Thunder Martial

With the battle armor broken, Shan Kui's combat power naturally weakened, and he could no longer be Zi Chen's opponent.

The other party did not intend to kill, so Zi Chen also stopped.

Shan Kui cupped his fists at Zi Chen, and said shamefully: "I'm defeated."

This is an indisputable fact, because Zichen's light shield is still intact.

Shan Kui said again: "May I ask if this soldier has been baptized?"

Zi Chen nodded and said: "Now the grade should be in the top 100."

"If you lose to a hundred soldiers, you will not be wronged!"

Shan Kui shook his head and sighed, seemingly free and easy, but in fact his face was full of regret, because that expensive battle armor was just scrapped.

"So what about a hundred soldiers? Shankui, don't build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige."

The young man in the distance suddenly rose into the air and stood in front of Shan Kui.

There is also a fighting spirit on his body.

"Master, no!"

Shan Kui was taken aback, and hurried to dissuade him, he had personally experienced Zi Chen's fighting power, and the light shield alone was not something the young master could fight against.

I don't know whether it is self-confidence or arrogance, the young man waved his hand to signal Shan Kui that there is no need to say more, he looked at Zi Chen and said, "Today I will let you see what it means to have heaven and man outside the sky and people outside the sky. Don't think that if you have a hundred soldiers, you are the world Invincible."

Zi Chen looked at the young man, and saw a powerful aura suddenly surged from the young man's body, which was emanating from his long robe.

"It's the Fang family!"

"It's definitely the Fang family!"

"Only the Fang family can create such a battle armor and such a unique magic robe!"

Seeing the young man's shining robe, many people in the holy mountain city exclaimed.

The Fang family is a power north of the holy mountain, and it is a real big power. It is famous for refining defensive magic weapons, and it is a huge family that is truly rich and incomparable.

There have always been rumors that the Fang family's power can compete with one of the holy mountains, which shows its strong foundation.

At this time, the Faling Robe displayed by that young man was obviously of high quality.

Zi Chen looked at the young man in front of him, and there was some coldness in his eyes.

The young man said with a smile: "Even if you have hundreds of soldiers? You are not good at attacking, can you break through my defense?"

I saw rays of light suddenly bursting out from the young man's robe, and these rays of light scattered in all directions, forming a defense.

"Even if I stand still here and let you attack, you won't be able to break through my defense!"

The corner of the young man's mouth curled up, and the irony was very obvious.

"Are you sure?" Zi Chen looked at the young man.

The young man snorted, and said, "Today I'm going to tell you a truth. There are people out there who are outnumbered by others. Don't think that defeating an entertainer is just so great."

Zi Chen puts away the shield and changes sticks.

Light bloomed from the long stick, and a powerful breath was released.

Zi Chen fell with a stick.

The space seems to be torn apart by this stick.

Shan Kui seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and wanted to step forward to block, but without his battle armor, once he went up at this moment, he would definitely die.

The young man signaled Shankui to retreat with his eyes, but he stood there without moving.

Shan Kui had no choice but to retreat.

Zi Chen's stick fell and landed on the young man.

I saw countless ripples surging out, like ripples on the water surface, dissolving the power of Zi Chen's stick layer by layer.

Zi Chen felt that the power on the stick was dissipating continuously, but the defense of the young man in front was intact.

Zi Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that he was really careless. If it was a life-and-death battle, his carelessness would suffer.

The young man still looked at Zi Chen with a smile, and the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth remained undiminished, "How?"

Zichen's second stick fell again, and a ray of purple and gold light bloomed from the stick. With a bang, the young man's defense was immediately broken, and dozens of cracks appeared in the robe on his body.

The young man's body flew upside down out of thin air, and the previously invincible robe hung on his body like rags, floating back and forth.

"Master!"

Shan Kui exclaimed,

Fly to the distance.

It's just that his reaction was slow, and he didn't expect that the power difference between Zichen's first blow and the second blow would be so great.

The young man's body fell to the ground, and then he started coughing up blood.

The surrounding area was completely silent, and even the holy mountain city was quiet for a moment.

Shan Kui came close, and the young man waved his hands and said, "I'm fine."

While speaking, he vomited blood again.

Shan Kui was very worried about his young master, but even more worried that Zi Chen would kill him, so he turned around and looked at Zi Chen vigilantly.

Zi Chen didn't continue to make a move, he glanced at Shan Kui, then at the young man, turned around and left.

The young man staggered to his feet, looked at Zi Chen who turned to leave, and smiled, letting the blood overflow from the corner of his mouth, he ignored it and said: "This is only the second floor, you are going to run away in a panic, and when you get to the third floor, you Don't you have to be chased and fled?"

Lan Gumeng and Shanya looked back at the young man, their eyes were extremely cold, obviously Zichen let him go, he didn't know how to be grateful, and he dared to provoke him.

"Let's go."

Just when the two were hesitating whether to take action to teach each other a thorough lesson, they only heard Zi Chen's voice.

The two had no choice but to follow Zi Chen, and before leaving, the two of them did not forget to warn the young man's hateful face with their eyes.

"That's right, it must be the second generation ancestor of the Fang family, Fang has no face."

"It's not good to provoke anyone, and you dare to trouble Zichen. A set of battle armor and a magic robe are scrapped like this. It's a pity."

"What's the pity? The Fang family is rich and powerful, and that person is Fang Wulian, a prodigal by nature."

The second ancestor of the Fang family, Fang Wulian, was affectionately called Fang Wulian because of his reputation, and he was capable of doing anything shameless.

For example, in this trial, when I went to the Holy Soul Mountain, I didn't get any bullshit, and my own loss was not small.

And there are countless similar stories.

What kind of cheating, rape, robbery, gagging, stealing, all of them are extremely proficient, it is said that he himself is not well received in Fang's family, if it is not for his extraordinary status, I don't know how many times he has died.

What makes countless people regret is that Fang Wulian has a good family background, and his own brother is the future helm of the Fang family, so many people dare not speak out against him.

Fang Wulian, known as Fang Wulian, was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth at this moment. He patted Shan Kui on the shoulder and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

Shan Kui looked ashamed.

"What's your expression? Isn't it just a set of battle armor? I'll make another set for you when I get back. Let's go, let's go back now." Fang Wulian said.

"Go back now?"

Shan Kui couldn't help being taken aback, and said: "But we haven't got anything yet, and we haven't been to the third floor yet."

"It's all like this, if you don't go back, can't you wait to be beaten by others?"

Fang Wulian waved his hand and said: "I won't go to the third floor. According to my personality, the young master, I will beat people if I don't keep it neat and see who doesn't like it. Right now, the young master can't beat anyone. Let's go back to the holy mountain city Call a few girls here, go to the Buzui Building to drink flower wine, and go happily."

There was booing in the city.

The owner of the non-drunken building even blew his beard and stared angrily, little bastard, what do you think the old man is not drunk?