Zhao Tianming has the courage.
But the strength is really beyond compare.
His phantom sword was indeed very powerful, much more powerful than before.
But facing the suppression of Situ Haoran's sword intention, the power was not as powerful as before.
Situ Haoran's sword intent seemed to enhance the power of his sword skills.
He just knocked Zhao Tianming away with a casual sword strike.
Zhao Tianming was knocked away and landed in the corner.
There was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and a sword wound appeared on his chest.
The injury was not serious, but the internal injuries were not minor.
That sword intent is indeed not something he can resist now.
It's not that his strength is much inferior to his opponent, but that he can't cope with the suppression of the sword.
"I said, you will die today, and even gods can't save you. It just so happens that here, no one will know that you are dead. When I kill you, I will kill Bai Ruoyan and destroy the other three sects. !”
Situ Haoran spoke domineeringly.
Zhao Tianming curled his lips: "Do you dare?"
"Before, I didn't dare, but now, I dare. I have been a coward all my life. During my recent retreat, I realized that I was indeed a little too timid, so from now on, I don't want to be timid anymore. Go down."
sweat……
Zhao Tianming was speechless.
Even to his death, he would not believe what Situ Haoran said.
This is to stimulate him and shock his state of mind.
How good is his relationship with Bai Ruoyan...
He has seen too many people like this. Sometimes they are timid, it is really deep in their bones. If they are timid for a moment, they will never be able to change this timidness in their lifetime.
For example, Situ Haoran was in front of him.
He may be very domineering at this time, but that's because he is too arrogant. He feels that the sky has cleared up, the rain has stopped, and he can do it again...
In fact, once you encounter a setback, you will immediately return to your original cowardice.
Zhao Tianming didn't even bother to scold him.
The question he was thinking about now was how to escape.
You can't go out through the front door, you have to go the way you came from to have a chance to escape.
The question is, Situ Haoran's sword intent is so powerful, how can he escape.
This is the most important question.
"You want to escape?"
Situ Haoran seemed to have seen Zhao Tianming's heart clearly and said sarcastically: "It's useless. If you have been hiding in Lingjian Sect, I really don't dare to come and kill you. If you don't come here, I won't be so quick. Kill you because I promised to give you one year. Unfortunately, there is a road to heaven but you don’t take it, and there is no door to hell but you bump in. It’s you who provoked our Demon Sword Sect in the first place. Taking away my spiritual veins is destruction. The foundation of my sect, how can I spare you!"
"You're a pretentious person, you're a bad talker."
Zhao Tianming cursed word by word.
Situ Haoran's face became a little ugly.
In the end, he couldn't resist Zhao Tianming's harshness.
There were not many words in this sentence, but it was very lethal, making him feel endless shame and annoyance.
"Since you want to die so much, I will help you."
Situ Haoran walked towards Zhao Tianming step by step.
He didn't seem to be in a hurry to take action, but rather enjoyed the process of oppression.
Perhaps, he felt that every step was a great pressure for Zhao Tianming.
Zhao Tianming was indeed under great pressure.
He frowned.
Now it seems that escaping is impossible and all we can do is fight to the death.
If that's the case, let's fight.
Fight to the death.
Even if he dies here today, he will never let the other party have an easy time.
Even if you die, you still have to bite off a piece of the opponent's flesh.
No one is truly unafraid of death, and so is Zhao Tianming, but since there is no way out, he can really see things through and is braver and more determined than most.
There was endless fighting spirit raging in his body, and he looked at the giant python not far away.
But the giant python suddenly rose into the air and rushed towards Situ Haoran.
"Brother, run away."
It was buying time for Zhao Tianming.
Unfortunately, this makes no sense at all.
"do not go!"
Zhao Tianming shouted in his heart.
However, it was too late.
The giant python heard his words, but did not hesitate at all. It also knew that it would die today, but it was still willing to fight for a chance of survival for Zhao Tianming.
Situ Haoran casually slashed the python's head away with a sword.
boom!
The giant python's huge body hit the ground heavily.
Blood spurted out.
"court death!"
As soon as Situ Haoran finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned.
Because at this moment, the Dragon-Slaying Sword in Zhao Tianming's hand suddenly trembled, glowing with dazzling blood.
The dragon-slaying sword flew out and inserted directly into the giant python's body.
Blood immediately poured into the Dragon Slaying Sword.
The dragon-slaying sword became even more blood red.
Situ Haoran was dumbfounded.
Zhao Tianming looked complicated.
The giant python regarded him as a brother and died for him. Now, the blood dragon wanted to absorb the blood of the giant python to strengthen itself.
Cruel?
It's very cruel.
However, Zhao Tianming could not stop the blood dragon.
These are extraordinary times, so of course we have to do extraordinary things. Once upon a time, Blood Dragon proposed to kill the giant python, but Zhao Tianming refused.
Today, the blood dragon must have done this for him.
The giant python has just embarked on the journey of transforming into a dragon, but his flesh and blood has already greatly nourished the blood dragon.
In a sense, they are still distant relatives and have a slight connection in their blood.
The blood dragon is not that cruel, but it is a helpless move now.
Situ Haoran was stunned and had no idea what was happening.
When he reacted, he suddenly felt something bad.
Such a weird scene must not be a good thing.
He felt that this dragon-slaying sword seemed to be different. The sword spirit inside seemed to be getting stronger, and it was getting stronger very fast.
However, Situ Haoran didn't know how to stop it.
An idea flashed in his mind, and a greedy light flashed in his eyes.
It would be great if I could get the Dragon-Slaying Sword. This sword is obviously not an ordinary sword.
Situ Haoran was about to take action when the Dragon-Slaying Sword fell back into Zhao Tianming's hand with a whoosh.
The fighting spirit in Zhao Tianming's eyes became even stronger.
"The sword in your hand is very interesting. How about you give this sword to me and I will take it back and study it. I will let you go today?"
Situ Haoran suddenly laughed.
"Are you out of your mind? Are you crazy? Where the sword is, the man is dead. Have you ever heard of it?"
Zhao Tianming said angrily.
Situ Haoran laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter, I will kill you later, and this sword will still fall into my hands. To be honest, this sword is very good. It is really a waste to fall into your hands. It is simply What a waste of natural resources!”
"Really? Come on then."
Zhao Tianming suddenly took action.
Fantasy sword!
Although his spiritual power was somewhat exhausted, at this time, he used the phantom sword without hesitation.
Only the fantasy sword can pose a slight threat to the opponent.
Situ Haoran didn't take this sword seriously at all. Just like before, he slashed out casually.
However, at this moment, the dragon-slaying sword was shining brightly, and the bloody sword light suddenly surged, and its power was several times stronger than before.
