MTL - Thunder Martial-Chapter 7 Thunderbolt teenager

The purple scorpion fell to the ground and reached the limit of life. With only a strong will, he did not let himself faint.

"Hey!"

Excessive blood loss, has been on the verge of death, the heart seems to stop beating, suddenly, the heart of the purple scorpion suddenly jumped, the sound of tremors, a strong silver energy, emerged from the heart, rushed toward the limbs.

This energy, through the limbs, through the blood, poured into the body of the purple scorpion, under this energy, the wound on the sable is shrinking and healing at the speed visible to the naked eye.

Just like eating a panacea, the wound first stopped bleeding, and then began to scar, all this is just a few breaths. After a few breaths, the wound that had just crusted was loosened. The knot that had been knotted before, fell instantly, revealing the smooth and delicate skin inside.

"Sure enough!"

The wound was instantly restored, although the face of the sable was still white, but the spirit was a lot more. Looking at the scar that fell when it touched it, the purple eyes flashed a fine light.

Silver energy is everywhere, and the purple scorpion escapes once again.

After carefully covering up the footprints, the purple scorpion pretended to be a sly look and fled toward the front. He knew that Zhao Can must still chase after him.

The injury recovered, but the infuriating condition has not recovered. At this time, the purple scorpion is still very weak. Even if Zhao Can is injured, he may not be able to win.

So, he is looking for a place to rest.

Bypassing a hill and finding a relatively secret place, Zi Yan began to meditate and practice.

There is not much time left for him, so the purple scorpion must quickly restore its strength.

The aura around the world is gathering toward the purple sable, and the purple scorpion at this moment is also in a state of mind and body.

He feels that he has become a heaven and earth energy, become empty and empty, just like a floating soul, fluttering, and then it is in a strange space.

This is a white and silver space, the space is full of silver lightning energy, but there is nothing else here, it seems very empty.

"What is this place?"

Just as the purple sorrow was in doubt, the lightning energy in the silver space suddenly surged, and a huge vortex appeared from the front.

The purple scorpion flew back, far away from the whirlpool, his eyes, staring at the whirlpool.

The vortex continued for three periods of time. After the three-degree interest, the vortex disappeared and the lightning space returned to normal again, but the place where the vortex appeared before was more than a figure.

A teenager who radiated thunder and lightning.

The age of the other party is only sixteen or seven years old, and it is still a teenager. However, this young boy is thundering, and his expression is extremely indifferent and his eyes are sharp and electric.

This is a lightning teenager.

Zi Yan raised his eyes and looked at the thunder boy in front of him incredulously, because the look of the thunder and lightning boy was exactly what he was.

"how is this possible?"

The purple eyes are wide and the eyes are full of horror.

Thunder and lightning, I saw the purple eyes, there seems to be a slight fluctuation in the cold eyes. But nothing more, after that, the lightning teenager stood in the same place, hands clenched, and the thunder and lightning began to riot.

Between vagueness, the figure of a tiger seems to appear from the thunder and lightning teenager. The indifferent eyes were slightly closed, and they opened in an instant, and then the fists slammed toward the front.

"Roar!"

A shiver, Zi Yan seems to see a tiger rushing toward himself when the other side punches.

Three-way combat skills, fierce tiger punch.

The first type of killing, the tiger went down the mountain.

The fierce tiger slammed down the mountain, with a strong momentum, with the momentum of the king, rushed toward the purple scorpion, in the process, the thunder and lightning boy hit a second box, the tiger roared.

A tiger slams the mountain forest, the roaring roar, representing the mountain king to defend his territory. After a roar, the momentum of the tiger has climbed to the top.

Become a real king.

The first two styles are just the beginning of the killing, the third type of the tiger's boxing, the tiger's food, is the final blow, but also the strongest blow.

After the king's momentum climbed to the apex, Zi Yan saw the king of the mountain forest, and came to himself, opened his mouth and opened his mouth, revealing Sen cold teeth and rushing toward himself.

Zi Yan stood in the same place, looking at the tigers in a stupid way, the whole person was completely swallowed by the boundless silver light...

The mind returned, and the purple face turned white and suddenly opened his eyes. There is exhaustion in his eyes, and there is also... shock.

"The tiger punch is actually the true meaning of the tiger punch. Who is the lightning teenager? What is the silver space?" Zi Yan was shocked by the scene of dreams.

The thunder and lightning juvenile only played three styles, but summarized the true meaning of the tiger's boxing, which made the purple cicada see a real tiger, the real mountain king in an instant.

