readx;? At this time, Wang Cong was miserable, he had the heart to stay away from the opponent's fists and take offensive methods, but the speed was not as fast as the other party, and he was blindly entangled by the other party, so he could only deal with it passively. Pen&Fun&Pavilion www.biquge.info[This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.] After a few times, the aura in the body was almost exhausted.

For the cultivation of such a strong physical body, it is absolutely impossible to let them get close, once you get close, you can only fall into the strong level of fighting the physical body, and it is very difficult to get out. This is the case with Wang Cong at this moment.

Seeing that if you don't take a way to crack it, you will eventually be dragged to death by the other party if you continue like this, Wang Cong gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind, his body retreated rapidly, holding the knife in his right hand, withdrawing his left hand, slamming his chest, opening his mouth, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, submerged into the long knife.

After the long knife absorbed Wang Cong's essence blood, the aura flickered, the breath soared, a streamer flashed on the body surface, and a roar like a tiger sounded, Wang Cong shook the long knife and disappeared, and a tiger with two wings appeared in the air, the size of two elephants.

As soon as the mouth of the tiger with wings on its back opened, a fierce wind gushed out and blew towards the fat elder. Immediately after that, the tiger kicked on its hind legs, and the body stood up, and slapped the fat elder who was close at this time with his forepalm.

The smile on the fat elder's face narrowed slightly, showing a solemn look, but he was not nervous, his body turned, and his fists met the tiger's palms at a faster speed.

The sound of "pop pop" sounded more than ten times, followed by the sound of "whoosh" of grief and screaming, and then saw that after the fierce tiger's mournful roar, his body was dim for a while, and finally turned into a long knife and fell straight down.

The tiger turned into this long knife was actually under the fat elder's fists, and it couldn't resist it. Wang Cong's face was pale, his right hand sucked, grabbed the long knife, and was about to make another move, but the fat elder spun his body again, like a gust of wind, and instantly came to Wang Cong's body, and with a wave of his fists, he hit Wang Cong's chest.

Wang Cong's long knife aura has been lost, and it can no longer be used in a short period of time, so in desperation, he can only grab it with his left hand in a hurry, take it out and use another intermediate magic weapon to resist.

The roar continued to sound, and then there was a clattering and breaking sound, and then Wang Cong was seen to retreat quickly like a gust of wind, but instead of taking the initiative to retreat, he was knocked away, and his body leaned back, until it flew more than ten zhang away before falling to the ground.

In an uproar, many people in the three sects were shocked, they didn't expect Wang Cong to lose so quickly, and the opponent was barehanded, which also made many people speculate about the strength of the fat elder.

After Wang Cong fell to the ground, a stream of blood spurted out with a wow, and then his body stopped moving.

The fat elder kicked his legs, and when he was about to step forward again, the iron master's face sank, and he said, "Stop, my sect will admit defeat in this one." ”

The fat elder smiled slightly, retracted his body, turned around and returned to the position of the Mingliu Sect.

At the end of the four games, the situation at this time is one win, one draw and two losses for Qingyuanzong, only the last one is left, the situation can be said to be extremely grim for Qingyuanzong, because even if the last game wins, it is just a draw, this is not the result that Qingyuanzong wants, and it is not something they can accept.

As the number one sect in Nanling County for hundreds of years, they would never allow such a situation to occur, they could not accept the rise of the two sects of Tianqing and Mingliu, or they could not accept the decline of their own sect. Could it be true that since the fall of the Ancestor, the Qingyuan Sect has plummeted? The faces of the people in the Yuanyuan Sect were heavy, and they were all secretly thinking.

However, the people of the Mingliu Sect were full of joy, and the two of them won the battle, which would bring supreme glory to their sect.

The people of the Azure Sect had calm faces, and they looked at the direction of the Qingyuan Sect and did not speak. For a moment, there was some silence on the field.

At this time, the Nanling County Lord glanced at the audience lightly, his eyes were full of meaning, and he slowly spoke: "In this fifth game, who will play between the two of you?"

However, none of the people in the three sects on the field paid attention, and Qingyun slowly walked out from the Qingyuan Sect, and said as he walked forward: "This fifth Qingyun has come to learn the powerhouse of the Azure Sect. As he walked forward, his gaze looked in the direction of the Azure Gate and took a deep look at Du Feng.

The dragon elder in the Azure Gate snorted coldly, then flashed out of the ranks, came to the field, looked at Qingyun who was still moving forward, and said coldly: "Qingyun, you are burdened with a heavy responsibility in this field, you can't afford to lose!"

Qingyun smiled slightly, "Most, I naturally can't lose this last game, so I have to grieve Elder Long!"

Elder Long snorted coldly again, "Winning or losing is not something you can say by words!"

Qingyun stood still in front of Elder Long, looking at Elder Long, a trance suddenly flashed in his eyes, a memory quickly floated in his mind, and his voice was a little floating, "We haven't seen each other for thirty years, right?"

Seeing this, Elder Long was also a little sad, "It's been thirty-three years!" Then his tone changed, and he said coldly: "Thirty-three years ago, you and I were both mid-level warriors, and there was no difference between victory and defeat, but now that you and I have advanced to the advanced level, let's continue that big battle and see who is stronger between us!"

It turned out that this Qingyun and Elder Azure Gate Dragon had known each other for a long time, and there was a fight between them, but the result was a dead end. For the vast majority of people in the valley, this news was the first time they had heard of it, and they couldn't help but be stunned, and they couldn't help but feel stunned, wondering what the result would be when the two hands fought again this time? However, the people of the Tianqing Sect and the Mingliu Sect were happy.

Elder Long continued: "But I also want to thank that battle back then, after that, I had some understanding, and after a few years, I broke through to a high-level warrior, thanks to you!

Qingyun smiled slightly, shook his head, and said, "As the number one master of the Azure Gate, Elder Long has guarded the Azure Gate for twenty or thirty years, and has made great contributions to the development and growth of the Azure Gate, which I have heard. However, if you think that you can beat me if you break through a few decades before me, you are a little overconfident, and how can the level of strength be determined by who breaks through first and who breaks through first?"

Elder Long snorted and stopped talking.

Before the two of them made a move, they were already arguing with each other, secretly fighting scheming, and wanted to psychologically cast a shadow on each other and affect their state of mind. However, both of them are old guys who have been cultivating for more than 100 years, and they have a firm heart, how can they be so easily shaken by the opponent's three or two words.

Qingyun put his left hand together, closed it behind him, grabbed it with his right hand, and a high-grade magic weapon appeared in his hand, and he didn't take out the top-level magic weapon Nine Heavens Walking Song Sword given by Du Feng at the beginning.

Amidst the laughter, Qingyun shouted, "Come on, let's continue the unfinished battle of more than thirty years ago!"

Elder Long rubbed his hands, and a long axe appeared in his hand, the handle of this axe was seven feet long, almost a person's height, the whole axe was black, exuding a powerful aura, and it was also a high-level magic weapon.

Elder Long raised his hands, and the axe slashed towards Qingyun with a whistling sound.

Qingyun's long sword was picked up from the bottom up, and the oncoming axe was directed to the side. The swords and axes clashed, snapping and snapping, and then quickly parted.

The two fought this time, but it was just a temptation, and they did not do their best. The figures of the two are also separated by more than ten feet, far away from each other.