The second battle was very exciting. Whether it is the beginning of the fight, or the later tricks of the two, and even the final desperate fight, it is very exciting. Whether it is from the look at the head or the things shown, it is a battle that can go down in history.

After the second battle, the third one was not quickly opened. One is that the time is not early, and the audience needs to take a break after watching two shows in a row, and the other is that the venue has been dilapidated after the indiscriminate bombardment of Li Qing and the others, and it must be recovered quickly.

There was an interval of half an hour. The third battle kicked off. Mystery Man vs. Jian Ming.

Jian Ming's identity was not a secret from the beginning. At the World Heroes Conference held in Wanjian Villa, if you want to say that the people who come don't know who the master and young master of Wanjian Villa are, they are lying. With the name of the young master of Wanjian Villa, Jian Ming played steadily along the way and soon advanced to the quarterfinals.

Although the battle was decent and did not generate as much controversy as thunder, there were still bright spots. With one hand, "Guangguangzhang" made Jian Ming gain the name of the Prince of Sword. And because he specializes in swordsmanship, he is also known as the master of merit in the World Heroes Conference.

Lishan is even more than the existence of the Terran Warrior Refiner. There are few rivals in heaven and earth who practice kung fu horizontally. Although it is a demon clan, Lishan has not many fans among the human warriors. Because Rishan's fighting style is very close to the fighting style of the warriors. The same blood, tyranny!

The two are a spear and a shield, a sharp and thick, Lishan's super strong body, Jian Ming's super strong swordsmanship, and those toes must be extremely exciting.

Lishan is still wearing a tiger skin skirt, and his naked~ naked upper body has the unique pattern of their tiger clan. Pitch black, silver hook and iron cut. The body that is more than three feet tall and is made of stainless steel tells the direction of the physical body that the Terran warriors should go to practice.

Compared to the strong and burly Lishan, Jian Ming is like a small shrimp. The body is slightly thin and thin, and there is only a long sword in his hand, although they all know that Jian Ming's kung fu is on the sword and not the body, but many people still have a sense of unbearability from their hearts. This body is facing Shangli Mountain, and it always gives people a feeling of lack of confidence.

Jian Ming walked on the stage, and without saying a word, he directly drew his sword. Although he doesn't know the strength of Lishan, he also understands that he is not the object of his own bigness, and honestly drawing his sword and waiting for him is the best way.

As a member of the demon clan and a great demon in the Demon King Realm, Lishan is naturally proud in his heart. The Tiger Clan from Lishan is a big clan in the demon clan, and it is one of the several guardian clans of the demon clan, with a profound background, and he is one of the outstanding representatives of the Tiger clan.

But contempt is not the same as arrogance. As a demon beast, Lishan was able to participate in the conference and get to this point, not like a rat crossing the street like thunder, which in itself represents that Lishan's research on the human race is very deep. Thundering is a fool, not to mention his strength, he can't do it, and sooner or later he will be killed and eaten by the Terrans!

Lishan despised the human race in his heart, but he looked down on Warcraft even more. The kind of thing that has no brains and only lives on muscles should have been exterminated a long time ago. If it weren't for the powerful withering of the demon beasts, how could he stand in front of tens of thousands of people like a monkey show and rely on his own cultivation to make people smile?

Lishan crossed his hands and paused slightly: "Demon clan, Tiger King Lishan, please advise." ”

Jian Ming put his sword horizontally and said indifferently: "Ten Thousand Swords Villa, Jian Ming, please advise." With that, Jian Ming swung out with a sword.

Scold......

The sword aura was clear, and it came out in response. Legend has it that the sword qi that non-sword cultivation geniuses have not been allowed to enter for decades is easily swayed out under Jian Ming's hands. Although indifferent, Jian Ming's sword qi is enough to show the importance he attaches to this battle.

Lishan's crossed hands were not separated, and with a loud roar, the blood light on his body flashed, and the already thick arms swelled three times again at this moment!

Bang.

Lishan did not move at all. The sword qi, which is known as sharp and boundless, and everything is invincible, folded in front of Lishan's crossed arms.

Although Jian Ming had expected that his attack would not have any effect, he really found that the result was like this, and when Lishan didn't move at all, his mentality was still slightly unbalanced.

Then, Jian Ming's arm was raised, and the sword was drawn.

The sword drawing style does not refer to the process of drawing the sword, it is a sword move. Some swordsmen only practice the sword drawing style in their lives, and their cultivation is not high, but their combat power can completely dominate a secret realm! Similarly, not only the sword drawing style, but also the sword lifting style, the slashing style, and so on, these sword moves sound like only one or two moves, but the more you practice, the more you realize that these sword moves are extraordinary and terrifying.

At this time, the sword drawing style in Jian Ming's hand, although it had not reached such a height, was enough to give Lishan some trouble.

Lishan hated slightly. The most hated is this kind of sword cultivation.,Once you start attacking, you can't stop.,You can only keep resisting and resisting.,What's even more infuriating is that their attacks won't become weak because of the passage of time.,On the contrary, it will continue to enhance due to the superposition.,Know that in the end you can't hold on.,You're killed by him!

