Fang Jingming's sleeve robe swayed, and the wind was blowing, and every palm seemed to have the sound of wind and thunder resounding in his ears, and his offensive was like a big sponge, gushing endlessly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Yang wielded the long sword, although there were only three simple sword moves of horizontal, splitting, and slashing, he did not retreat a step, and his sword posture looked weird, but he was flexible and agile.

Every outbreak of the double blow had to make Fang Jingming take a few steps back, and the slightest mistake left a deep sword mark on his steely body.

After possession, Liu Yang's strength was much stronger than that of the Wuji Sword Saint, and Fang Jingming's defeat was only a matter of time.

Fang Jingming didn't think so, although he had suffered several sword wounds on his body, it had little effect on him, and Liu Yang, whether it was the use of secret techniques or possession, obviously consumed a lot, and it might not last too long.

And this kind of fierce hand-to-hand combat consumes spiritual power and yuan power even more, and in the long run, he will undoubtedly win.

The battle between the two is still stalemate, and the battle on the ground is nearing the end.

Through the perfect combination of ice and fire, Wen Xuan and Xie Lingshan, who took the lead, not only resisted the attack of the silver high-level man, but also faintly suppressed the momentum.

And just when Xie Lingshan released the ice spell again, a fireball hit her accurately, and the condensation of the spell came to an abrupt end, losing Xie Lingshan's cooperation, and the suppressed man immediately counterattacked.

He dodged several fireballs one after another, poured spiritual power into his feet, and jumped in front of Wen Xuan in a few steps, and the embroidered spring knife slashed down.

The golden light shield rose dangerously and dangerously, resisting this powerful blow, but Wen Xuan was so frightened that his face turned pale and he was miserable.

Zhao Xi always paid attention to the scene here, his expression also changed, the movements in his hands were subconsciously slowed down by three points, and a sharp knife intent suddenly came.

At the level of the silver high-level, when fighting, you often have to go all out, and you can't be distracted for a moment, Zhao Xi was already injured, and his spiritual power was not enough, so he took this knife in a hurry, and at this time, it became a hard support, and he could no longer be distracted to pay attention to the scene of Wen Xuan and Xie Lingshan.

That fireball came from Mu Han, who had been silently paying attention to the situation on the field, and seeing that the two men could not win immediately, he moved his mind and slowly lurked like a poisonous snake.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to open a breakthrough in Xie Lingshan, who was the weakest, and sure enough, he hit with one blow, reversing the battle situation of the two men.

Xie Lingshan was lying on the ground, only to feel a sharp pain in her right calf, she sat on the ground, looked down, her snow-white ankles became charred, and the muscles and bones inside seemed to be burned off.

This is still deliberate by Mu Han, after all, there is still some affection between several people, if he aims at Xie Lingshan's chest, he is afraid that Xie Lingshan will be seriously injured if he does not die.

Xie Lingshan glanced at Mu Han in disbelief, struggling to get up, but she couldn't do anything, she picked up the staff on the ground, and wanted to continue to cast spells, but the silver high-level black dragon guard abandoned Wen Xuan and suddenly pounced on this side.

The embroidered spring knife was raised high, and the fierce killing intent wrapped her, she only felt her heart tremble, and great fear rose, and she glanced at the familiar back of tossing and turning in the air, she actually showed a reassuring smile, she must win.

"Lingshan!" Zhao Xi, Mu Han, and Wen Xuan exclaimed at the same time.

An arc-shaped sword shot out, smashing the Embroidered Spring Knife of the lower grade spirit weapon into pieces, and the sword was castrated, slashing straight at the man's body.

With a bang, the flying fish robe was torn apart, the man's face turned red, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew out directly.

Liu Yang, who was in mid-air, heard the exclamation, and swung the sword at the last moment, and Fang Jingming's thunderous punch hit his chest without reservation.

The violent spiritual power surged in, and the entire chest seemed to collapse a few points, and Liu Yang was like a sandbag, smashed from the sky to the ground.

A roar was deafening, smoke and dust were scattered, and a huge pit appeared on the ground, one can imagine the power of Fang Jingming's punch.

"Brother Yang!"

"Brother Yang!"

Fang Jingming slowly fell from the sky, a smug smile appeared on his face, "It's just that relying on external forces to improve is not the right way after all, even if you are at the gold level, how can a newly promoted gold be the opponent of this commander?" ”

There was no movement in the deep pit, and he couldn't even feel a little breath, Xie Lingshan's tears burst out of his eyes, and he said angrily: "Old horseman! ”

If it weren't for saving him, Brother Yang wouldn't have ......

"Hmph, it seems that this kid has a lot of affection for you, so I'll send you down to accompany him." Fang Jingming smiled, and slapped at Xie Lingshan from a distance, and a huge spiritual power palm print appeared in mid-air, slapping it towards Xie Lingshan's head.

Zhao Xi and Wen Xuan's expressions changed greatly, Mu Han wanted to stop it, looking at Fang Jingming, who was as majestic as an iron tower, and he was afraid of his majesty, afraid of implicating himself.

A silver light suddenly lit up in the deep pit, the silver light flashed and disappeared, appearing in front of the giant palm, a long sword from the bottom up, lightly swiped, the giant palm split into two, broke into two halves, and dissipated in the air.

Liu Yang stood straight in front of Xie Lingshan, his face was a little pale, but he still smiled: "It's okay." ”

Xie Lingshan's nose was sour, and she couldn't tell whether she was excited or worried, or other tastes, but she felt that tears were about to gush out again.

Liu Yang bowed down and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his hand, he tasted it with his mouth, chirped, frowned, and said, "It's so salty, doesn't it mean that the tears of beautiful women are also sweet." ”

Xie Lingshan slapped his palm on the chest and burst into laughter, "You hate it." ”

"Ahh Liu Yang let out a miserable scream, and Xie Lingshan found that his chest was scorched black, and it faintly collapsed for a few minutes.

"It's okay." Xie Lingshan's face was worried.

This is Xie Lingshan, crying and laughing, happy and angry, Liu Yang patted her face and teased: "Don't worry, my little baby." ”

He swept Xie Lingshan's wound without a trace, turned around, looked cold, and said coldly: "You deserve to die!" ”

The silver high-ranking man who fell to the ground got up, looking a little frightened.

Fang Jingming said with a smile, "Before you care about others, worry about yourself." ”

The punch just now poured all his strength, and even with the Yuan Force to protect his body, Liu Yang suffered a lot of minor injuries, as evidenced by the collapsed chest.

"Your aura is much weaker than before, and your Yuan Li is also a little disordered, are you still my opponent?"

Liu Yang glanced at him coldly, didn't say a word, and said silently in his heart: Plateau blood, Qi.

Yuan Li surged out, covering the whole body, the silver light of the limbs flashed, and the Yuan Force surged up the long sword, and it turned into a long silver mang, trembling lightly, faintly swordsman.

His entire figure trembled slightly, and he actually left an afterimage of the Dao in place and disappeared.

The silver high-level man had a bad premonition in his heart, and a slight chill came from his neck, and he turned his head to see a smiling face.

He was terrified, and was about to mobilize his spiritual power, when the silver light swallowed like a snake, and a long sword easily pierced through his chest.

Liu Yang withdrew his long sword and grinned at Fang Jingming, who was full of shock.

Fang Jingming was taken aback, the afterimage was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly, how could Liu Yang, who had been slapped by him with all his might, still have such speed and skill?

And the young man's next words made him even more chilled to the top of his head.

"Next one, it's you."

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