Thunder Martial

Energy shook, a man flew backwards and forth, blood spilled, forming red rain points in the sky and falling into the earth.

Outside the battlefield, all the monks stared dead ahead, and at the moment when the shadow of the man had just fallen, everyone's attention immediately shifted to each other.

After seeing that flickering figure, the faces of many different races showed incredible expressions.

On the other side of the human race, there was a sigh of relief in his heart.

“It's Gene! ”

“How could it be Lord Gian? ”

“The mighty Lord Jean has lost to Purple?! ”

The man who watched spit blood in the air, after Jian, had an incredible shout, coming out of that interracial monk.

Many heterosexuals could not accept the scene in front of them. Gene had previously shown such a powerful force that the last memories of separation were even more risky for all. How could such a powerful existence possibly fail?

The immediate results made it difficult for the heterosexuals to accept, so they turned back and looked at the purple. The mighty Lord Jean, even if he loses, it won't be easy to come to the purple one, will it?

So the sight of the people moved away from Gene and fell back on the battlefield, looking into the energy of the shock.

At this time, the energy is still shaking on the battlefield, but in that shaking energy, the purple glow of gold shines around, but it is so prominent.

He stood in the air, surrounded by black robes, indifferent and cold looking forward.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, he really hasn't taken a step back.

“Though the other side is strong, Purple is stronger!” The old man watching the war, with a beard on his right hand, had a smile of appreciation on his face.

“Good boy, strong enough! ”

In the eyes of the black tiger, also flashing the light of the Dao Dynasty, can win so easily, then he also has greater confidence in the purple.

Looking at the energy dissipated, the purple rays without any injuries around her, the bright light in Yiqian's eyes, it seems that her premonition fruit is true, purple rays are indeed very powerful.

Although the two men fought very intensely in the previous battle, but seeing the look of indifference, Yiqian always felt that Ziqian had not done everything in his power.

“Perhaps he can really fight Wei. ”

An incredible thought suddenly jumped out of Yiqian's mind, but at the beginning, Yiqian shook herself and then shook her head.

Weiwei, the strong among the rebellious, is a presence that Yiqian dared not provoke, despite the other party's several good intentions towards her.

Gene's defeat, though not dead, was also severely wounded. In addition to his own wounds, even the sword soul in the grieving sword was severely wounded. Purple glanced at Gene, who looked very woefully ahead, and said indifferently: "How about? ”

Wipe away the blood from the corner of your mouth, hold the sword's hand over your chest, and Gene's slightly pale face still filled with chills: “I'm not dead! The battle is not over! ”

He was badly injured, his breath was spinning again, his will began to rise, but just as he mobilized his energy, he coughed up his blood again and his face grew more pale.

Looking at Gene, who was about to lose World War I, Purple smiled and said, “If you want to die, you're all right. ”

By the way, Zixuan had an extra long dragon-shaped bow in his hand, holding a long bow, and Zixuan held it with his hand. As he gently pulled the bow string, the whole heaven and earth vibrated between the tremors of the bow string.

“It was that bow, the original Quint, that almost got shot dead! ”

“Yes, I saw the images of World War I that day, and Kunt couldn't hide from the arrow, and if it wasn't for the shield fragment, he might be dead. ”

After seeing the Dragon Bow in Purple Hand, there was also a loud shout from afar.

Upon hearing these shouts, Gene's divine color changed, his eyes reappeared on the dragon bow, his eyes slightly narrowed and his bottom flashed.

“At the height of the day, Quint couldn't hide from this arrow, and the seriously injured Jean tried to hide. It was hard! ”

In that heterogeneous group, there were a number of rebels who shook their heads after they felt the breath emanating from the dragon bow.

At its peak, Jean may be able to resist the attacks that follow, but now that he's badly injured, it's almost impossible that he wants to block the Dragon Bow.

“Buzz!”

Just under the attention of everyone, Zixuan directly pulled the dragon bow full. In the fluttering essence of the Quartet, the dragon god arrow automatically returned to position, brightening the dragon singing all over the heavens and earth.

With the tremor of the bow string, the purple arrow shot out, and the arrow feather completely locked Jean.

The latter, originally on a cold face, was full of palpitations at the next moment. He drank loudly, grabbed the handle of the sword with his hands, plunged it halfway into the sky, half kneeling, a strand of anti-heavenly energy, formed a layer of defense on the body surface.

The arrow feather hole penetrated the void and came to Jian's side, making contact with the sword.

Above the sword, the substantial energy was impacted by the arrow feathers, and a sound burst occurred.

