Yan Haiping left.
The old man's last hope was shattered.
He didn't even have the courage to escape.
Zhao Tianming's power has exceeded his imagination.
There was no chance of escape.
He looked at Zhao Tianming with a look of despair and trembling.
The group of companions behind him also looked confused now.
Destiny is no longer controllable, and the feeling is difficult to express.
With just one thought, Zhao Tianming could save all of their lives.
Zhao Tianming, the number one genius in the mainland, is indeed extraordinary!
"Young Master Zhao, I didn't know it was you. Otherwise, I would never be like this. Please let me go. I will definitely change my ways in the future, I swear!"
The old man could only beg for mercy.
Zhao Tianming shook his head: "No."
The answer was straightforward.
Then he added: "I actually gave you a chance just now, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish it. If you do something wrong, you always have to bear the consequences. You can't blame me."
Just as the old man was about to speak, a door of light suddenly appeared in the void in the distance.
A figure stepped out.
The person who came was a middle-aged man, wearing a blue robe, very elegant, but with the aura of a superior, looking at Zhao Tianming proudly.
When the old man saw the visitor, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Master, save me!"
Yan Sanjian?
Zhao Tianming was stunned.
It seemed different from what he imagined. This man was too elegant.
That's right, it was Yan Sanjian, a very low-key peerless strong man.
Even many people have never heard of such a number one figure, but he is really strong. At least Zhao Tianming knew in his heart that he should not be able to beat him.
Fortunately, all that came was a clone.
Zhao Tianming looked at Yan Sanjian with an indifferent expression.
But Lan Ji suddenly appeared next to Zhao Tianming, staring at Yan Sanjian with great vigilance.
"Zhao Tianming, the chosen son, is indeed extraordinary, but can you give me a face today and let my disciple go?"
Yan Sanjian finally spoke.
"Are you ordering me?"
Zhao Tianming said angrily.
I don’t have a begging attitude when asking for help.
There was pride in his tone, as if he was giving a command, which made him very unhappy.
Yan Sanjian said proudly: "You think I am ordering you, but that's not impossible."
Zhao Tianming laughed angrily: "It's just a clone. How dare you come to order me? Who gave you the courage?"
"One clone is enough, just tell me whether you agree or not."
Yan Sanjian is very straightforward.
Zhao Tianming was also very straightforward: "I won't agree."
"So, you have to kill him?"
"yes."
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
Yan Sanjian frowned.
Zhao Tianming said: "Do you think you can kill me?"
"Isn't it a very simple thing to kill you? However, you are the chosen one. Unless it is a last resort, I don't want to have any cause and effect with you. Therefore, I will give you another chance and let my disciple go. I I won’t kill you.”
Yan Sanjian is still so domineering.
Zhao Tianming couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
What the hell...
Don't you take him seriously at all?
He is not convinced!
"Are you here to show off?"
He sneered.
"Don't make me kill you."
Yan Sanjian's face also looked a little bad.
"Zhao Tianming, Master is giving you an opportunity. You must seize it and don't push yourself too far."
Unexpectedly, the old man on the side actually spoke at this time.
Just now he was extremely timid, but now that he saw Yan Sanjian's clone arriving, he started to get timid again.
Zhao Tianming glanced at him: "Do you think he can save you?"
The old man shrank his head slightly and said, "That's natural. Master's power is beyond your imagination."
"Oh, is that so? Then I have to try it."
After saying that, Zhao Tianming stared at Yan Sanjian seriously: "I must kill this person. Now I will give you a chance. Get out or die. It's your choice."
Yan Sanjian laughed loudly: "Zhao Tianming, you are so crazy. In this case, come and see who is going to die. If I kill you, I will take away your luck. It is a worthwhile trip." .”
As he spoke, there was a sword in his hand.
The sword was transparent, just like his body, very illusory.
Zheng!
Zhao Tianming waved his hand with a sword.
A sword light slowly thrust out toward Yan Sanjian.
This sword is Zhao Tianming's strongest sword.
He also saw that although Yan Sanjian was just a clone, the opponent was indeed much more powerful than him.
But so what?
Whether you can win or not is one thing.
You must express your position and attitude.
This sword, the power of the dragon, the will of Tao, including the power of blood, were all integrated into it, and his eyes turned red.
It is no exaggeration to say that any powerful person will only be killed in front of this sword.
Moreover, the divine power of the Dragon-Slaying Sword was activated.
However, the result was beyond Zhao Tianming's expectation.
This sword was unexpectedly followed by Yan Sanjian.
The opponent's sword was a phantom, so it would not break. A terrifying sword energy sent Zhao Tianming flying a hundred feet away. His body was almost split open, and a sword wound appeared on his chest.
Looking at Yan Sanjian again, he was uninjured.
sweat……
Zhao Tianming was dumbfounded.
This guy, even if he is just a clone, is still half a step into the realm of a god.
Zhao Tianming's face looked a little ugly, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, but the sword wound on his chest was healing quickly.
Lan Ji came to his side, frowned and said: "This person is not ordinary strong, let me do it."
"You don't need to take action."
Zhao Tianming shook his head.
Yan Ji wanted to say something, but finally nodded.
She saw confidence and strong murderous intent in Zhao Tianming's eyes.
In the distance, the old man laughed.
"Zhao Tianming, aren't you the number one genius in the mainland? It turns out you are nothing more than that. If you want to kill me, do you have a chance? If you want to compete with my master, are you worthy? The master is a clone, and it's not You can compete, hahahaha.”
He started to get sick again.
Zhao Tianming shouted: "Piaoxue."
A figure appeared in front of him.
But it's not falling snow, but a green plum in a red dress.
Qingmei has a plum blossom mark on her forehead, and she holds a sword in her hand.
"Son."
"why you?"
Zhao Tianming was startled.
"I made an agreement with the master that such a rubbish character is not worthy of letting her take action, so I will do it."
Qingmei said.
"Your master?"
"That's Sister Piaoxue."
puff……
Zhao Tianming almost fell down.
Qingmei actually worships Piaoxue as her teacher?
Is this too much?
This is completely inconsistent with Qingmei's character. She is such a proud person. How could she accept Piaoxue as her teacher?
Zhao Tianming couldn't laugh or cry: "Can you do it?"
Qingmei was also at the halfway stage of breaking the gods. Zhao Tianming was really worried about whether he could deal with Yan Sanjian's clone.
Unexpectedly, Qingmei glanced at Yan Sanjian and said, "Master, you are looking down on me too much. Recently, I have made great progress. For a guy like this, one strike from me is enough!"
