Chapter 21

Jiang Zhilong and Li Wu were also surprised. Space powers are rarer than element powers, and some of them have terrible power.

However, after all, they were well-informed and experienced. They noticed that Lin Lichuan had no other actions after he changed the long sword. They understood it after a little meditation in their hearts.

Li Wu breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Lin Lichuan and sneered, "is the storage space a power? It's rare, but it's a pity it doesn't help the battle."

The two men could see the clue, and Zhao Zongwen was no exception. His shock gradually dissipated. He looked carefully at the long sword in Lin Lichuan's hand and determined that it was just an ordinary weapon. Then a sneer appeared on his face and said with a sneer: "why, is your sword more powerful than your fist?"

Although it covered more than half of his face, Zhao Zong's civilization felt that Lin Lichuan was not old, and he was probably less than 20 years old. At this age, he had level 7 strength, and his boxing skills were quite profound, which was enough to be called a genius. It was almost impossible to practice swordsmanship and be more harmful than boxing.

Martial arts are no more powerful than miracles. No matter how talented a martial artist is, he should practice step by step.

At the thought of this, Zhao Zongwen's heart must have burst out a cold killing intention in his eyes. The whole man rushed forward, and a huge stone fist burst out, roaring and smashing at Lin Lichuan with violent waves.

In the face of this powerful blow, Lin Lichuan's face was unusually flat, his body was slightly sideways, and his right hand holding the handle of the sword shrank to his chest. The long sword was raised horizontally, and suddenly stabbed out the next second, turning into a huge fist hit by the aurora.

Ghost fire!

Compared with the huge rock fist, Lin Lichuan's sword light is particularly small, as if it would be annihilated and dissipated with a slight collision.

However, when the two collided, the stone fist collapsed first. The sword light almost shattered the rock layer on the surface of the fist, and then drove straight into Zhao Zongwen's fist.

"Ah!!!"

Zhao Zongwen suddenly uttered a shrill scream. His whole face was distorted instantly, his body stepped back like an electric shock, and a splash of blood splashed on his fist.

The blood splashed into the air. It only stopped for a moment and was scattered by the violent air wave. Lin Lichuan had turned into a flash of lightning. The long sword in his hand shook, and the cold sword shadow swept out all over the sky. It enveloped Zhao Zongwen like a storm.

In an instant, Zhao Zongwen seemed to fall into a blender. The rock armor on his body broke and smashed at an amazing speed and turned into gravel. Although the concrete floor under his feet was constantly replenished, he still couldn't catch up with the speed at which the rock armor was destroyed.

In less than half a minute, Zhao Zongwen's rock armor had become pitted, and many places even fell off and cracked completely, exposing the flesh and blood inside.

Shua!

The bright light of the sword suddenly flashed. Lin Lichuan showed his sword skill again. He cut out in the air and hit Zhao Zongwen's right arm.

Suddenly, I heard a shrill scream. Among the rubble splashed, a broken arm flew high with blood, and fell on the ground more than ten meters away, just a few meters away in front of Jiang Han and others.

However, they could not care about the broken arm at this time, but looked at Lin Lichuan with a dull look.

No one expected that his swordsmanship was even stronger than his boxing. As a level 7 element, Zhao Zongwen was unable to fight back.

Li Wu was so frightened that his face turned pale and his cold sweat fell straight. He only felt that every blow that fell on Zhao Zongwen seemed to hit his heart. You know, once Zhao Zongwen lost, his next fate is self-evident.

The people watching the war were like this, and Zhao Zongwen, as a party, was naturally even more frightened.

At this time, he was no longer calm and arrogant. He was black and blue all over and looked very embarrassed. The sharp pain of the broken arm and the fear of death made his face distorted and ferocious. Seeing Lin Lichuan rush again, he immediately screamed, and the rock armor on his body fell off instantly. In the sound of falling stones, a section of stone pillar suddenly protruded under his feet.

Zhao Zong's text was close to the wall. With the help of the huge thrust of the stone column, the whole man jumped up and jumped out of the wall. Unexpectedly, he had the idea of running away.

"No!" Jiang Zhilong and others changed their colors one after another. If Zhao Zongwen escaped, they must face the fierce retaliation from each other in the future.

Seeing that he was about to escape from the sky over the tall wall, Zhao Zongwen couldn't help but look ecstatic. He glanced at Lin Lichuan a little from the corner of his eye, but was stunned to find that the latter stood still, just stretched out his index finger and pointed at him far away.

"What does he want to do?"

Zhao Zongwen couldn't help but think of doubts in his mind. The next second he heard an indifferent voice in his ear.

"One of the broken roads, rush."

The roaring sound burst out suddenly. Zhao Zongwen felt a violent force suddenly hit him on the back. With great force, he shot him down from the air and screamed and fell to the ground.

When he landed, his face was still confused and frightened. He couldn't figure out how Lin Lichuan knocked him down.

Jiang Han and Li Wu, who were watching, could see clearly. Just as Zhao Zongwen was about to leap over the wall, the top of Lin Lichuan's index finger suddenly released an invisible shock wave, such as an arrow shot out of the string, surging up a distorted air track along the way, and finally hit Zhao Zongwen accurately, which blurred his back.

Staring at Zhao Zongwen, who was lying on the ground howling and groaning, everyone at the scene suddenly understood that the victory or defeat of the battle had been announced.

"You, you can't kill me! I'm a thousand weight man..."

Seeing Lin Lichuan walking slowly with a long sword, Zhao Zongwen suddenly took the risk of the dead, with a pale face and a hurried voice.

Hearing the words "Qianchong", Jiang Zhilong, not far away, turned slightly.

Lin Lichuan, however, seemed unheard of and simply interrupted Zhao Zongwen.

"Do you have meteorites?"

Zhao Zongwen was stunned. After reacting, he hurriedly said, "I don't have it, but..."

Hiss!

When the sword light flashed, Zhao Zongwen's head flew high, fell to the ground, and rolled to the corner of the wall.

Lin Lichuan then squatted down and groped on Zhao Zongwen for a while. He only found a exquisite wooden box. When he opened it, there was a crystal clear red fruit inside.

Although he didn't know what it was, the red fruit was extraordinary at first sight. Lin Lichuan took it directly into his pocket and then touched the corpse on Zhu Shan and Zhu He. Unfortunately, there was nothing valuable except some large white crown coins.

After touching the body, he got up and walked to Li Wu, who was pale and sweating.

"I, I have meteorite!"

Li Wu squeezed out a smile more ugly than crying and motioned for the suitcase with meteorite in his hand.

"Very good."

Lin Lichuan's lightning Sword Pierced Li Wu's heart and grabbed the suitcase in the latter's stunned eyes.

"Don't bother you. I'll take it myself."