Quick Transmigration Sends Warmth to the Villain Boss

Chapter 393 Demon Cult: The True Face

This was a top-notch swordsmanship competition. The swordsmen watched the two fight with each other, and they all wanted to have a try in this kind of competition.

Zhao Zichen's swordsmanship is better than Zhang Litai's. A year ago, his internal strength was not as high as Zhang Litai's, but now he has made up for the gap. It didn't take long for the confrontation to take place, and the outcome would soon be seen.

Zhang Litai's expression was solemn, and he secretly hated the goddammit. He obviously started practicing again, but he didn't expect his skill to improve so fast, he could fight against him in a year. He was indeed the proudest son of his friend. He is extremely talented, and he is a rare practice wizard, so he is jealous in his heart.

Some people can climb to the top without much effort, but like him, hard work can only catch up with others' tails. It's really annoying when people compare with others, he hates it.

The murderous look in his eyes was revealed at this moment, Zhao Zichen felt it, and he sneered: "Why, finally you don't pretend and show your true face? Are you going to kill your friend's son? Come on, I'm not afraid , because today you will die by my sword." As Zhao Zichen said, the moves in his hands changed, and the edge of the sharp sword made a faint buzzing sound, which was very ear-piercing.

A dazzling light shined on Zhang Litai's eyes, and after a moment of dazzlement, there was a sword on Zhang Litai's chest. The sword pierced his chest, but he pulled it out after only penetrating two inches. There was a smear of bright red blood on the blade.

"This is the sword I gave you back a year ago." As he spoke, he attacked him again: "This is what I gave to my father." Zhang Litai got another sword in the back.

"This belongs to my ten-year-old brother."

"This is my mother's."

"This belongs to our servant."

Following Zhao Zichen's words, Zhang Litai soon had many wounds on his body.

Zhang Litai didn't expect that he tried his best and failed to kill Zhao Zichen, but instead was attacked by his domineering sword moves.

Feeling the blood trickling down from his body, no, no, he can't lose to Zhao Zichen, he still wants to live and dominate the world.

Zhao Zichen's family's swordsmanship was useless to make him envious, he wanted to live more than swordsmanship, so he made up his mind, turned over two extra silver needles, and he bullied himself.

Zhao Zichen saw that his sword technique changed, and he fought him desperately, he sneered, this guy went crazy after taking some medicine, it's okay, he is not afraid of going crazy, because he is destined to win today.

Zhang Litai tried his best to stab the silver needle into Zhao Zichen's body at the risk of his arm being cut off. Zhao Zichen felt a prickling pain all over his body, and then an indescribable toxin filled his whole body, and the sword moves in his hand suddenly became limp. of.

At this moment, Zhang Litai gave him a sword, Zhao Zichen quickly dodged, but he was cut off before it was too late.

After he dodged, Zhang Litai counterattacked continuously, Zhao Zichen received the attack, and the power he unleashed was completely different from before.

Now his complexion became more and more gloomy, "Damn it, you poisoned me, despicable."

"Hahaha, it's called soldiers are not tired of cheating, and besides, you didn't say that you can't compete with poison, how despicable it is, it's outsmart." Zhang Litai finally stopped pretending now, he laughed, and looked at Zhao Zichen with smug eyes . "

(End of this chapter)