C30 Dead End

The sky was filled with fist shadows as if they were bombarded by heavy artillery! Shen Jianxin was forced to retreat, not to mention using his sword arm to assassinate his opponent, it was difficult for him to even get close to his opponent.

Finally, Shen Jianxin changed his strategy and no longer persisted. He turned and took a detour to the side.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! A huge amount of fist power fell down like rain, causing the ground to become full of holes and the scene of devastation.

Shen Jianxin rolled and crawled, barely dodging, and went around to the right.

"I will cut down your Cauldron first!" The youth let out a loud shout and rushed towards the copper cauldron that was emitting the fragrance of the medicine.

"How dare you!" Nan Batian laughed coldly. Another wave of fists shot out, knocking Shen Jianxin backwards. He then sat down in between the two benches.

As he retreated, the two tall youths who were tied to the bench also suffered a few punches, causing them to grimace in pain and groan in pain.

Shen Jianxin was battered and exhausted, he jumped up and shouted, "I can't kill you, and you can't do anything to me! This young master will be leaving first! "

With that, he started to run, his speed actually not slow at all.

Nan Batian had the upper hand. He wouldn't let Ye Xiao escape. He quickly operated his martial art and chased after him.

Nan Batian thought, this kid was very weird. He had the protection of the sword qi, and after receiving so many punches, he still had the energy to escape. He had to be on guard.

Just as he was thinking about how to catch that brat, Shen Jianxin suddenly stopped after running a few steps.

"Come! Come and fight me if you dare! If I don't chop you into pieces, I won't be surnamed Shen! " Shen Jian Xin shouted.

If he couldn't beat him, then he would run. If he ran far away, then he would curse. This was simply the behavior of a defeated dog!

For a while, Nan Batian was in a bad mood. He had no choice but to operate the Sky Breaking Fist Art again. He had made up his mind to wait until his opponent was exhausted.

"If you have the guts, then stand there and don't move. This young master will use a sword qi to hack you to death right now!" Shen Jianxin was still winking and swearing.

Nan Batian took a deep breath again. The veins on his arms bulged and streams of energy flowed from his forearms to his fists. His Sky Breaking Fist Art was ready to be unleashed.

"Attack!" Shen Jianxin suddenly raised his voice and roared.

Before he finished his sentence, Nan Batian suddenly felt a sound of wind coming from behind him. He was immediately startled.

Unfortunately, he was still half a step too slow. A vigorous black shadow suddenly turned around and sat up, holding onto the thick waist of Nan Batian. His arms were like steel hoops, motionless.

Nan Batian was shocked. The tyrannical body martial artist's powerful blood vitality suddenly erupted, and he desperately struggled.

The black shadow behind him was shocked by the explosion of Nan Batian's vital energy and blood to the point that his bones were cracking. However, it remained motionless, as firm as a rock.

Right at this moment, Nan Batian's left leg tightened. Another person wrapped themselves around his left leg and tightly held it. It was like an old tree with roots deeply rooted in the ground. They also had the same attitude of determination, unwilling to let go no matter what.

While Nan Batian was stunned, Shen Jianxin had already rushed forward at full speed. He did not hesitate to brandish his sword arm, drawing a beautiful arc in front of him.

"How dare you!" Nan Batian was furious. His Qi and blood rushed forward. He unleashed a monstrous strength, pushing the power of the Tyrant body realm to its limit.

What Super Armor meant was that after forging the tendons, bones, skin, and membranes, a martial artist's body had already reached a perfect state. Every move of his or her hands and feet contained the explosive power of the limit.

Nan Batian used the full power of his Super Armor Realm to make the big guy on his back cough up blood and fly away.

The other person under his feet was even more useless, as he was easily thrown several meters away.

However, the reason why the full force of the Tyrant Body Qi was activated, was not to escape from the restraints of the two, but to defend against Shen Jianxin's sword arm and slash.

One slash to break the body!

Nan Batian's movements suddenly stopped. Shen Jianxin also stopped with him.

This sword, Shen Jianxin had already used all of his strength, gathering all of his fighting spirit and exploding with it. If he did not succeed, then he would die!

The two of them looked at each other and their gazes collided violently.

Nan Batian suddenly took a step back and looked at his chest in surprise.

"Impossible, impossible! I am at the Tyrant body level, how could I lose? " Nan Batian couldn't help but mumble to himself.

He could not believe it, but he could not not not believe it. A red line appeared on his chest, followed by a large amount of blood gushing out, quickly dyeing it red.

Nan Batian's face was filled with disbelief. He subconsciously reached out his hand to cover the wound on his chest. Unfortunately, more and more blood flowed out, forming a line of blood that dripped down his wrist to the ground.

"Cough, cough!" Nan Batian couldn't help but cough a few times. In the end, the blood flowed down his throat, choking him and making him spit out a big mouthful of blood.

At this moment, Shen Jianxin was almost completely exhausted. He could only hope that the other party would quickly collapse and the tense feeling in his heart would finally dissipate.

