Life Control Chart

Jian Kaitian's tall figure was clearly visible even among the thick grass and trees. He was blocking the entrance of the cave a few meters away and looking up at the sky. When he saw Shi Yu appearing, he immediately laughed and threw a handful of sand and stones at him. Got a disgraced face.

Before Shi Yu could complain, he heard Jian Kaitian shouting: "You kid is enjoying happiness outside every day, but you don't know that we are hiding in a cold cave eating dirt and drinking mud every day. Let you have a taste of this today!"

Sweeping away the sand and dust all over his body, Shi Yu was about to open his mouth to retort when he suddenly saw Jian Kaitian's eyes widening angrily. The giant sword attached to his back was raised high with a "swipe" sound. He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and turned around half a circle to fiercely face Shi Yu. Yu threw it with all his strength.

Shi Yu was startled, and his smile suddenly froze. Is this guy crazy or really angry? Why did he even throw out the giant sword? If it got stuck, he would lose half his life.

Just as he was about to jump to avoid it, he realized that the giant sword was not coming towards him at all, but was shooting towards the void a foot above his head. Shi Yu's heart suddenly went cold.

Before he could think about it, Shi Yu leaned up and punched several times, chasing the tail of the sword into the void with his powerful energy.

"Hahaha, master! You can detect my presence with a handful of sand and gravel! It's been a long time since I fought with a real master! It's worth following me all the way! Come! Have a good fight!" A wild and high-pitched voice came out of the void, a giant The sword crashed and fell far away with a "dang" sound, and Shi Yu's fist force disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

"Huh? The strength is so weak, tsk tsk, it seems that he is seriously injured, what a pity!" As the slightly dissatisfied words curled up, the translucent space gradually twisted and moved, and a tall figure gradually appeared, staring at his fist. The pale sword mark couldn't help but shake his head, and then lowered his gaze to look at Jian Kaitian and Shi Yu who were already standing side by side with a face filled with laughter.

Jian Kaitian's face was expressionless, and the giant sword whizzed back with one hand, blocking the entrance of the cave firmly.

"Who are you? And when did you follow me?" Shi Yu looked at the tall man coldly, his heart sinking to the bottom of his heart.

The tall man did not reply to Shi Yu, but kept looking around, his expression gradually turning cold, until he saw the broken stele chamber, his pale face turned blood red, and he shouted sternly: "You dare to damage the old site of the war courtyard, haha, Good! Good! Come on, the devil from outside!"

The tall man hit Shi Yu and Jian Kaitian with two iron fists, one on the left and the other on the right.

The few people who followed Jian Kaitian to climb out of the cave had no time to say anything to Shi Yu, and fled back in a hurry. They also knew that no one could help Shi Yu and Jian Kaitian at this time. Even Long Kuang retreated into the crypt without looking back when he saw the man punching Jian Kaitian's giant sword.

Only Qin Keyang, who has matured with age, hurriedly shouted before fleeing: "Pierce!"

Only then did Shi Yu remember that he still had a bunch of armor stuffed into his body, and he quickly hid behind Jian Kaitian and put on layers of armor, suddenly becoming bloated like a big fat man.

Jian Kaitian knew that he was no match for that person at this time, and the giant sword remained motionless. Instead of fighting in vain without making any achievements, it is better to stick to one place and wait for the rabbit to catch up.

No matter what, that person is a pure physical practitioner. He can't hurt himself with just the strength of his fists, wind and palms. If he dares to fight up close, he can just twist the blade slightly to get in front of him, and let him hit him on his own. Maybe It can also occasionally cause harm.

Shi Yu was ashamed and annoyed. He never thought that he would unknowingly bring back such a terrifying master, who would completely inherit

The Zhenwu God Realm has a tradition of being hands-on and never wordy, and only relies on fists to explain everything.

After several unsuccessful attacks, the man stood thirty or forty feet away, looking at Jian Kaitian with cold eyes, thinking of ways to defeat the enemy.

The immovable sword Kaitian really strangled his weak point. No matter how delicate and powerful his fists and kicks were, they had to hit the opponent. The huge sword was as sharp as a shield. No matter how he broke through, it would always block him. Along the way, Shi Yuhe carefully protected the cave behind him.

Seeing that there was no danger yet, Shi Yu poked out half of his head from behind Jian Kaitian and shouted loudly: "That man is not a true warrior. He sneaks around and follows others. I think you are worried about the old site being intact and inconvenient to use your full strength. There is Let’s go farther and fight if we can!”

"Hmph!" The big man ignored Shi Yu's irritating words, and slowly pulled out a long black stick in his hand, with a dragon's embossed carving on it, and a dragon head roaring high at each end.

"Oops!" Shi Yu and Jian Kaitian both felt nervous. The other party was obviously weak with fists and feet, so he took out a heavy blunt instrument and tried to destroy the giant sword head-on.

During this period of time, Jian Kaitian was restoring his giant sword, which was only to restore it to the state it was in before the deadly fight with the Martial Saint of Bloodshed Island. On that day, the sword's blade was shattered by a punch from the Martial Saint. Jian Kaitian thought about it for a long time. He found a way to deal with it, and then strengthened the body of the sword to make the edge of the sword no longer so hard and brittle. It was quite effective against the unknown master today.

But now that the opponent took out his weapon, Jian Kaitian's heart began to beat again. He was not worried about the damage to the sword and how the weapons would be intact when fighting against each other, but he was worried about how many times he could withstand it.

Shi Yu rolled his eyes and hurriedly took out dozens of weapons collected from Qin Keyang and threw them beside Jian Kaitian. He mustered up the courage to pick up an iron rod with a hammer head and slowly walked forward. He wanted to open the sky for the sword to test the opponent's skill in handling the weapon.

