Huo Qingcheng was too upright, and Ou Yezi fought against him, and carried the sunflower with a blow of the Tiger Yang Whip, but the opponent was a false move, and the real killing move was in the back. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A ghost sword pierced from the left chest, went straight to the heart, and when it pierced into three points, it was noticed by Huo Qingcheng, grabbed the sword body with one hand, and the nails cut into the steel sheet of the sword spine, rubbing out metal sparks, but still couldn't stop the force of the piercing, until the hilt was not halfway in, Ou Yezi stopped urging the hilt, the ghost sword stopped, and Huo Qingcheng also froze in place.

Looking at the angle and depth of the sword stab, there is no doubt that the heart is not guaranteed, as long as Ou Yezi pulls out the long sword, Huo Qingcheng, the king of a generation, will fall.

Airplanes!

There was a commotion on the entire battlefield, and an atmosphere of horror and sorrow was brewing in the Huo family's camp.

"You've lost." Ou Yezi showed a shallow smile that had not changed for ten thousand years.

Huo Qingcheng smiled: "It's not over yet!" ”

Ou Yezi frowned slightly, and raised his vigilance a little, the more critical the moment, the more he can't take it lightly, there are too many examples of happiness and sadness, his spirit is tense, as long as Huo Qingcheng makes any changes, he is ready to retreat at any time.

Huo Qingcheng carried a stick in his other hand, twisted it, and the tip of the stick stretched out a spear head, stabbing it back, and in the condition that his heart was punctured, this blow was obviously the end of a strong crossbow, and it was more than half a point slower.

Ou Yezi's heart moved, and he was about to retreat, but he felt that this seemed to be a bit of an overreaction, and in hesitation, this stab was pinched by Ou Yezi with one hand.

This scene can't help but make people's eyes sour, and there is a sense of pathos at the end of the hero, a generation of heavenly kings, the banner of the ancient boxing alliance, has since fallen.

Huo Qingcheng grabbed the sword body with his right hand, his palm was cut, and the red and viscous blood dripped straight down, and it turned out that the blood of the Heavenly King-level powerhouse was also red.

He smiled bitterly: "Mr. Ouye, you are still a step ahead!" ”

Ou Yezi quietly breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly: "People will eventually die, sooner or later, if you leave today, it may be my turn tomorrow, Master Huo doesn't have to be persistent, he should accept his fate." ”

"Yes! If it's time to accept fate, you must accept it! Huo Qingcheng smiled and said, "The Zhao family is going backwards and trying to dominate the Federation, this is an anti-human behavior, and it is doomed to failure!" Even if you are not defeated by us, you will be defeated by others, shouldn't you accept your fate! ”

Well? Is it dying persuasion? Or is it a dead duck with a hard beak?

Ou Yezi looked at him suspiciously, and was about to draw his sword and leave, when the head of the gun in his hand made a soft clicking sound, like the feeling of an egg being crushed, and the head of the gun was actually "twisted" by him.

Ou Yezi's pupils shrank, as if he had been struck by lightning, and was about to react, when a dazzling fire burst out......

Rumble!

A dark mushroom cloud rose in the center of the battlefield, and dark red flames filled the dark cloud, and then, a powerful shock wave radiated out from the center of the battlefield, pushing the raging blizzard in the sky, flying several kilometers away, and some soldiers couldn't help but fall to the ground to avoid the muddy waves.

"Daddy!" There was a sharp cry in the command room of the dragon shield, Su Ling fell to the ground, tears flooded with tears, poor her old father was punctured in the heart, and ate a high-explosive bomb at close range, how could there be any chance of survival?! The sacrifice is really big enough.

Facing the raging shock wave, Cen Mu and Ling Zhan rushed towards the battlefield, and Zhao Zilong on the opposite side also rushed up.

The rest of the soldiers, under the orders of the commander, stopped their eagerness, both sides knew that such a rush of brains, probablely, the consequence is the outbreak of an uncontrollable melee, and as long as this melee breaks out again, it must be divided into winners and losers, there is no possibility of stopping, and the outcome will be a lose-lose, which does not meet the expectations of the high-level of both sides.

The smoke cleared, and the two mutilated figures were revealed at the explosion point, no blood stains could be seen, and the blood was burned dry by the instantaneous and violent high temperature, and the two of them were scorched black all over their bodies, very embarrassed, and they couldn't see the bearing of the peak powerhouse of the Federation at all.

Huo Qingcheng was lying on his back on the ground, his eyes were closed, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, from the appearance, his body was quite complete, after all, he was a high-level strength ability, the flesh membranes of bones, muscles and skin, the toughness was far beyond that of ordinary people, and only the special ghost sword in Ou Yezi's hands could leave scars on his body, and ordinary seventh-order abilities could not hurt him.

Ou Yezi's situation was even worse, the hand holding the bomb was blown up, only half of the charred bone stubble remained, half of the skin and flesh of his face were sliced off by the bomb fragments, and several pieces of shrenchel of different shapes were embedded in his forehead, making the whole face look very hideous and terrifying, compared with the old fairy before, it was like two people.

Ou Yezi has never been known for his strong defensive ability, his strength lies in the fact that others can't hit him, and the weapons of war that can really hurt him have no chance of hurting him, I didn't expect to fall into such a field today.

