King of Gods

Chapter 024

Facing Zhao Yijian’s ridicule and contempt, Zhao Feng sneered.

People like Zhao Yijian have strength, they can be arrogant, and like to look at people with their nostrils.

Therefore, he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and just wanted to prove everything with practical actions.

Although Zhao Feng didn’t speak, his expression of laziness still made Zhao Yijian unhappy and angry.

Some spectators off the field were slightly wrong.

Zhao Yijian already was arrogant enough, and Zhao Feng’s expression of disregard was even more “silent than sound” and more lethal.

“Boy, you shut up and don’t talk, I will force you to speak later.”

Zhao Yijian gloomy cold and severe.

Huh!

The Treasure Sword streaks in his hands were cold and cold, and the speed was strangely quick. He stabbed in front of Zhao Feng in a blink of an eye.

As soon as gets rid, Zhao Yijian performed Cold Flowing Sword.

Although he was arrogant, before watching the battle, he found that Zhao Feng had the strength of a quasi-Martial Artist, and he was not as indifferent as he was on the surface.

As soon as Zhao Yijian’s sword was out, Zhao Feng felt a bitter chill, and his skin became cold.

Pu chi!

An ice-cold cold current passed over Zhao Feng’s shoulders at half-inch risk.

“What a tricky Sword Art! You can only see afterimage fast.”

Zhao Feng escaped with a sword, and his heart was stunned.

If only the strength of Martial Artist is used, it will be hard to match Zhao Yijian of the Great Completement of Cold Flowing Sword.

Zhao Feng doesn’t think that his defense is better than Zhao Yue.

bass!

His figure jumped, fluttering like a leaf, leaping in the midair than the martial stage, and pulling away from Zhao Yijian.

Indeed, Zhao Feng cannot compete with Cold Flowing Sword on attack force, unless he is cultivate High Level Body Tempering Martial Art like Zhao Yue.

Where to run!

Zhao Yijian’s face shrouded in chill, figure leaped, and he even performed Cold Flowing Sword at midair.

No matter how Zhao Feng dodged, the cold current was always locked.

worthy to be called is High Rank Martial Art great accomplishment!

Zhao Feng knew that Peak Realm’s “Angry Dragon Fist” couldn’t resist Zhao Yijian’s “Cold Flowing Sword”.

“Cold stream waterfall!”

Zhao Yijian’s sword moves suddenly changed, and the sword surged. The cold current shadow shadow turned into an ice-cold waterfall, sweeping towards the range where Zhao Feng was located.

not good!

Zhao Feng is in midair. Once he landed, it is difficult to avoid the range block of Zhao Yijian.

“Good” Cold Flowing Sword! “Below Martial Path Fourth Layer, already can launch a range move!”

“It seems the situation is fixed!”

Watch Senior in some families on the battle stage, applaud again and again, and praise Zhao Yijian.

“Give me down!”

Zhao Yijian’s “cold stream waterfall” flooded a violent sword light, chilling raging, sweeping towards Zhao Feng’s.

“Lightly Floating Spatial Ferry!”

Zhao Feng’s eyes are like electricity, taking a deep breath, whole body qi and blood convolution, figure in midair, suddenly out of thin air.

Teng!

He figured out of the limit of gravity, and actually made a second leap in void, and escaped Zhao Yijian’s block.

How can this be?

Zhao Yijian’s killing strike flew into the air, the complexion was dull, and he watched Zhao Feng out of thin air “empty crossing” a step, calmly avoiding the crisis.

“Good Zhao Feng! Cultivate Lightly Floating Ferry to such an extent.”

Referee touched the white beard with long hands, his eyes were dazzling.

“Lightly Floating Spatial Ferry! This is indeed the Light Body secret skill in Lightly Floating Ferry. How did he do it?”

The Martial Artist who had cultivate Lightly Floating Ferry before, stood up and was surprised.

Than on the martial stage.

Zhao Yijian and Zhao Feng, chasing after one another, are in danger and thrilling.

Seeing that Zhao Yijian’s “Cold Flowing Sword” gradually climbed to great accomplishment, the speed and power increased significantly.

Zhao Feng is not bad, a set of “Lightly Floating Ferry” makes him light as a feather, midair leaps, looks like nine deaths and still alive, in fact calm and comfortable.

Time passed by.

In the escape process, Zhao Feng looked for Zhao Yijian’s weak spot and counterattacked.

But he was shocked to find that he could not approach Zhao Yijian at all, otherwise he would face terrifying killing strike.

“Angry Dragon Fist”, which he is currently studying, cannot receive a sword from the other side.

He would be hurt even if he had a sword.

“Don’t tell me to use …”

Zhao Feng takes a deep breath, within the body of the latent Martial Path Inner Strength, a little movement, but disappeared.

Relying on Hidden Air Secret Art, he hid his Martial Path Inner Strength.

At the moment of leap and dodge, Zhao Feng suddenly concentrated his energy and activated his left eye ability.

Huh! Huh!

That moment urged by the left eye, Zhao Feng enters into a super visual interface.

Although Zhao Yijian’s speed is fast, in his eyes, it slows down and he really sees it.

He can even capture the changes in qi and blood in Zhao Yijian within the body, and predict the position of his next attack through qi and blood surge.

Teng! Teng …

Zhao Feng’s dodging, more calm and comfortable, standing completely in undefeated place.

Angry Dragon Fist!

At a certain moment, Zhao Feng escaped from the sword, cold and bullying, and attacked Zhao Yijian.

“Cold fluidized wind!”

Zhao Yijian turned his sword back and forth, not hiding or defending, and piercing Zhao Feng’s throat.

