Thunder Martial

"You saved me?" Zhang Haotian looked at Zichen.

"It was you who saved yourself." Zi Chen said lightly.

Zhang Haotian looked at the wound on his body, and there were still some traces of elixir, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, I owe you my life."

The cruel youth is no longer cruel.

"You're welcome, my name is Zi Chen, a disciple of the Lingwu Sect. The main reason why you survived is because your willpower and physique are far superior to ordinary people." Zi Chen smiled faintly. Zhang Haotian was seriously injured, he could wake up in just two days, and his physique is definitely considered good.

"Zhang Haotian, Zhan Wuzong." Zhang Haotian said: "In short, I owe you my life."

"Can you still go? It's been two days, and the pursuers are probably coming soon." Zi Chen didn't want to get entangled in this matter, so he turned around.

Zhang Haotian had already stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and said, "No problem."

There was a look of surprise in Zichen's eyes, this Haotian's physique was really extraordinary, he nodded, "Then let's go."

The two of them had just left, and within half an hour, there were four figures rushing towards this side at a high speed, and they arrived at the place where Zi Chen stayed before.

"Come one step too late, they're leaving." The young man in charge said indifferently.

"Chase, brother Chen Chen's instructions must be completed." Another young man said.

The others nodded, raised their breath and chased forward. During the surge of true qi, the strength of the four people was revealed, all of them were at the tenth level of true qi.

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The injury has not healed, and Zhang Haotian died just after walking for dozens of miles.

"Let's go, I'm afraid I can't do it." Zhang Haotian leaned against a big tree, panting heavily, the healed wounds all over his body showed signs of cracking again, and traces of blood flowed out from the wounds.

"I didn't die from the serious injury before, so where did I go?" Zi Chen smiled, bowed and said, "Go, I'll carry you on my back."

Zhang Haotian hesitated for a while, and finally said gratefully: "Thank you."

"you are welcome."

"Why did you save me?"

"When the road is injustice, draw your sword to help." Zichen said with a smile: "Of course, there is one more thing, your fate is very similar to my fate. People from our sect chased me, and you were chased and killed by people from your sect. Same fate, same fate. Encountered, it can be regarded as a confidant."

"Friend." Zhang Haotian was startled, obviously touched by this word.

Zichen's physical strength is very good, he runs with a person on his back, his face is not red and he is not out of breath, and he walks in the mountains and forests without slowing down at all.

It's just that with Zhang Haotian's seriously injured body on his back, he really couldn't stand the long-term bumps. After a while, his face turned pale, and there were many wounds on his body bleeding, but he didn't even hum.

"Are you okay?" Zi Chen asked.

"No problem." Zhang Haotian gritted his teeth.

"This guy is really tenacious." Zi Chen thought to himself, speeding up again, just considering Zhang Haotian's injury,

Zi Chen's speed slowed down a bit.

Two hours later, Zichen was exhausted, and Zhang Haotian on his back could hardly hold it anymore, so he had to stop and rest.

"I'm going to get some elixir, your wound is bleeding again." Zi Chen said, turning around to leave.

But at this moment, four figures walked out from the forest. These four people were all dressed in black, their expressions were cold, with murderous intent in their eyes, they fixed on Zi Chen firmly.

These four were complete strangers, Zi Chen frowned and looked at each other, at the same time the breath around his body began to surge, and he became alert.

"It's you Zheng Hua!" At this moment, Zhang Haotian's pupils shrank and he exclaimed.

"We have been chasing you for several hours, but we finally arrived. It seems that we came at the right time. One is seriously injured and the other is very exhausted." The young man in the lead is Zheng Hua, a disciple of Zhan Wuzong's inner sect. After the two of them, there was inevitably a sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if the two had become a turtle in a urn.

"It seems that this is God's will. God wants them to die." Another thin young man also said coldly.

Four people are approaching.

"Let's go while there is still time. I'm sorry, I got you into trouble." Zhang Haotian blamed himself.

"What did you say? They are not only coming for you, they are also here to kill me." Zi Chen stepped forward, supported Zhang Haotian, and made him lean against a big tree.

"I'm powerless to fight anymore. The four of them are all at the tenth level of true qi. You are no match for them. Why did you die in vain?" Zhang Haotian said angrily.

"This is not death." A cold light flashed in Zi Chen's eyes, "Even if it is death, I will bring a few people with me to the funeral."

"You...!" Zhang Haotian wanted to say something, but found that his throat was choked up, and he couldn't say anything. An inexplicable emotion appeared from the bottom of his heart, and his cold eyes seemed to be moist.

At this moment, seeing Zi Chen's not tall back, Zhang Haotian seemed to understand the meaning of brother.

"Don't be ashamed, today is your death day." Zheng Hua is slowly approaching, and the tenth level of true energy is already surging.

"Zichen, let's go, I, Zhang Haotian, recognize you as a brother, but I don't want to hurt you." Zhang Haotian choked up and said, Zichen's back moved him too much.

"Hehe, I can't leave now even if I want to, so you should pray that I can win. Otherwise we will really die today." Zi Chen smiled lightly, his eyes were calm, and the black sword in his hand exuded a threatening cold light .

"This is Ling Fei's sword, boy, he has some courage, but he still has to die." After the words fell, Zheng Hua's figure flashed, and he flew towards Zi Chen, and a cold light flashed across Zi Chen's eyes.

Streaming sword technique!

The black light flickered, and the black sword stood in front of the cold light like a streamer, making a clanging sound, the two weapons collided, besides the sound of gold and iron, there were also sparks flashing.

With one blow, Zi Chen took a step back, two attacks exploded in front of him, and the torrential energy rushed towards Zi Chen.

Zi Chen remained motionless, letting the energy hit and resisting it, because Zhang Haotian was behind him.