The tiger’s boxing is a fierce route. Zizi thinks that the three styles have long been skilled and can be played backwards. However, when I saw the thunder and lightning boy’s direct intentions, Zi Yan knew that his previous thoughts had What a ridiculous thing.

There are only three types of tigers, one is more than one, and the third is the combination of the first two, which drives the third tiger to eat.

If you play it upside down, it is ridiculous and ridiculous.

The sable is also the first time, and I really know that the combat skills also have true meaning.

Inadvertently, Zi Yan stood up. He clenched his fists in his hands. The thought in his mind was to see the scene of the thunder and lightning juvenile. The infuriating gas in his body began to surge, and he thought of the potential of the tiger.

Not eager to shoot, he let his potential climb.

Between the vagueness, Zi Yan seems to feel that he has become a tiger.

At the time of this feeling, Zi Yan played the first form of the Tigers, and the tigers went down the mountain, arrogant and domineering, with the breath of the king.

The first type is played, the momentum has not been exhausted, followed by the second type, the tiger roaring, the tiger screaming the forest, the beast of the beast, the tiger king's momentum, climbed to a climax, and at this time, the third type The clouds appear like water.

The tiger rushed to eat.

The last move, the killing move, appeared in an instant, with a fierce momentum, rushed to the front.

"Peng!"

In front, Zi Yan’s last punch hit a big stone.

I saw a big punch on the top of the stone, followed by a fist print, followed by the punch as the center, a crack in the road, spread to the surrounding, and finally a bang, the big stone broke into several pieces.

"Is this what I did?"

Looking at the broken stone in front, Zi Yan’s eyes widened and it was unbelievable.

The first time I tried the Tigers, the three styles were still incoherent, but when the last one was played, I already had this power, and Zi Zi was very happy.

From today, he is completely giving up the move, and begins to understand the true meaning of the move, pointing to the heart of the game.

"This shot is really powerful, but the consumption is also terrible. The instinct of the second floor is actually consumed." Zi Yan shook his head and sighed, but his eyes were full of joy.

Now that he is in the second floor, his attack power is far more than the four layers of the original infuriating. The combination of the body and the combat technique makes a blow, which is comparable to the one-in-one disciple of the infuriating five-layer disciple.

"If you don't die, you will have a blessing. This ancient saying is true, and it's true!" Zi Yan sighed in his heart. He seemed to see a door to the strong land, which was opened for himself.

"No matter who the thunder and lightning teenagers are, no matter what the lightning space is, just help me. As for now, it is time to solve Zhao Can!" The eyes are full of joy, and the purple eyes are smashing. meaning.

It is not Zhao Can to kill him now, but he wants to kill Zhao Can. Such an adventure, naturally can not let others know, the wealth is not exposed, Zi Yan understands this truth with life and death.

For a 500-year-old snow ginseng, Zhao Can has to kill himself, not to mention an adventure. Although Zi Yan still doesn't know what is in the heart, it is definitely not a general thing. Once this kind of thing is said, don't say that the inner door disciples of Lingwuzong want to kill him, fearing that they are elders and very May do this.

No one can believe in this world, only himself.

After recovering the infuriating speed as quickly as possible, Zi Yan will return to the original road and look for Zhao Can.

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Zhao Can has already collapsed, and Zi Yan is simply a monster ~www.novelbuddy.com~ I have to bear a blow and not die. Before that, he once pierced the heart of the purple, but the latter still did not die.

"Is his heart not on the left?" Zhao Can frowned, rumors that some people are born with different talents, and some people have a very strange body structure. The heart does not grow on the left side, but on the right side.

"Most likely, the next time I attack his right chest position." Zhao Can affirmed that he has been suppressing the injury, just to catch up with the purple scorpion and kill the purple sable.

However, Zi Yan is far more tenacious than he imagined. He has not fallen down until now, and even the blood on the ground is gone. He can only search for footprints.

Zhao Can has a bitter heart, but he has no regrets. He just feels angry. "I am not going to make you alive, even if you have an adventure, you are not dead, you have fixed Dan Tian! But in just a few days, The strength is not growing anywhere, as long as you kill you, all your adventures are mine."

"Is it?" Just after Zhao Can muttered to himself, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from the front.

Zhao Can’s face changed and looked ahead.

The purple scorpion came out from the mountain recess, and the snow on his feet made a squeaking sound.

"Is it, your injury has recovered?" Seeing the purple scorpion step by step, there is no wound on the body, and the spirit is completely wilted. Zhao Can’s face immediately has an incredible expression.

At the same time, his mood was sinking to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and it was cold.

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