"Hahahaha. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Ye Ze was lying on the ground, he couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter, the ring on his hand flashed, and a non-attribute rune stone appeared on his hand, and the light flashed, and the holy light emerged, shining on Ye Ze's shoulder.

"Hahahaha!"

The laughter of the Heavenly Sword made Tang Zhengfeng feel a trace of shame, a trace of anger that he had never felt before!

"I mean what I say, I ...... lose this competition," Tang Zhengfeng said in a deep voice.

Immediately, the onlookers were in an uproar, they were completely dumbfounded, and they couldn't imagine that the battle at the pinnacle would end in such a situation.

"Hey." Ye Ze snorted unhappily: "You take yourself too seriously, this duel is not something you can fight if you want to, and you can leave if you want to!" Tang Zhengfeng, the rules of this world are not set by you! ”

In three days and three nights, the Yuan Power in the bodies of the two of them had basically been consumed, and now it was less than one-tenth of the total.

However, even if it is one-tenth of Yuan Li, both of them still have the ability to fight, as soon as Ye Ze's words fell, the bow and arrow in his hand had already jumped, the arrow fell, and a meteor streaked across the sky.

Tang Zhengfeng frowned, the sword in his hand shook violently, the sword blade flicked, swept away the arrows, his eyes sank, and he stepped out suddenly, and the sword blade pointed directly at the heavenly sword.

Ye Ze's feet retreated sharply, and he heard a strange hum in his ears, and Tang Zhengfeng's sword blade was strangely blurred, as if it was trembling rapidly.

Tang Zhengfeng's strength is really incomprehensible, it is obviously the simplest thing, but when it comes to his hands, it becomes extraordinary.

Ye Ze was secretly distressed, but at this time he was not distracted in the slightest, arrow after arrow, without reservation, he did not back down, and fought desperately.

The two finally collided, and Ye Ze used a bow as a knife and fought with Tang Zhengfeng in a short fight.

Tang Zhengfeng's sword aura was vertical and horizontal, often without warning, and at an ultra-close distance, even if Ye Ze cast [Thunder Control], it was difficult to dodge.

Whoa!

The staggered sword qi left bloody wounds on Ye Ze's body.

In the blink of an eye, it is already a hundred and ten!

Blood, flowing silently, stained the clothes red, stained the bandages of the arms red.

However, even so, Ye Ze did not give up, he was desperately fighting back, although he was completely suppressed by Tang Zhengfeng, he also left a few arrow wounds on Tang Zhengfeng's body.

The scene suddenly changed from dull to intense, even tragic.

The change was so extreme that the audience was caught off guard, everyone subconsciously shuddered, even when Tiandao faced Tang Zhengfeng, it was so tragic, what if they were replaced!

Tang Zhengfeng's strength is unreasonable.

Suddenly, a holy light shone brightly, shining on the body of the Heavenly Sword, and the wound recovered at the speed of the naked eye.

The fully recovered Heavenly Dao roared, and suddenly burst out, slamming his head into Tang Zhengfeng's chest, knocking him to the ground.

Ye Ze took the opportunity to distance himself, sweat flowed, Tang Zhengfeng slammed on the ground, jumped up from the ground, his chest tightened, and his eyes couldn't help but blacken!

Tang Zhengfeng is no better than Ye Ze, the bodies of the two of them are about to bottom out, and the means they can use are getting fewer and fewer.

Let the Heavenly Sword drag down again, who will lose and who will win, it is already unpredictable, Tang Zhengfeng gritted his teeth, the sword suddenly blazing, the red magma surged, and the high temperature distorted the air.

The magma sword is red and translucent, getting redder and redder, like a crater, as long as Tang Zhengfeng's mind moves, there will be endless magma gushing out!

Ye Ze's spirit was completely tense, and the two of them knew each other well by now.

Tang Zhengfeng is going to fight his last bit of strength and decide the winner with one sword.

As for the fourth level of the spirit level, it is impossible for Tang Zhengfeng to exert his yuan power, and the power and consumption are always proportional, and this will not change just because Tang Zhengfeng is a spirit person.

If you can't take this trick, all your previous efforts will be in vain.

Ye Ze gritted his teeth and pulled out four frozen arrows!

Quadruple Orb, Magnetic Storm, Frozen Arrow!

Magma surges, freezes endlessly, red dazzles, white chills.

Half magma, half iceberg.

Rumble!!!

At the center of the explosion, four cold ice arrows exploded one after another, but in a moment, the cold ice turned into water, and the water turned into ice mist, and a much darker dark red sword light pierced through the ice mist and attacked Ye Ze.

Ye Ze glared angrily, crossed his arms, and blocked in front of him.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Ye Ze was completely overturned, slammed to the ground, the flesh and blood on his arms were blurred, and the white bones could be seen, and the rune stone in his hand flashed with holy light, repairing it with all his might, and one by one by a rune stone shattered into powder in Ye Ze's hand.

However, the magma-like sword element burned Ye Ze's wound like a flame, and the holy light could only stop the deterioration, but it could not repair it.

A [Skill] level Holy Light cannot repair the damage of a higher level of Yuan Force.

Ye Ze's face was as pale as paper, the intense pain almost made him unconscious, he struggled to get up, his body was shaky, and every movement made him want to die in agony.

Yao Yao struggled to stand up, and the attributeless rune stone prepared in front of the station did not flow like money in his palm.

It was only after exerting all his strength that the Holy Yuan could barely maintain the continued deterioration of the wound.

All the onlookers were stunned at this moment, and they were dumbfounded to look at the Heavenly Dao, who was badly injured and in a terrible condition, and actually struggled to stand up.

It's hard to imagine what kind of will is supporting the heavenly sword at this moment.

The heavenly knife at this moment, intertwined with the image of the past three days, is so incompatible, that shameless, fleeing guy, this moment is so powerful, powerful is simply inhuman.

Ye Ze took a step and rushed out.

Tang Zhengfeng exhausted all his strength, his expression was a little trance, and he vaguely saw a figure behind the ice fog staggering to stand up.

Then, a fist burst through the ice mist.

Bang!

Heavenly Dao's fist smashed into Tang Zhengfeng's face, smashing Tang Zhengfeng to the ground.

Tang Zhengfeng struggled to get up, but his body couldn't move, the three days and three nights of chasing and the all-out battle just now had completely exhausted his last bit of strength, and he couldn't even move a finger at this moment.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ye Ze sat on Tang Zhengfeng's body, waving his fists indiscriminately, without any discipline, and smashed his fists on Tang Zhengfeng's head.

Like a gangster who has gone crazy on the street, he only knows how to swing his fist and put the other party to death.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The collision of fists and bones, the impact of blood and blood, the beast wields its claws and teeth, fighting desperately for the only way to survive!

The tragic and primitive picture shook everyone's heart.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone's eyes widened.

They watched Tang Zhengfeng's handsome face with their own eyes, destroyed by the beast's fist, and they saw a strange picture in a trance, the immortal standing high in the clouds was pulled down the cloud by a beast, smashed into the mud, and shredded everything perfect on his side little by little!

Let that immortal become even more unbearable than a beast!

"In this duel, the Heavenly Sword wins!"