"Ah!" A scream sounded. Zhao Zhi couldn't bear the pain anymore, rolled his eyes and fainted.
With a flash in his eyes, Zhao Zhen raised his sword again and aimed to slash it at Zhao Zhi's neck.
But at this moment, a green light suddenly emerged from the void and enveloped Zhao Zhi's body!
clang!
A sound like gold and iron clashing sounded, and Zhao Zhen's long sword was immediately blocked from the green light.
"Is this the life-saving formation of the battle tower?"
After muttering to himself, Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes.
He had already understood the nature of this battle tower when he first entered. People here could only hurt but not kill. Now that this formation appeared, he was not surprised.
At this time, wrapped in green light, Zhao Zhi's figure gradually disappeared, but Zhao Zhen looked at it with a cold smile.
He knew that although Zhao Zhi was not dead, his limbs were chopped off by him, so he was no different from being dead and could no longer pose a threat to him in the future.
Now the only person in the Zhao family who poses a threat to him is Zhao Qing.
"Zhao Qing is the daughter of the family leader, Zhao Yuanhai. She is one year older than me, but she is already an elite disciple, so she is a great threat to me."
As soon as his thoughts changed, Zhao Zhen knew that elite disciples were a status that only the Martial Spirit Realm could obtain.
The martial spirit realm and the warrior realm are completely different. The warrior realm only exercises the inner strength of the body, but the martial spirit realm can already use the inner strength to induce the surrounding aura and condense all kinds of incredible magical powers to attack.
It can be said that a strong man in the martial spirit realm can easily defeat dozens of strong men in the warrior realm.
"It seems I have to hurry up and make progress."
Talking to himself, Zhao Zhen knew clearly that if he wanted to prevent Zhao Qing from killing him, he must make progress again.
With a turn of his body, Zhao Zhen walked deeper into the first floor. Now that he was here, he naturally wanted to find a few more fellow disciples to practice in order to strengthen his actual combat.
But before he took two steps, suddenly, a chilling shout came from the side.
"Thief!"
Zhao Zhen was stunned, and immediately turned his head to look, and immediately saw the figure of a girl wearing a red dress and carrying a long knife on her back!
"He Yun!"
Zhao Zhen was excited. Although the girl wore a bamboo hat on her head, covering her face, the otherworldly aura of her body still made him recognize her at a glance!
"Thief, I finally found you! This time, I have to destroy you!"
The cold words came out again, and at the same time, there was a swish sound, and He Yun suddenly pulled out the long knife from behind and pointed it at Zhao Zhen!
A cold sword intent hit him, and all the hair on Zhao Zhen's body suddenly stood up.
But Zhao Zhen did not draw his sword, he just smiled bitterly, clasped his hands in his fists and said, "Senior Sister He, I told you, I really didn't break into your place on purpose last time. Of course, my apology was a bit hasty last time. It's my fault, junior brother." , now Junior Brother formally apologizes, I hope Senior Sister He can forgive me."
Saying that, Zhao Zhen bent down deeply.
He knew that he was indeed at fault in this matter, and it was understandable for the other party to be angry.
"Hmph, if apologizing is useful, why should I practice?"
He Yun snorted coldly, "If you just disturbed my practice before, it would not be unforgivable, but you looked at me and made a loud noise, so how can I forgive you?"
Zhao Zhen was stunned and said with a wry smile, "Senior sister, wasn't the situation urgent at the beginning..."
"No need to say it!"
He Yun interrupted Zhao Zhen and said coldly, "No matter how urgent the situation is, it doesn't mean you can insult my innocence! So watch the knife!"
call!
The light of the sword flickered, and He Yun just moved his palm, and an extremely thick white sword energy emerged, heading straight for Zhao Zhen!
"well."
Seeing this blow, Zhao Zhen sighed. He really didn't want to have any conflict with He Yun, but the other party refused to let him go, so he couldn't just sit back and wait for death.
Uh-huh!
As soon as the long sword was pulled out, the Hidden Edge Sword Technique exploded, and a bright sword light suddenly rushed towards the sword energy. There was only a bang, and the sword energy exploded directly!
At the same time, Zhao Zhen's sword light remained powerful and rushed towards He Yun again!
"Well! You've actually made progress again!" Shock flashed in He Yun's eyes, but the next moment she nodded, "But this is better! It saves others from saying I bully you!"
Swish, swish, swish!
After speaking out, He Yun slashed three more swords in succession, and heard the bang bang explosion. He Yun's first sword slashed through Zhao Zhen's remaining sword light, and the remaining two swords all arrived in front of Zhao Zhen, but they were blocked by Zhao Zhen. Zhao Zhen blocked it.
Zhao Zhen, who just blocked these two swords, looked serious, because there were already cracks in the tiger's mouth of his palm!
After just two collisions, he could hardly hold the sword!
At this point, he knew clearly that this He Yun was no ordinary ninth level warrior!
The other party must have stepped into the martial spirit realm!
"No, I have to leave. There's no point in fighting her."
As soon as the thought flashed, Zhao Zhen used the Wind Step to quickly retreat.
When fighting between warriors, within a large realm, it is best to find someone who is one or two smaller realms higher than yourself. This is the best way to increase your actual combat experience. But if you want to fight beyond a big realm, it is meaningless. You will just be tortured.
