Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 409
In addition to the dead Wanyan Zheng, there were also people at the true martial arts level present, including Xiao Yan, Yu Wenhui, Xu Ye, Mastiff Tian, ​​and a talented young man from Lei Zeguo.

None of the five of them were weaker than Wanyan Zheng, and it could even be said that they were all above Wanyan Zheng.

Especially Xiao Yan and Yu Wenhui, who think that they are far superior to Zhao Letian.

However, if they fight alone, they are not absolutely sure to kill Zhao Letian.

But if the five of them joined forces, killing Zhao Letian would definitely be as easy as pie.

"Okay, although I have never bothered to bully the few with the more and take advantage of others' dangers, this Zhao Zilong really deserves death. Today I will fight together and send him on his way!"

Yu Wenhui looked at Zhao Letian and smiled coldly.

Zhao Letian once defeated him unexpectedly in the secret realm of the wolf, which made him suffer great humiliation.

Later, on the monarch's birthday, Zhao Letian's congratulatory gifts overwhelmed him again.

Like Wan Yanzheng, Yu Wenhui also kept these things firmly in his heart, and had long wanted to put Zhao Letian to death.

"Zhao Zilong, do you still remember how you killed me in the illusion of killing? At that time, everyone's cultivation was suppressed to the first level of true martial arts. I can't do anything to you. Now in this outside world, My son's strength is not subject to any restrictions, you only have a dead end!"

Mastiff Tian also stood up, and behind him appeared a ferocious wolf-head phantom, which was the inherited Martial Soul of the Sirius tribe.

"That day in the Dajin King's Palace, a king-level powerhouse came forward to stop the battle between us and let you escape by chance. Now, no one can save you. Today, you will definitely die!"

Xu Ye, who was burning with flames, also walked out, with a crimson middle-grade spiritual weapon long knife emerging in his hand.

"Zhao Zilong, although there is no deep hatred between you and me, you should not get close to Princess Siyu. Your fate is decided by Tan Qing today!"

The young man from Lei Zeguo, who was wearing a blue robe, stepped out, and a huge ax appeared in his hand, surrounded by purple lightning bolts, his power was astonishing. Judging from his momentum alone, his strength was even higher than that of Mastiff Tian and Xu Xun. Above Ye, he was approaching Yu Wenhui and Xiao Yan.

Zhao Letian glanced at Tan Qing, he remembered that this person ranked sixth in Lei Ze Nation, which was comparable to Xu Ye's status in Tianhuo Nation.

In the blink of an eye, these people dispersed and surrounded Zhao Letian.

As for Master Yu, he had already retreated to the side.

If Zhao Letian needs him to take action, he doesn't mind slapping these so-called true martial arts geniuses to death.

But Zhao Letian could see that his current state was not suitable for taking action, so he didn't intend to let him intervene in the battle of people of true martial arts.

"Very good, the existence of the five peaks of the Ninth Layer of True Martial Arts, you, are qualified to let me use the sword."

Zhao Letian looked around at the crowd with cold eyes, without the slightest fear on his face, he put away the middle-grade spiritual weapon spear, and took out a middle-grade spiritual weapon long sword, with the sword on his body like a rainbow, straight to the sky.

"The sword power of the Nine Layer Peak?"

Sensing the powerful sword force on Zhao Letian's body, Xiao Yan and the others frowned, all showing serious expressions.

Zhao Letian's sword power is very frightening, it has already reached the limit of power, if it goes a step further, it can reach the state of subtlety.

However, fortunately, he has not reached the state of subtlety, otherwise, this battle would not be necessary. I am afraid that Xiao Yan and others will not have the courage to fight, because none of them have comprehended the state of subtlety. They are absolutely unable to resist the suppression.

"Hmph, you are not the only one with the sword power at the peak of the Nine Layers!"

Yu Wenhui snorted coldly, turned his hand and took out a long sword, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and a terrifying sword force emanated from his body, which had also reached the peak of the Ninth Layer.

It's just that, although they are all sword moves at the peak of the Nine Layers, Yu Wenhui's sword moves are not the same as Zhao Letian's sword moves. There is less aura of no regrets, and more viciousness. a feeling of.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

At the same time, Xiao Yan, Mastiff, Xu Ye, and Tan Qing from Lei Zeguo all unleashed their martial arts momentum at the peak of the Nine Layers.

Being able to represent their respective countries to the secret realm of the dynasty shows that they are all extraordinary geniuses, and it is not difficult for them to comprehend the power of the nine peaks.

All of a sudden, six different Nine Layers peak forces competed for glory and refused to give in to each other. In mid-air, they collided fiercely.

Although this kind of confrontation will not cause serious physical damage to the fighters, if anyone loses and is suppressed by the opponent's momentum, then the next battle will be completely defeated, and there is no need to fight at all.

Zhao Letian's sword posture is in the middle, being squeezed madly by the power of the other five postures.

Even though his sword power is extremely powerful, he would rather fold than surrender, but helplessly, none of the other five nine-level peak powers are much weaker than his sword power. The combined forces of the five different powers quickly suppressed his power. Sword momentum, and quickly compressed the space occupied by his sword momentum.

"Hehe, how powerful I thought you were, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. With this little ability, you dared to single out the five of us. I really don't know where you got your confidence and courage from."

With a sneer on his face, Xiao Yan stepped into the void, carrying the mighty Nine Layer Peak Fire, and pressed towards Zhao Letian step by step.

At the same time, Yu Wenhui and the others also had sneering complacent smiles on their faces.

Now, Zhao Letian's sword power is about to be forcibly suppressed back into his body by them.

And once Zhao Letian's sword retracted into his body, he would have lost half of the battle before the battle started, and he would be tortured and killed by the five of them.

Apart from them, those Zongwu Realm powerhouses at the scene also felt relieved, and their eyes all showed joy.

The current situation is very unfavorable to Zhao Letian, so they are naturally very happy.

Contrary to them, Master Yu frowned.

Judging from this situation, Zhao Letian can't compete with those five geniuses by himself. If there is no accident, the result will undoubtedly be defeated.

"My power, even in the face of the majesty of heaven and earth, I have never surrendered. How could you group of ants be able to suppress it, get out!"

But at this moment, Zhao Letian's eyes suddenly burst into light, and a boundless arrogance erupted like a volcano, sweeping across the audience in an instant.

This arrogance does not have any substantial offensive power, nor does it belong to the realm of Taoism. It is completely a strange force born spontaneously by Zhao Letian.

(End of this chapter)