Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 235
I saw two young men wearing animal skins flying in the air, with wolf head totems engraved on their foreheads.

"Young master, my subordinates are here to help you."

One of them held a bow and arrow, and shot another arrow at Zhao Letian as he spoke. The arrow was very powerful, much more powerful than Zhao Letian's multiple shots.

"Dare to provoke my young master of the Sirius tribe, you will die."

The other person held a scimitar, swooped down, and slashed at Zhao Letian.

"Haha, well done, the three of us will kill this kid together."

Mastiff Tian's eyes showed surprise, he turned back, and took out a two-star spiritual weapon scimitar from the storage ring, displayed the elementary martial arts of Xuan level, and came to kill Zhao Letian.

"Hmph, chasing wind steps, Daluo's palm print, Liuyun swordsmanship."

Zhao Letian snorted coldly. First, he used his martial arts skills and a heavy wind to avoid the sharp arrow. Then he flipped his hand and made a golden swastika palm print, blasting at the young man who swooped down from the sky, and finally swung his sword to slash at the young man. The mastiff day struck.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

After a burst of shock, Zhao Letian knocked Mastiff back with his sword, but at the same time, his big Luo palm print was shattered by the swooping young man, and finally, the opponent's scimitar struck three of his body. Even though he couldn't break through the super armor, the powerful force in the scimitar pierced through the armor and pushed him back, causing his body to be overwhelmed.

"Three-star spiritual weapon scimitar, yellow-level high-level sword and martial arts?"

Zhao Letian's eyes were fixed, and he scanned the two people who came suddenly with vigilance.

Although these two are only Mastiff Tian's subordinates, they are not ordinary warriors, they are very talented and powerful, and they are formidable opponents.

"Zhao Zilong, you only have one person, but we have three people. No matter how talented you are, you will definitely die today. Kill."

Mastiff smiled coldly, said very proudly, and at the same time slashed at Zhao Letian again.

"Look at the arrows."

"Die."

At the same time, those two youths also attacked Zhao Letian at the same time.

"Walk."

Zhao Letian's thoughts turned sharply, and then he swept out a powerful sword light, attacked the three people, and at the same time displayed body skills and a heavy wind, and fled to the distance without hesitation.

His strength was only enough to barely kill Mastiff. If he added these two young men with strong strength, he would have no chance of winning and had no choice but to leave.

"Can you go, stop him for me."

Mastiff said coldly, after being hunted down by Zhao Letian for a while, he held back his anger, if he didn't kill Zhao Letian, it would be hard for him to relieve his hatred.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ......"

As soon as the words fell, the young man with a bow and arrow shot an arrow into the distant sky. Immediately, a rain of arrows with fire appeared in the sky, shooting at Zhao Letian overwhelmingly, completely blocking his escape route.

"Humph."

Zhao Letian frowned, snorted coldly, and while using his martial arts to dodge quickly, he swung his sword across and split the incoming flaming arrows.

"kill."

At this time, Mastiff Tian and another young man with a scimitar took the opportunity to catch up, their eyes were cold, flashing with cruel killing intent, and at the same time they slashed at Zhao Letian.

"Da Luo palm print, Liu Yun sword."

Zhao Letian remained calm in the face of danger, he made a golden swastika palm print with one hand and blasted towards Mastiff Tian, ​​while with the other hand, he swung his sword and slashed at the young man holding a scimitar.

"Boom! Boom!"

This time, Zhao Letian slashed down with his sword, causing the young man holding the scimitar to vomit blood, and flew upside down, and he himself was also slashed by Mastiff, with a thread of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, Mastiff Tian, ​​who was holding a two-star spiritual weapon, had much weaker attack power than before, so Zhao Letian's injury was not serious.

"kill."

Without waiting for the opponent to attack again, Zhao Letian flickered his figure and swung his sword at the young man who just got up from the ground holding a scimitar.

To break the opponent's numerical advantage, he must first concentrate his strength and kill one of them.

"Don't think about it."

The young man holding a bow and arrow saw Zhao Letian's plan and immediately shot an arrow at Zhao Letian.

"roll."

Zhao Letian yelled angrily, with impatience in his eyes, and with a backhand sword, a mighty sword light slashed out, directly shaking the incoming sharp arrow. At the same time, the sword light continued to slash at the young man holding the bow and arrow .

But taking advantage of this opportunity, the young man with the scimitar has already dodged to the side, distanced himself from Zhao Letian, and stared at him covetously.

At the same time, the young man with a bow and arrow hurriedly shot another arrow, defeating Zhao Letian's sword glow.

"Don't resist, you will not escape today."

At this time, Mastiff Tian from behind smiled coldly, and swung his knife again to slash at him.

These two subordinates are warriors carefully selected by him from the Sirius Tribe. They are both talented and strong, especially with rich practical experience. Together, the three of them will definitely not give Zhao Letian any chance. Opportunity.

"Three against one? Tsk tsk, the young master of the Sirius tribe is really promising."

At this moment, a voice of cynicism came.

"who?"

Mastiff was startled suddenly, stopped attacking quickly, and followed the sound.

At the same time, Zhao Letian looked over curiously.

I saw that the person who came was dressed in black and carried a black iron rod on his shoulder. He looked majestic and majestic.

"Murong Zhan?"

"Little Prince?"

Mastiff and Zhao Letian both recognized the person who came, this person is the son of King Wen, Murong Zhan who is temporarily ranked fourth.

"Murong Zhan, this matter has nothing to do with you. You'd better not interfere. Although you are a member of the royal family, we, the Sirius tribe, are not easy to mess with. Leave this place immediately, or don't blame me for being rude."

Mastiff Tian said in a deep voice, Murong Zhan's status is extraordinary after all, he didn't dare to do it directly, so he had to show respect first and then fight.

"Threatening me? Do you think Xiao Wang was scared of me? I have never been used to bullying the few with the more. Brother Zilong, leave this mastiff to me, and you go and deal with the other two."

Murong Zhan smiled coldly, said disdainfully, then directly swung the iron rod, and slammed it hard at Mastiff.

"it is good."

Zhao Letian was overjoyed, nodded, and immediately swung the three-star long sword, slashing at the young man holding the scimitar. This person has been wounded by him, and he is the easiest to kill.

"laugh!"

The next moment, the sword light flashed, and before the young man with the scimitar came back to his senses, the astonishingly fast Zhao Letian directly sealed his throat with a sword and beheaded him on the spot.

"hateful."

The young man with the bow and arrow was also distracted by Murong Zhan's sudden appearance, so that he couldn't help his companion in time, and his eyes couldn't help but show annoyance.

"It's your turn to die."

Zhao Letian waved his hand, put away the booty, and then looked at the young man holding a bow and arrow with cold eyes, and displayed his martial arts and wind power. In an instant, the sword light flashed again, and he sealed his throat with a sword.

(End of this chapter)