Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

Yang Jian's grasp of distance and timing of shots is very accurate.

The teleportation ability of the 20-meter limit of the Cloud-Stepping Boots allowed him to perform to the extreme. When Liu He stared at the gap in the tree canopy, trying to find the source of the attack, he ignored the slight ripples in the air beside him, causing Yang Jian's It seemed so wrong to appear.

"You! Shi Li's Cloud-Stepping Boots!"

When Liu He reacted, his field of vision was filled with the bloody and hot sword arm.

In shock, he raised his arms to protect his body in panic, but in his haste, his strength could not be used to its best.

collapse!

In a thunder-like sound, Yang Jian's arm collided with Liu He's hurriedly raised arm guard, and a ring-shaped shock wave burst out. The hair of all the people affected by the disaster flew backwards, and their clothes squeaked. .

There was a moment of tranquility in the chaotic battle situation around them, and almost everyone stopped what they were doing.

Staring blankly at the sudden change in the battle between the max-level soul kings.

After being possessed by the martial spirit, Liu He looked like a tall and burly body like a humanoid violent bear. At this time, he was like a rag doll and was blown away through the air, with blood splattering.

Bang!

He was sent flying more than [-] meters by Yang Jian's palm, breaking the trunks of three large trees with a thickness of several people, and then fell heavily to the ground, plowing a conspicuous ravine in the snow.

Yang Jian succeeded with one strike without stopping.

The whole person jumped up and volleyed towards the seriously injured Liu He like a giant eagle. Before he could reach Liu He, there was a wave of Six Meridian Divine Sword that hit his head and face.

Liu He struggled to get up, unable to resist the sword energy shots. Yang Jian's figure gradually enlarged in his pupils, and the white evil ghost mask left an indelible shadow in his heart.

"Who hurt my sect leader!"

The eyes of the other Soul Kings of the Beast King Sect were splitting, and they all gave up on the opponents in front of them and wanted to support the sect leader.

But the Soul King of the Qingfeng Sect was not stupid. When he saw the mysterious man raiding Liuhe, and going straight towards him to kill him, he was probably on his side.

Because the Qingfeng Sect and the Beast King Sect are not far apart, they have formed an indelible hatred due to various disputes over interests. When they see the opportunity to kill the top core of the Beast King Sect, they will naturally not miss this opportunity.

A Qingfeng Sect Soul King tried his best to hold back the Beast King Sect Soul King in front of him so that they could not support Liu He.

Among the Soul Sect disciples of the two sects, Lin Yu'er, who had a fair complexion, was slightly startled and couldn't believe his eyes.

If she read it correctly, the senior who saved her once actually seriously injured a soul king, a level [-] soul king, and flew away with one blow.

Even if it is a surprise attack, it is enough to prove its strong strength.

"Isn't he a soul sect?"

Lin Yu'er had a question in his mind.

When she first met Yang Jian, Lin Yu'er was a full-level soul master of the third ring. A few months later, she found a suitable thousand-year soul ring and was promoted to the soul sect, so she participated in this operation.

She had always thought that Yang Jian was just a soul sect, and called him senior because from the sound of his voice, he seemed to be very old, and he had the grace to save his life, so she used the honorific title because she was grateful.

"Senior can actually hit the Soul King hard in an instant......"

Lin Yu'er remembered her serious warning and concern outside the Soul Hunting Forest. After seeing Yang Jian's true strength, she couldn't help but blush slightly and felt a little embarrassed.

On the other side, Diao Lu looked overjoyed.

Seeing how ferocious Yang Jian was, he took a step and planned to join forces with Yang Jian to kill Liu He.

But this thought was quickly forgotten by him.

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"Let them fight first."

With his eyes narrowed, Diao Lu followed his own little idea and killed the ordinary soul king of the Beast King Sect. With his participation, the battle between the disciples and elders of the Qingfeng Sect and the Beast King Sect became one-sided.

Diao Lu joined forces with his own Soul King and quickly killed the Soul King elders of the Beast King Sect with a devastating gesture.

In just 2 minutes, there was only one soul king elder left in the Beast King Sect.

The disciples of the Soul Sect are also out of ten.

At the other end of the battlefield, Yang Jian's eyes were sharp, and his Qilin Arm struck Liu He again and again with ferocious force.

Liu He resisted with some difficulty, because his left arm was broken by a blow from Yang Jian's previous attack. At this time, it was hanging softly beside him. The bones were broken into two parts, and there was a line in the arm muscles. It was a laceration caused by a sword cut, and the surrounding area was red.

In addition, there was an extremely hot and inexplicable aura that continuously grew from the wound and penetrated into Liu He's body.

He had to use his soul power to resist the abnormality in his body.

Under Yang Jian's ferocious and stormy offensive, he was kept pressed and beaten, but except for the serious injury to his arm that was suffered in the first surprise attack, he did not suffer any decisive injuries.

Yang Jian felt the emptiness of the Qi and Blood Seed, and knew that he might not be able to capture Liuhe in a short period of time.

boom!

The Qilin Arm struck Liu He's face with a straight punch. Liu He staggered his steps, retreated while using his intact right arm to block, and at the same time kicked Yang Jian in the head.

Yang Jian ducked with a low body, raised his left hand, and shot out sword energy, heading straight for Liu He's flesh and blood body.

At the same time, a ray of amethyst-like brilliance flashed across Liu He.

The Six Meridians Divine Sword penetrated Guanghua, but its power had been weakened a lot, and it only left negligible flesh wounds after falling on Liu He.

"A fighting spirit master with this kind of bear spirit is really durable."

"The three-minute blood-explosion state is almost reaching its limit."

Yang Jian thought to himself.

He only had 1 minute left in his explosive state at this time, but it was obvious that he could not completely kill Liu He within 1 minute.

What makes Yang Jian even more displeased is that the leader of the Qingfeng Sect wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. If he had joined forces with him to attack Liuhe immediately, he would have solved it by now.

"Since you're playing tricks like this, I'll settle the score with you right away."

A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and Yang Jian continued to pursue Liu He without saying a word.

Liu He had no intention of fighting. He abandoned the Beast King Sect Soul Master and fled out of the Soul Hunting Forest. He only struck back when he had to.

"Do we have to kill them all like this?"

"You must know how to be a good person and keep a line!"

"If you let me go today, I, Liu He, swear to God that I will not pursue the matter of stepping on the cloud boots!"

Liu He, a man with a bad temper, uncharacteristically begged Yang Jian for mercy in disguise in order to survive.

But how could Yang Jian believe his words and suffer such a big loss? If he could really grit his teeth and endure it, then it would be impossible for someone like Liu He to become the Soul King.

He said nothing and followed Liu He like a ghost.

Time passed little by little. When 3 minutes passed, Yang Jian could no longer maintain his explosive blood state. His thick right arm returned to its original appearance and became weak.