Chapter 41, the unity of the sword body

Long Buqi glanced at the powerhouses indifferently, "Didn't you think that the white wolf would win before, but now, why do you suddenly have so much confidence in me." ”

The faces of the strong men turned red, and they were a little embarrassed.

Before, a whole million source stones were bet on the white wolf, and they almost lost all their bottoms!

One move!

This young man in Tsing Yi killed the white wolf with one move, and the terrifying combat power is still fresh in their memories.

This time, I will never make the same mistake again, and I will definitely bet on this young man in Tsing Yi!

The only thing that the strong people are worried about is that this young man in Tsing Yi will not accept the challenge.

"I'm not a waste like a white wolf, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

The middle-aged martial artist with the giant sword on his back stared coldly at Long Buqi.

Midoriba roared, "Boy, since he wants to find death, fulfill him!"

"Fulfill him!" Long Xiaoxue raised her little head, but her immature voice made people laugh, this is a battle of life and death.

The eyes of the powerhouses were red, and they couldn't wait to win back a million Source Stones!

"Little brother, please fulfill this person!"

"Accept the challenge!" ......

Long Buqi glanced at the middle-aged martial artist indifferently, "It's hard to be gracious, since you want to find death, then I have to fulfill you." ”

Wow!......

All the powerhouses clenched their fists excitedly, and burst into earth-shattering cheers, waiting for his words!

When the middle-aged woman hidden in the crowd saw this scene, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and the fish finally took the bait!

The manager of the intermediate field is an old man in gray, he is very busy, there are too many people who bet, and he glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi with a wry smile, if the white wolf is the king of the intermediate field, then this young man in Tsing Yi is the emperor of the intermediate field, which can attract countless strong people to bet on it, which directly affects the profit and loss of Sky City!

"Are you ready?"

As Long Buqi and the middle-aged warrior with the giant sword on his back stepped into the ring, a bewitching woman followed, standing between the two with a coquettish smile.

Tear ......

A belly pocket was thrown!

Long Buqi glanced at it, this time it turned out to be black, "I recognize you, before, you have already thrown one, why is there another one, could it be that you are wearing two?"

The bewitching woman glanced at him with silky eyes, "Of course it was just changed, if you are interested in me, you can come to me after you win." ”

Long Buqi coughed dryly, feeling unbearable.

The bewitching woman said as she spoke, but she didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went down to the ring, and her belly pocket hit the ground, which was the beginning, if she didn't leave, it would be too late, and the battle between the two strong men would inevitably affect the entire ring.

The strong men were a little anxious, the duel had already begun, and the young man in Tsing Yi still had the heart to tease the bewitching woman.

"Little brother, don't be careless, I bet a million source stones!"

"Don't be distracted, after you win later, you can go directly to her!"

"When you win, you don't need your Origin Stone, we'll please......!"

Sonorous!......

The black belly pocket fell to the ground, and the giant sword carried by the middle-aged warrior suddenly flew out, revealing a ten-meter-long sword light, piercing the space!

The dragon did not condense the yuan force in his palm, and split it out with one palm.

Rumble!......

The giant sword suddenly soared, turning into thirty meters long, and the terrifying sword qi shook him back more than ten steps!

The faces of all the strong people changed drastically.

"Why is this middle-aged martial artist so powerful!"

"The young man in Tsing Yi did not kill him with one move, but was suppressed by him!" ......

The four young martial kings of the Silver Moon Mercenary Regiment were all slightly stunned, and they didn't expect the middle-aged martial artist to burst out with such powerful combat power, and they couldn't help but flicker in their eyes.

"Our deputy head is amazing!"

"This kid is going to die this time!"

The old man with the goatee trembled with white beard, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were red and he roared, "Little brother, you must not die, I bet on a million source stones, a whole million!"

Green Eight knew the strength of the dragon weapon very well, and the old god was holding six arms around the ground and looked at him with disdain, "What's the hurry, that kid is not so easy to die, he is just too light on the enemy, and he has suffered a little loss." ”

"Die!"

The middle-aged warrior burst into a roar, and rushed towards the giant sword on his feet.

The space shattered in pieces, rolling up a huge wave of space several stories high!

"Can't die. ”

Long Buqi's eyes froze, and he stepped out against the dragon, and his momentum soared.

Palm the dragon's claw and slash it again!

While!......

The whole giant sword trembled, as if it had been hit by an ancient barbarian dragon, lost its direction, and flew out with a swing!

Boom!......

The body of the middle-aged warrior was overturned, smashed into the ring, and slid out a hundred meters away!

All the way to the edge of the ring, it was blocked by the enchantment, and there were ripples in the sky!

Wow!......

The mighty erupted in a tsunami of cheers.

"This is his real strength!"

"I'll just say, how could he lose!"

......

"Good, good!"

The old man with the goatee stroked his white beard, his mouth smiling crookedly, and he was finally relieved.

Midorihachi lifted a hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"You just wait for the Source Stone, this kid is a monster, in the intermediate field, no one can defeat him!"

This move was learned by him from Long Buqi, and I don't know why, but it feels very enjoyable to use!

The old man with the goatee didn't know that he had been "taken advantage of" by others, so he inquired suspiciously, "I see that you are very familiar with this little brother, what is his origin?" Looking at the younger generation of the entire continent, people with this strength are probably only comparable to the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect, although I have never seen the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect who moves the world, so it is nothing more than that." ”

Green Eight smiled incomprehensibly, "What is the Heavenly Demon Holy Son, if he is against my brother, my brother will definitely be able to defeat him!"

Long Xiaoxue tilted her little head suspiciously, a little puzzled, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect was her brother, how could she compare herself with herself?

Boom Boom Boom ......

A brilliant Yuan Force light erupted in the martial arts field, and a dull loud sound was heard!

I saw the young man in Tsing Yi emerge ****** the cave, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, his momentum climbed to the peak, and he was surrounded by holy brilliance, like a god king descending to earth.

On the other hand, the middle-aged martial artist, the thirty-two cave heavens were half pierced, his clothes were stained with blood, his hair was scattered, his face was pale, his body was shaky, and he could no longer support it.

"Sword body in one!"

His body suddenly swelled to more than thirty meters, and slowly fused with the giant sword!

Transform into a humanoid weapon!

Rumble!......

The dragon was slashed out, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth!

The powerhouses were a little surprised, but they didn't expect that the middle-aged warrior was dying and struggling, and he displayed such an amazing martial art, which was somewhat similar to the ancient stunt: the unity of man and sword!

"It's kind of interesting, you can die. ”

Long Buqi's eyes froze, this person's strength exceeded his expectations, and he decided to give him the highest glory of a martial artist.

Boom! Boom!

Step out against the dragon, every step falls, and the body is skyrocketing!

Thirty meters, fifty meters, eighty meters......

One hundred meters!

One hundred and twenty meters!

Rumble!......

A punch blasted out, the space shattered, and the entire ring collapsed!

Click!

The entire greatsword was shattered and turned into a flood of shards!

Burst!

The middle-aged warrior's body fell out, became a cloud of blood mist, and died!

Everyone stared blankly at the young man in Tsing Yi standing on the ruins of the ring, the intermediate ring could withstand the full force of the sixth-order martial king, and the ring was shattered, it can be seen that his strength has exceeded the limit of the ring!

(End of chapter)