readx;? Boom Boom!

The fire dragon circled and flew out and bit the three blood-colored flying swords again, and then still kept churning up and down with its teeth and claws, as if it was not a good kill, and it was great to rush out and tear the other party apart before it could stop. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And Jiang Dalong didn't mean to rush to counterattack and attack, just stood in place and squinted at Meng Ping, he didn't expect that this Meng Ping started with a fierce move of opening and closing, and then he was able to retreat skillfully in time while being able to attack and defend at the same time, making such a subtle offensive and defensive conversion in just two rounds, this kind of combat talent is not high.

As the so-called opponent is easy to find, good opponent is difficult to find, the belligerent Jiang Dalong was immediately stimulated with a fanatical desire to fight, and suddenly the whole body burst into flames, and the whole became a fire man, and the flames on his body kept piercing out the thick tongue more than three feet long and swaying around in the wind, burning the air and hissing sound, the fire dragon that was originally flying and dancing instantly shrank and wrapped around Jiang Dalong's right arm, and the dragon head was attached to his hand as if he opened his mouth to bite the long knife, and then looked at the fire dragon's mouth 'exhale' The mouth of the spitting out of the raging flames erupted outward along the long knife, and finally gradually condensed into a long knife of flames, at this time, Jiang Dalong was like the god of fire descending, vowing to burn the common people.

Meng Ping, who wanted to rush forward again to fight for the second time, was stopped by this sudden change, remembering that although there was no damage to the impact of a tongue of fire just now, he felt that this flame was different from ordinary fire, and there was an indescribable danger, and the current fire was twice as strong as just now, so he couldn't fight hard, so he decided to test it with a long-range attack first, and then take a countermeasure.

Looking at the blood sword in Meng Ping's hand in front of him, five blood-colored sword rays appeared one by one, and the tips of the swords were aimed at Jiang Dalong, and then with a 'whoosh', five blood-colored flying swords shot out horizontally.

Jiang Dalong had long seen that this move was to test his own reality with a long-range attack, and secretly said that Meng Ping was really experienced and cautious in battle, and did not attack rashly when he couldn't figure out the situation. But he could make his opponent get his wish, his body rushed forward with a burst of firelight, raised his hand and swung his knife forward to roll up layers of flame ripples, and swept through the thousands of troops with a single sword that smashed the five blood-colored swords that flew in, and then slashed at the top with a long flame sword.

Meng Ping had already made full preparations when Jiang Dalong had just started, his body was like electricity, constantly changing to the side, flashing and moving, trying to pull the distance away, and every time he paused, he threw out three blood-colored swords in his hand at the same time, and in an instant, Meng Ping jumped four times in a row, and twelve blood-colored swords surrounded Jiang Dalong in different directions and angles, and stabbed towards all parts of his body almost at the same time.

Jiang Dalong really didn't expect that Meng Ping's rough big man's body would be so agile, and his moves were extremely agile, and he turned out the long knife with his backhand with all his might, and his body rotated in a circle, and the person borrowed the fire to borrow manpower, and instantly formed a small flame whirlwind within a radius of two meters from himself, just blocking the impact of the twelve blood-colored swords, and with a 'boom', the twelve blood-colored flying swords were strangled into a little red light and dissipated, and the flame whirlwind also disappeared, and at the same time, the long flame sword slashed out in the air again.

Meng Ping originally wanted to use the guerrilla to consume, and the blood-colored flying sword in his hand had just condensed, but he didn't expect this sword to come so quickly like a swift wind, just sealing the direction where he was going to dodge next time, and it was too late to retreat in the opposite direction. Although there was no way out, Meng Ping did not show impatience and panic, fighting consumption was only one of his tactics, at this moment, he saw his sword in front of his chest with both hands, the blood-red sword body trembled slightly, and a blood-colored sword light was separated from it, and then one changed to two, two to four... It wasn't until the sixteen swords stopped, but this time Meng Ping led the sword and didn't send it, only to see the sixteen swords next to the big sword in his hand arranged in an orderly manner on one side into a fan, and slashed up against the flame long knife, and the sixteen swords on one side also slashed together.

