Dad! It’s him, it’s him who makes trouble at our auction!
Once liberated, the boy healed and forgot the pain. He ran to Jian Zhantian and shouted loudly.
Humph! It’s all you are not good at!
Jian Zhantian waved his hand and slapped it. That was four million. Just for this useless son, he gave out four million for free. This slap was still light.
Very good! Everything that should be solved has been solved, and it’s time for me to go back!
Zhichi smiled, but he also knew that if he wanted to go back, he would probably fight.
But Zhichi welcomes him. How could he give up this good opportunity to make money?
Give up is an idiot
Want to leave? Boy, my four million is not that easy to spend!
Jian Zhantian smiled with a cloudy smile, as long as his son comes back, he will not be afraid of anyone. Even if he is the War Saint, he dares to fight. This leader is not a fake.
Leader, you have to think about it. Fighting with me will cost money!
Zhichi said with a smile
You win first and then I'll talk about it!
The Crazy Wars Heaven is now in anger. Where can I hear Zhichi's words? He stretched out his hand and took out a big red sword, pointed it straight at Zhichi, and slashed it down.
How could Zhichi be chopped like this? If he was chopped like this easily, he would not be Zhichi
The toes gently slid on the ground, and Zhichi easily escaped from the attack range of the fiery red sword.
Not bad! Take my flame slash again!
If one blow fails, Jian Zhantian stops and slowly gathers Dou Qi, and his momentum also increases. The invisible energy rushes towards Zhichi.
Zhichi stood there without realizing it, looking at Jian Zhantian with a smile. Although his invisible momentum was fierce, it could not shake Zhichi. The attitude of dealing with Yuxin surprised Jian Zhantian and was unwilling to admit defeat. Jian Zhantian's fighting spirit and momentum increased again.
But what Kuang Zhantian didn't expect was that Zhichi showed no sign of being shaken under his fierce aura.
Thinking that Zhichi didn't take him seriously, Wuming got angry and shouted, the red sword with a powerful fighting spirit, fiercely slashed towards Zhichi again
Zhichi was a little helpless. He didn't have any weapons. Although he had not lost his aura, he would not be injured with his unique body skills, but he could not let go of his hands and feet. He could not make Kuang Zhantian injured.
Difficult to deal with Ah!
There is no way, Zhichi chooses to dodge
Leader, Ah! You bully people!
Zhichi ran and shouted loudly
How did I bully you?
Unexpectedly, Zhichi would say such a sentence, and Jian Zhantian's attack couldn't help but slow down.
Look at Ah, you are holding a big sword and I don’t have any weapons. Isn’t this bullying me who I bully?
Zhizi smiled
you……
Jian Zhantian stopped talking, and the sword slashed down again with a thousand pounds.
Hello! Demon Killer, do you have any weapons Ah? Lend me to use it!
Zhichi shouted loudly to Guishen, as if he had forgotten that he had to compete with Guishen.
Everyone watching the battle on the side was also a little funny. How could anyone borrow weapons on the battlefield?
Isn’t this a joke for a person like Zhichi to be the first, and he also borrows weapons from his opponents?
But everyone did not laugh, because when Guishen heard Zhichi's words, he immediately took out a weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword, and threw it at Zhichi who was dodging him.
Oh! Not bad, it's a samurai sword. I'll use it first and I'll give you back later!
Zhichi took the weapon thrown by the ghost kill to his hand and saw that it turned out to be a samurai sword. His affection for the ghost kill immediately disappeared.
But no matter what, the weapon belongs to someone else, so it is already quite good to be able to borrow your own weapon at this time
My God!
Just as Zhichi was receiving the weapon, Jian Zhantian's great sword pounced down again, and the fighting spirit carried by the great sword was even more prosperous in the past, as if a sword had slashed Zhichi.
Continue to avoid this sword, Zhichi began to face the Crazy Warsky head-on
Want to fight hard?
Good Ah!
Let's fight hard!
Who is afraid of who Ah?
Zhichi's internal force was poured into the samurai sword, and hesitated to meet the great sword that came from Jian Zhantian without hesitation.
The energy of both sides suddenly burst out, and the gravel and dust on the ground flew everywhere. Some people around them felt the power of both sides. They were hit by the gravel, as if they were punched hard.
Both sides took several steps and stared at each other
At this time, they had a certain understanding of each other. In terms of strength, Zhichi was much better than Kuang Zhantian. Just now, Zhichi's casual sword actually blocked Kuang Zhantian's sword with all his strength. This shows that Zhichi is better than Kuang Zhantian's sword.
The Crazy Warstian was extremely shocked. He was already a super war emperor close to the level of War Saint, and he could not resist a young man under twenty years old. What does this mean?
This shows that the young man in front of him has surpassed him and reached the level of the War Saint
This discovery made him a little discouraged. Zhan Sheng was the goal he had been pursuing. He worked hard for forty or fifty years, but he was not as good as a young boy in his twenties.
Master, let’s continue Ah!
Zhizi smiled and took the initiative to pounce on Jian Zhantian
Jian Zhantian, who was already a little timid in his heart, hurriedly raised his sword and met Zhichi's full strength. In a hurry, he was Zhichi's opponent? With a bang, Jian Zhantian flew backwards like a cannonball.
