Wang Yun's side, with the blessing of Fengbu, it will be a word soon.

Zhou Ming's side, with the help of the swift body, is also fast.

Within the scope of Zhangxu, the two are like two fast-moving beasts, staging a fierce and beastly fight.

The sound of the sword clashing of the table tennis is endless, and a rhythmic war song is played.

From time to time, Zhou Ming came to Wang Yun's side with the help of footwork, raised his sword and stabbed at the latter's waist, and Wang Yun quickly changed hands to Shiyun, stabbing from top to bottom against his body, Shiyun's sword body just resisted the tip of the spirit sword, so that there was no danger.

From time to time, Wang Yun seized the opportunity and slashed at Zhou Ming's head from top to bottom, but was avoided by the latter's quick tilt of his head, and then Shiyun held a sword flower in Wang Yun's hand, replaced it with a posture of holding the hilt of the sword, and quickly smashed it into Zhou Ming's chest with the hilt, but was blocked by the spirit sword that Zhou Ming returned, so that he returned in vain.

Sometimes the two stabbed each other in the same posture, but accurately countered each other with the tip of the sword in mid-air, and the momentum of the-for-tat and the cold eyes of the two made it a little pale to describe Mai Mang with the tip of the needle.

Sometimes......

In short, in a short period of time, the two have been dazzling many times, in this limited space, their swords are like claws, swords are like teeth, trying to gnaw at each other's flesh and blood. The two are constantly switching identities between offense and defense.

This kind of white-bladed and life-and-death scene is displayed in front of everyone in an extremely wild state.

This situation was not until the two kicked each other and then turned over and exited the fighting circle.

At this time, everyone realized that half a stick of incense had passed since the battle between the two began.

。。。

"Whew~".

Together with Wang Yun and Zhou Ming, everyone slowly breathed a long sigh of relief.

If they hadn't known the identities of the two in advance, they would definitely have thought that these were two golden spirit disciples who had been immersed in the three-rank consummation stage for many years.

This fight, this duel, is so exciting, so enjoyable!

The golden spirit is invincible in close proximity, which is the best evidence.

Wait, it's easy to understand that Zhou Ming has this strength, but under the stimulation of Burning Tadan, there is a situation that far exceeds his original strength. But what's the situation with Wang Yun! He's not a golden spirit! A fire spirit who wields the power of fire, does he need to temper his melee strength even more exaggerated than a martial artist?

This is hiding clumsy, this is hiding a four-grade martial artist!

"Do you feel that Wang Yun's aura is a little messy?"

A look of suspicion flashed in Qiu Shaoxiong's eyes, and he asked Le Qiqi, who had a strong mental power beside him.

Le Qiqi, whose eyes were locked on Wang Yun, heard this, slowly closed her eyes, and after a while, she opened her eyes, her cherry lips opened lightly, and her tone was full of confusion and surprise, "There is only one divine thought, how can there be three breaths." ”

She shifted her inquiring gaze to Yuan Zhu, who had a kind of confidence in Wang Yun's strength, and tried to get an answer.

Yuan Zhu shook his head and buried everyone's doubts in his heart with one sentence.

"Everyone has secrets. ”

"It's... Teacher, what kind of road is he?"

Next to the head coach, a man wearing a power suit with bulging muscles asked suspiciously.

"It's no wonder that this kid of Wenyu will only look forward to Wang Yun, this sword technique, it seems that not only has everyone's guidance, but also has the work of hard work. Rare, rare. ”

The first words of the chief instructor made a general comment on Wang Yun's performance, and as for the effect of this scene, it was to make the teachers of the surrounding martial arts department nod silently in a daze, and no longer asked.

However, there was one sentence that he kept in his heart and did not say.

"Some of the moves are completely everyone's example, and it doesn't seem like such a young kid can do it. ”

。。。

No matter what everyone thinks, Wang Yun and Zhou Ming, whose chests are rising and falling violently, after spitting out the exhaust gas that is stuck in their chests, they attack again in the collision of eyes.

It's just that this time the method chosen by the two to kill the enemy is no longer the same.

Wang Yun kicked the ground with his right foot, and his figure rushed towards Zhou Ming again like an arrow from the string. With him were two blades of wind that haunted him and cast faster than him.

On the other hand, Zhou Ming was holding a spirit sword, standing in place, without moving.

The distance between the two was not far away, and under the imminence of Wang Yun, it was even closer in an instant, which was worth a foot away.

When the two were about to approach, Wang Yun, who was as imposing as a tiger, gave up his indomitable attack, stepped diagonally with his left leg, and his figure quickly rushed to the right.

The next moment, the spirit sword burst out of the gap between his left chest and left arm, taking a piece of rag with him.

At the same time, the wind blade touched his body, and collided with Zhou Ming's abdomen, which did not dodge or avoid, making a sharp cutting sound of wind passing over the mountain and cutting the mountain stones.

Under the protection of the vajra body, the wind blade left two deep blood marks on his abdomen, and the blood gushed down here.

On the other side, Wang Yun, who had escaped from the line of life and death, did not have any change in expression, and when he landed, his right leg kicked hard, and the figure immediately turned back and pounced to the left.

The next moment, a sharp sword burst out of the gap between his right chest and right arm, taking a piece of rag with him again.

Wang Yun, who escaped from the line of life and death again, the sword momentum was contained, and the edge of Shiyun pierced Zhou Ming's eyes, and after this wave of uncertain prophets turned back and advanced, Wang Yun had already come to Zhou Ming.

However, the latter stared at Wang Yun without any intention of flinching, and the spirit sword appeared in his hand again, taking the lead in swinging a moonlight at Wang Yun.