Bright dragons roar, arrow feathers advance in rotation, powerful forces scatter.

Jean, in the sky, was shocked by this enormous force, but his body was carried by arrow feathers and flew towards the rear.

Watching the arrow feathers blocked by the long sword, a surprise appeared on the purple face, while the attack of the arrow feathers had not yet fallen, two arrows were fired.

The two energy arrow feathers, almost indistinctly, flew towards the retrograde Gene.

Jean, who saw this scene, changed his mind so much that he had to redeploy anti-heavenly energy once again to form a defense.

At this moment, in the face of these three arrows, he had almost no means to seriously injure himself.

“Boom!”

The arrow feathers blew over the dome, and the mighty power shook Jean up again.

Flying backwards, Gene coughed up blood, with a thick horror in his eyes, his figure stabilized in the middle of the sky, and he turned to flow away.

In the sight of the crowd, Jean, who had previously threatened to die, ran away after suffering three arrows.

Although this was something that everyone could understand, the scene still sounded loud, and then a monk looked back at Purple with awe and consternation in his eyes.

Watching Jean escape, Purple did not chase, but put away the dragon bow, the dragon arrow in the distance, also turned into a light disappearing beside Purple.

At the end of the battle, Purple Beats Jean in a head-on battle, a message that will spread to all parts of the Battle Martial Continent as quickly as possible.

Many interracial rebels in the crowd have an unspeakable disappointment in their faces. Although they come to watch the war, some come with the idea of fisherman profits.

But who would have thought that if Zijuan didn't step back, he would defeat Jian and run away!

The indifferent eyes, passing from the heterosexuals, the fearful heterosexuals, after facing the purple eyes, also slightly trembled in the heart, the frightened hearts or the ghosts in the heart, also turned away.

The human celestials who left the race and watched the war were full of excitement and excitement on their faces.

They are no match for the rebels. They are even more different from the battles of Zixuan. Even though they were excited by the victory of Zixuan, they likewise did not greet them forward and turned away.

Soon those who watched the war also left, but an old man and a young man stayed, and the young man's eyes fell on the purple body from time to time, and his expression looked a little complicated.

“Zi Chen! ”

Everyone left, even Yiqian left far away, the old man with the young man, flew towards the purple side, there was a distance between the two sides, the old man shouted a purple name.

When the old man suddenly arrived, Purple had already noticed each other and recognized each other.

It was precisely at the time of the attack on the Sword Sect that the heavenly ancestor appeared, even in the face of the pressure of the five families, that he released the euphemism to protect the purple.

Purple Ben was worried about the safety of Jin Duncheng and Dongqing, suffering from the impossibility of going to the Sword Sect to check it out, but did not expect to see the Sword Sect people here, which still makes him very happy.

But he didn't show it intentionally, because now he, too much attention, just nodded at each other, didn't show the comfort and familiarity.

“It turns out heroes come out of teenagers, purple you're getting stronger and stronger now.” The elderly do not seem to have noticed Zijuana's alienated attitude, but rather are very heated, "he said.

Slowly he looked up and saw Qian Shadow with the Black Tiger in the distance. Purple said directly: “What can I do for you? ”

Purple attitude made the old man a little stunned. After a slight shock, he said: "This interracial invasion, our sword sect lost a lot, but never compromised. This time, the old age came, hoping that Purple could come back with me to sword sect, together to preside over the big game against the interracial. ”

Purple heard, smiling lightly, "To preside over the big picture? Against the Fae? That sounds good. I suppose you're just looking for a fighter, huh? ”

“Ziqian, what do you mean?” The old man looked at the purple.

Purple waved, “Come on, you know what that means. We used to have some origins, but we didn't have to get close to each other. Now that I am the enemy of all, I no longer live for others, only for myself. As for the two of you, true or false, I'd say you're looking for the wrong person. ”

As the indifferent words sounded, Purple shook the cuffs and turned towards Yiqian.

“Purple, I know you have grievances, but we can all understand you.” The old man was unwilling to say that beside him, the young man seemed hesitant.

“I act purple, only for my own good, and no one needs to understand! ”

The purple head did not return, and the words remained apathetic.

The purple attitude surprised the old man. He didn't know what to say for a while.

Listen to the old man around you stop talking, the hesitant young man finally mustered up the courage and said to the purple tree that left in front of him: "Since you don't care about other people dying, can you remove the scar on your inclined face? I'm not asking you to help, I just want you to say something. She cares about you and only listens to you. ”

Forward purple, the footsteps slightly paused, indifferently said: “Who is the castle? ”