Chapter 1186: Fight Between Dragon and Tiger

"Da Niu! Da Niu..."

The big cow fell to the ground with blood in its mouth. All the villagers panicked, but the man in purple was still walking towards here step by step. Everyone was so frightened that they kept retreating.

"That man, where is he?" The man in purple's eyes were cold, and his voice was like ice, making people shudder as if they were falling into an abyss.

At this moment, a figure finally flew over from a distance, pressing his palms on Da Niu's chest, using his internal strength to help stabilize his injury.

"Brother A Tian, ​​you're here! Wuwuwu, that man injured Brother Daniu..." Little Caiwei sat on the ground crying, Xiao Chen gently rubbed her hair, "Daniu is fine, don't cry……"

When the villagers saw him coming, they finally felt relieved and said, "Ah Tian, ​​that man..."

Xiao Chen raised his hand, stood up slowly and looked at the man in purple with a somewhat cold gaze, "Your Excellency relies on your own martial arts skills and bullies the weak. Isn't that what I did..."

"You are the one who came to this village more than a month ago."

The man in purple also looked at him with cold eyes. Their eyes were facing each other, as ice as frost. Even in the hot summer, it gave people a feeling of bone-chilling coldness.

"Brother Daniel!"

At this time, Liu Jingjing also ran up, looked at the injured bull on the ground and vomited blood, her face changed slightly, and said to an uncle next to her, "Uncle Wang, quickly carry the bull to my yard, lay it down and don't mess around." Move, wait for my father to come back..."

"well……"

Immediately, several people came and carried the injured bull to the Liu family yard, and Liu Jingjing stepped forward and said, "A Tian..."

Xiao Chen raised his hand, blocked her behind him, and said, "Miss Liu'er, tell the villagers to stay away, and don't come within ten feet..."

"A Tian..."

Liu Jingjing's face was startled. This was the first time in a long time that she had seen the other party look so solemn. Who on earth was the man in purple...

But for now, she could only listen to Xiao Chen's words and immediately evacuate the people nearby.

The sky quickly became overcast. The sky was originally clear, but suddenly there were dark clouds, and it seemed like it was going to rain.

The cold wind blew, causing the trees in the village to sway here and there, and a layer of ice seemed to have condensed in the air. Even Zhao Dahu and the others couldn't help but shudder at this time, looked at each other, and walked slowly step by step. Backed away.

Xiao Chen and the man in purple faced each other, but at this moment, they were both thinking about why the person in front of them seemed familiar...

It turned out that the man in purple was none other than Ziweisi. That day, he encountered a sudden change in the world. The two of them were seriously injured and fell into the river. Ziweisi, like Xiao Chen, lost most of his cultivation and memory.

"I understand."

Ziweisi's eyes were cold, and as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly punched him. This punch seemed to have the power of breaking mountains and cracking rocks, causing the surrounding trees to shake violently.

Xiao Chen didn't dare to be careless and fought back with his palms. The two of them punched each other, and the dust flew up in the area. In the small village, the shadows of palm wind and fists continued for a while. Everyone watched from a distance, and they all held their breath at this moment. Take a breath.

"A Tian..."

Seeing the man's moves getting faster and more fierce, Liu Jingjing's heart seemed to be hanging outside. After the two of them fought, the moves became faster and fiercer, and the people in the distance could hardly see clearly.

"Brother...take the knife!"

At this moment, a man next to Zhao Dahu suddenly threw the steel knife in his hand. Ziweisi stretched out his hand to catch it. The blade shook and struck with a sudden blow, like thunder, unstoppable!

"boom!"

With a sharp sound, the knife struck down, splitting a millstone on the side of the road in two. The ground was cracked with dozens of cracks, and the dust kept flying.

Xiao Chen retreated quickly. Although he avoided Zi Weisi's sharp knife, he still felt that his body was shaken by three points and his steps were a little unsteady.

But when the knife struck down just now, almost everyone held their breath. At this time, Zi Weisi was seen waving the steel knife, like a tiger coming out of the forest, forcing Xiao Chen to keep retreating. In just a moment, after The latter is already at a disadvantage.

At this moment, the villagers in the distance were so focused that they didn’t dare to breathe, and Liu Jingjing didn’t even dare to blink. In such close combat, the saying “one inch is longer, one inch is stronger” is definitely not unreasonable. That man had a three-pointer in his hand. He has a steel knife, but A Tian is unarmed, how can he defeat him?

What's more, this man's sword skills are becoming more and more fierce, and each sword is filled with murderous intent!

"Brother A Tian... take the sword!"

At this moment, Sun Xiaohou ran out from nowhere, holding an iron sword in his hand, and threw it at Xiao Chen with all his strength.

But how can ordinary villagers have swords in their homes? It seems that Sun Xiaohou picked it up from the ravine while playing outside, but the sword was stained with rust and might break at the first touch. It was not enough to chop firewood, so how could it defeat a steel knife? If he threw it over like this, wouldn't that cause trouble to A Tian?

