Chapter 1319 It Seems that We Still Have to Fight

"Try it!" The Blood Knife Ancestor said coldly.

Everyone thought that the Blood Knife Ancestor's side was strong enough. As long as Xia Tian said a few nice words, maybe the Blood Knife Ancestor would let Xia Tian go, but they didn't expect that Xia Tian would actually ignite the war again.

When the Blood Knife Ancestor didn't come to trouble him, he actually took the initiative to cause trouble for the Blood Knife Ancestor.

This time.

The atmosphere at the scene became even more tense.

Xia Tian took a step forward.

Although he only took one step, it seemed like he had taken five or six steps.

"Shrink to the ground?" Old Ancestor Xue frowned.

Xia Tian actually doesn't want to fight with the Blood Knife Ancestor, but he understands that if he gives in, the Blood Knife Ancestor will definitely not let him go, but if he acts stronger, the Blood Knife Ancestor will not be able to figure out his true identity. .

Then he doesn't have to fight this battle.

Real society is like this.

If you show weakness, everyone who sees you will want to kick you.

But if you act very forcefully, especially if you don't let the other person see through your true identity, then absolutely no one will dare to offend you, especially someone who is risking his life.

Since ancient times, the weak have been afraid of those who are aggressive, those who are aggressive are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of losing their lives.

Just when Xia Tian thought everything was under his control.

"Demon King, I didn't expect to meet you here. We are really enemies."

Whoosh!

A figure suddenly fell on the battlefield. His body exuded very terrifying power. The moment they saw him appear, everyone understood that this was definitely an earth-level Dzogchen master.

It was no one else.

It is the prefecture-level master of Dzogchen in the United States.

This person made his position clear as soon as he opened his mouth. Enemies often meet in a narrow road. Obviously, he and Xia Tian are not friends, but enemies.

Now in this situation, there is suddenly an Earth-level Dzogchen enemy, which is definitely very unfavorable for Xia Tian. Even Xia Tian has a little headache. The appearance of this guy disrupted his plan.

However, he still looked at the American prefecture-level Dzogchen master and said, "He is defeated."

Although Xia Tian only said four words.

But this already shows how the bad blood between the two of them came about.

It turns out that this prefecture level Great Perfection master lost to Guo Xia Tian.

Those who can win the prefecture-level Dzogchen must also achieve the prefecture-level Dzogchen.

Therefore, everyone at the scene thought that Xia Tian must be a prefecture-level Dzogchen master. Even the Blood Knife Ancestor instantly equated Xia Tian with a prefecture-level Dzogchen master in his mind.

"Hmph, Demon King, don't be too arrogant. I lost to you last time because of my injuries." What America's prefecture-level Dzogchen master wanted to explain was that there was a reason why he lost to Xia Tian, ​​but he said this Everyone understood that what Xia Tian just said was true.

He, a prefecture level Dzogchen master, had indeed been defeated by Guo Xia Tian.

"With one move last time, I can still make you escape within two moves this time." Xia Tian said coldly.

one move!

Xia Tian actually said that he defeated America's prefecture-level Dzogchen master with one move last time.

This is simply too terrifying. Defeating the Earth-level Dzogchen with one move, this kind of strength has surpassed the legend.

The strength gap between prefecture-level Dzogchen is also very large. Once you reach the realm of prefecture-level Dzogchen, the competition is no longer about realm, but about martial arts and perception. Who has stronger martial arts, deep understanding of martial arts, and experience. Rich, whoever can be slightly better.

Therefore, even among prefecture-level Dzogchen masters, there is a huge gap.

There are many prefecture-level Dzogchen masters in China.

But there are only a few of the four masters.

Even if Xia Long has been dead for so long, there is still no one who can take his place.

"Hey, you are his enemy too, how about the two of us join forces to deal with him?" The American master of Dzogchen thought of the scene where he was jointly dealt with by the ancestor of Maoshan and the prince of North Korea. He believed that with his strength and the blood knife Ancestor, the two of them will definitely be able to defeat Xia Tian.

But he forgot one thing.

Chinese people all have backbone.

Although the Blood Knife Ancestor is not a good person, he still has the backbone. If it is not a critical moment, he will never join forces with others, and they still join forces to deal with a boy who looks to be in his twenties.

If this matter spreads out, he will not be able to hold his head high and live a good life in the future.

"If you want to hit you, go ahead. If you're afraid, just stand aside and watch the fun." The Blood Knife Ancestor said with great disdain.

"You." The American Earth-level Dzogchen master did not expect that the Blood Knife Ancestor would react like this. His face turned red with anger: "Okay, I don't care about you anymore. When you suffer a loss in his hands, you will know that he is not simple. .”

The American Dzogchen master remembers Xia Tian's finger at that time.

That finger made him feel the crisis of death.

So he felt that Xia Tian was very dangerous.

"It's really lively."

At this moment, two old men came from not far away. Although the distance was far away, the voice seemed to appear in everyone's ears.

Everyone's eyes were turned to the two old men.

One of them is wearing a military uniform, with a Chinese-character face, and he is not angry and proud. Standing there, he gives people the feeling of being overwhelmed by Mount Tai.

The other one was dressed very casually, even a little bit tattered, and was wearing a torn bamboo hat, with a few foot leaves missing from the bamboo hat.

call!

When he saw these two people, Xia Tian let out a long breath. The people who came were none other than Dong Weng and Beijun. If these two people came, he would be safe. At worst, he could just take off the Demon King. Mask, then the two of them would not let themselves be killed by the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Hello, seniors." Xia Tian bowed respectfully.

"Sure enough, heroes are born from youth. I originally thought that the boy from the Xia family was already a genius among geniuses. It seems that you are better than him." Dong Weng glanced at Xia Tian with admiration.

Xia Tian understood that the boy from the Xia family mentioned by the other party was himself.

"Old Ghost of the Blood Knife, we haven't seen each other for fifteen years, right?" Beijun looked at the ancestor of the Blood Knife and said.

"Hmph!" The Blood Knife Ancestor snorted coldly but said nothing.

"You still remember the grudge from back then. It's been fifteen years and you still haven't forgotten it." Beijun shook his head helplessly.

"How could he forget? If you hadn't seriously injured him back then, he might have had the opportunity to become one of the four top players in China." Dong Weng said.

"Hmph!" The Blood Knife Ancestor snorted again, but still didn't say anything, but it was obvious that he had admitted that he had indeed been in the hands of the Northern Army. His eyes were on the American Earth-level Dzogchen master: "You are not Do you want to go to war with him? You go ahead, and if you can kill him, I guarantee that everything on him will be yours, and I will let you leave here safely."

"Are you serious?" What America's prefecture-level Dzogchen masters fear most is that after a fight with Xia Tian in which both sides suffer, others will sneak attack.