C547 A Powerful Attack

Article 547. - Boom! -

He had to end this battle quickly!

Obviously, the contenders had realized this as well. The scales on his arm reflected a strong black light under the sunlight.

"Vast Heaven Thump!"

The scale arm bent and suddenly pressed down. A terrifying aura that was like Mount Tai pressed down and burst out. The air was directly torn apart and exploded inch by inch. The sound of air exploding could be said to be lingering on endlessly.

The strength of this arm had gathered all the strength in his body. It could be considered his strongest attack!

At this moment, Jian Ao's life was at stake!

If he allowed this arm to fall, then even if Jian Ao's physical body was as strong as a Fifth Rank Demonic Beast, it would still be useless.

The elbow was aimed at Jian Ao's throat instead of the other parts. Once it fell down, it would definitely go through his throat and break his throat. At that time, would he still be alive?

His entire scaled arm was bent. Under the reflection of the scorching sun, it was like layers of stairs, incomparably dazzling.

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"It's so bad, so bad!"

Wu Chen howled in grief. "If this strike hits, Third Young Master is dead for sure! Wuwu, my poor Third Young Master! Why are you so pitiful! He had just returned and was about to leave! I can't bear it! I can't bear it. . . "

"Shut up!" Ning Ming couldn't help but shout.

How could the Third Young Master die! He was an existence that even a Sword General could deal with. How could he die in the hands of a mere master swordsman? This was completely impossible.

"Uh," Wu Chen was stunned. He hurriedly asked, "Brother, aren't you worried about the Third Young Master's safety? Although my cultivation base is low, I can still feel that I have used all my strength in this battle. Once I land, wuwu. . . Third Young Master, why are you so pitiful. . . "

" I believe in Third Young Master! We have to believe in Third Young Master!"

Ning Ming said word by word.

Wu Chen's eyes lit up. He realized that this young man in green had an inexplicable confidence in Jian Ao.

"That's right! Wu Chen, don't cry yet! Perhaps the Third Young Master is treating the enemy as if they are weak and wants to numb the opponent! " Han Shizhong looked at the green robe and felt that the latter was very familiar. He only recalled the memories in his mind and found that this person did not exist!

Han Shizhong remembered the time when he left with Jian Ao. There was also Ning Ming. But that was a person. Yao, this person in front of him was a pure man! This did not make sense.

Wu Chen was stunned once again. He once again realized that other than himself, everyone else had an inexplicable confidence in the Third Young Master.

How could he not have confidence? Han Shizhong and the others remembered that Jian Ao had inherited the Slaughter Sword Intent. It was too early for him to say that he had failed before he could unleash the sword intent.

On the other side.

Xu Qing, Jiao Yu, who was watching this scene, had a smile on his face. Apparently, he also thought that this strike could end Jian Ao's life.

Jian Ao would surely die under this strike!

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A thousand miles away from the life and death arena, a middle-aged man was flying towards this place at an extremely fast speed. The surrounding Qi had merged with the heaven and earth. This was the sign of "Force. "

An existence that could comprehend "Force" was definitely an expert that could not be seen. In reality, this was indeed the case. This man was a Sword General Expert that descended from the Great Elder's mountain peak. This time, he had come down the mountain with the orders of the Great Elder Gu Feng. He wanted to announce that the two parties would stop fighting Jian Ao.

"Soon, soon, we're almost at the border of the inner sect!" He muttered to himself.

However, there was doubt in his eyes. He didn't understand why the dignified Great Elder of Heavenly Sword Sect would personally order the two parties to stop killing one person. This was too abnormal!

Although he didn't understand, he still chose to listen to the order of the great elder. He had to rush to the inner sect as fast as possible to stop that life-or-death battle!

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Inner sect, Life and Death Storm Platform.

The powerful force of the contest was like a heavenly staircase crashing down. Once the arm fell, Jian Ao, who was lying on the ground, would die without a doubt.

Suddenly, Jian Ao, who was lying motionless on the ground, opened his eyes wide. " With a few jumps, his originally lifeless pupils were like the spring breeze, as if all living things had been revived. In an instant, they returned to their original color and were even brighter than before. In particular, there was a trace of dominance and collision in the depths of his eyes.

The one who entered the eyes was an elbow. Jian Ao had been prepared for this. He did not make any other moves. He raised his fist and threw a straight punch. However, it carried a sharp edge like a sword. It was full of an indomitable and powerful momentum!

It was as fast as lightning and thunder. In an instant, he collided with the punch.

"Bang!"

A deafening sound of collision rang out.

His elbow, which was covered in black light like a flight of stairs, suddenly stopped. He was not allowed to move forward at all.

Jian Ao did not wait for the contest to have any reaction. He kicked with his foot and hit the contest's abdomen. The latter immediately staggered backwards. At the same time, Jian Ao also used this force to turn around and get up.

"You!"

The contest, who was staggering backwards, pointed at Jian Ao. He was so angry that he could not make a sound. It was like this again. Every time he felt that he could kill him, he would always give himself a pleasant surprise. It would be fine if he could kill him once, but it could still be considered luck. But this was the second time.

Originally, victory was in his grasp, but now it was filled with uncertainty.

He wasn't the only one who was stunned. Even Wu Chen and the others, as well as Xu Qing and the others, were stunned.

Happiness brought sorrow. Xu Qing and the others had thought that Jian Ao would die for sure, but now, Jian Ao was still alive. He stood up and seemed like he was going to fight back. Wu Chen and the others had thought that Jian Ao would die for sure, but he was still alive. It was good that he was still alive! They didn't expect any other outcome.

"What about me!" Jian Ao asked back. He stared straight at Jian Ao. "You felt good torturing me just now, didn't you? Humph, well, I will let you have a taste of being tortured!"

Stepping forward, he unleashed the Wind Chasing Step. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the battle. Without even looking at him, he threw out a punch.

Zheng's pupils constricted. He keenly sensed that this punch was different from the previous ones. It was as if there was a qualitative leap. . . It carried a domineering aura that would never be returned until Lou Lan was broken. It carried a powerful aura that was like a hot knife cutting through butter. It also carried a powerful fist force that pressed forward with indomitable force.

However, he did not have time to think too much about it. He clenched his fist and welcomed it with a punch.

"Bang!"

A dull sound was heard. However, it did not last for long before he saw a figure fly backwards. It was a fight.

Jian Ao did not show any mercy when he had the upper hand. He stepped forward to meet the figure.

Bang! Bang!

Without giving the opponent any time to react, a huge fist kept falling down!

Previously, Jian Ao was treated as a punching bag, but now he was treated as a punching bag. The contrast could be said to be huge.

"Leave him behind with your fist!"

Just as Jian Ao was about to take his revenge, a sound came from afar.

Jian Ao's eyes narrowed. He secretly called out to his opponent's helper to come. He couldn't play anymore, so he shouted, "Go to hell!"

He threw out a punch, causing blood to spurt out!

The punch was powerful enough to kill the opponent!

Before the pitiful fight died, he didn't understand why Jian Ao, whose eyes were still lifeless, had become so fierce.