Crescent, proximity.

At such a distance, it was impossible for Wang Yun to rise into the air, and the sword of the crescent moon grazed the surface of his feet and flew backwards.

Wang Yun, who came to the top of Zhou Ming, held the sword in both hands, showing a groundbreaking momentum, and cut off the former's head with a bang.

"Die!"

When Shiyun collided with Zhou Ming's limbs, the power of his Xuanpin Lingwu was fully revealed, and at this moment, Zhou Ming's skin, flesh, and even bones were like rice paper in the hands of a strong man, and they were split into two with a slight tear.

Syllable.

Zhou Ming's broken left arm fell to the ground, bloody and glaring.

However, it seemed that the broken arm that fell to the ground had nothing to do with him, and the blood that came out of the broken arm did not make him sober up.

A sword light reached Wang Yun first.

Another crescent moon!

"Yama. ”

Wang Yun, who had just landed and had no chance to dodge, spit out these two words very calmly.

A streamer flashed, and Wang Yun's figure appeared in the distance. On the other side, the crescent moon streaked past where he had just been, leaving a beautiful arc in its wake.

He looked at Zhou Ming, his face was as calm as water, his back was covered with sweat, and he shouted crazy in his heart.

"Whew, whew, almost, almost! Bet right! Thank you Meng Xingsoul! Thank you for the dagger move! Thank you to the Infinite Sword Master!"

Zhou Ming stood in place, looking straight at Wang Yun. Since the two separated in a fierce battle, he has not moved his position from beginning to end.

His lips opened and closed, and he silently said two words: "Youkai." ”

The next moment, he fell to the ground, breathless.

This battle is over.

Above the Five Elements Ring, a group of spectators blinked, and then rubbed their eyes unbelievingly, looking at Wang Yun, who was safe and sound, still standing in the field of vision, and in an instant, a tsunami-like sound resounded on the top of Gongshang Peak.

"Oh my God, it's terrifying, this is a battle between two spirit disciples?"

"Unexpectedly, when the two separated and fought again, it was already a decisive battle. This last scene is so exciting!"

"yes, it's hard to imagine that the two of them will end up fighting to such an extent. In order to kill Wang Yun, Zhou Ming simply burned the spirit tower like crazy, King Kong body, breaking the sky, breaking the sky, crescent moon, crescent moon, it is difficult for the four-grade spirit master to release the spirit trick like this, the secret of the offensive, even I, a four-grade spirit master, have some palpitations. ”

"What's even more terrifying is how did Wang Yun survive? Under this attack, it is impossible for the spirit disciples to survive. The strength he burst out in this battle is not at all like a second-grade spirit disciple, and he has also taken medicine?

"It's useless to eat more than Burning Tadan, the effect is the same. The point is, how did he dodge those attacks? He had the ability to be a prophet of the unknown?"

"Yes, and the last streamer, what's going on? If the first few dodges were all flukes, the last crescent moon that is completely impossible to dodge, how could he dodge it so quickly like a streamer?"

Many students, many juniors of the family, or lone wanderers with average relative strength, were a little pale and confused at the last battle, which was described as wonderful. All kinds of problems, like snowflakes, shrouded the top of Gongshang Peak.

The same is true among the mountains of Lunaris Mountain.

"White fat man, tell us about the last situation. ”

Yuan Yinqing's hanging heart finally landed, she exhaled, patted her chest, and had a look of admiration on her face.

She glanced at Huang Zhongling not far away, and saw that the small fist that the latter was holding had been quietly released, so she looked at the white fat man and asked the puzzled questions in the hearts of the students around her.

The white fat man's usual smiling expression was gone, and he had a terrifying expression on his face, touched his big belly, and took in the expressions of the students around him with confusion.

"Well, since you all want to know, I'll give you a rough introduction. First of all, Wang Yun is certainly not an unpredictable prophet, and he is not a spiritual reciter. Therefore, his final response, I think it was a gamble, I guess he calculated the opponent's offensive, and the zigzag advance in that scene was just luck. As for how Zhou Ming died, of course, it was caused by Burning Tadan frantically burning the Spirit Tower. ”

After he said this, he paced towards Yuan Zhu and the others.

"Oh. ”

Everyone nodded, smacked it, and then came back to their senses. I didn't say anything about this explanation!

"Hey, don't go, what about the others? What's going on with that streamer?"

"I don't know. ”

The white fat man said in his heart: "I won't let you inquire about this." ”

Then, in the midst of everyone's condemnation, the white fat man walked to Yuan Zhu and the others, and happened to hear Yuan Zhu's classic response, "Everyone has secrets." ”

He clapped his hands, as if he had discovered the truth of life, "Yes, everyone has secrets!"

It's just that when he walked back into the crowd, he didn't have a chance to say this.

After all, except for the two questions of how Wang Yun dodged the breaking of the sky and the final streamer, everyone could still understand other aspects, and it did not prevent them from expressing their admiration for this wonderful battle.

Now that the battle is over, it is better to put these two issues aside for the time being and continue their gamble.

I don't know who started it, but when the white fat man walked back slowly, the shout of "Wang Yun is mighty" was already like a wave of sound, resounding through the Moon Shadow Mountain.

"Wang Yun is mighty!"

"I know. ”

Wang Yun took a deep breath, not only calming the almost restless Spirit Pagoda in this fierce battle, but also exhaling Qian Yuze's depressed breath that had been turned into blood and water.

He slammed a sentence in his heart.

"Come on, let's take a look at the blood water for the master!"