Chapter Forty-Eight: Going to Lose?
"Ding Ding Ding" made three crisp sounds, and Chang Lang blocked a few moves from Zhao Bingyan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Chang Lang took a breath and stabbed the sword out with all his might, and like a meteor, the sword passed in front of Zhao Bingyan quickly. A good Zhao Bingyan, I saw the corners of his eyes shrink, as if he was surprised by Chang Lang's move, but he was confident, he didn't see panic, his steps retreated, and the sword in his hand instantly fought back, cracking Chang Lang's amazing sword.
Chang Lang saw that Zhao Bingyan took a step back, and he couldn't be unforgiving, he couldn't hit it in an instant, and continued to swing, the sword in his hand was like a torrential rain, and he slashed at Zhao Bingyan with a head and face.
Zhao Bingyan saw that Chang Lang's sword was fierce and invincible, and he turned several ways to crack it in his heart, but it was ineffective. With a wrong step, he wanted to dodge Chang Lang's attack, but Chang Lang had already expected him to be like this, and he was already ready to wait for him to take the bait. I saw Chang Lang fall into the wood with a boundless move, and instantly slashed towards Zhao Bingyan's chest.
Zhao Bingyan just wanted to change his tricks to deal with it, but Chang Lang changed his tricks again, and one move swept through the sun, stabbing Zhao Bingyan in the eyes.
"Wow." With a bang, the two swords struck together, Chang Lang held the sword with both hands, made the sword a knife, and pressed the sword towards Zhao Bingyan hard. How do you know that Zhao Bingyan swung his sword with one hand and swung it around hard, Chang Lang suddenly felt a huge force attacking, and helplessly followed Zhao Bingyan's sword momentum to spare a circle, Zhao Bingyan swung hard, raised his sword and stabbed. Chang Lang saw that he was fierce with this piece, and he didn't care what his image was, so he rolled around with a lazy donkey and avoided this trick.
Chang Lang got up in an instant, looked up at Zhao Bingyan, and saw a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was laughing at Chang Lang's weakness and pity.
Chang Lang was annoyed in his heart, but he had no way to block his attack.
"Fifth Senior Brother, come on, hurry up and beat this Chang Lang."
"Chang Lang, don't be ashamed, hurry up, you can't win against Senior Brother Zhao."
"Wow. Senior Brother Zhao, I'm going to give you a monkey. ”
Chang Lang listened to the ridiculed words in the audience, no matter how good Chang Lang's kung fu was, he couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart. Chang Lang looked at Zhao Bingyan with a cold face, only to see Zhao Bingyan looking at the disciples in the audience with a smile, not taking him in his eyes at all.
Chang Lang couldn't help but snort coldly, and refocused Zhao Bingyan's gaze on him. "Why, don't you admit defeat yet, it's not interesting to fight again, anyway, you're at that level, I kind of know." Zhao Bingyan said with a sneer.
Chang Lang held the sword in his hand tightly and said loudly: "I haven't lost yet."
"It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, and you don't give up until you don't see the Yellow River. Okay, I'll show you how big the gap is between us. After speaking, he held a sword in one hand and attacked in an instant.
Chang Lang single-handedly picked up the one that Zhao Bingyan stabbed over, and swept it with his sword, forcing Zhao Bingyan to retreat. A phantom sword technique was used. I saw the sword in Chang Lang's hand, dancing into a piece of silver light, attacking Zhao Bingyan.
Zhao Bingyan showed a jealous look, and the sword in his hand just wanted to swing down to block Chang Lang's attack, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only retreat helplessly.
Chang Lang suddenly felt a pause in his hands, and secretly said in his heart: "It's not good!"
Zhao Bingyan saw a flaw in Chang Lang's hand, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and a move was made to welcome the guest, the pine welcome was originally a defensive move, and it should be above board, but Zhao Bingyan used it to be murderous. This makes Chang Lang feel very dangerous.
Chang Lang exerted force under his feet, and his body stepped back, and he instantly swung his sword in his hand, wanting to block Zhao Bingyan's move. Instantly, the sound of "clanging" is endless. Chang Lang stared intently, as if he had seen something incredible, and was instantly stunned. I saw that Zhao Bingyan's sword stabbing at Chang Lang was still stabbing at Chang Lang. You know, Chang Lang swung in an instant just now, I don't know how many times, this move should have been blocked, but it didn't change in the slightest.
Chang Lang struggled to run back, and when he saw Chang Lang suddenly run away, Zhao Bingyan paused for a moment, quickly reacted, and began to catch up.
"This Chang Lang is too shameless, if he can't beat it, he will drag on time."
"That is, the eldest husband should go up and fight openly, how can he be like him, he has simply lost the face of our Huashan faction."
"Did you notice the trick that Senior Brother Zhao used just now, how can I feel wrong?"
"Something is wrong, it must be Senior Brother Zhao who has added his own feelings to it."
"Hmph, if I see this Chang Lang again in the future, I will beat him."
"Beat him, can you beat him?" A disciple next to him showed a suspicious look.
"You see him being chased all over the field by Senior Brother Zhao, what's the big deal." One disciple argued.
"Okay, don't make any noise, you see Chang Lang fighting for so long, but there hasn't been a little mistake, if we go up, it is estimated that it will be suspended."
"Don't speak, look, Chang Lang is going to make a move."
Chang Lang kicked hard under his feet, his body flew up in the air, and he directly made a move to hang the heavenly gentry upside down, and the sword was like a streamer, slashing towards Zhao Bingyan's head. Zhao Bingyan was instantly devastated, but he didn't expect Chang Lang to make this move. The head habitually shifted to the side, and Chang Lang's sword stabbed Zhao Bingyan's shoulder, but Chang Lang saw that Zhao Bingyan couldn't dodge, and held the attitude of calming things in his heart, the strength of this sword was a little smaller, but Zhao Bingyan's shoulder was stabbed, and it didn't hurt the meridians.
Chang Lang saw that he had stabbed Zhao Bingyan, and immediately turned around in a dashing manner, his body crossed an arc in the air, fell to the ground, looked up at Zhao Bingyan, and said with concern: "Senior Brother Zhao, are you okay?"
Zhao Bingyan snorted coldly and said, "Chang Lang, I didn't expect you to use this trick, but I won't give up."
After speaking, he continued to raise his sword across his chest.
Chang Lang showed a speechless expression, "Big brother, you are all injured, do you still want to fight, didn't you say that you will stop at the end of the day, why are you like this." ’
Chang Lang saw that Zhao Bingyan refused to give up, so he reluctantly continued to raise his sword to attack Zhao Bingyan.
Chang Lang stroked, and his figure was like a ghost, sometimes left and sometimes right, which made people uncertain. Zhao Bingyan concentrated on Chang Lang's attack, only suffering a shoulder injury, which made him unable to defend comprehensively.
Chang Lang saw that there was an opportunity, and directly waved the sword, and two sword shadows appeared on the sword in an instant, one attacking Zhao Bingyan's head and the other attacking Zhao Bingyan's leg. Zhao Bingyan was not chaotic in the face of danger, and drew a semicircle with his sword with one hand, eliminating Chang Lang's move invisibly. Chang Lang saw that this move did not make any merit, and he was not angry. If Zhao Bingyan hadn't seen through this trick and was defeated so quickly, then how could I be so embarrassed just now.