Seeing that Zong Lixing, who was a martial mad four-pin, was hit to death by Lei Tian, Zong Liping was frightened, hurriedly retreated, and ran to Zong Liming's side from the other direction, the fear in his eyes had not yet dissipated, if he had attacked first just now, it would have been him who would have died, his realm was equivalent to the dead Zong Lixing, and he was the same as the martial mad four-pin.

Zong Liming was also slightly frightened, Lei Tian was so fierce, and the realm was at least above the fifth rank of martial madness, and it was really rare for such a young martial madness realm powerhouse to be strong.

But even so, Zong Liming still has a lot of confidence in defeating Lei Tian.

The people who entered the secret realm this time were all under the realm of martial tyrants, which also means that the strongest person was the martial mad nine grades, and before that, with the eight-grade spirit sword, the swordsmanship and martial arts of the highest grade were not low-grade, and they had defeated several martial mad nine-rank people, and the youngest of these people were thirty years old, and Lei Tian's age seemed to be no more than twenty years old at most, even if the qualifications were good, it was impossible to reach the height of the martial madness nine grades from the mother's belly.

However, Lei Tian's strange and unpredictable body has to be guarded against.

"Boy, if you use your body method, I admit that I can't hurt you, but you can't help me either, either you don't fight, or you don't have to go to the sky, and everyone walks aside."

Zong Liming's words were fierce, which meant that Lei Tian could only thunder with him by virtue of his body, so that there would only be a confrontation situation, wasting each other's time, if you want to fight, you don't have to use your body, otherwise they will leave and no one will care about anyone.

"It's nice to say, it's just trying to provoke me not to use my body, why bother to say it so tactfully, what's the use of a dead man wanting to save face, okay, I will meet your wishes, don't dodge or dodge, and fight with you with real knives and guns."

Lei Tian broke the other party's intentions with a word, and promised not to use the method.

"It's a man, and what you say counts."

Zong Liping grabbed the words, hurriedly spoke up, and pointed out, so as to block Lei Tian and prevent Lei Tian from repenting, of course, if Lei Tian really repented and acted in the body, Zong Liping Zong Liming couldn't help Lei Tian, what would happen to him.

However, their worries must be superfluous, man, a mouthful of saliva and a nail, what can't be done, how could Lei Tian agree to be so casual and relaxed.

"Don't talk nonsense, look at the tricks."

This time, Lei Tian took the initiative to attack, waved his fists, and instantly hit several palms, thundering and roaring, it was the blessed version of the thunderbolt fist, and the blessing mentioned here naturally means that it carries the power of real heavenly thunder, and the power of the thunderbolt palm has increased many times.

"This martial art doesn't seem to be of a high grade, why does it make me feel palpitations?"

Zong Liming felt the feeling of real heavenly thunder from Lei Tian's attack, and he was a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it, and he didn't have time to think about it, because Lei Tian's attack speed was like a meteor, as fierce as the tide of the sea, and if he was not careful, he would really be seriously injured.

The two swords swooped out, as if a sword qi burst out, piercing the air, and suddenly covered Lei Tian in the sword light, sealing the front and back, left and right, as if he was going to hurt Lei Tian under the sword in the next moment.

Zong Liping saw this situation on the side, his face showed joy, and although this kid is stronger than him, he doesn't know how to cultivate, he is a freak, but when he encounters Brother Zong, he is not still killed, you must know that the younger generation, even in the entire Giant Clan, Zong Liming's comprehensive strength is enough to squeeze into the top thirty, and his strength is amazing, and no one dares to provoke.

Zong Liming also felt a little proud in his heart at this time, being able to kill a cultivation genius with his own hands was also a rare thing, let Lei Tian continue to grow, he would definitely be a big rival in the future, and if he killed, it would be a hundred.

However, the smug look on his face has not yet disappeared, the attack sent by Lei Tian is greatly powerful, the flat ground is stormy, the wind is less stone, and the fist wind will shake Zong Liming's inevitable spirit sword, and the power of the spirit sword is resolved, Zong Liming's body is driven, his steps are vain, his body is unstable, in a hurry, the two swords are staggered, not seeking to hurt the enemy, only seeking self-protection, and then the body retreats, out of the battle circle.

Zong Liming had already used eighty percent of his strength just now, but he was still defused by Lei Tian, and he was almost injured, which made Zong Liming suspicious, how could the giant clan have such a powerful young powerhouse, why didn't the family spies mention this news, this person's body is unpredictable, his strength is unknown, he is really a strong enemy, he must not be underestimated, he must be dealt with carefully, don't capsize in the gutter, that's not good.

Roar!

Zong Liming roared in order to cheer himself up, and swung his sword to attack again, this time he did not keep it again, and the sword technique at the bottom of the box was made to come out, he has been immersed in this set of swordsmanship for many years, and he has achieved a small success, and he has reached the level of Dacheng, so that he can fight with the people of the martial arts and the nine products.

Lei Tian could also feel the pressure from the opponent's spirit sword at this time, if he didn't have divine sense, knew the truth and knew the truth, and dodged in advance, he was afraid that there would have been several more blood holes in the body, and he knew that it would be difficult to defeat the other party with a thunderbolt palm alone.

For a while, the two fought inseparably, Zong Renming attacked more and defended less, often seeing that he could hurt Lei Tian, but the other party was able to foresee it, and he could avoid it in advance, and then in turn took advantage of the gap to counterattack, so that Zong Liming had to use a few moves to get back to the draw.

Zong Liming is now more and more frightened, others may seem to see, he attacks more and defends less, it seems to be in the wind, Lei Tian attacks less and defends more, falling below, as if he is going to lose at any time, Zong Liming is there, but he knows that for a long time, the person who is defeated must be him, not Lei Tian.

Because, first of all, the spiritual power consumption of the two is not equal, Zong Liming blindly attacks in order to win quickly, and the physical consumption is very large, while Lei Tian dodges more and preserves his strength, and the second is that although Zong Liming wants to end the battle as soon as possible and hit or kill Lei Tian, he feels that he has more than enough strength and is always half a beat slower.

Don't drag it out any longer, otherwise he will definitely lose.

Zong Li's eyes showed a hint of determination, and he decided to use the strongest move, the reason why it was useless for a long time was just because if this move was used, the spiritual power would be empty, and anyone who came to the martial arts realm could easily defeat him, and only in the last resort would he use it.

Now, this is a situation, as long as Lei Tian is killed, Zong Liming's side still has a martial arts fourfold Zong Liping, who can protect him and recover his strength.

Thinking of this, Zong Liming's moves changed, the two swords stood on his chest, his movements changed from rapid to slow, but the momentum of his body was undiminished, the cold light of the spirit sword became more and more fierce, and the sword intent expanded rapidly from Zhang, where he passed, the weeds were cut off at the roots, and the thick tree of the bowl was like cutting all night, and the sound of the noise was toppling.

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