Chapter 470: A Battle to the Death
Before he landed on the ground, the sound of the wind sounded again, and in a burst of light, Wu Murong was like a ghost, and actually appeared directly in front of him again, kicking his leg directly forward.
Duan Leng didn't land in time, but was directly hit into the air again by this leg, and his body flipped in the air no less than four or five times before he finally stopped the flipped momentum, and his body opened slightly.
"Whew!"
A silver-white light followed like a shadow, and in a flash, Wu Murong's expressionless handsome face appeared in front of Duan Leng again, and at the same time, he let out a cold cry in his mouth, and his right palm hit Duan Leng's chest again from top to bottom.
He has launched three attacks in a row in a few consecutive ways, and with this strange and abnormal terrifying speed, he has actually succeeded repeatedly.
Countless frightened eyes from the audience, accompanied by countless almost dull faces, all looked at all this in disbelief.
And in the VIP seat, the Elder who was in the reverse and the ripples of the water was smiling, obviously extremely happy.
"Boom!"
The platform exploded, a dense dust mist rose everywhere, and Duan Leng's body smashed down directly, blasting the table top into a big pit.
On his face, it was as white as gold paper, the corners of his mouth were like a pillar, and one hand was on his torn and reddened chest, gasping for breath.
And Wu Murong is now stepping lightly, but he walked towards Duan Leng in a very chic manner, and his hand was like electricity, directly choking Duan Leng's throat.
"It's just the sixth move, and it's really disappointed me," he said coldly: "What kind of pure martial arts cultivator is extremely strong, it's just vulnerable, let me send you directly on your way now." ”
There was a staggered movement in his palm, and he was about to directly apply a hot hand to Duan Leng.
But I didn't think about the thumbs in my palms, but it was as if I had pinched something hard, but I didn't hear the expected sound of bones breaking.
He sighed lightly, leaned over to look, Huo Ran found that the throat he was pinching Duan Leng was pitch black at the moment, protected by the golden life grid, but Duan Leng's face was filled with an inappropriate smile.
"Boom!"
Duan Leng's already drooping arms rose up as quickly as a snake pounced, and his left hand clamped Wu Murong's right arm tightly, while his right hand was like electricity, turning into a piece of silver-white sharpness, directly blasting into Wu Murong's chest.
With a "Z" sound, the silver-white robe on Wu Murong's chest was directly shattered, turning into several crumbs flying around, but his chest was extremely clear, and a palm print was printed.
Senior brother, he succeeded?
Cinnabar raised his eyebrows, happy to look at it, his senior brother Duan Leng, naturally he would not be defeated so easily, and now in such an unbearable situation, there is still a hidden future.
Knowing the sea, Xiao's voice was a little regretful: "Although it hit the other party, but it didn't cause any damage, although Wu Murong is not very old, but this practice's 'Dengshu Nine Seals,' is perfect, not only can you repeat the words, but you can also do whatever you want." ”
Cinnabar also saw it at this moment, on Wu Murong's chest, there was indeed a golden light flickering, and it was the print of the word "Lin", it seemed that Duan Leng did not succeed this time.
He couldn't help but let out a little annoyed, causing everyone next to him to look sideways.
Wu Murong withdrew and retreated, and after standing up, he looked at his chest with some astonishment, the palm print was impressive, he didn't laugh angrily, and whispered to Duan Leng:
"Wow, in this situation, you can still have spare energy, but I am really impressed!"
"But when you succeed in getting my attention, it's not a good thing, because it makes me more serious. ”
The corners of his mouth lifted a hideous smile and said, "It's just a pity, you don't have a chance to fight back anymore!"
As soon as his voice fell, his clothes were swollen a lot, and the edges were even more hunting, and the words "soldier" and "pro" kept flashing out in his body.
"The seven moves have passed, and the next move is the eighth. ”
Duan Leng turned over and stood proudly in front of Wu Murong again, there was no fear on his face, but it was unprecedentedly cold. As a purple aura burst out, he said incomparably coldly in his mouth:
"Purple Gold Phantom Dragon Slash!
Under the gaze of countless eyes, a purple-gold supernatural dragon suddenly burst out, twisting and twisting, grabbing forward with four paws, and roaring in its mouth, directly rushing up.
Wu Murong on the opposite side saw such a grand momentum, and suddenly couldn't help but change his face a little.
Suddenly, the purple-gold dragon aura finally collided with him head-on!
"Bang!"
In an earth-shattering explosion, on the top of the big table at this moment, there seemed to be a tornado, and countless purple-gold outward breaths were permeating and even rolling, and countless unknown energies were rushing out.
In an instant, in the midst of an exclamation, even the people who were close to the platform couldn't help but retreat in all directions.
After they were settled, they all looked at the arena with shocked faces, because of the huge force of the collision, the temperature of this area actually increased a lot!
And the two elders of Reverse Inclusion and Water Ripple also stood up directly, looking at all this in front of them in great horror, their faces full of shock.
This cold cultivation is just a beginner's cultivation in the stage of a major cultivator, how can he confront Wu Murong to such a point!
The cinnabar in the audience was also shocked at the moment, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, secretly excited.
This Senior Brother Duan Leng is really tough, even in the face of an opponent like Wu Murong, he can actually exert this level of attack.
The dust cleared, the breath faded, and as the scene inside the arena became clearer, people finally saw everything in front of them.
In the middle of the stage, Wu Murong was covering his chest with his hand, where there was a red stain, obviously slightly injured, and his face was gloomy, staring at the front very unkindly.
Duan Leng, who was opposite him, was not so relaxed, at this moment he was already lying cross-legged on the ground, supported by his hands, up and down his body, there was no longer a good area, most of them were scars, and he had exhausted all his strength with all his strength.
But even so, it only caused a trace of damage to Wu Murong.
Is he really that powerful? Duan Leng suddenly felt a little desperate.
At this time, he was already at the end of his strong crossbow, and no matter how hard he tried, he was afraid that he would not be able to organize a decent attack, but he knew that if he fell to the ground like this, he would lose this game completely.
Sure enough, Duan Leng trembled again in a sensational sound, and staggered to his feet.
"You know, what's the happiest thing in my life?"
Wu Murong stared at Duan Leng, and suddenly said faintly: "That is to shatter the dreams of people like you, let you completely understand that this world is as cruel as promised, let you completely collapse and despair, and let you know what is the difference between the world and the earth, and what is the difference between clouds and mud!"
He said coldly: "Miscellaneous fish and ants, after all, they will not be on the stage." ”
As he spoke, words suddenly appeared on his body again, and this time it was different from before, there were actually two new words, one was "者", and the other was the word "all"!
With the appearance of these two novel words, a layer of light suddenly sprouted on his body, and this circle of light shrouded it as if it were nothing, even if he raised his feet and walked towards Duan Leng, this circle of light never disappeared.
The former strengthens body control and can even control the bodies of others, while the latter ignores any attacks of the same rank. ”
Beside Cinnabar in the audience, Feng Quezheng muttered in a low voice: "Being able to use these two moves, Wu Murong is only afraid that he is really going to kill the killer." ”