Chapter 1200: Equally matched, yet extremely strange

Seeing this scene, the Tsing Yi warrior's eyes lit up. Lan Cai and this boy are quite capable! It seems that I can't be too trusting, otherwise, I will only suffer the loss.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stretched out his arm and blocked it in front of his chest.

"Click..."

I saw that Lan Caihe's punch attack directly hit the green-clothed warrior's protective aura.

After a muffled sound, Lan Caihe's fist suddenly burst out with a powerful force of Qi, which was then transmitted along the fist to Lan Caihe's arm. Lan Caihe's arm instantly became numb.

At this time, his body was also knocked back dozens of steps by Lan Caihe's punch.

Standing on the ring, after seeing the two of them fighting, the martial arts masters in the audience started talking.

They looked at the arena and couldn't help but exclaimed. They never expected that the warrior in green was so powerful.

Not only were they shocked, Lan Caihe was also a little surprised at this time.

He also did not expect that the defense of this warrior in green was so powerful. The punch he just made could be said to have used all his strength, but he still couldn't do anything to the green-clothed warrior, and couldn't even shake his body.

Looking at the warrior in green, Lan Caihe suppressed the smile on his face.

Seeing Lan Caihe suddenly stop smiling, the Tsing Yi warrior standing on the stage was stunned, and then he snorted coldly. Said: "Boy, this trick of yours is of no use to me! You don't have to put in any effort!"

Hearing this, Lan Caihe smiled faintly and ignored his words. Just watch him quietly to see what he wants to do next.

Seeing Lan Caihe ignoring his words, the Tsing Yi warrior was also a little depressed. With a slight tap of his legs, he rushed to Lan Caihe's side instantly, then swung his fist and smashed Lan Caihe's face.

Looking at the oncoming punch, Lan Caihe narrowed his eyes slightly. He stamped his right foot suddenly and moved his body quickly to the side.

This punch struck Lan Caihe hard with a sound of breaking through the air, and arrived in front of Lan Caihe in an instant.

Seeing the punch getting closer and closer to him, Lan Caihe's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"drink……"

Just when Lan Caihe was thinking about what to do if he couldn't escape in time. He only felt his body being hugged tightly. Then, his figure flickered. Instantly breaking away from the shackles of the Tsing Yi warrior, he appeared outside the ring.

As soon as Lan Caihe stood on the ring, a fist from the warrior in green landed on the ring. There was a dull thud and a cloud of sparks.

And at the same time. He also made a hole in the place where Lan Caihe was standing just now, causing gravel to scatter and dust to rise.

"So strong..."

Standing opposite Lan Cai and the warrior in green. Looking at the hole in the ground made by his punch, he couldn't help but said in shock.

Lan Caihe shook his head after hearing his words. Said: "This punch of yours has no effect on me, so I'd better just accept death!"

After saying that, Lan Caihe attacked the Tsing Yi warrior again.

"Boy, you do have some strength. However, you are still a little behind in front of me!"

"I don't believe that your strength can surpass this arena!"

Looking at Lan Caihe who was attacking him again, the warrior in green snorted coldly and said.

"Rumble..."

After hearing his words, Lan Caihe's attack became more fierce. Every punch brought with it a series of afterimages.

The fists of the two people collided continuously, making a dull sound, and violent energy fluctuations also rippled around.

Seeing that Lan Caihe was actually on an equal footing with him, his pupils shrank slightly.

"snort……"

Seeing that Lan Caihe was still attacking him, he snorted coldly, stretched out his arms, and waves of tyrannical Qi emanated from his body, and condensed into a long sword behind him. Knife shape.

Looking at the shape of this long knife, Lan Caihe's expression also changed slightly. He knew the power of this weapon.

"This sword is called the God-Slaying Sword. It is the treasure of our sect. It is a magic weapon left by our sect leader back then. It is extremely powerful!"

"This long sword is made up of one hundred and eight divine weapons. Each divine weapon hides tyrannical power. Although you can resist my attack, you will never be able to stop me. You will be killed by this knife attack, you must die by this knife attack!"

"snort……"

After hearing his words, Lan Caihe curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Do you think this can kill me? I think you are just fanciful!"

As he spoke, Lan Caihe's arm suddenly reached forward and grabbed him instantly.

Seeing Lan Caihe's claw, the expression of the warrior in green suddenly changed. He did not expect that Lan Caihe could resist his attack. You must know that in their sect, there are only a few elders and deacons. Being able to do this, other elders and deacons simply cannot do it.

After seeing Lan Caihe grabbing him, the Tsing Yi warrior did not dare to neglect. He quickly dodged to the left, trying to avoid Lan Caihe's attack.

Seeing the actions of the warrior in green, Lan Caihe's eyes flashed with a cold light.

Although this green-clothed warrior was not as strong as the previous ones, his speed was also very fast. In Lan Caihe's mind, if this guy lived a little longer, he would probably be his biggest opponent.

"Shua..."

Lan Caihe's figure swayed, and he took a step forward and chased to the left.

Lan Caihe had just caught up with him for a few breaths, and he was already behind the green-clothed warrior.

"Go to hell!"

At this time, Lan Caihe did not hesitate, raised his hand, and slapped the back of the green-clothed warrior's head.

At this moment, Lan Caihe used all his strength without any reservation, just wanting to slap the green-clothed warrior unconscious with one slap.

Just when Lan Caihe's palm just touched the back of the green-clothed warrior, Lan Caihe's palm suddenly stopped.

Because he felt that his palm seemed to have passed through a thin film, and did not touch the back of the green-clothed warrior's head at all, and he also clearly saw that his palm did not penetrate the film after penetrating it.

"Impossible..."

At this moment, Lan Caihe looked at his palm, his eyes widened, and he murmured in disbelief.

This was all too weird.