Why did you suddenly switch the long stick to one side?

Mu Fan's pupils were now staring at that end, and he intuitively felt that the momentum on the other side was different from before.

When the left arm moves, there is still a tearing pain, and I can't exert force at all. Holding the training stick in his right hand, Mu Fan bowed his waist like a dormant tiger.

For the first time, the people in the mid-air observation group saw weapon fighting, and many of them were obviously interested.

Second Lieutenant Tian suddenly took a stride and made circles with both ends of the stick at the same time, and at the same moment, one end of the stick was drawn down from front to back, and the other end was drawn up from back down to front. Between the virtual and real attacks, use the right end of the stick to Mu Fan's left temple.

Mu Fan's temples jumped suddenly, his arm suddenly folded, and he pressed the long stick with his elbow to cover it directly from one side, breaking the opponent's strangulation with force.

When the two sticks collided, Mu Fan noticed that the end that had just been replaced was used by Second Lieutenant Tian to point the ground.

So why replace?

Or is it ......

It's just confusing!

"Little strangulation." Ruan Xiongfeng, who was holding his arms in his arms, suddenly said three words coldly, which was the name of the first move of the weapon killing technique.

Now he was extremely sure that the other party was probably coming with murderous intent!

Who would dare to commit murder on such an occasion!

This is not destroying an ordinary person, but a star of hope for the future of the academy!

If you let Lao Tzu find out, Lao Tzu will tear you apart!

"Drop!"

Suddenly, there was a vibration in Tianxun, not a voice, but a short message.

"I'm sorry, Commander Ruan, just now when I inquired, the alert was triggered, the authority is insufficient, maybe the gendarmerie will come later. This message is encrypted, and rest assured, the communication record has been destroyed. ”

Looking at the punctuation point that flickered at the end, Ruan Xiongfeng squeaked his fist, and he finally confirmed that someone was obstructing it, and I am afraid that the level is still very high!

How could this civilian kid have touched such a high level!

Boy, let me live!

……

Seeing Mu Fan holding his first move, Tian Qingyun's eyes had a long meaning.

Boy, I'm afraid I'm going to kill a genius today.

The long stick that had fallen into the air had already been lit to the ground, but now it was suddenly swept by a brute force, and the cold wind was completely about to sweep off Mu Fan's legs with one blow.

Leg Sweep Crash!

Small strangulation chase technique!

This is completely due to the impact of Mu Fan's current body movement.

One arm was already scrapped, and now he wants to scrap Mu Fan's two legs.

What Mu Fan felt in this move was a kind of cold killing intent, the kind of iron-blooded killing unique to soldiers!

The long stick was about to hit his legs in an instant, Mu Fan twisted his waist, his feet off the ground, and forcibly controlled himself to turn around horizontally in the air.

Hmph, the long stick that had just been swept swung weirdly in Tian Qingyun's hand, and then by inertia he drew a circle and turned back into the air, and then smashed it down!

The second technique of chasing - swinging circle and slashing.

Step by step!

Mu Fan, whose body was still in mid-air, instinctively felt wrong, because the sound of the long stick breaking through the air came too fast, and even began to appear phantoms.

And this feeling of splitting air......

It doesn't look like a stick can be made at all!

Mu Fan's pupils shrank, because out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the side that he had split this time was the side that had just been aimed at him after exchanging his hands!

With a twist of his wrist, the long stick was carried behind Mu Fan, trying to use his back to support the stick to resist the blow.

But he didn't notice a few weird rubbings of Tian Qingyun's hands holding the long stick, so he didn't know that the long stick was not an ordinary smash at all.

Click!

Only to hear a crisp sound, the long stick on Mu Fan's back was smashed with a blow, and only then did he finally realize that there was something wrong with the long stick on the opposite side.

It was definitely not a wooden stick, but cold metal.

Burst!

The heavy stick with huge potential energy slammed into his back, and Mu Fan snorted, and directly spit out a mouthful of blood.

When the steaming blood sprayed onto the ground of the ring, everyone watching shouted hello at the same time.

They didn't know the truth of the matter at all, but seeing the terrifying No. 1578 wounded, it means that this battle is probably going to be exciting, and it is never a big deal to watch the excitement.

Mu Fan was slammed to the ground, and the power of the blow just now he could incomparably conclude that this was probably a level 21 power, and now his internal organs seemed to be misplaced.

Wind? Not good!

Mu Fan, who had not yet recovered from his recovery, heard the sound of sharp air being cut through his ears again.

Syllable!

Mu Fan forcibly exerted his strength, spit out another mouthful of blood, held the broken stick in his right hand and slammed it into the ground, and then turned over with a harrier and narrowly avoided this oblique split.

There were some unexpected sticks, Tian Qingyun thought that the trick just now would be able to completely deal with this kid.

After being hit twice in a row by his own killing technique, the extent of the rupture of his internal organs may not make it to the medical point at all.

Three attacks in a row, with murderous intent.

Finally determined the other party's purpose, Mu Fan rubbed the corner of his mouth with his right shoulder to wipe the blood away.

Then he spat hard.

"It really amazes me." Three killing skills hit two moves without dying, and Tian Qingyun's own face was a little unbearable.

Bah!

Mu Fan's eyes now are completely like a lone wolf who has been cornered, a complete kind of desperate madness.

He will never be knocked down, let alone throw in the towel!

Interesting. Looking at the look in the eyes of the young man in front of him and this vigilant posture, he was not ready to admit defeat at all.

Hehe, since I begged for death, then I can't blame me.

Tian Qingyun raised the side of the long stick that had been replaced with alloy with his hands and feet again, gently pushed the bottom end with his left hand, and held it with his right hand, and the whole person put on another peculiar posture, but the killing intent continued unabated!

"Finally starting to be shameless!" In mid-air, Ruan Xiongfeng exuded a vicious aura all over his body, causing no one to stand within two meters of him.

"What is Lao Ruan doing?" Ruan Xiongfeng's movements alarmed the people around him, but looking at Ruan Xiongfeng's cold expression on his face and the evil aura around him, that bald head was extremely evil.

No one dared to approach.

I'm afraid that except for Ruan Xiongfeng, who has rich experience, I'm afraid no one can see the strangeness of the stage.

……

Weapon Killing Skill - Wind Whirlwind Killing Stick!

Whew, whew, whew......

Tian Qingyun's hands began to alternate strangely, alternately.

The long stick also began to spin slowly in a certain rhythm, rotating around the two alternating palms, and then began to accelerate.

The sound of breaking wind whined, and the strange whistling sound once again attracted the attention of the crowd.

At this time, a few viewers finally raised questions.

"This ...... Is it a move that can be used at level 17? ”

It's a pity that the scene was noisy, and more people were staring intently at the fighting in other places, and these questions were quickly drowned out in the crowd.

Finally, Tian Qingyun spun the long stick in his hand to the extreme, and then raised his hands above his head.

"Since you don't leave, then ...... Go to hell! ”

A cold killing intent finally appeared in his eyes, and with this final blow, Tian Qingyun decided to send the other side on the road.

Heh, Mu Fan's aura around his body was cold to the extreme, and a faint green flashed in his palm.

The muscles of his right arm under the long-sleeved jacket were all raised, and his fingers rubbed violently in a posture that a normal person would never do.

Whining!

The broken stick was actually erected in Mu Fan's palm and began to rotate at great speed, and then brought a strange wind sound.

Holding the long stick in his right hand, his lowered eyelids were raised, and a sense of indifference to life appeared in his eyes.

"You want to kill me......"

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