Picked a Killer as My Wife

At this moment, the first thing in the mind of the bald head turned out to be death!

Fear of death!

How can this be?

"He is just a master at the ninth level of the cultivator, how could he teleport and disappear under my coercive attack? And what kind of attack did he use to make me feel this kind of fear?" Venerable Bald thought in his heart.

Huh!

Venerable Bald instantly teleported to the hillside a hundred meters away, and then looked back at Li Tian, ​​only to see that Li Tian’s Qiqiong spear carried several purple electric dragons on his spear, and the purple electric dragon crackled on the spear. Roam.

"What escape? Are you not a powerful person at the venerable level? How do you face my ninth-level cultivator's garbage before you start to escape?" Li Tian said with a sneer.

This time, Li Tian hadn't spoken yet. The refugees who were constantly fleeing suddenly stopped, looking at Li Tian with an expression of disbelief on their faces, and then at the bald-headed Venerable on the hillside.

"This... how is this possible? What happened just now? Why would the bald head escape?"

"No... I don't know. I just tried to escape for my life just now. Who cares about the battle between the bald head and that kid?"

"A master at the cultivator level, challenging a strong at the venerable level, it was just a moment of time when the strong at the venerable level fled, this... how do I feel like this is a dream!"

"Let's give it a hand, give it a hand, let me look up at this hero who is not afraid of death..."

The practitioners behind wanted to see Li Tian’s demeanor and kept squeezing in the crowd. He quickly squeezed out. When he saw Li Tian, ​​it seemed as if he didn’t believe his eyes. Rubbed his eyes, and then said in surprise: "I'm rubbing, isn't this Li Tian? You are not dead?"

Li Tian looked at the cultivator squeezed out of the crowd, and felt that the cultivator seemed familiar, but for a while, he would not remember where he had met him.

"Master Li Tian, ​​in the tavern of Venerable Badashan, I bought your sacred wine container at a high price! Later, it was with this sacred wine container that my son..." said this, the monk Suddenly I cried and said while crying, "Woo, my son, I am afraid that he has died in the refugee city now, my poor son, Lord Li Tian, ​​I will fight with you, and I will avenge my son. !"

Li Tian just remembered that this guy was the cultist who had spent hundreds of spiritual sources to buy the Niulanshan Erguotou wine bottle. Now the face of the embarrassed monk was full of sadness and anger, and he proposed to fight side by side with Li Tian, ​​which made Li Tian feel a little more fond of this monk.

However, the good feelings return to the good feelings. If this foolish cultivator really fights side by side with Li Tian, ​​Li Tian can guarantee that within a few minutes, he will be killed by the bald-headed venerable.

"Okay! It's not impossible if you want to fight side by side with me, just stand in place and cheer me!" Li Tian said.

After that, Li Tian's figure flashed continuously in the crowd of refugees, continuously teleporting, and rushing towards the bald head swiftly, while behind Li Tian came the cheering sound of the mountain whistling and tsunami.

The bald-headed Venerable's face was very ugly, he felt a burning pain on his face as he teleported away.

Li Tian is only the ninth level of the cultivator, but he flees in fright by his true venerable. Now the panic and confusion of the refugees have been calmed down, and under the leadership of the wronged cultivator and Ye Meijing, they shouted in unison. Cheer for Li Tian.

This scene was extremely spectacular, and the cheering voice echoed back and forth in the valley, and it looked extremely majestic. Seeing the scene where tens of thousands of monk-level masters worked together to cheer for Li Tian, ​​the bald-headed Venerable did not dare to rashly. Into the crowd of refugees.

Seeing Li Tian continuously teleporting among the refugees, a fierce light flashed in the eyes of Venerable Bald, and he whispered: "Arrogant boy, you successfully aroused my anger. Although your teleportation looks like You look good, but after all, you are the pinnacle of the ninth level of cultivators, and you can deceive ordinary refugee cultivators. But in front of Venerable Zhengzhen, this is just a trick. Today, now, I want to take your head Screw it down, I want to let these ignorant refugees know that missing to escape is their biggest mistake!"

Li Tian's figure had already jumped up the hillside. The Bald Venerable did not use teleport this time. With his legs on the ground, the spiked plants under his feet instantly exploded into pieces, and half a foot of light green smoke flew behind him.

And he, the bald-headed venerable fist with a strong blast, rolled up two green smoke and dust, and rushed towards Li Tian like lightning.

At the same time, the Bald Venerable performed a gravity attack, and a coercion as thick as a bucket fell from the sky and landed precisely on Li Tian. Li Tian tried his best to break the gravity attack of the bald Venerable, but his body moved at a speed. But it is inevitable to be affected.

From a distance, Li Tian on the hillside seemed to be climbing up with a heavy burden.

"No... not good! Li Tian's strength seems to be quite different from that of the Venerable. If... if this situation continues, Li Tian may..." There is a trace of ominousness in the heart of the foolish practitioner Hunch.

More than ninety-nine of these refugees thought that the whole valley was quiet again, and even some of them could not wait for Li Tian's defeat in the battle and left.

Among the entire stream of refugees, only a few practitioners still had illusions about Li Tian, ​​and only Ye Meijing clenched these fists and kept cheering on Li Tian.

Li Tian's body was moving with difficulty.

Li Tian did not evade, did not evade, his eyes were firm, the purple electric dragon on the spear of heaven in his hand kept wandering, even with a smile on Li Tian's face, he still steadfastly moved towards the direction of the bald head. .

The distance between the bald head and Li Tian is getting closer and closer, and the bald head can even clearly see the sweat flowing on Li Tian's forehead as he resists his noble-level gravity attack.

"Let's give up, as long as the master of the Venerable level is serious, the master of the cultivator level will never be the opponent of the Venerable, even if you are the master of the ninth level of the cultivator!" The bald-headed Venerable laughed.

The distance between the two is getting closer!

100 meters...

Fifty meters...

Thirty meters...

The iron fist of the bald-headed master was already like a falling meteorite, turning into a hot red color, and a powerful energy impact had already made the monks who were far away from the hillside feel fear.

What about Li Tian?

At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Tian's mouth. He raised the Qiong Spear of the sky with difficulty, and roared, "Go to hell!"