Chapter 89, Despair

Both sides were fast enough to break through the speed of sound, and a terrible sonic boom exploded, and the battle between the two men was like two shadows entangled in the wilderness.

The sword qi was rampant, the savage power made a dull collision sound, and the clash of weapons stirred up a circle of shock waves, and the entire wilderness was devastated with it, the dense forest was razed to the ground, and deep ravines appeared in the wilderness like ugly scars.

"Poof~"

Wang Ying dodged Wang Zhongping's sword very thrillingly, but his thigh was still wounded by the sword qi.

"Every time he strikes three in a row, he can catch the flaw of the last blow, and if it continues like this, I will definitely die under his sword."

"Be calm, be calm~"

Wang Ying tried hard to make herself calmer, carefully recalled the content of the "Stacked Waves" strategy in her mind, and forced her potential between life and death.

"Like a big river and sea, wave after wave, wave after wave, wave is stronger than wave~"

"My attacks are not coherent enough, my attack speed is not fast enough~"

Wang Ying's head was unusually calm, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all, and the speed of the gun became faster and faster, one move after another, like an endless wave, and there seemed to be a feeling of endless surging river water.

"That's right~That's how it feels~"

Wang Ying's eyes opened, and gradually seemed to find a feeling, when the spear in his hand attacked, the move naturally changed, and there was a vague momentum that gradually appeared, attacking one move after another, and then deliberately using two waves of combos, but when attacking, there was a feeling that the back wave pushed the front wave.

"3 Combo~"

The spear in Wang Ying's hand was very naturally used after the 2 consecutive attacks, and the superimposed power of the third attack was much stronger, and Wang Zhongping thought that this time it would be the same as before, when Wang Ying showed his flaws, the long sword in his hand habitually stabbed.

"Bump~"

On Wang Ying's spear, a huge force instantly split and bent Wang Zhongping's long sword, and then the spear head instantly pierced Wang Zhongping's heart.

"Hmm~ this time?"

Wang Zhongping's eyes suddenly widened, his heart was not good, he reacted quickly, and dodged this shot very thrillingly, but the arm of his left hand was still cut by Wang Ying's spear.

"He has improved so fast, how can he break through again quickly."

A cold light flashed in Wang Zhongping's eyes, and the long sword attack in his hand became even more powerful, and the vitality in his body surged, attacking wave after wave, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, cutting the grass and trees in the wilderness.

Wang Ying was still immersed in that feeling at this time, and he didn't deliberately care about a few consecutive hits, the attacks in his hand were endless, and after three consecutive hits, four consecutive hits were naturally used.

4 consecutive hits, the power has increased by nearly 50% after four superpositions, and the final blow of Wang Ying's four consecutive hits has suddenly become very powerful.

"Bump~"

The tip of the light spear stabbed heavily on Wang Zhongping's long sword, and a terrifying force was released, and suddenly, Wang Zhongping's long sword bent down all of a sudden, and the whole person's figure flew into the sky like a kite with a broken line.

Wang Zhongping's face changed greatly, his feet were in the void, and with the agitation of the air, he quickly stabilized his body, like a spring swallow skimming the water, landing very lightly on a grass pole not far away.

His own strength and vitality are stronger than Wang Ying, but Wang Ying has comprehended the realm of invincibility, and now he can use four consecutive attacks, and the power of the last blow is 50% stronger than the power of the first blow, but it suddenly surpasses Wang Zhongping's strength.

"Breaking through in battle, this is something that only a genius martial artist can do, if this Wang Ying continues to progress like this, it will be another Liu Yuanshan."

Thinking of this, the killing intent in Wang Zhongping's eyes was even stronger, and with a slight step on his feet, the grass pole bent, and the whole person rushed towards Wang Ying like a swift wind.

Wang Ying's heart was as calm as water, walking like flying, the spear in his hand met again, and the two shadows were constantly entangled with each other, fighting non-stop, like two hurricanes, and everywhere they passed, everything was destroyed cleanly.

"Puff~"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, Wang Zhongping's long sword pierced Wang Ying's right chest, and Wang Ying's spear also pierced Wang Zhongping's right chest with one shot, and then the two separated at once, each looking at each other deadly.

"Poof~"

Wang Ying couldn't help but open his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at his right chest, where the two blood holes were constantly bleeding, fighting so far, there were too many injuries, and this time another wound was added.

"You should be proud, but you have just entered the Innate Realm, and you have forced me to exchange injuries for injuries before I can kill you."

The corners of Wang Zhongping's mouth smiled slightly, just now he could have dodged Wang Ying's attack, but he didn't, he chose to exchange injuries for injuries, after all, he has not been injured all along, and if Wang Ying adds another wound, it will be absolutely difficult to save his life.