The big man saw Shi Yu stepping out, nodded slightly, and finally said something useful: "Zhenwu Holy Envoy Kuanglong, I want to ask you for advice!"

"Crazy Dragon?" Shi Yu and Jian Kaitian were both startled when they heard this, and turned to look into the cave. The Holy Envoy Kuang Long was quite brave and did not take the opportunity to attack the two of them. They frowned slightly and wondered why these two people were so angry. Being distracted in the face of an enemy is a taboo in martial arts.

Long Kuang sneakily poked his head out of the cave, glanced at Kuang Long at the entrance of the cave, smiled, and said helplessly: "It seems that I have to stand up, this can be regarded as a kind of fate."

After saying that, he jumped up from the crypt and stood beside Jian Kaitian.

"Nonsense! You are just causing trouble! Go back quickly!" Shi Yu yelled at Long Kuang. He was a monk who purely cultivated the soul. He was not even as good as an ordinary person in the Zhenwu God Realm. He had no use except seeking death.

Long Kuang shook his head and said seriously to Shi Yu: "Lord! No matter what, I will find my own way. Even if I am not separated from you here, I will be separated from Zhenwu. Blindly avoiding war is not the choice of Zhenxian , it’s not what the true God wants! Why be afraid of death!”

Long Kuang's words made the Holy Envoy in the distance shrink his eyes and nodded in praise: "What a man, I'll leave your body intact!"

Long Kuang laughed loudly, pointed at Kuang Long and said: "If it weren't for your name, I, Long Kuang, wouldn't be considered a hero, but I, the Daxu monk, can never be inferior to you, a truly brave and reckless man!"

"Daxu True Immortal? Long Kuang?" Kuang Long's face suddenly changed at this time. He stared at the tower in the distance and carefully discerned that the teleportation array had been destroyed. His face became darker.

He whispered: "I didn't expect that you guys came from the Daxu Immortal Realm, and the blood of the Holy God was completely destroyed by you!"

Seeing his reaction, Shi Yu felt happy and asked hurriedly: "Do you know Daxu? It seems that the monk in Zhenwu who knows the truth must be you. We have no hostility. We just want to leave Zhenwu as soon as possible. We don't have to face each other life and death." "

"Huh huh huh!" Kuang Long sneered again and again, "You're in this situation and you still want to escape unscathed? Stop talking nonsense and come on!"

With both hands, he shook Panlong's black-gold stick. The mad dragon roared to the sky, and he lifted the black-gold stick with all his strength and struck Shi Yu straight at him.

Shi Yu was extremely helpless. This crazy dragon could not even exchange a few words before taking action. Moreover, he obviously knew the true meaning of the Holy God, so why was he still so loyal to him? The man covered in flesh just didn't have the brains to deal with it.

Struggling to lift the hammer-headed iron rod, Shi Yu forcefully held the black gold rod that fell in front of him.

"Boom! Squeak~"

First, there was a roar of impact, and Shi Yu's jaws were torn open, and blood splattered on his face. Then, the harsh and scraping sound was heard endlessly, and the two iron rods intersected to make a fierce sound of sharp energy cutting each other.

Shi Yu couldn't bear the fierce momentum falling from the sky, screamed and let go of the iron rod and fell sharply.

Upon seeing this, Long Kuang rushed forward, grabbed Shi Yu and ran back.

The mad dragon shook the black gold stick again, leaving Shi Yu and Long Kuang behind, shouting angrily and rushing towards Jian Kaitian.

He knew very well that only the Jiankai Genius here was the biggest threat capable of fighting. In the Zhenwu God Realm, the power of evil spirits is not something to be afraid of. The two skinny guys looked like they were not body-refining martial arts practitioners. They could not use 20% of their abilities. Long Kuang was like a fool and could only run on the ground to solve this stone. People just solve the battle.

Jian Kaitian took a deep breath and stopped holding the giant sword. At this time, passive resistance was no longer the best option. He also roared, swung his giant sword, kicked up with both feet, and hit the mad dragon in the air.

Two strong men from the iron tower collided with each other like flying fireballs, each specializing in their own specialty.

Jian Kaitian's giant sword danced wildly to create a series of space cracks, and wherever it was next to the mad dragon, there was a deep blood groove. The mad dragon didn't expect Jian Kaitian to have this move, so he rushed to avoid it, and instantly he was covered in blood. , like a waterfall of blood spreading across the sky, the whole person seemed to turn into a ball of blood mist and retreated with a groan, the black gold stick in his hand had been bent into a hook and could no longer be used.

The mad dragon was victorious because he was full of strength and body. Without any loss, he smashed the sword into the sky with his stick and was unable to bear it. Just like Shi Yu, his hands exploded and he lost power and fell. The giant sword that was connected to his life whined and whirled around his body. Cracks covered the sword's body.

"Enjoyed! Come again!" Kuang Long lives up to his name, dripping with blood and showing his violent temper. He grabs his right hand and reveals a broad-faced long sword again. The pointed sword is open to the sky, waiting for him to regain the giant sword. He wants to fight with him. Let's compete openly and honestly.

The fingers and palms of Jian Kaitian were shattered, and he managed to hold the giant sword while laughing and rising into the sky.

"Lord, this won't work! Jian Kaitian will be able to fight for at most two more times before he is completely unable to fight again." Long Kuang frowned and looked at the sky. The two of them collided violently together again. Compete with the most primitive strength.

Shi Yu's hands were still trembling, and waves of severe pain shot through his body along his arms, and his soul felt like it was being torn apart.

"This body refining must be done quickly. Jian Kaitian repeatedly fights without waiting for recovery. If this continues, it will leave hidden wounds that will never heal." Looking at the tragic battle in the sky, Shi Yu also murmured to himself.