Chapter Twenty-Seven: Battle Sword Pavilion! (II)

The seven disciples of the Sword Pavilion on the stage all stepped on the flying swords, flew up with disdain, and surrounded the seven members of the Curse Pavilion Tong Dali. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Tong Dali's seven people couldn't form a battle formation, so they could only look up at the seven members of the Sword Pavilion back to back for the time being.

"Be careful, last night's plan is nullified, everyone abide by it, don't fight, and focus on delaying time!" Tong Dali whispered to the six people behind him.

"Are we going to die?" Luo Hao behind him said softly.

Tong Dali's hand-starting: "Believe in yourself!"

After speaking, Tong Dali took the lead.

The right hand swiped through the void, and the brown rune paper formed.

"All with blasting charms, let's give them a fireworks feast!"

The seven disciples of the Sword Pavilion surrounded Tong Dali with disdain.

The leader couldn't help but laugh and said, "Curse Pavilion, I advise you to admit defeat! The sword has no eyes, and it is not good to hurt you." ”

Rumble!

Before the words fell, the good eagle behind Tong Dali, an ice explosion talisman was thrown directly at the person who spoke!

"Look for death!"

I saw that the person who spoke at the head quickly flew away and cursed as he quickly flew away.

As Liangying's ice burst charm sounded, Tong Dali and the others' blasting charms were also thrown out one after another.

"Good job Liangying!" Luo Hao said with a smile.

Tong Dali took the lead in running away from the team and shouted: "Disperse, don't let them get close, up!"

The words fell, and the competition platform became chaotic.

The roar continued, and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion and the seven of Tong Dali launched an unprecedented chase battle!

Qingshu couldn't help laughing in the audience: "These stinky boys, they can figure it out." ”

Zhengyang was silent, and looked at the direction of Lei Yu worriedly.

Swordsmanship is a hand-to-hand combat move, and it can also attack from a distance, but it must be proficient in swordsmanship for more than three stages, and it has just reached the threshold of long-range attack.

The seven members of the Sword Pavilion in front of him, although they are all excellent, they are not so good that they are against the sky.

Therefore, the seven people of the Sword Pavilion who can't attack from afar can only use the flying sword to dodge the explosion charm at the same time, and then attack the seven people of the Curse Pavilion.

"Is it true that we can't beat you?" said the captain of the Sword Pavilion as he dropped his flying sword and said with a smile.

Then he ordered: "The Sword Pavilion belongs, all the swords, let them open their eyes, what is called swordsmanship!"

After speaking, all seven members of the Sword Pavilion dropped their swords, and grabbed their flying swords with their right hands.

One flips, the tip of the sword forward.

Seven people started to move, the same move changed, and the flying sword emitted a sword light that doubled, flying up and down, stabbing at the seven people of the Curse Pavilion respectively.

Seeing that the disciples of the Sword Pavilion played swordsmanship, Tong Dali's seven people all drew their strongest blasting talismans.

"Release!" Tong Dali ordered.

The blasting talisman was thrown towards the seven members of the Sword Pavilion.

Rumble!

There was an explosion, but it wasn't the imaginary explosion.

It was the explosion of the sword light slicing through the blasting talisman.

Tong Dali was a little dumbfounded, and hurriedly ordered: "Don't fight, run!"

The sword light that sliced through the explosive talisman did not stop, but flew over.

"Want to run, look at how you run!" said the captain of the Sword Pavilion disdainfully.

Accelerating suddenly, the sword light of the seven people of the Sword Pavilion doubled, directly blocking the seven Tong Dali who were about to scatter and run.

"Ahh

With a scream, Luo Hao's back was slashed by the sword light, and blood splashed out directly!

"Luo Hao!" Liang Ying shouted.

"Watch out for the sword light!" Shui Yan swooped down and knocked down the good eagle.

The sword light that should have stabbed at Liang Ying stabbed straight into Shui Yan's shoulder.

It's blood splattering again!

