The Battle Through Heaven
Try To Kill
“Jie, Xiao Yan situation does not look too good.” Looking towards the field at Xiao Yan who was lacking in weapons, Xiao Ning said nervously.
Xiao Yu, with a calm and calm face whispered: ” Why should I care if he dies, he wants to be a hero. Now he's better. He failed to become a hero and was bullied by others while losing face. “Slightly silent for a moment, Xiao Yu sighed:” Get ready to save her. Jia Lie Ao, that bastard seems to be bleeding out. “
Xiao Ning nodded reluctantly and did not dare to get on her bad side.
Compared to the nervous Xiao Yu, Xun Er seemed to be very calm. Her pupils swept across the field and fell on the less fortunate Xiao Yan while her sweet lips held a thin smile.
Dodging with great difficulty, Xiao Yan dodged Jia Lie Ao's attack. Just as Xiao Yan retreated, Jia Lie Ao approached as the wind attribute technique strengthened his speed. Clenching his fists firmly, with a fierce expression, Jia Lie Ao heavily charged into Xiao Yan's head.
With his back to the wall, unable to dodge, Xiao Yan's face was still as calm as the pool water and slowly sighed. The faint yellow Dou Qi ferociously ran to his clenched fist. With an unshakable stern demeanor, he finally began to clash with Jia Lie Ao.
Seeing that Xiao Yan had chosen to meet a force with strength against Jia Lie Ao, the surrounding crowd could not help but make a fuss. The big difference between the levels of both sides was obvious. If Xiao Yan continued to choose to avoid, then he could still delay the fight. But if he chose brute force, then he would undoubtedly be defeated.
Just when everyone would feel sorry for Xiao Yan, the, xiao Yan's tightly held fist suddenly spread out and a fierce formless thrust force suddenly appeared and ruthlessly struck Jia Lie Ao's stomach.
Jia Lie Ao's stomach suffered an indescribably powerful attack as her swift and harsh accusations were soon reflected back. His face turned pale and with eyes filled with evil, a thought hurriedly flashed across his head: What is this Dou technique? How could it be so weird? “
The faces of many people watching were shocked after seeing Jia Lie Ao suddenly burst backwards.
” Airless hands! “
Spreading his palm and targeting the flying back Jia Lie Ao, Xiao Yan, with a very sinister gaze chose the best opportunity. Immediately, with a wild suction force, he mercilessly pulled towards Jia Lie Ao.
In the air, it was pulled back as if he was a leather ball, Jia Lie Ao became furious and gritted her teeth towards Xiao Yan who was getting closer and closer while holding a trace of cruelty on her face. Cyan Dou Qi quickly condensed into the surface of his fist, suddenly forming into a small whirlpool: “Low Xuan Dou Technique: Green Wind Whirling Fist!”
The fist in the air carried a piercing wind sound while the immense wind pressure of the technique blew back the trash on the ground next to Xiao Yan.
Slightly narrowing his eyes, feeling that colliding with the violent wind pressure, Xiao Yan's skin gradually turned into a grave. His body, after a moment of silence, suddenly turned around. His right foot was firmly trodden against the wall with great force, leaving a trail as deep as half an inch. Using the power of the counter wall, Xiao Yan's body swirled in the air and his right foot curved into a strange arch. At this moment, his flexible legs appeared as if they were as hard as steel.
“Octane explosion!”
P pursing his lips, Xiao Yan's face felt cold. His right foot in the air finally stored enough strength and under the gaze of the crowd, it met with Jia Lie Ao's fist and made an explosion on contact.
“Don't be arrogant just because you are a three star Dou Zhe!
“Bang!” Fists and feet collided as muffled thunder emerged from the point of contact.
“Kacha!” Right at the moment of contact, the sound of broken bones pierced through the air. After the commotion, the bodies of Xiao Yan and Jia Lie Ao flew backwards at almost the same time.
His body smashed into the wall behind him, Xiao Yan felt something sweet rise in his throat and then spat it out. A mouthful of blood sprayed onto the ground.
Seeing that Xiao Yan had vomited blood, the surrounding mercenaries all sighed with regret. They all thought that Xiao Yan had already been defeated but suddenly Jia Lie Ao, who was violently slamming into the ground, suddenly clutched her right hand. He rolled around on the floor, releasing howls of sadness.
Among the crowd, there was no shortage of discerning spectators. As soon as they saw the strange shape wrapped around Jia Lie Ao's arm, they could not help but hold their sharp breaths, their faces showing shock.
The rumbling sounds among the crowd fell silent at this moment. The astonished sheet was fixated on the young man panting near the wall. After a while, cheers suddenly appeared in the air.
His red lips slightly opened, Xiao Yu stared in disbelief at Jia Lie Ao who was wailing miserably and said in amazement: “That little bastard, he actually won?”
Seems like. The man's arm was broken by Xiao Yan ¦¦ Xiao Ning swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Xiao Yan's ferocious attack made him recall the miserable condition he had experienced before. However, Jia Lie Ao's current condition was clearly worse, about ten times worse. Staring at Jia Lie Ao whose bones were almost sticking out of his arms, Xiao Ning could tell that this person's arm was most likely permanently deformed.
Hearing Xiao Ning's confirmation, Xiao Yu did not speak for a while. His vision was deeply fixated on Xiao Yan who was panting: So it turned out that this little bastard had already advanced into the Dou Zhe realm. No wonder he was not afraid.
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After sitting on the ground for a full ten minutes, Xiao Yan slowly climbed onto his feet and was swept away by the flu. Glanced at the nearby Liu Xi who was gawking foolishly. While dragging his numb right leg, he picked up the iron rod beside him. He stared dejectedly at Jia Lie Ao who was howling on the ground and stopped with difficulty. The Jia Lie Ao attack from a moment ago had already revealed the killing intent he had towards Xiao Yan. For those who wanted his life, Xiao Yan would also not be merciful.
Lying on the ground and staring at Xiao Yan who was getting closer, Jia Lie Ao's face no longer showed the slightest bit of cruelty, but rather looked panicked as she gulped. He could clearly discern the murderous expression in Xiao Yan's eyes, and could not help but say in haste: “I give up!”
Xiao Yan's face was completely expressionless and looked as if he did not even hear a word. He gripped the iron rod even tighter.
Seeing the young man's strong expression, even if it was a bloodthirsty mercenary, they couldn't help but feel a little scared. The current Xiao Yan made it difficult for people to believe that he and the young man who had always smiled before were the same person.
His steps came to a halt, Xiao Yan towered above Jia Lie Ao and looked at her. He suddenly grinned but the full smile that showed off those pearly white teeth made Jia Lie Ao's heart turn cold. Only now did he realize that this young man who was usually as calm as a sheep, actually had a heart more cruel than his.
“Dead, you bastard ....”
Laughing lightly, Xiao Yan's pitch-black disciple suddenly emitted a sharper killing intent and the black iron rod in his hand whistled loudly in the air to crash into Jia Lie Ao's head.