Chapter 61

The muffled sound of breaking the air echoed in the open arena.

In the face of Li Jichao's fierce attack, Lin Lichuan did not choose hard connection, but stepped back to avoid the attack.

The black fist fell on the hard ground and burst open countless cracks with a loud bang. The gravel scattered like bullets and splashed, beating the spiritual pressure layer on Lin Lichuan's body surface.

With this blow alone, he was sure that the guy in front of him was 100% silver.

"Why, can you only hide?"

Li Jichao spit hard and twisted his fist again. Before attacking again, his burly dark body crashed into Lin Lichuan like a chariot.

The short sharp sword sounded suddenly.

Lin Lichuan turned sideways to avoid the impact and cut out with a backhand sword. The light of the sword was as bright as thunder. In an instant, he penetrated the air and stabbed Li Jichao's face. However, the latter did not dodge, but just stretched out his palm to block in front of his face.

Suddenly, I heard the crisp sound of metal collision. Sparks splashed everywhere. The sharp blade stopped on the surface of the palm, leaving only a white mark, and even the skin could not be broken.

"It's useless. Your attack is not enough to tickle me." Li Jichao laughed wildly.

Lin Lichuan was unmoved, took back his long sword, and cut out again the next second, but he used his sword technique "e cutting". The sharp and bright sword light swept out, hit Li Jichao hard in front of his chest, and burst into the sound of gold and iron dagger hitting his heart.

This time, the blade finally broke Li Jichao's skin, but that's all. The scar left was only a few millimeters deep, and the latter didn't even leave half a drop of blood.

Looking at this scene, Lin Lichuan couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

This guy's skin and surface muscle have become something. It's not metal, but it has a hardness no less than metal. It's really tricky.

It seemed that he was aware of his idea. Li Jichao sneered: "I know you are good at swordsmanship and boxing, but unfortunately, both swords and fists are invalid for my black iron wood body."

As he spoke, his offensive did not slow down at all. A pair of dark iron fists rushed to Lin Lichuan one after another, stirring a violent wind, forcing the latter to dodge.

"I said, did you really kill Ye Shengyuan? You're too weak! What's the difference between you and waste?"

Wild laughter accompanied by the roar of boxing.

Lin Lichuan turned a deaf ear, his face was still calm, suddenly his ears moved, his body turned like a whirlwind, flashed to the side, and narrowly avoided the sharp claws from behind.

When he stood still and looked intently, he found that Liu Baohui's appearance had changed greatly. A pair of wings covered with brown feathers had grown behind him, and his hands and feet had become sharp hook claws like eagle claws, shining with chilling cold luster.

Transfiguration powers!

"Hey, Lao Liu, what are you doing! Don't interfere in my fight!" Li Jichao shouted discontentedly.

Liu Baohui flapped his wings and stayed in mid air. A pair of hooks and claws on his lower body were vaguely aimed at Lin Lichuan. Hearing the speech, he said coldly:

"The boss's order is to let us work together against him."

"That's because the boss thinks this guy has good strength, so he said that. But you can see that this guy is very rubbish. At best, he is only level 10, not even the silver level. I can deal with it alone. Don't interfere and just watch!"

"Fool, did you forget that ye Shengyuan was killed by this guy? How could he only have the strength of black iron rank?" Liu Baohui gave Lin Lichuan a cold look, "Judging from the survey of the villa, this guy obviously has a killing move with great destructive power. He killed Ye Shengyuan with that move, and even almost collapsed the villa. If you underestimate him, you should carefully follow Ye Shengyuan's footsteps."

"Really?"

Unexpectedly, Li Jichao was not afraid, but his eyes lit up and stared at Lin Lichuan with a grimace.

"Hey, is what Lao Liu said true?"

"Do you really have such a strong hand?"

"Then I'd like to see if your cards can break my black iron wood body!"

After Li Jichao said that, he tore off his already worn-out T-shirt, exposed his dark upper body full of dead wood texture, patted his chest heavily, and made a dull metal impact sound, grinning:

"Come on, hurry up and play at me! I'll see if your cards can break my defense."

"If not, I'll break your head!"

"Come on!"

Lin Lichuan glanced at the screaming Li Jichao and said faintly, "I've never heard such a strange request in my life, but since you said so, I'll meet you."

After that, he slowly raised his hand and made a vertical cut.

Seeing this, Li Jichao sneered with disdain: "as I said, the sword is invalid for my black iron and wood body. Don't waste it..."

Before he finished, he was interrupted by a indifferent voice.

"Roar, scourge!"

The voice sounds like it sounds from the soul level, with some strange meaning, which makes people tremble in the heart.

In an instant, Li Jichao and Liu Baohui felt that the atmosphere in the arena had suddenly changed, and suddenly became stagnant and heavy, which made them almost breathless.

The next second, under their astonished eyes, a large number of ripple ripples suddenly appeared in the void. A huge unparalleled long sword with chilling cold luster came out of the air, and with the terrible sharp intention, it cut down hard at Li Jichao.

The extremely heavy oppression suddenly came.

In an instant, Li Jichao only felt that the air in all directions was squeezing towards him at a high speed. He was like an iron block and imprisoned him in place. He couldn't escape at all. He could only watch the terrible giant sword cut.

"No!"

The fear of death immediately enveloped Li Jichao's heart. He immediately put up his arms and crossed them above his head. He gathered his strength on his arms. The color of his already dark arms became deeper and deeper.

Boom!

The next moment, a deafening roar broke out.

Li Jichao's place seemed to be hit by a shell. In an instant, he exploded countless soil and gravel, and the dust rolled and dispersed. The violent shock wave swept in all directions like a hurricane. He lifted Liu Baohui, who was not right at sight and wanted to support, and turned over several somersaults in the air to stabilize his body. He almost didn't fall to the ground.

After fixing his figure, he couldn't help looking down in horror.

As a gust of wind suddenly rolled up and dispersed the smoke and dust, the figures of Lin Lichuan and Li Jichao soon emerged.

Lin Lichuan still stood upright in place, not even moving his steps for half a minute.

Li Jichao lay motionless on the ground. The darkness on his body had completely subsided and returned to normal skin color. However, the whole body had been vertically broken in two from the middle. Fresh blood gushed out like money. It accumulated into a pool on the ground and had already died.

Looking at him, his face still had an incredible look of fear.