhang Yutian said: "In short, I owe you a life."

\"You can still go, two days, it is estimated that the chase is coming." "Purple don't want to entangle in this matter, and turn."

Zhang Haotian has stood up and moved to the bones and bones. ": No problem."

There was a slap in the eyes of Zi Yan. This physique of the sky is really unusual. He nodded, "Go, let's go."

The two had just left, and less than half an hour later, there were four figures rushing towards this side, and they arrived at the place where the purple scorpion stayed.

\"Let's take a step late, they are gone." The youth headed by the indifference.

\"Chasing, the early morning brother's account, must be completed." "There is another youth road.

Others nodded and cheered for the front. Between the infuriating, the strength of the four people was revealed, and they were all ten layers of infuriating.

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The injury has not healed. Just a few dozen miles away, Zhang Haotian will not work.

\"You go, I am afraid I can't." Zhang Yutian relied on a big tree, panting, and the wound he had healed, and there were signs of cracking, and blood flowed down the wound.

\"Before the serious injury did not die, this is where?" "Zi Xiao smiled and squatted: "Go, I am carrying you."

Zhang Haotian hesitated for a while and finally thanked: "Thank you."

\"you are welcome.\"

\"Why save me?\"

\"The road is not flat and the knife helps." "Zi Xiao smiled: "Of course, there is another point, your fate is very similar, our sectarians chase me, you are also chased by your sects. The same fate The same encounter is also a confidant.\"

"Friends." Zhang Yitian stunned, apparently touching the word.

The purple scorpion's physical strength is very good, carrying a person running, his face is not red and not breathing, walking in the mountains, the speed is not reduced.

It was just the body that was seriously injured on Zhang Yutian. It really couldn’t stand the long-term bumps. It didn’t take long for his face to become pale, and the wounds on his body bleed in many places, but he didn’t even blink.

"Are you okay?" asked Zi Yan.

"No problem." Zhang Haotian bit his teeth.

"This guy is really tenacious." Zi Yan's heart secretly, speeding up again, just taking into account Zhang Haotian's injury, the speed of the purple scorpion has decreased.

After two hours, the purple scorpion was exhausted, and Zhang Haotian on his back could not hold it anymore, only to stop and rest.

"I am going to get some elixir, and your wounds are bleeding again." Zi Yan Road, turned and left.

But at this time, four figures came out of the forest. The four men were dressed in black and black, their eyes were cold, their eyes were killing, and their eyes were locked in purple eyes.

The four were completely strangers, and the purple eyes frowned at each other, and the atmosphere of the whole body began to surge and be on the alert.

"It's you Zheng Hua!" At this time, Zhang Haotian's pupils shrank and exclaimed.

"We have been chasing you for several hours. Fortunately, we finally arrived. It seems that we are still coming, one is seriously injured, and the other is very expensive." The young man headed by Zheng Hua, the warrior’s inner disciple, saw After the two, his mouth will inevitably have a sneer, as if the two have become the shackles.

"It seems that this is God's will, God wants them to die." Another thin young man is also a cold road.

The four are approaching.

"Looking at the time, let's go, sorry, I am tired of you." Zhang Haotian blamed himself.

"What do you say, they are not only coming to you, but also to kill me." Zi Yan stepped forward, holding Zhang Haotian, let him lean on a big tree.

"I have no power to fight again. All four of them are ten-layered. You are not their opponents. Why do you want to die in vain?" Zhang Haotian said in anger.

"This is not a life-saving." Purple eyes flashed a cold light, "even if it is a life, I will bring a few people to bury."

"You...!" Zhang Haotian said something, but he found that his nephew choked, and he couldn't say anything. An unclear emotion appeared from the bottom of his heart, and his cold eyes seemed to be wet.

At this moment, I saw that Zizi was not a tall back, and Zhang Haotian seemed to understand the meaning of the brothers.

"Big words, today is your death." Zheng Hua is slowly approaching, the ten layers of infuriating are already surging.

"Zi Zi, let's go, I Zhang Yantian recognizes you as a brother, but I don't want to hurt you." Zhang Haotian whispered, and the back of the purple scorpion brought him too much touch.

"Oh, now I want to go and I can't go, so you still pray that I can win. Otherwise, we will really die today." Zi Yan smiled, his eyes were calm, and the black sword in his hand exudes a cold light. .

"This is Ling Fei's sword. Good boy, it is a bit of a force, but it still has to die." The voice fell, Zheng Hua's body flashed, rushing toward the purple scorpion, a cold light swept from the purple eyes.

Streamer swordsmanship!

The black light flickers, the black sword is like a streamer in front of the cold light, making a squeaking sound, the two arms are intersecting, in addition to the gold and iron symphony, there is a spark of the road.

Under one blow, the purple scorpion stepped back, and the two attacks exploded from him, and the energy of the cockroach went toward the purple scorpion.

The purple scorpion did not move, let this energy come from the impact, resisting these energy, because behind him is Zhang Haotian.

"Good boy, this is all right. It seems that I have looked down on you." Zheng Hua sneered, Zi Qiang's powerful body, blocking all the energy aftermath.

"Hey, I have never looked at you high. If I am alone, I will definitely be able to take your first level within three strokes." Zi Yan sneered.

"Is it?" Zheng Hua had a sneer in his eyes and said: "But it's a pity that you never have a chance to fight with me alone."

