Chapter 737: Fierce battle

I don't know when, Zhao Long also became arrogant, perhaps because he never failed after becoming a practitioner.

At this moment, Zhao Long knew what it meant when there was a sky outside the sky and someone outside the world.

A mountain is higher than a mountain. The mountain in front covers your eyes. You think this mountain is the highest, but you don’t know that the mountain in front covers not only your eyes, but also the infinity behind the mountain. Endless mountains.

People can be confident, but not proud.

Zhao Long secretly told himself that he must practice his boxing harder and strive to reach the useless realm of ninety-nine punches as soon as possible.

Although the one hundred war bandits were different from his cultivation method, and his cultivation was one way, he could not display gorgeous spiritual energy, but he believed that Zhang Yifeng would not treat him badly. As long as he works hard, his achievements will not be much weaker than a hundred bandits.

"How are they? Nothing will happen, right?"

Stopping the indiscreet thoughts, Zhao Long asked Ji Dali.

What happened to the horrible attack just now?

"How do I know? It should be okay."

Zhao Long was a little speechless: "Should? What do you mean..."

"Anyway, the city lord said that he could beat a grand master, he must have done it. Otherwise, he would not leave just now."

Zhao Long was speechless to Ji Dali's answer. He did not speak any more, but stared at the smoke and dust in the yard without blinking.

Finally, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and the figure of a hundred war bandits appeared in the sight of the two. All the hundred war bandits were standing, and no one was in trouble.

"It's really okay."

Zhao Long's pupils kept shrinking, and with such a powerful attack, the hundred bandits were unscathed, which really surprised him.

Not to mention Zhao Long's surprise, even Nalanning was very surprised.

"It's okay, how is it possible!"

A hundred war bandits shot with all their strength, and their auras were exposed. The aura of these hundred people was only in the middle stage of the master, and the strongest was just the master of the later stage. How can they be able to block his full punch?

There is a huge trench between the master and the master.

"It's interesting, eat my leg!"

After Nalanning was surprised, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The big lion boxing just now was just a relatively low-level martial skill.

"Open mountain legs!"

Nalanning's feet suddenly stepped on, and his body was like a cannonball leaping into the void. Although he looked old, his movements were like thunder and lightning.

After rotating and tumbling several times in the air, Nalanning's whole body of qi suddenly bloomed on his right leg. This leg brought a long qi training, and pressed down toward the hundred war bandits in the air.

From the perspective of a hundred war bandits, this is where the legs are, but a great mountain of infuriating pressure is pressing down on them! The surrounding air was squeezed very thinly.

However, the more pressure, the more motivated the hundred bandits, the stronger the opponent, the stronger they are.

"Take us another knife!"

The eyes of the hundred war bandits shone divinely, and they crossed each other's position, and then struck again.

The blade light of a hundred people condensed again, forming an even more terrifying blow, slashing the infuriating leg in the air.

Boom boom boom!

The spiritual energy and the truth collided, and a terrifying loud noise erupted, and the surrounding houses shook, as if an earthquake occurred here. The sky's smoke and dust rose up again, forming mushroom clouds.

After a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated, and although the hundred bandits retreated a few steps at the same time, everyone was still full of energy and unscathed!

This is the Tiangang Sword Formation, which can not only bring together the strength of a hundred people, but also divide the enemy's attacking power. Only when one hundred masters are able to compete against one generation of masters, one hundred masters can compete with one another.

"Haha, a master, but so!"

The hundred bandits again accepted Nalanning's attack, laughing at each other, not arrogant.

"What is your formation?"

Nalanning finally saw the doorway. The hundred people seemed to form a whole, so they could block his attack. This was a bit tricky.

"It’s okay to tell you that this is the Tiangang Sword Formation. Today, you will become the first grandmaster to die in our hands! Remember us, we are the war bandit army of the Sole City! All those who offend the Sole City, Kill without mercy. Today, we will let blood flow here!"

The voices of the hundred war bandits were sonorous and powerful, reverberating all around.

Ji Dali and Zhao Long on the side just felt their blood boiled at the sight, wishing that they were also a member of the bandit army, and could have the opportunity to be a master.

Ji Dali even wondered if Zhang Yifeng should also teach him the technique of Tiangang swordsmanship and come to cooperate with a hundred war bandits. Anyway, there are not many Tiangang swords.

"Tiangang Sword Formation... But, do you really think you can kill me? Try my most powerful martial arts, cover the palm of the sea!"

Nalanning snorted coldly, and the true energy rushed wildly throughout his body. The tangible true energy condensed behind him like a blue ocean. Nalanning stood under the ocean, like the lord of the sea.

Of course, what lies behind him is not the real ocean, but the aura formed by real energy.

To form a real ocean, I am afraid that only immortals can do it, and no cultivator can do it.

This time, a hundred war bandits felt the pressure, and the ocean of true energy behind them contained a terrifying aura. It seemed that if this palm fell, all of them would drown under the ocean of true energy.

This is the full power of a master.

"Die."

Nalanning slammed his hands with both hands, and the huge ocean of innocence behind him was like a huge wave, slamming against a hundred bandits.

This momentum, magnificent and terrifying, is really like a palm overturning the entire ocean, worthy of the palm of the sea.

The hundred war bandits looked at each other without any hesitation. They raised their swords high and shouted at the same time.

"Tiangang Sword Technique: Ask Heaven Sword!"

At this moment, there was no aura on the one hundred war bandits, all the aura was gathered on the big sword in their hands.

The broad sword has light, soaring into the sky, a hundred rays of light, like a hundred beams of light, the beam of light is magnificent, it seems to be able to connect to the sky. .

"cut!"

With a low roar of a hundred war bandits, the beam of light suddenly tilted, and only then discovered that this is where the pillar of the sky is, but a huge knife, which is like a dog's head cut, cut from the air, with Falling down, a hundred swords converge on each other, superimposed on each other. Every time an aura sword is superimposed, its power becomes stronger.

Just in the blink of an eye, a hundred knives condensed and turned into a knife with a terrifying aura.

What is Tiangang? Raise a knife and ask the sky!

Cut, cut, cut!

The huge Wentian knife slashed towards the terrifying ocean of innocence.

This time, there was no huge explosion. Instead, it was like a silent movie, with a sword cut into the ocean of true energy.

The reason why there was no blasting was that Wentiandao Mang was too sharp and the speed was too fast. When the blade is extremely sharp, how can it make a noise? Even the reinforced iron plate will break down instantly.