Chapter 1710 Let’s Bloom Another One

At the same time, Zhao Ritian encountered great difficulties.

Without iron in hand, you are three points weaker.

Zhao Ritian has no weapon in his hand! He can only use the White Cloud Armor to resist!

However, if Baiyunjia resisted head-on, the consumption of true energy would be huge.

Fortunately, Zhao Ritian was full of energy and was not afraid of consumption. Instead, he was too weak to fight like this.

If you want to grab a weapon, the other party will not be a pushover. If you grab one person's weapon, eight people will come and chop you down.

Zhao Ritian was besieged by the crowd, and his Baiyunjia was almost chopped to pieces.

One person yelled: "How can this bastard be so resistant to chopping?!"

"He has powerful Qi and also has protective armor!"

Zhang Boyuan commanded, "Don't fight him with fists and palms! His Qi is weird, and it will disrupt the body if it hits the body! Wear him down, wear him down to death! Iron Hook Team! Go!"

Zhao Ritian roared: "You bastards, I'm going to fight you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist was hooked by an iron hook.

"Um!?"

Just as Zhao Ritian was about to shake it off, another iron hook hooked his other wrist.

Zhao Ritian suddenly spread his arms wide, leaving room for maneuver, and then crossed his fists in front of his chest!

The two men holding the hooks were dragged to the ground.

At the same time, Zhao Ritian was hit on the back with a stick and chopped twice with a knife.

Zhao Ritian grabbed the rope, pulled a man over and punched him, causing the man to bleed from the nose.

When he raised his fist again, his wrist was caught by the iron hook and pulled apart.

Zhao Ritian left the man behind and rushed straight towards the Iron Hook Man.

Once the rope is released, it will have no effect. Whether it is hooked or not, it cannot restrict Zhao Ritian's movements.

The man was frightened for a moment and turned around to escape.

Zhang Boyuan was quick-witted and quick-handed. He picked up the rope with his own feet and pulled it hard.

Zhao Ritian lost his balance in mid-air, punched out, hit the man in the face, and fell to the ground himself.

He turned around and roared, then rushed towards Zhang Boyuan.

After two steps, his ankle was hooked again and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Zhao Ritian turned around and roared: "If you have the guts, fight with real swords and guns!"

In an instant, Zhao Ritian looked up and saw the sky full of iron hooks and ropes.

Zhao Ritian roared: "The Red Emperor Burns the Sky..."

Before he could finish his words, an iron hook grabbed his neck, and seven or eight people were pulling the rope and running wildly.

Zhao Ritian's neck was strangled and his feet were out of control. He could only retreat quickly. After a few steps, he fell to the ground with a thud. Then countless hooks fell down, hooking his hands and feet and pulling them apart.

Zhang Boyuan gasped: "Don't chop him! Use a sledgehammer!"

A group of people pushed over a wooden cart with a frame on it. An arm extended out from it, and at the end of it was tied a large iron ball covered with spikes.

Zhao Ritian's body was hooked by more than ten or twenty hooks, unable to move, and he watched helplessly as the car rose above his body.

The rope was untied at once, and the iron ball fell down with a whoosh, bang!

Zhao Ritian instantly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He kept cursing: "You bastards! You are a bunch of sinister villains! I will fuck you!"

Zhang Boyuan commanded: "Pull it up! Keep going!"

Everyone ran back holding the hammer, and Zhang Boyuan waved his hand, let go, and the hammer fell.

boom!

Zhao Ritian spat out another mouthful of blood: "You...a bunch of...beasts..."

Zhang Boyuan smiled: "The benevolent is a god, huh? Acala, right? And there's a protective armor!"

Then he said viciously: "Go on!"

Pull up the hammer again!

Zhang Boyuan patted Zhao Ritian's face with the back of his knife: "How do you feel now?"

Zhao Ritian's mouth was full of blood, and he stared at Zhang Boyuan: "Not bad! As long as I think of that hammer as your mother, I will feel good!"

