Ziyan's previous performance was indeed too surprising, so amazing that it made people feel suffocated. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info eldest sister Fu Ziyun exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and the heart that had been hanging finally let go, she was concerned about the next last battle at this time, seeing that Ziyan was still a light and breezy posture, not a little tired, and her heart was a little more steady.

"Fu Wanli, what are you still waiting for? If you don't fight, you won't even have the last chance to fight!" Ziyan stretched out her slender jade and straightened her scattered sideburns, and said in a playful voice towards the area of the City Lord's Mansion.

In fact, the City Lord's Mansion has lost two battles in a row, and there is no room for maneuvering, even if Ziyan does not open his voice, this is a very important final battle, how can Fu Wanli not fight in person.

What's more, all the cards in his hand have been played, and there are no cards to play except for himself. Originally, everything was in his calculations, and the development of the situation was also running smoothly according to his judgment and design, and it was even expected that the opponent's main combat power had been exhausted, and there was no need for him to personally enter the venue, and this ultimate duel was already a 100% victory.

As everyone knows, Ziyan's sudden return and the good combat power he showed also completely disrupted his steps, and he secretly hated and scolded angrily in his heart; "Damn!" The whole person also rose into the air, like a flying fallen leaf, appearing on the high platform without being surprised, indescribably free and easy, elegant.

"You shouldn't have come back at this time, and you shouldn't have been on this platform. Fu Wanli didn't prepare to go to the city before, so wearing a pale yellow robe, he looked very elegant, quiet, and a little bookish, and it was difficult to associate it with the word "warrior".

However, his indifferent eyes burst out with a ball of essence light, projecting it on Ziyan on the opposite side like a substance, as if he wanted to pierce the other party in one fell swoop. If you are a martial artist with a slightly lower cultivation, you will be injured by this invisible divine light in an instant, and the light ones will have their skin exploded, and the heavy ones will be injured and die in the inner mansion.

This is just a tentative visit, if you can't even take a look, then this battle is too boring, three years ago, Ziyan was so weak that he was not qualified to let him shoot, however, the previous battle with Fu Wucun was enough to impress, and he even dared to shout at himself without fear, if he regenerated the heart of contempt, it would be too stupid.

Sure enough, the sharp sight was forced back by a cold cold air in the middle of the way, and he was almost injured by the other party's cold breath, and the elegance of the right talent disappeared in an instant, a faint red light appeared on his face, and his eyes revealed a strong battle intent.

"Now that I have stepped onto this high platform, in my eyes there is no distinction between young and old, and there are only opponents. I will never fail to do it because I pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so don't leave anything to chance!"

"You're right! Even if you stand here, you have to be prepared to be abused, so you won't go on unharmed. Zi Yan said softly, but the words she said were full of a chilling atmosphere, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

"I haven't seen you for three years, although I don't know how high you have grown, but the words you say are indeed crazy and cold enough, especially from your lovely little mouth, it is indeed shocking. It's just that the one who is carried down horizontally will definitely not be me!" Fu Wanli's face was full of confidence, how could he be confused by the other party's words.

The two sides clashed with each other and did not give in to each other, which can be called evenly matched. In fact, they didn't fight each other, and they each made a move, and the battle quietly began.

Both sides fell silent for a moment, not speaking. Gazing at each other, the air rippled with layers of lines of sight. There was a slight explosion, and the space around it suddenly distorted......

Fu Wanli had an extra sword in his empty hand, and slowly, patiently, he pulled out the sword in the scabbard inch by inch, making a palpitating touching sound, and the breath on his body also increased with the point by point, and the breath gradually condensed into an indestructible sword intent with the pull out of the sword body.

Choke!

The long sword finally broke out of its sheath, and a flash of lightning rushed into the sky, and a dazzling arc of light suddenly drew out in the air, as if it flew out from the depths of the sky, and rushed straight towards Ziyan's snow-like neck......

The sword light is especially three feet away, and the strong wind forms a terrible sword pressure under the high-speed rush of the sword, stirring the Ziyan three thousand green silk to fly backwards, as if to be uprooted, showing a beautiful and calm face like water, the fine light flashes in the show, and the moment the slender arm is slightly bent, a sword light like snow suddenly breaks through the sheath and flies, without the slightest smoke and fire, like a flying idle cloud, looking leisurely, but it is as fast as lightning, as if smashing the sun and moon, the brilliance is bright, and the next moment it will crush the opponent's sharp sword.

The two beams of sword light strangely did not collide with each other, the two sides changed their moves almost instantaneously at the same time, each other's sword flashes and flickered, and Fu Wanli's sword blade suddenly spewed out a wisp of cold sword intent, and shot quickly towards Ziyan's eyebrows, only an inch away, pouring through the brain, and the fragrance disappeared into the jade.