The flying backwards of the Crazy Wars sky had no other thoughts, and the heart was like a blue sea and windy, surging: How could it be? It was absolutely impossible, how could I lose to a young boy? How could he be so powerful? I don’t believe it! I definitely don’t believe it!
I want to deny that Zhini's idea has exceeded his opinion, but the facts are in front of him, and he can't help but believe it
I don't believe it!
Jian Zhantian was really unwilling to be defeated by Zhichi's sword, and shouted wildly, and the fighting spirit on his body was also gathering wildly. The fiery red fighting spirit spread everywhere. Everyone around him felt the fiery red fighting spirit's hot temperature, which dispersed from afar.
Come again!
Zhichi's attack just now brought him absolute confidence, and he was sure to completely destroy the Crazy Warstian.
Fighting the world!
With an angry roar, the fighting spirit of the Crazy Sky turned into countless powerful streams. The sword burned like a flame and stabbed Zhichi. As the sword danced, the countless fiery fighting spirits were as if under command, and rushed towards Zhichi fiercely.
The sound of the powerful flowing through the air is even more shocking
Zhichi also saw the power of this attack, and knew that if he couldn't handle it well, he would never get any benefits. He secretly gathered all his internal forces and attacked the Crazy Battle Heaven with the power of ten thousand pounds.
The two forces finally collided with each other, and a loud bang, and the wood and stones within two feet of radius were shattered. The energy overflowed and countless impacts broke out on the ground. The sound of breaking the wind raised the gravel and mud in the sky, but this was not over. Several red qi lights were like flame tongues, combined into a half-foot-wide red blade and shot at Zhichi again.
Break it for me!
Zhichi shouted angrily, the samurai sword raised high, his eyes tightly locked in the Crazy Warsky Sky, and a sharp light flashed, like a lightning flashing across the sky, hitting the Crazy Warsky Sky's big sword hard
The space between Zhichi and Jian Zhantian seemed to be twisted, and the red blade and lightning were entangled. When Zhichi's sword touched Jian Zhantian's sword, there was another loud bang, rumbled across the world.
When the burst of energy, dust, sand and stones calmed down, Zhichi held the sword in one hand, stood tall and straight, Zhuo Juechaofan seemed to have never taken any action, but Jian Zhantian sat on the ground with a pale face, breathing deeply, and staring at Zhichi with a dull look at Zhichi with a dull look
After a long time, the genius of Brutal War vomited a mouthful of blood and said hoarsely: I lost!
Once liberated, the boy healed and forgot the pain. He ran to Jian Zhantian and shouted loudly.
Humph! It’s all you are not good at!
Jian Zhantian waved his hand and slapped it. That was four million. Just for this useless son, he gave out four million for free. This slap was still light.
Very good! Everything that should be solved has been solved, and it’s time for me to go back!
Zhichi smiled, but he also knew that if he wanted to go back, he would probably fight.
But Zhichi welcomes him. How could he give up this good opportunity to make money?
Give up is an idiot
Want to leave? Boy, my four million is not that easy to spend!
Jian Zhantian smiled with a cloudy smile, as long as his son comes back, he will not be afraid of anyone. Even if he is the War Saint, he dares to fight. This leader is not a fake.
Leader, you have to think about it. Fighting with me will cost money!
Zhichi said with a smile
You win first and then I'll talk about it!
The Crazy Wars Heaven is now in anger. Where can I hear Zhichi's words? He stretched out his hand and took out a big red sword, pointed it straight at Zhichi, and slashed it down.
How could Zhichi be chopped like this? If he was chopped like this easily, he would not be Zhichi
The toes gently slid on the ground, and Zhichi easily escaped from the attack range of the fiery red sword.
Not bad! Take my flame slash again!
If one blow fails, Jian Zhantian stops and slowly gathers Dou Qi, and his momentum also increases. The invisible energy rushes towards Zhichi.
Zhichi stood there without realizing it, looking at Jian Zhantian with a smile. Although his invisible momentum was fierce, it could not shake Zhichi. The attitude of dealing with Yuxin surprised Jian Zhantian and was unwilling to admit defeat. Jian Zhantian's fighting spirit and momentum increased again.
But what Kuang Zhantian didn't expect was that Zhichi showed no sign of being shaken under his fierce aura.
Thinking that Zhichi didn't take him seriously, Wuming got angry and shouted, the red sword with a powerful fighting spirit, fiercely slashed towards Zhichi again
Zhichi was a little helpless. He didn't have any weapons. Although he had not lost his aura, he would not be injured with his unique body skills, but he could not let go of his hands and feet. He could not make Kuang Zhantian injured.
Difficult to deal with Ah!
There is no way, Zhichi chooses to dodge
Leader, Ah! You bully people!
Zhichi ran and shouted loudly
How did I bully you?
Unexpectedly, Zhichi would say such a sentence, and Jian Zhantian's attack couldn't help but slow down.
Look at Ah, you are holding a big sword and I don’t have any weapons. Isn’t this bullying me who I bully?