Sonorous!

Seventeen sounds in a row, the long knife was chopped and trembled, the flames on the knife were chopped messily and scattered, and then seventeen huge forces came from the blade one after another, Jiang Dalong's hand holding the knife couldn't help but be shocked and numb, fortunately, the fire dragon pierced out of his arm and wrapped around the long knife to stabilize, otherwise he almost couldn't hold it and came out, which made Jiang Dalong surprised, he didn't want Meng Ping to actually create such a wonderful trick by himself, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart.

And Meng Ping saw that he had the upper hand with one blow, of course he would not let go of the good opportunity to attack, and swept up again with a sword fan, and seventeen blood rays of light slashed diagonally from the left side, like seventeen red rays flying down.

When he was a little stunned, Jiang Dalong didn't expect the attack to come so quickly, and the seventeen huge forces between the hastily horizontal knife parrying were still pressed, which disrupted the rhythm of his counterattack for a while, and the tiger mouth in his right hand felt a heat that had been cracked and bleeding out, if there were two more long knives in his hand, it would definitely fall off with shock, and he would already lose if he didn't have to compare at that time.

The second attack had just ended, Meng Ping's third attack came again, and Jiang Dalong of course would not give people a third chance to pick up the bargain, in an instant, the fire moved at will, and the intensity of the flame quietly rose to the highest, and then the flame on the knife suddenly shrank into a half-zhang length, and then the whole knife came out very quickly, only to see a piece of fire The afterimage knife had already split on the seventeen blood swords.

Meng Ping thought that Jiang Dalong's accounting was limited to this, and this time he was ready to directly shake down his long knife, but who knew that the other party suddenly turned into a strong attack, and it was too late to change his moves, just at the moment when the blood sword hit the long knife, he felt that Jiang Dalong's strength seemed to have doubled, and his hands holding the sword were bounced up by more than half a foot, and he suddenly shouted in his heart, and hurriedly mobilized sixteen swords to turn into sword fans and change the attack to guard in front of him.

As soon as the sword fan was formed here, Jiang Dalong's fast knife over there had already been slashed twice, followed by three, four, and five times... The long knife with the blazing flames bombarded the sword fan again and again, and in an instant, there were only countless remnants of the sword around Jiang Dalong, and the sound of 'sonorous' metal impact.

Time passed little by little, with the impenetrable smashing, the sword fan began to be a little distorted and deformed, and Meng Ping could only support the sword with both hands, at this time it was even more difficult for him to fight back, as long as he was negligent, he would be cut by a thousand knives, so he was waiting, and he was also slackening his strength first, because he knew that the consumption of soul power under such an extremely fast attack must be huge, and he only waited for the last moment to turn defeat into victory.

But the world is impermanent, it is always unexpected, although Meng Ping thought very well, but he still slightly underestimated the strong strength of Jiang Dalong's flame, the flame on the knife contracted and solidified again, becoming the same size as the long knife, the speed of the knife was doubled, and instantly split out seven knives into one knife, under the impact of the blazing scorching, the sword fan was overwhelmed and there were broken flaws, and then the damage intensified and passed quickly, and a large area of collapse and cracks appeared throughout the sixteen sword mangs, and then listen' There was a bang' like porcelain shattering, and sixteen swords turned into powder...

Sonor!

Wow!

The big sword fell to the ground when he heard the sound, Meng Ping's hands kept trembling, his palms were full of blood, and he looked at Jiang Dalong in disbelief and asked, "You don't hurt me?"

Jiang Dalong smiled faintly, "You are really powerful, a hundred times stronger than your senior brother Cao Xiande, unlike him who has only cultivated for a few more years and pretended to be strong with the help of cultivation, so I respect you as a talent and will not hurt you." ”

"Thank you, you're stronger, I'm losing!" A simple sentence already expressed Meng Ping's sincere admiration, and he bowed and turned to the side and walked towards the stage.

