Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 231 Can't fight at all

Zhao Letian was startled, and hurriedly put on the three-star low-grade spirit weapon armor, dodged to the side, and looked intently.

I saw that the person who came was a sturdy young man wearing a short animal skin jacket and disheveled hair. He had a rough appearance and a wolf's head totem was engraved on his forehead.

"Sirius Tribe, Mastiff Heaven."

Zhao Letian's eyes showed vigilance, he clenched the long sword in his hand tightly, and his body swelled with the power of true essence.

Mastiff Tian of the Sirius Tribe, whose real cultivation is the eighth level of true martial arts, is very powerful, and should be much stronger than Wan Yanzheng, who is one of the top ten princes.

And even if his cultivation is suppressed to the first level of Zhenwu, this Mastiff still cannot be underestimated, temporarily ranking No.3, even Murong Zhan, the son of King Wen, is not as good as him.

"It's you, the No.1 in the last assessment, Zhao Zilong, you are worthy of competing with us with your mere cultivation of the fourth level of true martial arts? Hmph, you were lucky enough to get No.1 in the last assessment, this one will be yours!" Immediately reveal your secrets, you didn’t even make it into the top ten, you’re just a piece of trash, go to hell.”

Aotian also recognized Zhao Letian, with disdain in his eyes, he snorted coldly, swung the scimitar in his hand, and slashed at Zhao Letian.

"Three-star spiritual weapon? Mysterious-level elementary sword technique? Hmph, Liuyun sword technique."

Zhao Letian was slightly startled, but there was no fear on his face, and he swung the long sword in his hand and slashed at him.

"Oh!"

When the swords and swords intersected, the powerful power of true essence erupted, and the two retreated at the same time, and they were evenly divided, neither of them took advantage.

However, the sword in Zhao Letian's hand was cut with a gap, and some small cracks appeared on the sword body.

The sword in his hand is only a one-star spiritual weapon, so naturally it cannot compete with the opponent's three-star spiritual weapon.

But it doesn't matter, he still has a few one-star spirit weapons in his storage ring, which are enough to fight this mastiff.

"A mere yellow-level mid-level martial skill can compete with me?"

Mastiff Tian said with a gloomy face, frowning.

"Your Xuan-level rudimentary-level swordsmanship has not been cultivated to the point of Xiaocheng, and I have completely mastered the Huang-level intermediate-level swordsmanship. In terms of power, it is no worse than yours. If you want to kill me, your strength is not enough. "

Zhao Letian said indifferently, this Mastiff is very powerful, he is not sure how to defeat him now, he doesn't want to entangle with this person, he just wants to force him back.

"Hmph, self-righteous, how can you, a nameless junior like you, be able to predict the strength of my son? Ghost step, kill."

Mastiff snorted coldly, his figure flickered, and turned into a vague and strange afterimage, looming, and swung his scimitar to kill Zhao Letian.

"Xuan-level elementary movement skills? Liuyun swordsmanship, slash."

Zhao Letian was startled again, but he remained calm in the face of danger. He stood motionless on the spot, mustered the power of his true essence, and swung his sword to cut out a crescent-shaped sword light, sweeping towards a fan-shaped area in front of him.

His agility and martial arts are only at the elementary level of the yellow class, and they cannot be compared with Mastiff Tian's agility at all. Although Mastiff's agility and martial arts have not yet been cultivated to a small degree, they are faster than his wind chasing step, which he has cultivated to a great degree. quick.

In other words, if he couldn't fight his body, he could only stand still and defend.

"You just want to defend against my son's attack? Naive, go to hell."

With a flash of Mastiff's figure, he easily dodged Zhao Letian's sword light and slashed at Zhao Letian's head with a scimitar.

"Da Luo's palm print."

But taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Letian turned his hand and made a golden swastika palm print, blasting towards Mastiff.

"It's just a yellow-level elementary martial skill, and the mantis arm is just a cart, it's useless."

Mastiff smiled disdainfully, smashed the swastika palm print with one knife, and continued to chop at Zhao Letian.

"Whoosh."

Taking advantage of the moment of time gained by the palm print of the swastika, Zhao Letian's figure flickered, and he showed his martial arts chasing wind step, and tried his best to avoid it.

"Chong."

Mastiff Tian slashed down, but failed to hit Zhao Letian's head, but slashed down from Zhao Letian's shoulder, drawing a series of sparks on the three-star spiritual weapon armor, leaving a white knife mark.

"Three-star armor? So what, you're still going to die."

Mastiff Tian frowned, his eyes flashed coldly, and he swung his knife again to slash at Zhao Letian.

"Da Luo's palm print."

However, before Mastiff could strike the sword, Zhao Letian, relying on his rich combat experience, made another golden swastika palm print while dodging, directly hitting Mastiff's ribs.

"Oh!"

A muffled sound came, and Mastiff, who was caught off guard, was blown away by Zhao Letian, but he was not injured, he just frowned slightly, and there was anger in his eyes. With combat skills, hitting him with a palm in a disadvantaged situation is simply a shame and a great humiliation.

"Three-star spirit weapon armor?"

Zhao Letian took advantage of the recoil of the palm just now to distance himself from Mastiff, but when he looked intently, he couldn't help frowning, feeling rather depressed.

I saw that after the animal skin jacket on that Mastiff Tian was torn apart by his palm, a three-star low-grade spirit weapon armor was exposed inside.

Three-star knife, three-star armor, plus two elementary martial arts at the Xuan level, this mastiff's equipment is so good that it is impossible to fight at all.

"Boy, I will definitely tear you to pieces."

Mastiff Tian had already been hit by Zhao Letian's palm, with cold killing intent flashing in his eyes, he slashed at Zhao Letian again.

"I won't play with you anymore, explode."

Zhao Letian made a prompt decision, controlled the already damaged one-star long sword with the power of true essence, shot at Mastiff Tian, ​​and before being destroyed by the opponent's three-star scimitar, he took the initiative to detonate it, bursting out a powerful sword of true essence The force, mixed with a large number of spirit weapon fragments, bombarded the mastiff sky overwhelmingly.

"Damn it, you actually blew up your spiritual weapon, but even so, you still can't run away."

Caught off guard, Mastiff Tian's face was scratched by the fragments of the spiritual weapon, but he was not seriously injured because of the three-star armor on his body. With a sweep of the scimitar in his hand, he easily calmed down the storm of the spiritual weapon's self-explosion, and then quickly Cut to Zhao Letian.

"Whoosh!"

But at this time, Zhao Letian took out another one-star long sword, turned it into a sword light, and flew directly to the direction where the teleportation array was located in the distance.

Possessing three-star armor and having cultivated Xuan-level elementary body martial arts, Mastiff Tian is already invincible. Even if Zhao Letian can deal with him by various means, he can't do anything to him. The fighting time is long There is even a possibility of danger. Therefore, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Zhao Letian must try to escape. If there is no other way, he can only leave through the teleportation array.

"Stupid, I'm stronger than you, whether it's body skills or spirit weapons, where can you run?"

Mastiff smiled coldly, and then controlled the three-star machete, turned into a faster streamer, and chased after Zhao Letian.

"Multiple shots."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Letian on the flying sword suddenly turned around, took out the spiritual weapon bow and arrow, and shot out one arrow, which turned into seven sharp arrows, blocking Mastiff Tian's path from different directions.

(End of this chapter)