The expression on Zhang Boyuan's face froze instantly: "You will die in an ugly way!"

Zhao Ritian gritted his teeth and said, "Let your mother come again! I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Zhang Boyuan is so angry!

He turned around and shouted angrily: "Keep going! Hit him until he can't speak anymore!"

A group of people pulled the rope, pulled it up quickly, and then let go again.

The moment the hammer fell... a figure suddenly appeared above the hammer!

He is as light as a swallow, as agile as a dragon, and his eyes are as sharp as torches!

He pushed the hammer with his foot and exerted force suddenly. The hammer deviated in direction and hit the corner of the wooden cart with a loud bang.

The hammer was too heavy, and when it hit the wooden cart's legs, the whole cart lost balance and collapsed.

The moment Long Aotian landed on the ground, Jun Zixue swept away, and more than a dozen ropes were cut. He pulled Zhao Ritian away, and the wooden cart fell to the ground with a bang, landing at Zhao Ritian's position.

Long Aotian pulled Zhao Ritian and looked at Zhang Boyuan: "Fuck you, you already have a way to die."

Zhao Ritian got up, looked around, and rushed over to grab the sledgehammer.

Zhang Boyuan was extremely shocked. He turned around to look at the Iron Spear Team and found that they had all been defeated.

He turned his head and looked at Long Aotian, opening his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Long Aotian had a straight face and looked at Jun Zixue sideways: "Well, I still like you Tianwu people looking at me with this expression. I never get tired of seeing it."

Zhang Boyuan roared: "Kill him for me!"

Long Aotian sneered and turned back, "Ritian, we... Hey, hey, hey, that heavy thing doesn't work! Don't hold it! Damn! Let go!"

Zhao Ritian is stubborn!

"This is Zhang Boyuan's mother. I'm going to beat him by hugging her!"

Long Aotian was extremely depressed: "Calm down! Here you go! It's from the master."

Zhao Ritian took the Junzixue and asked, "What do you use?"

Long Aotian smiled slightly and stretched out his hand: "Of course it's better."

The plum blossom spear appears!

A group of people rushed towards Zhao Ritian.

But at this moment, Zhao Ritian was wearing armor and holding a knife in his hand. He was completely different from the person just now!

With a strange cry, he rushed out, and his combat power doubled immediately!

Zhang Boyuan stared at Long Aotian: "Long! Ao! Tian!"

Long Aotian looked coldly at the crowd surrounding him who did not dare to charge.

The corner of his mouth curled up: "Surprising, right?"

"You...are clearly under control!"

"Heh, this spear formation, iron hook formation, and power-breaking hammer were all prepared for me in the Mohist formation. I've seen them before. But Zhao Ritian is smart enough to think of it as your mother. It really makes me happy."

Zhang Boyuan clenched his sword tightly: "Fuck you..."

At this moment, Zhao Ritian suddenly appeared and slashed at him with a knife: "Fuck you!"

Zhang Boyuan was horrified and immediately drew his sword to block!

But he could block the knife, but not Zhao Ritian’s fist!

A knife and a punch! A knife and a kick! A knife and a slap! A knife and a stone hit him on the head.

Long Aotian also took action instantly, protecting Zhao Ritian from behind and allowing Zhao Ritian to do whatever he wanted.

Zhao Ritian yelled as he beat him: "Feint to the east and attack in the west! Feint to the east and attack in the west! You're playing tricks on me! I let you play tricks on me! So what! There was a time when I fooled you, right? "

Zhang Boyuan was hit on the head and blood was flowing. He gritted his teeth and kicked Zhao Ritian away, roaring: "I want you to die!"

At this time, the little monkey said, "Save my brother! He can't hold on any longer!"

Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian both looked in the direction of Lu Chengwen.

Yao Weng placed a chess piece and said silently: Then... bloom another one.