Liang Ying's eyes instantly reddened, his body suddenly accelerated, his right hand drew violently, and the rune paper instantly transformed into an ice green light sword, held it in his hand, and couldn't help but say, he directly started a sword fight with the three people in front of him!

Tong Dali also started a sword fight, but his hands were already dripping with blood, and it seemed that he was also scratched by the sword light.

"All, condense the talisman into a sword, fight for me!" Tong Dali shouted.

"What are you kidding, don't you still admit defeat?" The captain of the Sword Pavilion happened to face Tong Dali.

"You want us to throw in the towel, unless we die!" Tong Dali said.

The captain of the Sword Pavilion raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Then don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless, you brought it on yourself!"

After speaking, the eyes of the captain of the Sword Pavilion lit up, and the power of the ice bloodline was injected into the flying sword, and the sword light changed into cold qi in an instant, and stabbed Tong Dali's chest fiercely.

With just one contact, the two of them had lost their combat effectiveness. How sharp this is, perhaps, it should be used in swordsmanship at this time!

Seeing that the captain used the power of the bloodline, the other six people in the Sword Pavilion no longer hid their strength, and the power of the bloodline was full of lightsabers, and in the blink of an eye, the colors were different.

Among them, there are many of the strongest attack powers such as fire and ice!

Yes!

With a sharp whistle, Liang Ying was hit by several swords, and he no longer had the strength to act, so he lay straight on the stage.

Look at the others.

The tortured tiger's clothes were scorched.

Blood flowed from the corners of Jiang Han's mouth.

Weng Zhengchu's hair was spread out, and his legs were covered with blood.

The three of them were ruthlessly trampled under the feet of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion!

Tong Dali's chest was covered with white frost, mixed with bloodstains. His movements were a little sluggish, but he still resisted the attack of the captain of the Sword Pavilion.

"Still not admitting defeat?" said the Sword Pavilion Captain in a cold voice.

"Unless I die!" Tong Dali said fiercely.

As if enraged, the captain of the Sword Pavilion suddenly raised his sword and slashed at Tong Dali's head like a big knife.

"Don't kill him!"

A Sword Pavilion disciple suddenly blocked, and then kicked Tong Dali fiercely!

"What are you stopping me for?" the Sword Pavilion captain retracted his sword light and said indignantly.

The disciple who blocked the sword said in a deep voice, "Do you want to be expelled from the sect?"

The captain of the Sword Pavilion glanced at him coldly, did not speak, and turned around and walked towards Tong Dali, who was lying on the ground.

Lifting his foot and stepping on Tong Dali's head, the captain of the Sword Pavilion said disdainfully: "Admit defeat, otherwise how can you fight?"

"Unless I die!" Tong Dali's mouth was full of blood, and he still said coldly.

This is a very tragic duel, although there is no life-and-death fight, but it is extremely ferocious, as if fighting a demon beast, if you don't cut the demon beast to the ground with scales all over your body, you won't give up.

The captain of the Sword Pavilion seemed to be consumed with Tong Dali, and the tip of the sword pointed to Tong Dali's right hand.

"If you don't admit defeat, I'll abolish you!"

"Unless I die!"

Again, the captain of the Sword Pavilion was really angry this time.

The tip of the sword flashed blue light and stabbed it directly.

"Don't!" Zhong Lao exclaimed, and hurriedly interacted to stop it.

Just in the midst of this lightning and fire, a black shadow flew the Sword Pavilion Captain Wheel out of the enchantment of the competition platform with a single punch!

The person who came was none other than Lei Yu!

It's so direct, so violent!

"This game of the curse pavilion admits defeat. ”

After speaking, Lei Yu actually directly carried Tong Dali and walked off the platform.

Ye Zhen and the others in the audience have also run on the competition platform, but they are not fast and fast.

Seeing that Lei Yu was carrying Tong Dali in the direction of the Xuan Pavilion, Ye Zhen and the others also picked up the other injured disciples one after another and chased after them.