MTL - Martial Arts: Just Finished the Patrol, the Beginning is Ruthless-Chapter 117

In his heart, he secretly complained, Xia An's sword moves were too fast and powerful, and the continuous attack made him breathless.

Sooner or later, you will be overwhelmed.

Back and forth, the two fought against each other for several rounds, their power and influence were so strong that the hearts of others were terrified.

Wanwan held the evil emperor's relic in her arms, and looked at Xia An's back without blinking her beautiful eyes.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

Earlier, when Zhao Deyan made a move.

Undoubtedly, Wanwan smelled the breath of death.

A half-step grand master wants to kill a grand master, but he can't waste much energy.

Wanwan couldn't help but feel fear just from the strong murderous intent.

That is the coercion of the superiors on the subordinates, and it is difficult to disobey.

However, Xia An's move easily resolved this crisis.

At that moment, it was difficult for Wanwan to describe what kind of mood she was in.

it seems...

is protected.

The sense of security that emerged from the bottom of her heart was the first time Wanwan had developed it except under the protection of Zhu Yuyan.

The shoulders of the young man in white are not thick, and even have a scholarly air, but they are like a mountain, which makes people feel at ease.

Wanwan had to admit.

She was really moved.

Yes.

..........0

It sounds ridiculous, because it is only two days since the first meeting between the two.

However, Wanwan clearly knew that the throbbing that could not be concealed and could not be controlled was real.

For the first time in my life.

"No wonder..."

Wanwan bit her red lips lightly, and she somewhat understood why the famous master of the Sakura Palace was rumored to be willing to stay by Xia An's side.

Regardless of appearance, strength, or even power.

This white-clothed young man seemed to have achieved the ultimate, especially since he was always chic and calm.

For any woman in the world, it is a deadly poison.

"Unexpectedly, I also have today."

Wanwan laughed at herself, but couldn't tell if she was happy or worried.

As proud as she is, she never thought that she would be tempted by any man in the world.

But I didn't expect this day to come so fast and so violently.

Of all things in the world, the word "love" is the most complicated.

It's just that what Wanwan met wasn't a love for a long time, nor was it a day and night companionship. ,

Women are emotional.

Just for a moment, if you meet, then you will meet.

On the contrary, even if a mortal has been with Wanwan for hundreds or thousands of years, it may be difficult to open her heart.

Looking at Xia An's swaying figure in white, Wanwan's eyes were hazy, as if covered by a thin layer of mist, and she couldn't help being dazed for a while.

Chapter 160 Evil King Shi Zhixuan

The shadows intertwine.

Zhao Deyan gradually couldn't hold on anymore.

Xia An's offensive was too fast and too fierce. Every sword seemed to be understated, but only he could understand the pressure involved.

Every time Zhao Deyan felt that he could hold back, he would get an extra wound on his body.

By now, he was covered in injuries, and his blood loss was extremely serious.

This kind of long-flowing style of play is simply a kind of torture, and it is also the most terrifying.

Because this means that the absolute control of the battle situation is the crushing of strength.

It's like cat and mouse.

The young man in white in front of him could kill himself without any effort!

Zhao Deyan wanted to escape several times, but he found that he couldn't even do the simplest escape.

"Do it!"

Zhao Deyan let out a roar.

"Two eighty zero" He knew that if he didn't do anything else, he would die here as a half-step grand master.

Hearing this, the disciples of the Moxiangmen who followed Zhao Deyan came to encircle Xia An one after another.

"court death."

Xia An held out a sword expressionlessly, and the sword energy surged out, instantly taking away the life of the person who charged first.

Zhao Deyan grinned grimly, and took advantage of this gap to retreat violently, not to get entangled with Xia An.

Instead, he went to kill Wanwan.

His target was never Xia An, but the evil emperor's relic in Wanwan's hands.

However, facing Zhao Deyan's actions, Xia An remained unmoved.

Although Zhao Deyan's move surprised him a little, it was nothing more than that.

Clang!

The light steel sharp sword trembled slightly.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Xia An's eyes fixed slightly, as if a little surprised, the light steel sword in his hand stopped trembling.

"die!"

Although Zhao Deyan didn't know what happened, he was ecstatic when he felt the sharp sword energy disappear behind him.

He accelerated his attack towards Wanwan.

Boom!

However, the next moment, his expression suddenly froze.

Seems to have seen something incredible.

It was an indescribably majestic force that surged from in front of Wanwan.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe appeared here at some unknown time.

Even Zhao Deyan didn't react to the ghostly figure of his figure, until the two were about to collide, and then he reacted belatedly.

The temperament of the gray robe is like a Confucian scholar, but he slapped an extremely domineering and fierce palm.

This palm didn't cause much trouble, but it passed through Zhao Deyan's claws and landed on his chest.

"puff!"

Zhao Deyan, who was already covered in injuries, only felt a huge force coming from his chest.

Then, the whole person flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and landed heavily on the ground.

"Shi Zhixuan?!"

He covered his chest with one hand, coughing up blood, and his eyes were full of fear.

Suddenly kill this person, not someone else.

It was one of the eight masters of the demon sect, the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

The skill of the whole body is still above that of Zhu Yuyan, the Queen of Yin.

It can be said that he is the strongest in the true sense of the magic gate!

A figure at the level of a grand master.

No wonder Zhao Deyan was so terrified.

He was not Xia An's opponent in the first place, he was seriously injured in the battle, and now he was facing an opponent at the same level as Xia An, how could he parry?

This palm alone had already broken his sternum and inserted it into his heart and lungs.

"You're too embarrassing to my holy sect to attack a junior."

Shi Zhixuan's expression was indifferent, and he looked down at Zhao Deyan condescendingly, as if looking at an ant.

"Let... let me go."

Zhao Deyan's mouth was still bleeding continuously, and the alveoli had already been punctured, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

That is to say, his physique is already comparable to that of a grand master, otherwise, he would not be able to speak at this moment, and would have died long ago.

"Die."

Shi Zhixuan was unmoved, and pointed out.

laugh!

The finger force was not obvious, and it didn't even make any ripples in the air, it was very flat.

But it just pierced Zhao Deyan's chest and pierced his heart so casually.

"No…"

Zhao Deyan's face was full of disbelief, he never thought that he would die in such a way.

But no matter how much he struggles, death is the destination he cannot escape.

In an instant, Zhao Deyan fell backwards, his hands hanging down feebly.

A generation of magic commanders, just killed 0...

All are quiet.

All eyes were on the gray robed man who suddenly appeared.

He just stood with one hand behind his back, like a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

But there was a sense of loneliness in his body, as if he was incompatible with this world.

Zhao Deyan's death, no one thought it was any accident.

It wasn't that he was too weak, but that the man in gray robe was really too strong.

The evil king Shi Zhixuan, this is the undisputed strongest of the Demon Sect.

He just stood there, giving people an infinite sense of oppression.

At this moment, Shi Zhixuan's brilliance seemed to be a bit more than that of Xia An just now.

This is the prestige he has gained through countless outstanding achievements over the years.

For this, most of the people present were in awe.

Shi Zhixuan turned around indifferently, and didn't look at Zhao Deyan much, as if the one who died in his hands was not some magic commander, but an unknown little character.

Wanwan stared blankly at the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

The plain hand firmly shook the evil emperor's relic in his hand, and subconsciously looked at Xia An who was at the side.

She didn't quite understand why Shi Zhixuan would suddenly kill Zhao Deyan.

Xia An's expression was calm, but he wasn't too nervous.