readx;?“ Du Dafeng, come to fight!"

Merlin's voice echoed through the valley floor, as if it shook the entire space. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The onlookers in the audience were all excited, and the blood in their bodies was boiling.

This outer disciple with a mask who is only an eighth-level martial artist, after just killing a seventh-level martial artist, regardless of the consumption of soul energy, directly challenged Du Dafeng, who has the strength of a ninth-level martial artist, ranked ninth in the outer gate, and has defeated two ninth-level martial artists in a row with one against two.

"He's dying!"

There are also people who disagree and ridicule shamelessly.

Ma Hou, the outer disciple who wanted to force Su Lin to accompany him to bed, and then attracted Du Dafeng to come, laughed suspiciously, and when his eyes fell on Su Lin, he was suddenly full of lewdness. As long as the kid on the stage is dead, with Du Dafeng's support, Su Lin will become his plaything, thinking of this, he couldn't help fanning the flames towards Du Dafeng and said: "Boss, go up, kill him!"

Even if he doesn't come to power, Du Dafeng won't let him go, such a desperate approach, even if he dies, he will die a little backbone. ”

Not everyone thinks Merlin is courageous, and some people are speculating about Merlin's mind.

Du Dafeng is ruthless, he will be revenged, Mo Lin killed people in front of him, did not give him face, with Du Dafeng's character, he would never let him go, but it was better to go out and fight, even if he died, it was better than being abolished and cultivated, life was much better than death.

Du Dafeng was afraid that Mo Lin would not dare to go on stage, he was not a fool, from Mo Lin's flexible body style just now, he could feel that this guy was not easy to deal with, if he wanted to escape, he might not be able to catch up, he didn't think that he didn't run, how could he let go of this opportunity?

"Since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you!"

Du Dafeng hated Mo Lin to the core, and from his murderous knife without blinking, he concluded that Ma Hou did not lie to himself, and it must have been him who killed Du Zhuang. Kunshan and Su Lin didn't have the courage to do so at first glance.

With a slight leap of his body, Du Dafeng jumped onto the three-meter-high Desperate Platform, and the long sword in his hand danced a sword flower, and a huge blue sword shadow appeared in the sky above his head, and the air was instantly filled with a sharp aura.

"It's Du Dafeng's sword martial spirit, what a terrifying aura, it seems that he wants to fight quickly and end the battle in a domineering way. ”

Martial arts battles, martial souls are often used at the end as the ultimate killing move, and Du Dafeng released the martial soul when he made a move, obviously he was furious to the extreme.

"In order to convince your dead heart, I will let you be stabbed three times!"

Du Dafeng didn't rush to make a move, he looked at Merlin with the eyes of a dead man, and at this time, he hadn't forgotten to take the opportunity to improve his reputation in the door.

An evil sneer flashed on Mo Lin's face, how could he not see Du Dafeng's thoughts, he did not hesitate at all, the phantom trace was slightly activated, leaving an afterimage behind him, and the fine iron knife in his hand with a low thunderous sound instantly arrived in front of Du Dafeng's eyes.

"What a speed, what a knife!"

There was a low exclamation from the audience, the thunder was still standing in front of Mo Lin, but the sword light had already reached Du Dafeng's body, like a lightning bolt in the void.

Du Dafeng's pupils contracted slightly, and his face instantly became a little more solemn, sure enough, this guy's speed is much faster than that of ordinary eighth-level powerhouses, and he should have practiced body combat skills.

But it's only a little faster than the eighth-level powerhouse, and if you want to beat yourself, it's still too far behind!

The blood-red sword light came from the bottom up, as if the river of blood was reversed, and the heavenly river was flowing backwards, meeting Merlin's fine iron sword.

Clang!!!

The crisp sound of gold and iron colliding suddenly sounded, Du Dafeng did not move, and Mo Lin was shocked and took three steps back before he stood firm.

With this knife, Merlin was at a disadvantage.

"One sword!"

Feeling the power from his arm, Du Dafeng's heart suddenly relaxed, the strength of the ninth-level martial artist was five hundred catties stronger than that of the eighth-level martial artist, and Mo Lin used martial arts to break through his defense, and the result of the battle was already doomed.

Most of the faces of the audience showed disappointment, although the vast majority of people felt that Merlin would not be Du Dafeng's opponent, but they still hoped that a miracle would happen, and the three knives would not fight back, this was a great opportunity, if this could not break through the opponent's defense, and when the three knives passed, Merlin would undoubtedly lose. You know, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the most powerful thing is attack, not defense!

However, there are also people who disagree.

On the cliff, the middle-aged woman saw that Merlin was shaken back, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said in a voice that only she could hear: "An eighth-level martial artist, he only took three steps back without using the power of his martial soul, this son has a good talent. ”

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Mo Lin's face was as calm as ever, and he already had a preliminary judgment on Du Dafeng's strength in his heart.

In most people's eyes, Du Dafeng let himself take advantage of the three knives, but he didn't think so.

There's a saying that the best defense is offense, but most of the time, it's just for the underdog.

Because only offense has the slightest chance of winning, and if you keep defending, you can only wait for death.

But for the strong, defense is the best means to preserve strength and wear down the opponent.

Du Dafeng is a ninth-level martial artist, and his strength is already superior to himself, he said that he would make three swords, but in his heart he actually just wanted to take the opportunity to test his strength, and then take the opportunity to counterattack, and kill with one blow.

This kind of simple combat technique is too pediatric for Merlin, who was a special soldier in his previous life.

But can you really stop me three times?

Mo Lin's figure had just stood firm, and the fine iron knife in his hand was handed out again, this time, the thunder light wrapped around the surface of the fine iron knife was even more intense, as if the entire knife had turned into a thick thunder pillar, rolling thunder sounded from all directions, and the concussive air suddenly made a crisp air explosion sound, like countless small purple flowers blooming and blooming.

"Thunder in all directions!"

Du Dafeng's face changed suddenly, feeling the power of this knife, he knew that he could not easily resist it, and before he had time to think about it, the long sword in his hand was instantly covered with a layer of blood mist, and the sword martial soul above his head was like a fallen sword tower and the long sword was integrated, and the raging blood-red sword light danced out of the sword net in the air, meeting Mo Lin's iron sword.

Rumble!

There was a roar, like a landslide and the ground cracked.

Merlin's attack landed on the sword net, tearing a half-meter-long hole in it, but his sword was flicked high into the air.

With this knife, Merlin broke through Du Dafeng's defense, but the steel knife in his hand was bounced away.

Everyone who saw this scene went into respiratory arrest, their eyes moved into the air with the flying iron knife, and the same thought came to their hearts almost at the same time.

This guy is finished, and the knives are all blown away!

The sword net was broken, but Du Dafeng was ecstatic in his heart, he had already felt that Mo Lin's knife was out of his hands, since his knife had been taken off, it was an excellent time for him to fight back, at this time, how could he still take care of the appointment of three knives, he couldn't wait to kill Mo Lin and then quickly!

"Die!"

Du Dafeng's face was hideous, and the long sword in his hand slashed out, bringing a blood-red light shadow to stab at Merlin's chest.