Lishan knew that if he let Jian Ming open the head of the attack, he would be killed by him even if he had thick skin and strong bones, so he had to interrupt him!

Lishan roared.

"Tiger King Roaring Gathering!"

The Tiger King's Roar is a powerful sonic skill comparable to the Lion's Roar. For the warriors, this is a combat skill, this is the highest technique of the sonic class, and for the tiger clan, this is just their natural instinct. The clouds from the dragon and the wind from the tiger, the tiger king roared together, and the world was shocked! Since childhood, he has let out a childish howl, and when he and they gradually grow up, the voice becomes deeper and deeper, and the energy contained in it becomes more and more powerful.

Lishan is the Tiger King, the Tiger Clan who are in their prime of life, and their Tiger King Xiaoju is the most powerful.

This roar interrupted Jian Ming's sword drawing style, and then Jian Ming quickly picked it up. But such a meal was interrupted by the layers of continuous combos that Jian Ming had finally accumulated.

Lishan took advantage of this time to attack quickly, and his tall body was dexterous like a monkey shuttling through the jungle treetops at this moment. In the next second, it had already appeared behind Jian Ming.

Warriors who describe burly warriors usually use fists the size of vinegar bowls, but here in Lishan, it is a fist the size of a vinegar jar!

Boom!

A punch slammed down, making a thunderous sound. Jian Ming was in pain, and was hit by Lishan's vigorous blow. His physical body is also the physical body of a martial artist who paints artistic conception, of course, he can't bear the strength of Lishan, which is comparable to the truth of words!

Blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his body ran forward, making Jian Ming look so miserable!

Lishan's blow worked, but he was not greedy, but quickly retreated. Sure enough, at the moment after Lishan retreated, a long sword rushed over like a spiritual snake. The light of the long sword is cold, flashing with a compelling light, and at a glance, you can tell that it is either a hole or an eye when you stab your body!

Jian Ming wiped the blood and looked at Lishan, his face was still indifferent. It seems that it is not himself who has just been hurt. Drawing the sword, the horizontal splitting two-in-one, with an abrupt explosion, a sky-breaking sword quickly popped out from the sword in Jian Ming's hand.

The Sky Breaker is not real, it is just an illusion. The phantom is getting bigger and bigger, and the power is increasing until—

"Open the sky!"

"Dig the ground!"

"All things are born!"

One by one, the Heaven-Breaking Sword shouted one after another phantoms, and these phantoms slashed towards Lishan.

Lishan's two small snake-like eyebrows frowned together. This sky-breaking sword was nothing, but the successive attacks sent from above made Lishan feel deeply jealous.

Is this mimicking the process of the creation of the legendary world?

The saint holds a big axe and slashes down, the pure one rises and turns into the sky, and the turbid one sinks into the earth, and there are true spirits that are immortal, giving birth to the lives of living beings one by one.

This move is so bold! This move needs to be prepared even more!

Lishan hissed, and the fangs in his mouth swelled, and soon his lips protruded, until they were three feet long before stopping. Under this roar, Lishan's palms also quickly became larger, and sharp claws at the level of medium-grade divine soldiers popped out from the tiger's palms. The tail behind him is even longer than ten zhang long, swaying from side to side, waving layers of dust, bringing gusts of wind.

Tiger King - Roar!

Lishan pounced, his body dodged the open sky, flashed over the ground, but was in the life of all things.

Rishan found that his body was shrinking, his body was becoming weaker, and everything was back to the way he was when he was born.

Looking at his immature self, Lishan suddenly laughed in his heart. How many people want to start all over again, but why do they regret it deeply when they face it?

No, no, why did you not have the imaginary sword and axe when you became the youngest and weakest when you were a child?

Problematic!

Rishan looked around vigilantly. A deep suspicion flashed in his eyes. Sniffing left and smelling right, the tiger's paw not only slapped the ground.

Roar.

Lishan roared tentatively. completely returned to the roar of his childhood, immature and fragile, everything was so familiar.

Lishan suddenly woke up. If you really go back to your childhood, then the first thing you should face is Daddy's fist, now everything here is like heaven, there is no Daddy's fist and no brother who grabs food, how is it possible!

Lishan's body swelled rapidly, and it only took a tenth of a breath for him to return to his original state. Looking at Jian Ming, who was pale but standing arrogantly in front of him, the contempt in Lishan's heart was swept away.

This is a real practitioner, maybe our race is different, maybe there are still such and such grievances and hatred between us, but at this moment, it does not prevent me from respecting him. It's not about respecting the man, it's about respecting his spirit, respecting the Tao.

Lishan spoke: "It's over, you can step back." ”

Jian Ming shook his head, "No one will choose to surrender in this battle. Let's fight. ”

Lishan grimaced, nodded, and then roared. There is no lethality, only persecution. Jian Ming flew out of the arena. He fell to the ground and was unconscious.

Fang Cai Jianming was just holding on, and Lishan could see it, so he didn't kill him.

In the third game, the demon beast Lishan, win!