The two tall young men who were sent flying by Nan Batian were half-kneeling. One of them was lying on the ground with his head held high. Both of them had the same thoughts as Shen Jianxin, hoping that Nan Batian would quickly fall down.

The two teenagers were the two people who were tied to the bench just now.

Shen Jianxin had purposely stepped in front of them to protect them. He had quietly cut the rope that tied the two to each other with the sword in his arm, and then used his body as bait to lure Nan Batian to the two of them.

These two youngsters were really sharp, unexpectedly understanding Shen Jianxin's tactics. They calmed down and remained hidden, and at the most critical moment, they finally appeared and locked down Nan Batian, creating an opportunity for Shen Jianxin's decisive attack.

Nan Batian was covered in blood. He staggered a few steps and said with a sad face, "No, I don't want to die! I beg you, please spare me! "

The three youths didn't continue attacking because they could tell that the wound on Nan Batian's chest was too deep and too long. It was likely that this person would have a hard time surviving.

Shen Jianxin held on, and with each step he took, he ran towards his cousin.

He was very worried about his cousin's injuries. He didn't know if she had woken up from being slapped on the shoulder by the evil person.

However, at this moment, the three of them didn't even notice that Nan Batian was holding his chest. Instead, they moved next to the large copper cauldron.

Nan Batian endured the pain in his chest. He gathered his strength, clenched his fingers into a fist and punched the cauldron.

This punch was the final explosive attack of Nan Batian on the border of life and death. It was extremely powerful, and actually pierced through a fist-sized hole in the middle of the Crucible.

Crash! * The medicinal liquid from the giant copper cauldron sprayed out and heavily drenched Nan Batian's entire body.

Strangely, as the medicinal fragrance wafted out from the cauldron, the horrifying sword mark on Nan Batian's chest stopped bleeding. His face turned from pale from the loss of blood just before to a ruddy color.

The medicinal liquid flowed out from the cauldron in a steady stream and then flowed into the horrifying wound on Nan Batian's chest.

Immediately, the sword mark began to shrink and heal at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. In just a few blinks of an eye, Nan Batian's Qi and blood returned to normal, and it continued to rise, becoming even more powerful than before.

"Oh my god!" Look at Nan Batian! " At this moment, the baby-faced teenager finally noticed the change in Nan Batian, causing him to immediately cry out in fear.

Shen Jianxin and the other young man suddenly turned their heads and saw the proud smile on Nan Batian's face once again.

"You ignorant peasants! You want to kill me? Dream on! "

"I have indeed wasted a pot of spirit liquid for Elder Wei! In a while, I will throw all four of you into the cauldron, and cook them alive to vent my hatred! "

As Nan Batian spoke, he desperately absorbed the spirit liquid in the cauldron into his body. His aura became stronger and stronger, and in just a short moment, he had already broken through from the low-rank Tyrant body to the mid-rank Tyrant body. Even up to the high-rank Tyrant body, the surging Tyrant body aura was still increasing.

At this time, among the several black-clothed elders guarding the furnace, one of them was lying on the ground, quietly opening his mouth to receive the spirit liquid that spilled from Nan Batian's body. However, he directly stomped on it, and his head exploded.

"Lowly seed!" You deaf and dumb old things want to get your hands on Elder Wei's spirit liquid? Damn it! All of you deserve to die! "

Nan Batian was like a mad tiger. Although his physical strength had greatly increased, after this unknown spirit liquid entered his body, his mind seemed to have lost its clarity of mind.

The remaining two old men in black hurriedly retreated and crawled on the ground. They didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Seeing that Nan Batian's injuries were gradually recovering, the three youths were all frightened to the point of ascension. Two of them were born, and their souls were in a state of turmoil.

When had they ever seen such an unreliable thing? It was obvious that there was a long cut on his chest, but now he just drank a few mouthfuls and everything was fine?

"Run!" It's better to run! " The fair-skinned youth with the child's face exclaimed.

The other dark-skinned young man with the build of a bear shook his head and said angrily, "Run my ass!" Fight it out with that son of a bitch! I don't believe he's not hurt at all! Everyone go all out and put him down! "

With that, the dark-skinned youth picked up the bench beside him. He didn't even bother to frown when he saw that Nan Batian's aura was getting stronger and stronger.

With a bitter face, the baby-faced youth had no choice but to pick up another bench. Even though his teeth were trembling in fear, he refused to run away alone.

If he could not even kill his opponent with his sword, then Shen Jianxin's mind would go blank. He felt that he had exhausted all his skills and skills, and there was nothing he could do.

At this time, Feng Xin'er, who was on the ground, suddenly gave a soft warning and slowly woke up.

Feng Xin'er woke up at the wrong time, unable to comprehend the situation she was in, and looking at everyone with a blank face.

Nan Batian's gaze fell on Feng Xin'er. He thought for a moment and suddenly smiled: "Brat, it seems that you care about this girl a lot."

Hearing that, Shen Jianxin's entire body trembled, and he suddenly raised his head.