Chapter 203

This sudden scene made the on-site task force ignorant on the spot.

"Raise your hand, kill the four-star wuzun and force the seven-star wuzun back! What a terrible strength!"

Zhao Wanyue's red lips were slightly open, and an incredible color appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Although I know, Zhao Fang is very strong.

But I didn't expect to be so strong.

When he did it at will, he forced Heimo, one of the seven swords of Tianhe sword sect, to deal with it in a hurry.

If you try your best, isn't black ink?

"Tianji?"

Black ink got up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and tried to make himself calm, but his slightly shocked eyes had already betrayed him.

"You have no right to know. Because dead people don't need to know the answer!"

Zhao Fang turned around and smiled at black ink.

Black ink's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold. "Don't you think you can kill me if you force me back? Boy, I admit that your strength is not weak, but I'm not a vegetarian!"

Black ink said, and a awe inspiring pure sword idea sprang up on his body.

The sword soared into the sky, emitting dangerous waves.

Zhao Fang's eyes were slightly frozen and he couldn't help nodding secretly. He was worthy of being an elder of the eighth class sect. As expected, his strength was not as simple as it appeared.

This sword idea alone has increased the combat power of black ink by at least 30%.

"This is better. If you are as useless as Zhao Guangming, isn't labor and capital very boring?"

Zhao Fang laughed and directly opened the level-1 rage. After reaching the six-star wuzun, the powerful fluctuation swept out in an instant.

"Six star Wu Zun? This son must not stay!"

After noticing Zhao Fang's accomplishments, black ink's pupils shrunk. The idea of killing Zhao Fang became stronger!

"This, this is Fanger. It's so strong. It's several times stronger than Zhao Yuanhao on that day!"

Zhao Zhengfeng, who was untied by Zhao Wanyue, looked at Zhao Fang in surprise, with a trace of shock and pride in his eyes.

Zhao Mei next to him also stared with wide eyes, and her small face was full of shock and awe.

Zhao Fang and his wife just showed their breath.

They were perceived by other powerful warriors in the king's capital.

When they confirmed that Zhao Fang had stepped into the realm of Wu Zun and was a six-star Wu Zun, their expressions were wonderful, not to mention how wonderful it was!

"Come up and fight!"

Zhao Fang stepped on the ground and jumped into the air.

After reaching wuzun, you can control the aura of heaven and earth for your own use, double your strength, raise your hand at will, you can collapse the mountain and cut off the flow, which is not comparable to Wuzong at all.

The gap between the two is not big. If they fight, it is bound to spread to all directions.

Even if Zhao Cheng is destroyed, Zhao Fang doesn't matter.

however.

Zhao Zhengfeng is inside. With his strength, he can't resist the impact of wuzun level.

and.

Zhao Fang doesn't want to hurt the innocent because of his fight.

"Hum, you can't change your destiny anywhere!"

The black ink snorted coldly, his beard fluttered, his arms spread, as if a goshawk jumped.

When he looked at it again, his body had jumped into the air.

The fight between the seven sword elders of Tianhe sword sect and the most amazing Wu Zun genius of the Zhao family in a thousand years has attracted extensive attention from the outside world before it began.

In the sky around Zhao City, several figures hovered faintly.

They are the strong forces of Chu family, Nangong family and so on. They want to watch this war.

After all, neither the black ink of Tianhe sword school nor the peerless genius Zhao Fang can be compared with ordinary wuzun. Naturally, the battle between them should not be missed.

"This is called Tianheng. It is one of the seven swords of Tianhe sword sect."

When the black ink empty hand was drawn, the original dull and dark Tianheng sword appeared in front of everyone, like a pupa turning into a butterfly, with the dissipation of the crystal point light.

That's a very strange sword.

The whole body of the sword is green. It is like two curved snakes intertwined together. There is no sense of monstrosity, but extremely dangerous fluctuations!

"What! It's the sixth Tianheng sword among the seven swords?"

"It's said that the sword speed of this sword is the fastest of the seven swords. Elder Heimo's cultivation was better than that boy, but now even his weapons suppress him. It seems that there is no suspense in this battle!"

"Yes, I think it's good that the boy can last ten rounds."

"Ten rounds? You really flatter that boy. I bet he can't last three rounds!"

As soon as the Tianheng sword was displayed, the wind direction of public opinion changed greatly. People were optimistic about black ink and thought that Zhao Fang would lose!

Zhao Fang ignored everyone's comments, just stared at the Tianheng sword in black ink's hand, flashed a fine light in his eyes, muttered to himself, "Tianjian?"

Hearing the speech, black ink's eyes showed appreciation. "Although you are arrogant, you also have some eyesight. Yes, Tianheng sword is a Heavenly Sword, a heavenly sword! Not to mention you, even the whole flame country can't resist such sharp blades!"

"Really?"

Zhao Fang sneered.

Somehow, seeing Zhao Fang's smile, black ink suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Hum, I don't believe it. He has a treasure that can resist Tianheng sword!"

There was a touch of irony in the corner of black ink's mouth.

He acknowledged Zhao Fang's talent and accomplishments.

But in terms of weapons and equipment, he believes that even if the whole Zhao family is added together, it can't compare with himself.

After all, the scarcity of heaven level weapons is well-known in the wasteland.

He the reason why Tianhe sword sect has a good reputation among the eighth class forces.

It is closely related to the seven Zhenzong Tianjian.

The treasures at this level can only be taken out by those great forces with profound inside information and experienced ups and downs. Zhao Fang was born in mediocrity, let alone Heavenly Sword. Even a mysterious soldier can't be taken out.

"Speaking of it, I seem to have some good Tianbao in my hand. Otherwise, please ask elder Heimo to taste it?"

"What?"

Black ink was stunned and looked at Zhao Fang.

meanwhile.

Zhao Fang opened the taskbar and saw the task at the top.

There is a line of small red characters on it: the limited time suppression mission is in progress. There are 30 seconds left. Number of spirit beasts killed

Time goes by in a hurry.

At the last moment of time.

The prompt of the system rang out in Zhao Fang's mind.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to player 'Zhao Fang' for completing the limited time task: killing spirit beasts!"

"Number of spirit beasts killed: 25482."

"Congratulations to player 'Zhao Fang', who won the second prize. Would you like to choose a spirit tool or a treasure?"

Rewards for time limited tasks are divided into four grades.

Fourth prize, a yellow level spirit weapon or treasure.

Third class reward, three ground level spirit tools or treasures.

Second prize, seven heaven level spirit tools or treasures.

Zhao Fang's second-class reward is the seven swords, heaven level spirit weapon, or heaven level treasure.

"Three spirit tools and four treasures."