Zhao Zhen has no habit of being abused, so he naturally wants to leave.
"Run? Do you think I will let you run this time?"
Seeing Zhao Zhen's actions, He Yun smiled coldly, moved his left hand, and suddenly grasped the handle of her knife with his right hand.
And just this ordinary movement made He Yun exude a majestic aura, as if He Yun at this moment had become one with the surrounding void!
"not good!"
Zhao Zhen looked serious. Through the Wanjian Spiritual Root, he could feel that He Yun's inner energy had been raised to the extreme at this moment and was completely integrated with the surrounding air flow. This meant that the opponent's next slash was a range attack and he could not escape at all!
There was no other way. Zhao Zhen's body suddenly stopped, and he sheathed his sword suddenly. At the same time, he looked coldly at He Yun's sword.
Since you can't run, you can only fight!
And He Yun was holding the sword with both hands at this moment, raising it high, and the endless sword energy and sword intent were all gathered in the tip of the sword!
Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked at the tip of the sword. He knew that the moment He Yun's sword fell, it would be the time for him to unleash his Hidden Edge Sword Jue attack with all his strength!
But at this critical moment, suddenly, a chuckle sounded.
"Haha, Junior Sister He, why do you need to take action personally to deal with such a small character? You can just tell me no?"
As soon as these words came out, He Yun frowned, but Zhao Zhen's expression changed, and his body that was standing still suddenly moved to the left!
It's just that although he didn't dodge slowly, there was still a cold light across his right shoulder and right rib, and blood spurted out immediately!
With a muffled groan, Zhao Zhen shook his body before suddenly standing still, and at the same time looked coldly forward to the right.
I saw a young man wearing a dark blue gown walking out of the white mist.
This young man had a handsome face, but his eyes were full of evil intent. The sword in his hand was pointed at the ground, and blood was still dripping from it.
It was him who made the move just now!
"Huh? It's interesting. I originally thought of cutting off your right shoulder and arm with a sword, but I didn't expect you to actually dodge?"
At this time, the young man who walked out raised his eyebrows and said with an unexpected smile, "It seems that the guy who can make Junior Sister He angry is indeed quite capable."
Hearing this, Zhao Zhen's eyes were cold, but he said nothing.
Because he has already seen that this person is an elite disciple!
Only elite disciples can wear this dark blue gown!
"Feng Jian, this is a matter between me and him, it has nothing to do with you!" He Yun has dispersed the sword intention at this moment. She has her pride. Although she wants to destroy Zhao Zhen, she will do it by herself, no Will allow others to help.
"Haha, how can it be irrelevant? In my eyes, Junior Sister He's business is my business. Even if Junior Sister He doesn't think so, I do."
Feng Jian smiled again and locked eyes with Zhao Zhen.
"Next, are you going to destroy your cultivation, or will I help you?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Zhen's eyes suddenly darkened.
He also didn't expect that He Yun would be so influential that he would have elite disciples to help her stand out.
"Feng Jian! I told you, this matter has nothing to do with you!"
At this moment, He Yun shouted, stared at Feng Jian coldly and said, "He is the person I want to deal with. If you dare to interfere, then don't blame me for being rude to you!"
call!
As he said that, He Yun moved his palm, and the long knife pointed at Feng Jian!
"oh?"
Feng Jian's eyes flashed, as if he didn't expect He Yun to express his stance like this. He continued to look at Zhao Zhen for a while, then he suddenly smiled and put the long sword back into the scabbard behind his back.
"Since this is Junior Sister He's prey, I will naturally not take it away."
"That's pretty much it."
He Yun said coldly and looked at Zhao Zhen again, "Since you are injured, let me forgive you this time. You can go, but next time, I will not forgive you again."
After finishing his sentence, He Yun turned around and walked deeper.
"Junior Sister He, wait for me."
That Feng Jian seemed to have followed quickly, and his figure gradually disappeared into the white mist.
But just when Feng Jian's figure was about to disappear completely, a chirping sound broke through the air, and a white sword light suddenly burst out from a distance and landed heavily in front of Zhao Zhen!
Kerala!
The ground shattered, and a thick sword mark appeared directly!
Along with the sword marks that appeared, a faint word began to be heard.
"Boy, I will only say this once, stay away from He Yun from now on."
"If you let me see you approaching He Yun again, you will die."
The words gradually disappeared, and Zhao Zhen looked at the sword marks on the ground in front of him, clenching his fists!
This is power!
Under power, everything is empty!
What dignity, what good and evil, what friendship, are all reflected in the mirror!
The other party had nothing to do with him, but just because of He Yun, he almost wanted to destroy him!
How does this make sense?
In the final analysis, he is still weak, he is not strong enough!
"Power...I need power!"
"Only power is truth!"
Zhao Zhen's eyes were cold and he looked in the direction Feng Jian left.
After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, briefly bandaged the wound, and turned around to leave.
He knew that anger was useless, feeling sorry for himself, and cursing loudly behind him were even more useless.
The only thing that works is action.
Only action can produce results. In this case, he just needs to act.
All the way out of the battle tower, Zhao Zhen planned to go back to his room to practice.
Although there is no spirit stone now, he believes that with the Wanjian spirit root, his progress will not be slow.