Jiang Dalong also returned the salute and walked off the soul testing platform.

Bang Bang Bang 。。。。。。

The originally quiet scene instantly erupted in thunderous applause, this competition was indeed very exciting and intense, the two of them not only had superb skills, but also exerted their strength beyond their cultivation level, this applause was given to two people.

And Jiang Dalong was not complacent because of the victory, in fact, his soul power was also close to exhaustion, if Meng Ping held on for a while, it would be him who lost, four days and three battles made him obviously feel the lack of soul power, and he couldn't maintain this extremely strong flame for a long time, it was like guarding a golden mountain but couldn't move it, how embarrassing it was, he couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this, and slowly walked off the soul testing platform.

"Brother Long, why are you sighing after you win?" Wu Xingxing asked puzzled.

"Hey, narrow victory!" Jiang Dalong replied with a wry smile.

"A narrow victory is also a victory, it is stronger than defeat, and the key to winning a strong fight is often the ability to lose so much hair, so don't think about it, let's go back and celebrate." Qin Xiujie said encouragingly.

Jiang Dalong saw that Qin Xiujie would be wrong, thinking that he was entangled in a fluke victory, but he didn't say anything to explain, he still nodded his head in agreement with Qin Xiujie very gratefully, in his heart, this senior brother was like another master, always enlightening, persuading, and defending him at critical moments.

"Okay, let's go back. Jiang Dalong's heart was warm and felt extremely comfortable, and he lifted the shoulders of Qin Xiujie and Wu Xingxing from the left and right.

Qin Xiujie and Wu Xingxing were also infected with emotions, and they also took Jiang Dalong's shoulders, and the three of them laughed loudly after looking at each other, and strode forward side by side.

The crowd of onlookers once again made a way for the three of them, looking at the young and frivolous, passionate three brothers, everyone has envy, jealousy, dissatisfaction, admiration...

The three of them sang all the way back to their residence, and they saw Qin Xiujie mysteriously holding out an altar, and after he opened the jar, a thick aroma of wine permeated the air, Jiang Dalong and Wu Xingxing couldn't help but raise their noses and smell it fiercely, the aroma of wine was refreshing, and they were drunk before drinking, and they all gave a thumbs up and praised the good wine!

Wu Xingxing licked his lips and asked with his eyes shining, "Old Qin, where did you get this superb wine?"

Qin Xiujie raised his eyebrows with a smug expression and said, "Hahaha, this is made by a senior brother who likes fine wine, but it took me a lot of effort to ask for it, just to prepare it for today." ”

"Rub, Lao Qin, you are bad, are you sure to win on the day of the battle, so confident, what are you cultivating? Jiang Dalong asked pretentiously.

Wu Xingxing also pretended to be fierce and shouted: "Yes, bastard, do you dare to be hard-mouthed, dare to hide your strength, and you will be punished for drinking three less glasses in a while." ”

Qin Xiujie watched the two of them sing and harmonize, and also pretended to be like an elephant: "You two little bastards are going to be scared, Lao Tzu is a master of the Soul Refining Six Heavens, you dare to grab wine from Lao Tzu?" ”

"What?, Soul Refining Sixth Heaven!" Jiang Dalong and Martial Star exclaimed in unison, although they had never asked Qin Xiujie's cultivation, they had never thought that it would be so high, just imagine how long Cao Xiande had already started the Soul Refining Fifth Heaven It was considered an excellent talent, and then looking at Qin Xiujie, he didn't know how many years he had been cultivating like this late, I didn't know how shocking it was.

Qin Xiujie saw that the two of them opened their big mouths that could stuff watermelons, and said angrily: "Can you not pretend to be so fake, horse, which of you two is not more talented than me, especially Jiang Dalong, you bastard, how many people know how many people are angry, you demon." ”

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