"Poof~"

Wang Ying wanted to reply with a few words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, his brain was dizzy, and he lost too much blood, even if he had now entered the innate realm, there were too many wounds on his body, and the most important thing was that 2 big holes were pierced in his chest.

"Haha~ Today is your death!"

Seeing Wang Ying's appearance, Wang Zhongping laughed happily, and his voice was like thunder and resounded in the sky.

He kicked under his feet and rushed up again, the long sword in his hand attacked even more fiercely, and now he didn't care about Wang Ying's attack as long as it was not fatal damage, and he played with a completely life-threatening style.

Wang Ying himself was very seriously injured, and the opponent suddenly fought desperately, and suddenly the whole person was in a hurry, and the attack in his hand was out of order, and the situation became even more dangerous.

"Bump~~"

The spear in Wang Ying's hand swept Wang Zhongping away for a distance, and his body did a backflip, and the whole person flashed more than ten meters away at once.

"Ah~"

At the wound, the blood gushed out, and the sword qi left by Wang Zhongping was extremely harmful, and Wang Ying's own yuan power was constantly consuming the sword qi left by the other party, and at the same time, he had to stabilize the situation of the wound, and he had to fight here, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Run, why don't you run away?"

Wang Zhongping smiled proudly, he is like a cat's paw mouse now, he has time to slowly grind with Wang Ying, he can see that as long as he drags it out a little longer, he doesn't have to do it at all, Wang Ying will die of excessive blood loss.

"What are you proud of? I slaughtered two of your royal family, and now that I am dead, I will also earn 1. ”

Wang Ying had blood in his mouth, but he was smiling on his face.

"Hmph~"

When Wang Zhongping heard this, he snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand slashed down in the direction of Wang Ying, and a transparent giant sword fell heavily, Wang Ying hurriedly dodged away, and in the original position, a deep ravine appeared, and a big tree behind him was directly cut in half by this sword, and fell down heavily.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily, I will slowly torture you, and skin you and cramp you to mourn my two nephews."

Wang Zhongping's face was hideous and terrifying, thinking of his brother's two sons, his eyes were on fire when he looked at Wang Ying.

"Hehe~ Those two wastes, you are also a waste, but you just have cultivated for some more time, and you haven't even mastered the indestructible realm, and you are also the bottom existence among the innate martial artists."

Wang Ying knew that he would die, but he didn't have the slightest politeness on his lips, and looked at Wang Zhongping with contempt.

"Haha, you can say it, whatever you want, I will let you scold all the time, make you a stick, and it seems to be a pleasure to listen to your scolding every day in the future."

After Wang Zhongping heard this, not only did he not have the slightest anger, but laughed happily, he had already thought about how to torture Wang Ying in the future, he wanted to learn from the Empress Dowager Lu of the Han Dynasty, cut off Wang Ying's limbs, make a human stick, treat it as a work of art, and torture it slowly.

"Hehe, you waste, what are you laughing at, it is not yet known who killed the deer."

Wang Ying said without cutting down, not looking at Wang Zhongping at all.

"Tsk~ The dead duck has a hard mouth, and the bones weigh two pounds, so it's better, if you kneel down and beg me, I still look down on you, then it's not interesting at all."

Wang Zhongping looked at Wang Ying playfully, very proud and confident.

"Who do you think you are? If you want to kneel down and beg me in the future, I think you can afford to put it down, and I will think highly of you. ”

Wang Ying said without slashing, and then spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Haha, I'll see how much blood you have left to vomit."

As soon as Wang Zhongping's words fell, the whole person rushed up quickly, the long sword in his hand was like a cold crescent moon, and the graceful arcs continued to cross with deadly crises.

"Keng~Keng~"

Wang Ying's spear kept swinging, and it collided with the long sword and made a loud sound.

"Whew~"

With Wang Zhongping's sword sweeping, Wang Ying flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, he was really injured too badly, and even the indestructible realm could no longer be maintained, the difference in strength was too great, and the other party could sweep Wang Ying away with a sword.

"Ahem~"

Wang Ying fell heavily on the wilderness, struggled to get up, spit blood in his mouth, and sighed in his heart, he was really going to die, and he remembered a lot of things in his mind, including the voice and smile of his parents before the end of the world, a happy childhood, a carefree life in the ivory tower, and also sounded the passion of hunting in the wilderness in the last two years.

Thinking of the excited expression when she got the Shui Yan Sutra, imagining that she would be dominant in the future, thinking of Guo Yuanyuan, who was waiting for her at home, how would she and the monkey survive in this last world after she died......

"Stinky boy, I haven't seen you for a long time, I heard that you have become a big person, why do you look so miserable?"

Just as Wang Ying was thinking wildly, a familiar voice sounded in Wang Ying's mind.

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