Vol 13 Chapter 67: Wei Zhuang's despair (1/6)

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Wei Zhuang's eyes were wide open, and he looked at the scene in disbelief in disbelief.
Wei Zhuang knows how powerful his sword is. It was a sword under his anger, a sword almost out of control, huge power, let alone freehand, even with weapons, it is impossible to simply deal with it!
It's no exaggeration to break the rock and cut the gold and jade!
But Chu Tian, ​​took it easy and took it empty-handed!
No, not just empty-handed!
Chu Tian actually smashed the sword with flesh and blood!
What a force!
Wei Zhuang, who had just fallen into extreme anger and was almost out of control, calmed down in an instant. The red in his eyes quickly retreated, and his brain was working desperately, looking for a chance. Almost at the moment when the sword shattered, Wei Zhuang quickly distanced himself from Chu Tian by five meters, ten meters, and twenty meters!
Until Weizhuang confirmed that this distance would not make Chu Tian threaten himself, Weizhuang stopped his steps.
He stretched out his hand towards the back, and another sword was thrown to Weizhuang and Weizhuang by his subordinates, and this calmed down a little. With swords and without swords, for swordsmen, the combat power is too different ...
Wei Zhuang looked at Chu Tian cautiously, silently ...
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"Are you afraid? Didn't you feel confident just now? I remember what someone seemed to say, I won something like that, the tone at that time was really arrogant!"
Chu Tian smiled and walked slowly forward.
There are no weapons and no tendency to attack, but the simple walking makes Wei Zhuang more nervous ...
At every step, there is an imposing oppression.
Step by step, constantly superimposed, Chu Tian's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and on the forehead of Wei Zhuang, sweat beads flow down drop by drop ...
"What are you doing? Why did I never hear of it?"
Wei Zhuang stared at Chu Tian's hands and asked Shen Sheng.
Wei Zhuang has also seen a lot of foreign practitioners. However, there are very few Chu Tian who are so outrageous, crushing long swords with their bare hands. This is a terrible force.
Hard Qigong? Iron shirt? No, it's not like that, Wei Zhuang can't find any other reason.
"Where is Kung Fu, just a little stronger."
Chu Tian smiled.
"strong body?"
Wei Zhuang didn't take it for granted and held his breath.
As long as it is kung fu, it definitely has its weaknesses, Wei Zhuang has always believed this. Just like, Chu Tian also has his weaknesses. Unfortunately, Xiaoli just now
Wei Zhuang suddenly thought of something, suddenly turned around!
People!
Little Li!
The girl who had just fainted on the ground suddenly disappeared! When?
That is Weizhuang's biggest trump card threatening Chu Tian, ​​but Weizhuang is still preparing to rely on Xiao Li to force Chu Tian to follow him! However, Xiao Li actually disappeared like this!
Bai Feng and Zi Nu were standing there, and it was very difficult to take people away from their eyes without sound!
Wei Zhuang inspected some times, and then he saw hundreds of meters away.
It was a woman in a black dress with long hair and shoulders, and the dark dress was elegant and elegant. The warm snowy skin exudes a radiant luster under the sun, which is more noble and elegant.
She is gently supporting Xiao Li, looking at Chu Tian from a distance ...
This woman saved Xiao Li ...
Such a long distance ...
Wei Zhuang frowned, so lightly, I'm afraid he dumped Baifeng hundreds of streets. Clenching the long sword in his hand, Wei Zhuang's mouth spit out a few words ...
"Holy messenger ... Li Ji!"
There are countless believers in the Holy Church, but there are only three Holy Messengers.
Li Ji, Nong Yu, Chi Lian.
One black, one white, one red.
Everyone knows that the status of the three women in the Holy Church is second only to Chu Tian. In the eyes of Christian believers, they are high above the fairies and always look forward to the existence.
But Wei Zhuang did not expect that the martial arts of this Holy Envoy was actually so high ...
The situation is more difficult than expected ...
Chu Tian smiled and said, "Relax, they won't intervene, your opponent, only me."
Wei Zhuang's eyes rose sharply and said angrily: "What are you proud of? Even so, there is still a decisive gap between you and me. If you lose one arm, how much power is left? Li threatened that it was me who still prevailed. The dragon soul is still mine. "
Wei Zhuang, who recovered from anger, quickly analyzed the form of presence.
Then he came to the conclusion that even if the situation reversed, he still prevailed. Chu Tian, ​​who lost an arm, is still the right hand and has no chance at all!
Wei Zhuang's true energy flowed slowly.
Ghost Valley swordsmanship flashed through Wei Zhuang's mind. Wei Zhuang must use the most perfect method to break the cover of Chu Tian's hands and pierce his chest!
He still has a chance!
Jian Feng became more and more fierce, Wei Zhuang adjusted his condition again. The sword awn in the hand is almost sharp and makes people unable to look at it. At first glance, there is a feeling of suffocation!
The flying sand around me was swept, continually arranged with Wei Zhuang as the center. In fact, as powerful as a dragon roaring, it came out!
This time, we must win Chu Tian!
Can't fail!
Wei Zhuang's faith is still so firm--
When Wei Zhuang's state was adjusted to the best state, there was even a tendency to attack. Chu Tian in front of him disappeared all at once!
Disappeared!
No sign disappeared!
Disappeared in his lock!
Wei Zhuang suddenly fell into a panic, even a little difficult to understand. In the midst, a sense of crisis suddenly came from behind, that was Wei Zhuang's keen perception as a swordsman!
Sting back!
Sting back!
This is Wei Zhuang's only thought!
It's a pity that Wei Zhuang's right hand hasn't had time to move, one hand has been pressed on his shoulder, Wei Zhuang has no reaction time at all, and a strong force comes from behind—
"Where are you looking?"
Chu Tian's lazy voice came from behind.
Sigh!
Driven vigorously by Wei Zhuang's shoulder, the sword in his hand quickly crossed his left arm, and even Wei Zhuang didn't have any resistance at all. …