Zhao Feng felt helpless. Although he found a gap, he could injure Zhao Yijian, but if that was the case, he couldn’t hide his sword.

“” Cold Flowing Sword “goes too far. It’s too extreme. It only has offense and no defense! The hardest thing is that he cultivated this set of martial art to great accomplishment. The weak spot is very small. If I want to win, I only have 50% sure. “

In Zhao Feng’s mind, he told the calculation and analysis.

The biggest difference between him and Zhao Yijian is the martial art level.

To this day, there are only two ways to stabilize Zhao Yijian.

The first method-drag, non-stop drag, until the opponent exhausted.

For this, Zhao Feng is confident. He has left eye assistance and cultivates Martial Path Inner Strength. His pulse is long-lasting, which is better than Zhao Yijian.

The second way-use Martial Path Inner Strength to win!

Just when Zhao Feng was thinking.

“Referee, the two on the stage are all materials that can be made in the clan. If you delay too long and there are casualties, you can’t afford to delay.”

Zhao Tianjian went to the martial stage and whispered to the referee.

Watching the battle on the stage, Zhao Tianjian worried about his son Zhao Yijian.

According to common sense, even if it is dragging, Zhao Yijian has at least 50-60% odds of success, but for some reason, he has an instinct that is caused by intuition and cannot continue dragging on.

“It’s … but they didn’t make a clear winner.”

referee hesitated a little, and was a little bit embarrassed, but didn’t dare to offend Zhao Tianjian easily.

Zhao Tianjian’s cultivation base reaches Martial Path Sixth Layer, which is a middle-to-high level in the clan and has a high status.

“The outcome is not obvious, but who has the upper hand and don’t tell me?”

Zhao Tianjian smiled slightly, and winked at referee secretly.

The meaning is obvious, if this matter is achieved, will be very grateful …

“Ok.”

Referee set his eyes on the stage, said solemnly: “Zhao Feng, No. 188, you have fallen into the downwind. If you continue to delay, this referee has the right to make a judgment.”

Is this also possible?

Zhao Feng’s heart became angry.

Referee’s verdict is obviously inclined to Zhao Yijian.

However, referee is not obviously a violation of the principle, because the rules of comparison give referee a certain freedom of judgment. For example, for some difficult points, the referee can decide for itself in order not to delay the game.

The referee decision naturally caused some people’s controversy.

“Zhao Feng, although passive, has not lost at least.”

“Hmph! Non-stop dodging is what heroes are, delaying our time, referee does this, there is nothing wrong!”

There were only minor controversies off the court.

Although some Patriarch generations felt some injustice, no one was willing to start for a Branch Clan disciple, let alone offend Zhao Tianjian father and son.

“Ok! Don’t hide, don’t hide!”

Zhao Feng smiled without anger and figure fell down.

“Boy! Take me a sword.”

Zhao Yijian secretly rejoiced and looked at father under a glance gratefully.

Zhao Tianjian stood by his hands and smiled.

At this moment, many people under the field, such as Zhao Kun and other children, have the expression to rejoice in other people’s misfortunes.

Zhao Xue was more familiar than the familiar silhouette on the martial stage. He sighed secretly, with a complex expression, a touch of pity, and a touch of cold intention.

laugh–

Seeing Zhao Yijian’s “Cold Flowing Sword”, such as the cold winter wind, piercing the bone marrow, approach Zhao Feng.

Facing the sword of High Rank Martial Art great accomplishment, Zhao Feng did not dodge.

“Angry Dragon Fist!”

The anger of Zhao Feng’s heart, as the blood of the river to rush forth, merged into the punch of howling.

Don’t know current affairs!

Watch some Patrarch generations on the battle stage, can not help shook the head.

“Ugh.”

The white beard referee is also sighed.

“Ha Ha Ha! A mantis trying to stop a chariot, useless, Break for me!-“

Zhao Yijian laughed a long time, waving a stream of swords, like a cold rainbow across the night sky, sharp light.

“open!”

Zhao Feng takes a deep breath, to rush forth’s blood, suddenly burst out a powerful aura.

Hu~ ~

Zhao Feng’s arm, fist, surging a layer of light green aura, magnificient transparent, in the sun, fatly discernible.

Depression.

Zhao Feng felt that his punching speed and strength broke out, breaking through a choke and breaking the restrictions of the original fleshly body.

One punch has not yet hit the body, the intangible wind, assault to Zhao Yijian body.

Call weng!

With Zhao Feng as the center, all the dust particles around, in the invisible strength, the vibration floated to the midair.

“What! That’s …”

Watching the battle stage, some Patrarch generations are beating.

“It turned out to be…”

Referee Chang “Teng” stood up, and it was difficult to suppress the excitement on his face.

not good!

Compared with Zhao Tianjian in the martial stage, complexion has changed a lot.

“what happened!”

Zhao Yijian was inexplicably depressed, had difficulty breathing, was oppressed by an invisible unknown strength, and even the speed of his sword was greatly restrained.

In his vision, Zhao Feng’s punched as if to lead with a roaring stormy dragon …

when! snap ——

Zhao Yijian figure trembled and spit out blood.

Clang!

The Treasure Sword in his hand was broken in two and fell to the ground.

And, there is an invisible force, rushing into his within the body along Treasure Sword.

“Ah!”

Zhao Yijian screamed grunt, his arm was broken, and the whole person flew a dozen meters across and fell to the ground.

This scene shocked many Zhao Clan children on the field.

Hu~

Zhao Feng had just finished his punch, and the invisible strength rushed to all around, all around like the dust of the ripples, and slowly landed.

I do n’t know how long, who was cried out in surprise: “Martial Path Inner Strength!”