Chapter 530

In this case, Zhan Tian never hesitated and took the shot directly.

"Who, get out..." at the moment when Zhan Tian just killed, I don't know who it was, and a dignified voice sounded.

As soon as this sentence came out, even the strong half step emperor of the black tiger didn't react. He just felt a flash in front of him and a dark shadow shuttled in front of them in an instant.

The long sword pointed to the Mo Xuan in the Persian attic. It felt as if something flashed in front of him. A subconscious sword stabbed out. Without any reaction, he heard a scream.

"Elder martial brother Mo......"

"Senior brother Moxuan..."

At the next moment, a group of disciples behind Mo Xuan were awakened by the scream, and they saw a figure in front of them coming straight to the door with a fast invisible speed.

Finally, just about to shoot at the front door, Mo Xuan waved his long sword at the last second and blocked his front door in an instant.

But even so, he was shot backwards, because without any preparation, a clang and a spark cut from the long sword of Mo Xuan.

Without any reaction, Mo Xuan resisted in a panic. Naturally, it was an instinctive reaction. He didn't improve much power, so he was shot backwards. Because there were too many crushed slag in the gravel vein on the ground, Mo Xuan didn't have any reaction. Accidentally, there was a gravel under his feet, which helped him slip down in an instant. The moment he slipped down, because of his physical condition, a dog ate shit in an instant, He threw himself on the rock wall on his right, without any reaction, and let out a scream.

At this time, Zhan Tian had thrown the Persian attic into the attic. On his side, he stood in front of the stone gate. There was blood dripping from the toilet on the left wall. However, the next moment, Wan mujue operated and healed instantly. At this time, someone had seen Zhan Tian's face clearly and looked at each other.

"Who are you and why did you save that bitch?" the black tiger seemed to find something at this time, and said in a deep voice.

He also dared not be careless about the disciple who suddenly appeared, who had a good body method and made him feel very dangerous because of his low level.

"Who am I?" Zhan Tian stretched out his right hand and touched the place where his left arm had just been stabbed by Mo Xuan's long sword. His blood was bloody and warm. He couldn't see his anger and was still happy. He raised his head and looked at the other side.

"Boy, you don't care about him. Just as Zhan Tian's voice fell, a man wearing fire red armor came out behind the black tiger. He looked down at Zhan Tian with a king's arrogance.

"It's up to you?" Zhan Leng snorted and said as if he were the air.

However, before he finished speaking, the other party had killed him, which made Zhan Tian stunned. He couldn't believe it. The other party clearly knew that he was not a disciple of the half step war emperor. He dared to shoot him. He simply didn't pay attention to him.

In fact, Zhan Tian also knows that the other party is looking at the bottom of his own strength level and the middle level of the king of war. Indeed, if he is replaced by others, it will still be the same. If he is replaced by himself, it may also be the same. After all, geniuses are arrogant, especially when they see that their own strength is very low and dare to save people in front of them.

"The heavy sword has no edge, boy, die for me." when the other party took off in the air, a huge black sword appeared in his hand. Without a word, he directly displayed his proud swordsmanship, turned into a black cold light, and cut the shadow of the sword to Zhan Tian.

Seeing this, Zhan Tian frowned and a long black-and-white sword appeared in his hand. He greeted and went up with two clangs. Without saying more, the latter naturally regressed.

"How is it possible..." when he went back out, the other party's mind was blank. He couldn't believe it. All this was true.

He couldn't understand, let alone believe that a small ant in the middle of the war king could beat back the peak of the war king.

When he withdrew about ten meters, he straightened his waist and looked at Zhan Tiandao with unbelievable eyes. "Boy, you dare to sneak on me. You're dead."

The other party was pushed back by Zhan Tian's attack. Considering the group of people behind him, he was angry and said to Zhan tiannu.

However, at this time, in this narrow mine cave, there was no fighting. The black tiger also understood this. When he saw that the other party had to fight, he directly roared "come back? You're not his opponent "

"Master..."

"Call you back..."

The black tiger didn't even look at the other party. He said directly in an ordered tone. Then the other party could only retreat obediently under the command of the black tiger, but when he returned, he turned back and raised his head towards Zhan Tian's provocation, which was very arrogant.

But these, Zhan Tian didn't speak, when the air was the same.

"Boy, who are you, a friend in the Persian attic? I don't remember you?" The black tiger said, looking at the road behind him intentionally or unintentionally.

Because he knew that his friends in the Persian attic kept their promise for hundreds of miles inside the yellow sand cliff, but they didn't know where it was.

When Zhan Tian said that he was the other party's friend, he was very vigilant around for fear that the master of half step war empire would suddenly kill around him.

"Do you deserve to know who I am?"

Zhan Tian disdained to look at this disciple, who was called senior brother black tiger by a group of disciples. Black tiger, black tiger, wearing a black fur coat, was about 1.82 meters tall, majestic and majestic. His whole body exuded momentum like a rainbow, like a mountain coming from the top. A pair of copper bells with big eyes and upright eyes, seemed like a God in the world. With these copper bells, he could shake the world?

Zhan Tian can see that this burly young senior brother called black tiger doesn't have to know that the other party must be an important disciple of this group.

However, Zhan Tian was dismissive when he saw the other party's eyes, but he was very uncomfortable. Then the word wind turned around and said, "why do you want to shoot at the Persian attic?"

To be arrogant, Zhan Tian is arrogant and domineering, which makes everyone tremble in an instant.

Because the voice of Zhan Tian fell, a frightening martial law spread like thunder.

However, before they could react, the change was happening, because the fire meridians in Zhan Tiandu's body throbbed at this moment.

"What's going on?" Zhan Tian was worried and thought that a disciple who understood the attribute of fire came. However, the next moment, old Yun's excited voice sounded in his mind.

"Boy, do you feel like you can open the stone door and go in, fire crystal? Ha ha ha, "said old Yun, as if a child drank his mother's milk. He was very excited.

"What, fire attribute spar"