Another round of attacks showed that the presence of four layers of infuriating violent attacks against Ziyan.

Streamer sword!

Fusion skills!

Thunder means!

The purple scorpion is not to be outdone, and the strongest tricks in a moment are displayed. The sword light flashes, the tiger roars, the thunder rags, and a loud explosion appears from the forest.

"puff!"

After a round of attacks, the purple sputum vomited blood, and took a step back. The strength of the whole body was exhausted. The sweat was full of sweat and the clothes were wet. In contrast, the other four were calm and relaxed, but there was not much consumption, but in the eyes of everyone. There is a touch of accident.

The powerful combat power of Zi Yan is far more than the imagination of four people. Even if it is running all the way, it still blocks their two waves of attacks.

At the same time, they were glad that they did not meet the two men in their heyday.

"Snoring, snoring." Zi Yan began to gasp, breathing sound like the sound of the bellows, very heavy.

At the same time, because of the high consumption, the heart of the purple scorpion began to violently beat.

"Kid, I see when you can hold on to resisting several attacks." Zheng Hua chilled, "attack again."

The four attacked again.

But in an instant, the sound of the purple scorpion weakened, and a violent breath appeared from the body. After reaching the limit of consumption, the heart was replenished again.

"No." Just under Zhang Weitian's wet eyes, Zi Yan attacked the defensive and rushed toward the four.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"

The silent impact, the sound of the thunder, the sound of the thunder, the sound of the sword, and the sound of the sword, resounded throughout the jungle.

The blood is swaying, roaring and screaming, and the screaming is constantly, and the sable is in a fierce battle with the existence of four ten layers of infuriating.

"puff."

The knife light flashed, and a hole was opened from the purple scorpion. At the same time, the black sword in the purple scorpion flashed and pierced the other's shoulder.

"boom."

A purple fist has a punch in the chest, but on the contrary, a thunder blows from the other's chest. With the body of the nine-level fierce beast, the purple scorpion is only attacking and not defending. It is completely replaced by life, and it hurts and hurts. A knife must be a sword.

So desperately playing, it is even more hot than desperately, Saburo, for a time, the existence of four ten layers of infuriating, even the fear of being beaten, is in a disadvantage.

"No." Zhang Haotian has been annoyed to the extreme, Zi Yan is a genius, true genius, if you really die here, Zhang Haotian will regret the world, but he, he has the heart to help, but no strength, at this moment, He didn't even have the strength to get up.

I could only watch the scars on the purple scorpion in one after another, the blood line after another, the tears slid down the cheeks, and Zhang Xiaotian, who had always been ruthless, shed tears at this moment.

"Peng!"

After a sudden explosion, the battle was separated again. The purple scorpion stepped back a few steps, and the body was covered with scars. It was blocked in front of Zhang Haotian. His face was bloody, his clothes were broken, he was very embarrassed, but his eyes were still bright. calm.

And look at the other four, and now a face is gloomy, everyone's eyes are full of shock.

"Good boy, it is a small look at you." Zheng Huajun wiped the blood on his cheeks and saw a sharp sword on his face. This is after he stabbed a sword in the heart of Zi Yan. Backhand, almost cut his half face.

"Kill, this son does not die today, he met nature when we die, and fights to hurt him." Another young man who was pierced by a shoulder is also a cold road.

"Come on." Zi Yan held the black sword and rushed to the crowd again.

Jianguang flashed again. The purple scorpion began to desperately, but no one noticed that many wounds on the sable, after a few breaths, once again hit the blood, and the wounds showed signs of healing.

Only by the battle of life and death can we hone ourselves.

"Flower Sword!"

"Wandering step!"

"Thunder is pointing!"

The sable is playing the ball with death. Everything is a unique heart. The constant supply of energy makes the sable reach the other limit from one limit. At the same time, the understanding of these three first-class combat techniques is under the threat of death. It is also progressing at an unprecedented speed.

"boom."

One strike and two sides retreat again. This is the fifth time that Ziyan has launched an attack. He himself has reached the limit twice. The wounds around him are numerous. The wounds can be rolled up to see the meat inside, but there is no bloodshed.

After the human body's consumption reaches its limit, ~www.ltnovel.com~ the heart can provide energy, but after life reaches the limit, it seems to have fallen.

Aster has felt his life and is about to reach the limit.

"Kill!" But he is still insisting, still rushing to four people.

"This is a monster, you two to kill Zhang Haotian." Zheng Hua four people, finally defeated under the powerful offensive of Zi Yan, their consumption is also very large.

Zheng Huachong turned to Zi Yan, under the attack, stabbed in the chest of Zi Yan, but then there was a black sword flying, to cut off his head, in desperation, Zheng Huafei retreat, at the same time, another person with purple The battle is coming together.

The two men were entangled in the purple sable, and the other two had already ran towards Zhang Haotian. When Zi was discovered, it was already late, and the two had already arrived in front of Zhang Haotian.

The knife light flashed suddenly, Zhang Haotian tried his best to dodge, and finally escaped a blow, followed by a punch, toward his brain. At this moment, Zhang Haotian has no more dodge, can only watch the fist Called, the next moment, it seems that I can hear the broken head.

"No." On the occasion of his death, Zhang Haotian heard the unwilling voice of Zi Yan.

"Thank you, brother." Zhang Haotian's heart has never been so calm, even in the face of death, because today, he has a brother.

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