Chapter 42: The Battle Will Be Won

Wu Taiqing held a single knife in his hand and said arrogantly: "Won't you go down yourself?" ”

Lan Yunyun didn't care what he said, he jumped up with both legs, and after getting close, he couldn't touch it hard because he didn't have a weapon, and he never had the upper hand, and the big knife flew into the sand, and it slashed like a bamboo, and with a bang, the aura was circulating in both fists, and a hard punch didn't drop half a point of the knife.

"In the form of gasification? There are two more hits. Then Wu Taiqing opened a certain distance, raised the big knife to release all the coercion, moved against the wind, and looked at the person in front of him.

"I'll naturally have two hits, but if you can't, you'll get out." Lan Yunyun naturally refused to let the wind fall on her mouth, she shouted, her aura worked, her body leaned down slightly, and then she popped herself out like thunder and rushed straight away.

It's too late to dodge, stand sideways, this is a collision of strength, the two sides increase their efforts, and they can't be separated for a while, this step, who retreats and who loses.

The strength continued to increase, the temperature in the field rose again, Wu Taiqing's face couldn't stop sweating, and he looked ahead with difficulty, "Is it a good job?" "I remembered that I had seen it in an ancient book, "Pull out the mountains and cover the world." "It feels like he's fighting it at the moment.

Finally lost and was knocked off the field.

Lan Yunyun was a little out of strength, she was also narrowly defeated, and she couldn't hold on for a while, the clothes on her arm were torn, and the knife slashed at some point, blood flowed out, and slipped down her arm and fell to the ground.

"Rubbish!" Elder Hong slapped Wu Taiqing, who had just been defeated, to the ground with another palm, and his injuries were even more serious, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted on the spot.

This scene makes people want to be happy, and they came to provoke their own house but fought inwardly.

Li Rumeng didn't say a word, flew on the field, stabbed into the sky with a sword, boom! It actually attracted thunder!

"Thunder Trick?" , Lan Yunyun took advantage of the gap to raid up, she had seen the thunder trick, and she could not change her position at will before the thunder fell, and she was responsible for the fact that the thunder would dissipate and even split to other directions, so she quickly approached and swung her fist down, but she was seriously injured due to the loss of force, and her speed was much slower.

Blocked by a sword, ding! There was a sound of metal clashing!

Lan Yunyun flipped to the rear and pulled away to find an opportunity again, but was directly hit by the thunder and was knocked off the stage!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and everyone hurried over to help them up, Xia Shiyan wanted to do it, but was stopped by Lu Li, "This time we resolutely can't interfere, go to find Chen Luo!" Go on! Seeing that she was still not giving up, she shouted.

"Is this your best disciple? It's just vulnerable. The sword was in the sheath, Li Rumeng said arrogantly, not even lowering his head, ignoring them, the disciples under him were itching their teeth, and countless people wanted to go up.

She remained motionless, as if waiting for what she saw to be the weakest to come up and die.

Finally, a person, wearing a robe, holding a long sword and a dagger in his belt, stepped up to the stage step by step, the long sword pointed directly at Li Rumeng, standing arrogantly, exuding a fierce aura all over his body.

It was Zhou Nuo, when the duel began, Chen Luo found him as soon as possible, and in the end he chose to come, but when he saw the scene of Lan Yunyun being injured, he made up his mind.

The two of them didn't have any language communication, they both rushed straight to each other with long swords in their hands, Zhou Nuo jumped up, stabbed with a long sword in his hand, and was picked up by Li Rumeng's backhand, and quickly slashed but was turned around and blocked, the sound of weapons colliding, and the slightest sound of electricity.

The heavenly thunder fell towards Zhou Nuo, only to see Zhou Nuo's hand wave, the heavenly thunder that had not yet reached his side dissipated directly, and the worry-free sword slashed with the momentum of the wind, Li Rumeng had no choice but to have a horizontal sword in front of him, was repelled seven steps, and stopped at the edge.

"It's so strong." Shocked in her heart, looking at Zhou Nuo, who was not shocked, she couldn't help but retreat a little, but she had inexplicable confidence in her own strength, and readjusted, "Don't chase after victory?" Are you looking down on me! ”

Zhou Nuo stood with his sword in his hand, a pair of ink eyes like night, and glanced at her, "Yes." ”

Just one word, swear his toughness, and the spirit of Xingliu Peak, since you want to fight then as you wish.

But it completely angered Li Rumeng, with a roar, the long sword moved the wind, danced against the wind, rushed forward, did not defend, only attacked, so that he could not avoid it, success or failure was in this sword.

The current is attached to the sword, and the purple lightning thunders! The momentum is like a bamboo, and everyone around is worried and looking forward to this blow.

And Zhou Nuo, looking at the person flying like an immortal in front of him, is he here to take his life? His eyes were closed, not looking at this mortal dust, the sword in his hand, the sword moved as he wished, and his heart was free and measured.

Li Rumeng's sword gradually approached, there was no sound around, and even his breathing stopped, but at the last moment, the sword stopped, the two swords collided and made a sonorous and powerful sound, but the thunder gradually decayed.

Zhou Nuo, who blocked this sword, opened his eyes, a fierce aura burst out, the worry-free sword quickly shook off, and the offensive also changed, more aggressive, more forceful.

Li Rumeng hurriedly blocked, a little hurried for a while, and his heart was even more panicked, Elder Hong said: "Take three steps back, attack on the right!" I didn't have time to think about it, so I had to do it, took three steps back, and swung a sword to the right, but it really broke the attack.

"Since you're like this, I'm not welcome!" Zhou Nuo stepped back, and then jumped up, like thunder, unparalleled posture, swinging the sword to the sky, pointing directly at the heart, unable to block, unable to dodge, this sword, peerless.

Everyone's high hearts were put down, and at the same time, they all marveled at the last sword, "I see, this week Nuo has a lot of sword immortal qualifications, I don't know how those great sword immortals should feel in the future." ”

"Yes, this sword is definitely a god."

And Li Rumeng lost completely, Zhou Nuo stepped down with a sword, leaving a little back, the figure in her dream gradually coincided with the figure in front of her but separated instantly, only feeling very familiar, as if she had seen it before.