"Good boy, it's all right, it seems that I underestimated you." Zheng Hua sneered, Zi Chen's powerful physique blocked all the aftermath of energy.

"Hmph, I never think highly of you. If I fight alone, I will definitely be able to take your head within three moves." Zi Chen sneered.

"Really?" There was a sneer in Zheng Hua's eyes, and he said, "But unfortunately, you will never have the chance to fight alone with me."

Another round of attacks showed that the existence of the four tenth layers of true qi launched a fierce attack on Zi Chen.

Flowing Sword!

Fusion combat skills!

Thunder finger!

Not to be outdone, Zi Chen unleashed the strongest moves in an instant, the sword light flickered, the tiger roared, the thunder raged, and explosions appeared from the forest.

"puff!"

After a round of attack, Zichen vomited blood and took another step back. All the strength in his body was exhausted, his head was sweating profusely, and his clothes were wet. On the other hand, the four opponents were calm and calm, but they didn't consume much. , there was a touch of surprise.

Zi Chen's powerful combat power far surpassed the imagination of the four of them, and even after running all the way, he still blocked their two waves of attacks.

At the same time, they are also fortunate that they did not meet the two in their heyday.

"Huchi, Huchi." Zi Chen began to pant heavily, the sound of breathing was like the sound of a bellows, very heavy.

At the same time, Zi Chen's heart also started beating violently due to the great consumption.

"Boy, let's see how long you can hold out against our attacks." Zheng Hua said coldly, "Attack again."

The four attacked again.

But in an instant, Zichen's breathing became weaker, and a tyrannical aura emerged from his body. After reaching the limit of consumption, the heart was replenished again.

"No." Under Zhang Haotian's moist eyes, Zi Chen used defense as an attack and rushed towards the four of them.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"

Silent impacts sounded one after another, the sound of thunder exploded continuously, and the sound of swords and knives resounded through the entire dense forest.

With blood splattered, yelling and yelling, Zi Chen fought fiercely with the four ten-level true qi beings with his own strength.

"puff."

The light of the knife flashed, and a hole was opened from Zi Chen's body. At the same time, the black sword in Zi Chen's hand flashed, piercing the opponent's shoulder armor.

"boom."

Zi Chen was punched in the chest, but on the contrary, a thunderbolt exploded from the opponent's chest. With the physique of a ninth-level beast, Zi Chen only attacked without defense. A sword must be returned with a sword.

Such a desperate fight was even more ruthless than desperate Saburo. For a while, the four ten-level true qi beings were beaten timidly and at a disadvantage.

"No." Zhang Haotian was extremely annoyed in his heart. Zi Chen is a genius, a real genius. If he really died here, Zhang Haotian would regret it for several lifetimes, but he wanted to help, but he didn't have the strength. At this moment, He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

He could only watch helplessly on Zi Chen's body with scars one after another, blood lines one after another, tears sliding down his cheeks, Zhang Haotian, who has always been ruthless, actually shed tears at this moment.

"Peng!"

After a bang, the battle separated again. Zi Chen stepped back a few steps and stood in front of Zhang Haotian with a body full of scars. His face was covered with blood and his clothes were torn. He was very embarrassed, but his eyes were still bright and still calm.

And looking at the other four, they had gloomy faces at the moment, and shock was written in everyone's eyes.

"Good boy, I underestimated you." Zheng Hua wiped off the blood on his cheeks fiercely, only to see a sharp sword scratch on his face. With a backhand blow, he almost cut off half of his face.

"Kill, this son won't die today, but we will die when we meet him in the future, and we will kill him even if he is seriously injured." Another young man whose shoulder armor was pierced also said coldly.

"Come on." Zichen held a black sword and rushed towards the crowd again.

The sword light flickered again. Zi Chen started desperately again, but no one noticed that the multiple wounds on Zi Chen's body stopped bleeding after a few breaths and another impact, and the wounds showed signs of healing.

Only the battle of life and death can hone oneself.

"Flower sword!"

"Misty Step!"

"Thunder Finger!"

Zichen is fighting death. All he relies on is his unique heart and continuous energy supply, which enables Zichen to go from one limit to another. , is also progressing at an unprecedented speed.

"boom."

This is the fifth time Zi Chen has launched an attack, and he himself has reached the limit twice. There are countless wounds all over his body. The flesh inside can be seen from the wounds, but there is no bleeding.

After the consumption of the human body reaches the limit, the heart can provide energy, but after the life reaches the limit, it seems that it is time to fall.

Zi Chen already felt that his life was about to reach its limit.

"Kill!" But he still persisted and rushed towards the four of them.

"This is a monster, the two of you go to kill Zhang Haotian." The four of Zheng Hua were finally defeated by Zi Chen's powerful offensive, and their consumption was also very high.

Zheng Hua rushed towards Zi Chen, stabbed Zi Chen in the chest with one blow, but then a black sword flew towards him, trying to cut off his head, in desperation, Zheng Hua flew back, at the same time, another person followed Zi Chen Chen fought together.

The two entangled Zi Chen, and the other two had already run towards Zhang Haotian. When Zi Chen found out, it was already too late, and the two had already arrived in front of Zhang Haotian.

The knife light flashed suddenly, Zhang Haotian tried his best to dodge, and finally dodged a blow, followed by another punch, coming towards his forehead. At this moment, Zhang Haotian no longer had the strength to dodge, and could only watch helplessly. Calling, the next moment, it seems that you can hear the cracking sound of your head.

"No." Before dying, Zhang Haotian heard Zi Chen's unwilling voice.

"Thank you, brother." Zhang Haotian's heart has never been so peaceful, even in the face of death, because today, Zhang Haotian has a brother.

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