The chill that had dissipated before was still not visible, but those who had a heart had noticed that the layer of crystal on the ground had disappeared, and he did what he said, each attack was in a different way, and it would never be used again after use.

So the others also understood that this person was not only powerful but also versatile, and seemed to have mastered many skills.

This time, he carried Xue Yuhan step by step towards Wu, the speed was extremely slow, and in an instant, the Xue Yuhan seemed to weigh tens of millions of catties, and he needed to drag it, and the tip of the sword dragged the ground, and every time he walked, it would make a sound, which was a fusion of crispness and harshness. The former is the original timbre of Xue Yuhan, and the latter is the anger of the ring rocks, although it is not to drag out the traces, it is also very uncomfortable.

This person's trick is obviously different from before, completely different temperament and pressure. ’

As an opponent, the feeling of indifference is the most obvious, the heart is beating with the drag of the snow feather cold, and even walking can affect himself, amazing, really powerful!

Seeing this, he could only forcibly undo another layer of his seal, and now he was also sixty percent of his strength, if it weren't for too much consumption before, he wouldn't have used so much strength, but at such a moment, he couldn't afford to think about it.

A familiar sense of power struck, and he looked at Lihantian, who had never seen it so thoroughly before, but now he could see a burning flame, but it was wrapped in his skin, so he was also suppressing his true strength, and this suppression was obviously deeper than his own.

Well, it's really good! In this way, Muye held the sword with both hands, as if the broken sword in his hand was not a sword but a large sword, and it required a great deal of strength to lift it.

And at this time, Liyu Tian finally came to Wu, without many temptations and false tricks, and Xue Yuhan slashed out from head to bottom.

This should be a powerful blow, and there are two options without short-term thinking, one is to use the body to avoid its edge, and then make a strategy; second, raise the sword and use force to fight in the way of a man.

And he didn't think about it for too long, so he also raised the broken sword in his hand to greet him from the bottom up.

This action was clearly visible to everyone, because the speed was extremely slow, as if it was deliberately seen by everyone, and there was no skill at all, looking at the non-bulging arms, everyone knew that this time it was a confrontation between forces.

"When ......"

Under the impact of Xue Yuhan and the broken sword, there was such a loud sound, although it was not as loud as Huang Zhong Dalu, but it also echoed in the entire martial arts arena, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Looking at the demeanor and movements of the two of them, the smile on Li's face has long since disappeared, and at this moment, there is a sudden rise on his white cheeks, which is still beautiful, but it can be seen that he is exerting strength, and it is great strength. Wu's long hair fluttered because of the impact of the two of them, and his face was also vertical and horizontal, not to mention the tightness of his lips, and he was also using all his current strength.

The arms of both of them are swinging slightly, and the amplitude of the none, he is already a backhand defense, and he is naturally at a loss below, but it can also be seen from this that the 'little white face' in the mouth of the little fairy is actually infinitely powerful.

The wrestling between the two, signaled by the slow downward curvature of Wu's body, continued, and he suffered again, and it was a big loss.

And it was obviously not full strength from the hateful sky, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and roared

"Ah......h

Both men and women in the audience were surprised that such a sickly body could roar such a sound, and this roar was both hard and venting.

I saw that his whole body was tense, and the suppressed cold qi involuntarily emanated, and in an instant, the two of them dispersed and retreated, and this blow finally divided the victory and defeat, which was the joint effect of the two, but one was silent and the other was silent.

The movements of the two of them retreating are like retreating, and they are both a little embarrassed, but there is a clear difference in speed and distance, and the range of action is greater.

After ten steps, he stopped his body from the middle of the martial arts arena, but he also retreated from the middle of the martial arts arena to the edge, and if he took ten steps back, he would come out, and there was no retreat, and he finally stopped at the nineteenth step, and barely stabilized his body when he broke the sword.

At this point, the victory and defeat have been completely separated, and what outsiders see is that there is no defeat, but a few people know that although he is defeated, it is only four or six between him and Lihate, and it is the result of retention, after all, it is not the time of life and death, if it is a battle at the peak moment and no care at all, it is not clear how the victory or defeat will be, but his current defeat is a fact.

Seeing that Wu did not fall into the martial arts field, he straightened his waist even more after standing firmly, and there was already an obvious smile on the cold face of the hated sky.

"Five"

The accurate number of reports announced that the ten-style covenant had just passed half and had not ended, and now many people are already a little puzzled, what is going on with these two people.

Knowing that it is better to hate the sky, and hitting it again and again, he obviously has the ability to win with one blow, but he stops again and again, and uses the next style. And Wu is also brainless, knowing that his strength is not enough, he is still gritting his teeth and persevering, with his ability to be as big as that Wenhui, he can jump out and admit defeat, and then do it again, and there is a ninety percent chance that he can get in, but why is this the case.

