When the old man said that Lin Tian understood what they meant, they were afraid of spreading their shame.

Regarding this matter, Lin Tian didn't have a hobby of showing off, so he clenched his fists and said, "Elders rest assured, we are just testing in private. However, do you want to continue this test?"

Mentioning the test, everyone remembered Zhang Zhizhang, the lord, and saw him half-knelt on the edge of the square with his head down and no expression. This pose is quite stylish, except that the clothes on his body are broken and he looks horrified.

"Zhang Zhihuan lost, right?" Some disciples whispered.

"I don't think it's that easy. He's not at the center of the outbreak. He shouldn't be hurt. The main thing is that he must have something to protect him from the elders." Another disciple retorted.

While everyone was talking, the elders were indifferent, and they were not worried about Zhang Zhizheng at all.

Zhang Zhizhen slowly stood up, raised his head, his eyes flashed with anger, and stared at Lin Tian: "Lin Tian, ​​you are very good, forcing me so embarrassed, very good ..."

"Of course I'm fine, you don't need to talk about it." Lin Tian said coldly.

Zhang Zhiquan pumped his face muscles, then raised his hand to tear off the torn clothes, exposing the inner nails inside.

He even wore a strange dress inside, which seemed to be leather, with a strange pattern on the dark fabric, which was purple, and in the moonlight, there seemed to be purple current.

Under the impact just now, his coat was torn, but the inner armor was safe and sound, and there was no damage. Obviously, this is not the ordinary leather clothes in the mall, but defensive combat clothes, such as Zhang Lingyu's purple skirt and Zhang Ruyan's black skirt.

"Ah ..." Zhang Zhihuan yelled, rushing towards Lin Tian with his sword in his hand, and looked like he was going to fight close.

Others couldn't understand it. A demon exorbitant gave up his advantage and instead chose to fight in close quarters. Is this a brain trick?

The exorcist's melee combat is not bad. Lin Tian once taught Zhang Lingyu's melee combat, which is no worse than the ancient martial artist of the same level. As for Zhang Zhihuan, it was a long way off. A half zombie almost blew his life since he exploded. The strength and agility of melee combat were not as good as Zhang Lingyu.

Why does he choose to fight in close quarters now? Either he has a problem in his mind or he has something to rely on. Is it the suit of his body? Lin Tian flashed this thought in his heart. If this suit comes from the hands of the elders, it is indeed qualified to rely on it.

Regardless of whose hand he came from, he burst out and said, Lin Tian sneered, his body moved, and there seemed to be a shadow in his place, and people had been out of a dozen meters.

The two men met each other shortly after breathing, to be precise, Lin Tian was facing the sword with bare hands. Zhang Zhizheng cut it out with a sword, like a kendo ancient martial artist.

Lin Tian even took over the Wan Jian Guizong, the master of Qingshuang Pavilion, Tang Xuansu. It was natural to have a sword move. However, he did not use the sword of heaven, nor did he use his physical body to resist.

The magic sword instantly split into his head, and everyone's heart lifted. The magic sword is not an ordinary kitchen knife. The Taoist power contained in it can split people into two halves with one sword.

A sword slashed, Lin Tian in front of him disappeared, and Zhang Zhihuan was smashing only the afterimage. Then, he felt the wind behind him.

Zhang Zhizhen flashed flusteredly on his face and hurriedly turned around, but the moment he turned around, the sneer flashed in the depths of his eyes, and no one noticed it.

Lin Tian naturally didn't notice it. From the palm of his back, he could have photographed Zhang Zhihuan's head. His head was not protected by a battle suit. It must be broken into a **** like a watermelon.

However, Lin Tian shot Zhang Zhizheng's back on the back. He just wanted to try the defense of the elder in this battle suit.

With a bang, Zhang Zhizheng took a solid picture of Zhang Zhihuan, but Zhang Zhihuan did not vomit blood and flew out.

The purple lines on the black suit suddenly shone. Lin Tian felt that all palms were like mud cows entering the sea. Not only that, the palms were sucked by the huge power.

At the same time, a bit of purple light appeared in Lin Tian's hands. This purple light instantly bàozhà. At night, the purple light burst into countless light spots. The light spots were connected to each other to form a large net, and Lin Tian was enveloped in one fell swoop.

Lin Tian pulled it hard, and found that the big net was extremely tough, and he didn't tear it all at once, but the big net emitted a free electric light, such as tens of thousands of zhēncì entered his body, and his limbs were paralyzed for a while.

It is indeed the elder of the Zhang family. Lin Tian admires the old man at this time. Although everyone stands on the opposite side, the old man still has the ability. At least this suit is beyond Lin Tian's expectations.

Zhang Zhizhang had already returned to God at this time, and the palms flew past, and a piece of funeral was stuck on Lin Tian's chest.

"The battle is over." The elder elder who had been indifferent smiled, and it seemed that the whole person was relaxed.

"The battle is indeed over ..." Zhang Zhizheng also smiled, cruel smile, smug smile, contempt smile.

It's just a rune, so confident? Lin Tian raised a brow and was about to break free from the big net, but Sword Spirit suddenly spoke.

"Master, I feel that there is a huge amount of energy condensing ..." Jian Ling's voice didn't seem to be anxious, but it had some searching meaning, it seemed to be sensing the attributes and sources of those energy.

"It should be the big enchantment ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This energy ... is familiar, yes, it is the lightning energy that was split under the camphor tree before, but it has been enlarged several times, no, ten times, and it is still increasing ... ... "Sword Spirit became more and more surprised.

In fact, he didn't need to say that Lin Tian felt the oppression from heaven. Around him, those fine bluestones actually violated the law of gravity and floated from the ground, as if they were weightless in space.

The gravity of the object comes from the gravitational force of the earth. At this time, the gravel breaks away from the gravitational force, indicating that there is another reverse force, which comes from the condensed lightning energy that Jian Ling said.

Facts have proved Lin Tian's conjecture, because the suspended gravel emits free electric light. Not only that, but the ground also bursts with electric light, as if the entire air was penetrated by lightning energy.

Many people think that air is an insulator and does not conduct electricity, but the fact is that there is no absolute insulator. If the voltage is high enough, the air will also be punctured, that is, it will conduct electricity. This is the case with lightning in thunderstorms.

Now the free lightning energy makes the rubble float, and it can be seen that this lightning energy is many times larger than the usual lightning.

Although it was evening, the Zhang family members outside the field also found this vision. They were all exorcists, and they knew what was going on.

"I rely on, this is ... this is a thunderbolt, grass, it is too cruel, this is the life of others." A male disciple burst out swearing, recognizing the vision in the field and the amulet.

"Even if I can keep my life, the martial arts will definitely be abolished, and it is really ruthless!"

The disciples fry the pan, all kinds of words, all kinds of exclaims and scoldings one after another.