Just when everyone was worried, Xiao Chen unexpectedly took the iron sword in his hand. At this moment, the rusty iron sword suddenly seemed to have spirituality, and made a clear sword sound of "zheng". Straight through the sky!

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

With several rapid sounds in succession, Xiao Chen thrust out his sword and stabbed quickly. It was an iron sword that could break at the first touch, but at this moment, it actually forced the steel sword in Zi Weisi's hand back.

Many villagers in the distance were startled. They didn't know anything about swordsmanship. They only knew that Xiao Chen was very good at wielding a sword.

"Brother A Tian! Okay!"

Seeing that he had defeated the man in purple, Sun Xiaohou cheered loudly. At this moment, Ziweisi's eyes became even colder. He raised his strength and slashed with his sword again.

This knife was extremely fierce. Xiao Chen raised his sword to block it. With a "clang" sound, he was shocked by the fierce force and half of his body was numb. He kept retreating.

"Ah Tian!"

Liu Jingjing was shocked. The purple-clothed man's attack was too fierce. Almost every time he slashed, her heart seemed to jump out of her chest.

Xiao Chen calmed down and stood firm. He condensed the sword and pointed it at the ground. The sword body kept making a sound of sword ringing, and at the tip of the sword, there was a three-inch green sword light flickering. Seeing this scene, many people exclaimed, "Sword light... That's sword light!"

The so-called sword light is not something that ordinary martial artists can cultivate. For ordinary mortals like them, they have only heard of sword light from storytellers, but where have they ever seen it?

Zhao Dahu and his group were also shocked when they saw Xiao Chen condense a sword light on a broken iron sword. This was not something that ordinary martial artists could do...

"Wow..."

Sun Xiaohou looked at the three-inch green sword light that was fluctuating, his eyes wide open. It turned out that Brother Tian was the peerless master hidden in the world as mentioned in the book...

"Hmph!" Ziwei Si snorted coldly, and his long sword shook, and suddenly came out, cold front against cold front, cold light against cold light, and the swords and knives rose again!

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

One of them was like a dragon flying in the sea, and the other was like a tiger coming out of the forest. They were unreserved in their moves, and the sound of clanging was endless. Sparks flew everywhere when they clashed.

"Boom!"

A deep thunder sounded, and the sky was full of dark clouds. Finally, bean-sized raindrops fell, covering the entire village in rain and fog.

The two men's attacks were still fast and fierce, and they were gradually covered with a layer of invisible mysterious energy. Even the raindrops in the sky could not fall on them. Everything within three feet was turned into mist.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

The sound of swords clashing was still endless, and sparks were also bursting in the rain. The two men shook the rain into mist. Slowly, the white mist around them became thicker and thicker, gradually making it difficult for people outside to see the situation inside. They could only hear the sound of swords clashing.

"Ah Tian..." Liu Jingjing's heart was pounding. The less she could see the situation inside, the more worried she was.

After an unknown amount of time, a loud noise suddenly came from the mist, and then Xiao Chen flew out of the mist.

"Ah Tian!"

Liu Jingjing was startled, worried that his old injury would relapse, and hurried forward. At this time, another figure flew out from the fog. It was Ziwei Si, who slashed down fiercely. The willow trees on both sides of the road could not withstand the strong wind of the sword, and they burst and turned into dust.

"Be careful!"

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and protected Liu Jingjing behind him. At the same time, he slashed with a sword. I don't know where the mysterious power came from, but it turned into a sword energy and flew out. With a "bang", it blocked Ziwei Si's sword.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the quiet little mountain village was finally no longer quiet. At this moment, the people under the eaves in the distance held their breath and couldn't believe what they saw.

"Miss Liu'er, stay away." Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and sent her back, his eyes still coldly looking at Ziwei Si opposite.

"A Tian..."

Liu Jingjing was still a little worried about him, but at this time, it seemed that she could not help at all. Sun Xiaohou ran over and pulled her to run away. "Sister Liu'er, Brother A Tian will definitely be able to drive away the bad guys. Let's go over there..."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Xiao Chen pointed his long sword at the ground, and the rain slid down the rusty sword. Suddenly, the sword body began to vibrate and made a sound of sword ringing. Even the raindrops falling on the sword body began to jump at this moment.

A sharp sword energy suddenly surged out with Xiao Chen as the center. Even the villagers who had already hidden far away seemed to be suffocating at this moment.

Xiao Chen's eyes were cold, and the raindrops in the sky slowly floated from his feet to the air, surrounding him and spinning continuously!

"This, this..."

Almost everyone in the distance was stunned, including Zhao Dahu and others, who had never seen such a strange phenomenon, as if there was an invisible airflow swirling around his body, and even at this moment, there was a faint sound of dragon roar coming from his body!

"A Tian, ​​who are you..."

At this moment, Liu Jingjing was also stunned, seeing Xiao Chen's white hair flying in the wind, and his back pointing his sword at the ground, how could he look like an ordinary mortal...