Thinking about it, it can only be the name of the first to make trouble, after all, there has not been a person who has won ten consecutive victories so far.

But is that really the case?

No, both of them are good players, there are few opponents of the same race and age, and now it is not easy to meet people of the same strength and similar age, and they can't help but want to compete more, that's all.

After Wu returned to the field, the hateful genius made a move, and everyone was looking forward to it.

And then the time was the same as before, each time he had the upper hand from hating the sky but retreated at the critical moment, superimposing the numbers again and again, during which he performed many moves, or speed, or sensitivity, or skill......

An hour later, now it was the last resort, and I saw a cloud in the sky that had been formed for an unknown amount of time, and snowflakes were constantly falling, and if everyone had not seen his previous move, they would have wondered where this cloud came from.

It seems to be beautiful but it is actually very dangerous, and the speed of Wu's figure is interspersed with it, and he has used seventy percent of his strength. The reason for this is to avoid the falling snowflakes, because once they are contaminated, they will freeze instantly, and he already has many ice crystals on his body. On the one hand, they are also looking for opportunities to attack, knowing that this is the last battle, and it is time to regain some face.

It's just that there are too many snowflakes, once he finds the missing place, the falling snowflakes will seal the missing place in the next moment, and the speed is faster than him, all of this is obviously controlled by Lihantian, and his outstretched hands are constantly changing postures.

'Fight!'

The next moment, he stopped his body, letting the snowflakes fall and stain his body, while he maintained the posture of drawing his sword, and his eyes kept rolling, catching the snow that had not yet fallen and had already fallen, he was about to strike the final blow.

The posture leaned forward slightly, so his back was full of snowflakes in just a moment, and the speed visible to the naked eye froze, and he was unmoved, just faster and intensified capture, this is a contest of time, because his back is already full of ice crystals, and it has spread over his arms, if he can't find a suitable time to shoot within a few breaths, he will lose his mobility.

'This is the time!'

The results of the calculation in his mind reminded him that this was the last chance, and then I saw him start running, and there was already a shadow behind him, an afterimage. There was no slowing down between moving left and right, and as soon as he left, countless snowflakes fell there, and this was indeed his last chance, and it was obvious that the snow was already overwhelming.

But they have been left behind him, this moment of running is the last hope, the broken sword in his hand is also emitting red light, in the vast white snow, between the pieces of crystal is very dazzling, but not the entire sword body is just on the rust, and there is a special temperature, so this is not a rust at all but the blood of some kind of creature, usually suppressed by the fury in it, at this moment to use seventy percent of the strength is the last blow, so it has not been suppressed.

"Ah......h

is finally approaching the day of hatred, and the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time all burst out at this moment, and he needs to vent and defeat the person in front of him. At the same time, the broken sword in his hand is also forced out, and all the skills, strength, and experience are all abandoned at this moment.

"I ...... Wait...... You...... Many...... Time...... It's over!"

Wu in the catharsis didn't hear the words spoken by Lihantian, but he knew what he meant by looking at his mouth, and he had been waiting for himself! So this trick wasn't just this overwhelming snow and ice, or something else?

It doesn't matter, this is already the last form, so there is no hesitation in the movements of the hands, but a general acceleration of relief.

"Ah......h

The face-to-face Lihattian also shouted, at this moment he finally didn't have to suppress it like that, he saw the anger of the opponent, although he knew that it was not all his strength, but it could also make him a little happy.

The snow feather cold in his hand is also swung out, and there is also no discipline skills at all, and some are determined to throw everything away.

The two good swords collided in one place, but there was no sound, all everyone saw was that the two swords kept colliding, but they didn't see any of them, as if the two flying swords were attacking with the will of their masters.

Once, twice......

I don't know how many times it finally stopped.

"Haha, it's enjoyable, it's been a long time since I've had this enjoyment, so I'll give you this ten consecutive wins, and the next meeting will be when I go all out, hahaha......"

When the voice fell, I saw a person jumping from the martial arts arena, and when I heard the voice, I knew that it was from the hateful sky, and the result was obvious, and he became the first person to win ten in a row, which was unexpected and reasonable, after all, his strength was also extremely strong.

It's just that no one knows what the final blow of him and Lihantian was.

The three people who were judged outside the arena had not yet said the result, and they had already jumped off the martial arts arena in one step, looking tired.

When I went out, I looked at a few places, the place where the unkempt man was, the place where Zhong Ling'er floated in the air, the place where Meng Qin was, the place where Jiang Hai was located, and another place.