Zhizi smiled
you……
Jian Zhantian stopped talking, and the sword slashed down again with a thousand pounds.
Hello! Demon Killer, do you have any weapons Ah? Lend me to use it!
Zhichi shouted loudly to Guishen, as if he had forgotten that he had to compete with Guishen.
Everyone watching the battle on the side was also a little funny. How could anyone borrow weapons on the battlefield?
Isn’t this a joke for a person like Zhichi to be the first, and he also borrows weapons from his opponents?
But everyone did not laugh, because when Guishen heard Zhichi's words, he immediately took out a weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword, and threw it at Zhichi who was dodging him.
Oh! Not bad, it's a samurai sword. I'll use it first and I'll give you back later!
Zhichi took the weapon thrown by the ghost kill to his hand and saw that it turned out to be a samurai sword. His affection for the ghost kill immediately disappeared.
But no matter what, the weapon belongs to someone else, so it is already quite good to be able to borrow your own weapon at this time
My God!
Just as Zhichi was receiving the weapon, Jian Zhantian's great sword pounced down again, and the fighting spirit carried by the great sword was even more prosperous in the past, as if a sword had slashed Zhichi.
Continue to avoid this sword, Zhichi began to face the Crazy Warsky head-on
Want to fight hard?
Good Ah!
Let's fight hard!
Who is afraid of who Ah?
Zhichi's internal force was poured into the samurai sword, and hesitated to meet the great sword that came from Jian Zhantian without hesitation.
The energy of both sides suddenly burst out, and the gravel and dust on the ground flew everywhere. Some people around them felt the power of both sides. They were hit by the gravel, as if they were punched hard.
Both sides took several steps and stared at each other
At this time, they had a certain understanding of each other. In terms of strength, Zhichi was much better than Kuang Zhantian. Just now, Zhichi's casual sword actually blocked Kuang Zhantian's sword with all his strength. This shows that Zhichi is better than Kuang Zhantian's sword.
The Crazy Warstian was extremely shocked. He was already a super war emperor close to the level of War Saint, and he could not resist a young man under twenty years old. What does this mean?
This shows that the young man in front of him has surpassed him and reached the level of the War Saint
This discovery made him a little discouraged. Zhan Sheng was the goal he had been pursuing. He worked hard for forty or fifty years, but he was not as good as a young boy in his twenties.
Master, let’s continue Ah!
Zhizi smiled and took the initiative to pounce on Jian Zhantian
Jian Zhantian, who was already a little timid in his heart, hurriedly raised his sword and met Zhichi's full strength. In a hurry, he was Zhichi's opponent? With a bang, Jian Zhantian flew backwards like a cannonball.
The flying backwards of the Crazy Wars sky had no other thoughts, and the heart was like a blue sea and windy, surging: How could it be? It was absolutely impossible, how could I lose to a young boy? How could he be so powerful? I don’t believe it! I definitely don’t believe it!
I want to deny that Zhini's idea has exceeded his opinion, but the facts are in front of him, and he can't help but believe it
I don't believe it!
Jian Zhantian was really unwilling to be defeated by Zhichi's sword, and shouted wildly, and the fighting spirit on his body was also gathering wildly. The fiery red fighting spirit spread everywhere. Everyone around him felt the fiery red fighting spirit's hot temperature, which dispersed from afar.
Come again!
Zhichi's attack just now brought him absolute confidence, and he was sure to completely destroy the Crazy Warstian.
Fighting the world!
With an angry roar, the fighting spirit of the Crazy Sky turned into countless powerful streams. The sword burned like a flame and stabbed Zhichi. As the sword danced, the countless fiery fighting spirits were as if under command, and rushed towards Zhichi fiercely.
The sound of the powerful flowing through the air is even more shocking
Zhichi also saw the power of this attack, and knew that if he couldn't handle it well, he would never get any benefits. He secretly gathered all his internal forces and attacked the Crazy Battle Heaven with the power of ten thousand pounds.
The two forces finally collided with each other, and a loud bang, and the wood and stones within two feet of radius were shattered. The energy overflowed and countless impacts broke out on the ground. The sound of breaking the wind raised the gravel and mud in the sky, but this was not over. Several red qi lights were like flame tongues, combined into a half-foot-wide red blade and shot at Zhichi again.
Break it for me!
Zhichi shouted angrily, the samurai sword raised high, his eyes tightly locked in the Crazy Warsky Sky, and a sharp light flashed, like a lightning flashing across the sky, hitting the Crazy Warsky Sky's big sword hard
The space between Zhichi and Jian Zhantian seemed to be twisted, and the red blade and lightning were entangled. When Zhichi's sword touched Jian Zhantian's sword, there was another loud bang, rumbled across the world.
When the burst of energy, dust, sand and stones calmed down, Zhichi held the sword in one hand, stood tall and straight, Zhuo Juechaofan seemed to have never taken any action, but Jian Zhantian sat on the ground with a pale face, breathing deeply, and staring at Zhichi with a dull look at Zhichi with a dull look
After a long time, the genius of Brutal War vomited a mouthful of blood and said hoarsely: I lost!
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