Bang bang!

The fist was hit hard, the internal force was raging, and the solid wood surface was directly torn.

The rabbit rises and falls, and in the blink of an eye, it is more than 20 tricks in the past.

"Looking at this situation, the strength of this drop of water sword is similar to that of the western staff."

"Definitely! The internal force of the West Staff is deep, and it is as thick as five feet when the body is released, and the internal force of the Dripping Sword is relatively weak, which can reach the first-class threshold - three feet. Now he is only strong in the flesh, and he can hold on to the western staff. After a long battle, the internal strength is not good, and you will definitely lose! ”

"Not necessarily! The competition is not deeper than the internal force, and the moves are also very important. The drawing style of the drip sword has not yet been used, and the victory or defeat is not yet known! ”

"In this case, the West Stick is fighting in close quarters, and it will not give the Dripping Sword a chance to gather momentum and slash at all! In this battle, the West Stick will win! ”

"Exactly! The dripping sword is actually touted by the drawing sword, and the real combat power is equivalent to the ordinary first-class. ”

The knowledgeable spectators discussed.

The next battle direction is similar to what they guessed.

After half a cup of tea, the old man Ding Busan took the lead in winning the duel.

The dripping sword is still holding on to the western staff.

Although the dripping sword swordsmanship is exquisite, and it can make strange moves, forcing the West Staff to be in a hurry for a while, but in general, it is still maintained by the West Staff by relying on its profound skills.

Forty-eighth move.

The dripping sword stabbed out.

Ouyang was about to block, but the red sword stopped at four feet and did not continue to attack.

In this situation, Ouyang almost didn't think much about it, and the staff body protruded forward.

At this time, Dongfang Yi's body twisted incredibly, and the red sword trembled smartly, like a poisonous snake, pointing at the right shoulder of the West Staff.

It's changing so fast that it's really unresponsive.

The right shoulder of the staff was pierced directly.

He swung his snake staff in his left hand and smashed it at the dripping sword.

The red sword retreated at the touch of a button, and it was able to catch up, and the sword body turned vigorously on the staff.

One, two, three!

On the fifth lap, the right arm of the western staff was wounded, and the snake staff came out of his hand.

At this time, the dripping sword still put the red sword in his right hand into his left hand, bullied up, and slapped the left side of the west staff with one palm.

Cuckoo!

The West Staff took a big breath, his heavy white robe suddenly swelled, and his neck was twice as large, like a big toad.

Dongfang Yi's right hand was originally pumped towards the left side of his face, but when his body changed, it fell on his bulging white robe.

Boom!

The force was extremely great, and the white robe was concave inward, but in the end, it still failed to land.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the five fingers of his hands were bent inward, and then he pushed forward like a toad.

Thundered.

This push almost concentrated his whole body strength, and the power was terrifying, and the solid wooden planks around him kept shattering.

The dripping sword and horizontal sword blocked, but it couldn't be stopped.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Take four steps back, four palms facing each other, and compete for palm power.

Although the internal strength of the West Stick is strong, but the right arm is stabbed, and when the whole force is exercised, the blood can't stop the outflow!

Comparatively speaking, the strength of the dripping sword palm is slightly weaker, but it can barely support it.

If you hold on to each other for a long time, the one who loses must be the West Rod.

"How, what."

At this time, Ouyang's lips moved slightly, making a hissing sound similar to that of a snake letter.

The snake staff that was shaken away, and two black shadows suddenly shot out from the hollow of the snake's eyes, and they slammed into the face of the dripping sword.

The two hold each other, and the dripping sword cannot retreat, and if it retreats, it will definitely be injured by the palm power of the western staff; Enter, at this time, it is impossible for the West Stick to try its best to block!

Dongfang Yi can only release the body with internal force.

Theoretically, the internal force of three feet is enough to resist the attack of ordinary arrows, even a strong bow can also block it, and then the speed will slow down, and there will be a great space for turning.

You can dodge or catch or resist.

However, the black shadow only paused slightly, and then continued to break through.

The speed is still fast, and when it is about to hit.

The wound on the right arm of the West Stick suddenly exploded, and blood burst out. The follow-up was weak, and the whole person was directly knocked upside down.

If it weren't for the white robe drumming and unloading the palm power, this time, he would have been able to take the life of the western staff.

Taking this opportunity, Dongfang Yi Red Sword slanted and instantly slashed the black shadow.

With a click, the black shadow was cut into four pieces, twisted and fell to the ground. It was a small black snake the thickness of two little fingers. Even if it was beheaded, this snake still violently swallowed the snake letter, tearing the air, and was very ferocious.

"What's going on?!"

"Why did the good guy suddenly lose?"

Everyone was puzzled, and the first-class warriors in the stands were also a little dazed.

"When it's the red sword, the hidden internal force attacks." Fengyun Swordsman Zhong Zhan made a judgment.

As a notary, he has witnessed nearly 100 first-class martial arts duels and has rich experience.

"That's it!"

"It's not unjust to lose this rod."

The first-class warriors instantly realized.

With the strength of the West Staff, he only needed to find an opportunity to force the Dripping Sword to compete with the internal strength, and this battle could be won by relying on the poisonous snake in the staff. It's a pity that in the end, it was a bad move, Dongfang Yi used the kung fu to press the bottom of the box, and the western stick was stabbed first.

Later, in order to win, the West Staff did not have time to suppress the external force of the body, so he forced the internal force to compete, and finally the black snake failed to arrive in time to help the master win.

But there is no way to do this, one-on-one masters often fight for one line.

In many cases, it is really not possible to win with strong comprehensive strength, and means, luck and even state will greatly affect the outcome of the victory.

Losing is losing!

Yes!

After the drip sword won hard.

The remaining five duels also ended quickly, not as exciting as this one, and the scheming was used to the extreme. is relatively ordinary, more by hard power, standing to the end.

The consumption is quite large, and even if some people win, their legs and feet are sore, and if they don't hold on in one breath, they won't even be able to get off the stage.

The eight-clawed golden dragon Situ Heng played again.

briefly summarized the showdown of the crowd, and announced the list of winners, and with a big wave of his hand, the draw was seven into four.

Seven into four, there is no doubt that there is another bye, and the last.

This time is even more crucial, and if you can get it, it can be said that it will be of great help to achieve the final victory.

However, the lucky one is still the north-legged Tan Qing.

As soon as this result came out, there was an uproar below.

On the spot, some people questioned the inside story of the lottery, otherwise why would Tan Qing be so lucky? !

However, soon there were also 'clear-eyed people' who refuted that such a lottery would prove that there was no insider! After all, if you really want to cheat, you can't do it so badly!

Too partial!

This result can only prove that Tan Qing of the North Leg is really lucky!

With a bye, this kind of luck, if it really wins, it will definitely lead the Changle Gang to become more brilliant.

The second argument of cleverness and luck is marketable and credible, and it is quickly accepted. A small part bets too much, and if you can't accept it, no matter how much you beep, it is impossible for the Changle Gang to draw again.

The witnesses in the stands, Zhong Zhan, the swordsman of the Diancang faction, and Mo Zhuzi, the three friends of Sui Han, were also silent and accepted the results of the lottery.

Soon, the third battle officially began.

This time, the opponent of the Dripping Sword is Nanquan Hongqi.