Surprisingly, when Fu Wanli achieved success with one blow, he suddenly withdrew his sword and flew back, could it be that he had the idea of pity for the fragrance and jade for a while, and he couldn't bear to destroy the flowers?

Because Ziyan's sword cut a slit in his throat first, blood seeped out, a little deeper, I am afraid that it is a corpse at this moment.

The confrontation of stone fire and lightning is thrilling, and each other is the line of life and death. The two of them returned to square one, and Ziyan's sword was unsheathed at some point, as if it had never been unsheathed. Fu Wanli hid the sword behind him, and touched his neck with his other hand, which was sticky and red.

"Your speed is fast, you can't be a rabbit, right?" Ziyan smiled, her face was full of wind and clouds, there was no tension in life and death, and she was completely innocent of her daughter's family.

"How do you say this?" In Fu Wanli's eyes, he didn't see this cute and well-behaved state, but he saw the shadow of death in this harmless smile of humans and animals, and seemed to have smelled the breath of death, the pores of his body suddenly expanded, and his mind was highly condensed, and the previous full self-confidence was gone, and his eyes were full of an extreme sense of crisis.

"If you move like a rabbit, you can escape faster than the wind. Ziyan joked softly.

"Although I don't underestimate you, I still underestimate your strength. However, I will never give you this kind of opportunity again!" Fu Wanli raised his eyebrows, holding away the negative emotions in his heart, as if he had regained his former self-confidence, and his momentum continued to rise, and the long sword in his hand pointed upward, giving rise to a feeling that every part of his body could attack.

Ziyan was still standing very casually, with an unguarded consciousness in the face of the fierce momentum, every place seemed to be an empty door, and her whole body looked full of flaws, as if any blow could hit it hard.

Fu Wanli's momentum seemed to have risen to the top, and the long sword in his hand was squeezed and trembling by the Xuan Power that was permeated, but it never burst out with an earth-shattering thunderous sword.

Experience has taught him that if a person is full of flaws, he is equal to no flaws. Every flaw can be a pit, a trap that can kill someone.

"What are you waiting for? This momentum has climbed to the extreme, if you don't make a move, you don't need me to make a move, you will inevitably be eaten by your own mystical power, and your skin will be shattered. Ziyan reminded lightly, as if she was suspected of incitement, but she was also telling the truth.

Roar!

Fu Wanli's momentum was steaming, as if he couldn't control the burst of mysterious power in his body, and the long sword in his hand slashed out solemnly obliquely in a slight trembling sound, this sword seemed to be very slow and slow, but in fact, it slashed in front of Ziyan in an instant.

The dazzling sword light suddenly twisted and transformed, refracting the brilliance of the strings, and dozens of sword intent blades suddenly differentiated in a flash, slashing towards multiple parts of Ziyan's body indiscriminately. It gives rise to a feeling of inescapability, and the whole body is shrouded in dozens of sword lights.

Zi Yan seemed to be stunned by this sudden sword, and was still stupidly shrouded in dozens of murderous sword lights, as if waiting to be divided.

"This is the result of underestimating the enemy," Fu Wanli thought so, and a wave of excitement secretly surged in his heart, and he dared to allow himself to calmly perform the stunner technique that he was proud of; Even if the other party's cultivation is above himself, it will be difficult to escape this catastrophe.

At the moment when a smile appeared on his mouth, he suddenly saw the other party's stupid figure move, and a faint touch of sword light bloomed, like a white horse passing through a gap, as if a meteor suddenly crossed the sky.

Ziyan's sword was unsheathed under the shroud of dozens of sharp sword rays, and no one saw how she came out of the sword.

There was a series of sonorous sounds of metal striking in the air, and after the first sound, it quickly fell silent, and the sword light in the sky suddenly disappeared.

Ziyan was still standing dumbfounded, and the sword was still stuck in its sheath, as if it had never been drawn out.

However, the blade of the sword in Fu Wanli's hand was pressed against her throat.

"Okay!" The blonde city lord in the stands couldn't help laughing, smiling very happily, Ziyan's sudden return, and the strong combat power he showed, did make him feel extremely worried, but at this moment, everything was over, he was held to his throat with a sword, life and death were no longer his own, and he couldn't lose anymore.

Nie Shi on the referee's bench frowned slightly, his eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension, the result should not have been like this, but the reality was cruel, and he sighed lightly in disappointment...... In a sigh, the divine light suddenly lit up.

Fu Wanli's posture was elegant and free, the smile on the corner of his mouth was not gone, his arm was extended, and a sword was against the opponent's throat, no one knew why he didn't continue to advance?