This shows that Huo Tianwang had already thought of the situation of facing Ou Yezi, the first person in the Federation, and set up such a game with himself as bait, this hand arrangement is remarkable, of course, if he does not die, it will be perfect.

After Cen Mu, Huo Shaoqin and Zhao Zilong rushed to the battlefield, they guarded each other.

Huo Shaoqin protected Huo Qingcheng and moved him back a few meters, while Cen Mu stood between the two.

Zhao Zilong held Ou Yezi's head and let him rest on his lap, he couldn't bear to touch any part of his body, his whole body was covered with all kinds of shrapnel, different shades, this may be the most serious injury Ou Yezi suffered in his life, and it may be the last time he was injured, looking at the two of them is quite unkind.

Zhao Zilong's face twitched slightly, which was a sign of entering a state of anger.

"Master Huo, what a good means!" Zhao Zilong couldn't help but sneer, in his opinion, his skills are not as good as others, and he really can't get on the stage with some out-of-the-ordinary means.

The rules are set by the king of Lanling, and the unscrupulous means are also mentioned by him himself, which is actually nothing to say, you can't win, and it is common to use some means that end up together, and it is the ability to calculate talents.

It's like if Ou Yezi cheated in the middle and booby-trapped Huo Tianwang, others couldn't blame anything, at most a few sour words, the first person in the federation still used such a method.

Cen Mu was about to distinguish when a violent cough came from behind him, and the sound made Cen Mu overjoyed.

"It's so-so! Compared with the Zhao family, it is not very clever, Huainan has been thinking about my Yunlai City for more than ten years, how many means have been used in between? Don't you know?!" Huo Qingcheng's weakness can be clearly seen from the language, but he can still fully express his meaning, it doesn't seem like a flashback, who can hold on for so long without dying when his heart is punctured?!

It's not scientific!

Zhao Zilong said in surprise: "Master Huo, it seems that there is no big problem?" ”

He believed that his master, Ou Yezi would not make the decision to stop without piercing the opponent's heart, which could only show one problem: piercing a heart was not a fatal injury for Huo Qingcheng, and if he investigated the root cause, he could get an amazing discovery - maybe Master Huo had more than one heart.

No wonder he dared to detonate a high-explosive bomb at close range, carrying a special bomb with his physique, it was not a big problem, but for an agile character, it really cost most of his life!

At this moment, a long and narrow bullet shot out from a corner of the vast battlefield, and it rushed in front of the rolling thunder, with the resentment of the Zhao family, with a curse that made people sink into darkness forever, it was unbelievably fast, and it was impossible to identify it with its eyes, let alone perceive its trajectory.

Only the releaser knew that this blow would fall on Huo Qingcheng's temple, do what Ou Yezi had not done, and send him back to the west!

Cen Mu's hair exploded, and the intuition honed by walking on the edge of the blade for many years was madly warning him that danger was coming.

Time slowed down, and Cen Mu's body was freed from the shackles of time.

In an instant, he drew his sword and slashed, the movements were so smooth and so fast that neither the weight of the tyrant nor the new punishment heaven could hold his arm.

The blade split the narrow bullet, and after the special bullet was hit, it burst instantly, but unfortunately it failed to burst at the destination, so the power was quite limited, and even the power of a piece of shrapnel was not as good.

Good knife technique!! Zhao Zilong's pupils shrank, and he stared at the man in the dark red mecha in front of him.

Just when people were still shocked by this shocking knife, the person concerned put his hands in the sheath, and at some point there was an extra sniper gun in his hand, and he did not hesitate to spew out a huge tongue of fire.

Boom!

Like a train crashing into a mountain range, shaking a valley, and feeling the tremor several kilometers away, it is very strong, you must know that this is not an anti-materiel missile, just a sniper.

The sniper bullet that pierced through the armored tank reflected off and sinked through the muzzle of the opponent's sniper rifle, and the heavy bullet crushed the barrel of the gun, cutting through the thorns along the way, leaving a bloody hole in the attacker's chest.

The latter had a look of shock and disbelief on his face, how could he be so fast?! This is the last thought of the deceased.

Cen Mu said solemnly: "Shame on the sneak attackers! Who dares to destroy the fair duel environment, first think about whether you have the strength to cheat. ”

At this time, the Zhao family's camp caught up with a medical team, surrounded by several heavily armed warriors, and under Zhao Zilong's instructions, they carefully carried Ou Yezi down.

On the other side, Huo Qingcheng also lay on a stretcher, protected by a group of mecha warriors, and evacuated the scene.

Zhao Zilong took off the spear on his back and slowly assembled the three silver spears together: "You look familiar!" Do you dare to take off your armor and let me see?! ”

Cen Mu also put away the sniper rifle, took off the double knife on his back, and said with a smile: "It's not a beauty, what do you see!" ”

Zhao Zilong sneered twice: "This joke is not funny at all!" I can be sure of your identity by feeling, but that person is dead, so it's weird! ”

"It doesn't matter if it's weird or not, you won't know until you hit it!"

Zhao Zilong bowed his head and said: "That's right, then I'll take off your head first, and then see who you are!" ”

The elders on both sides did not speak again, and acquiesced in the behavior of the two, and Zhao Zilong was qualified enough to represent the Zhao family.