On this battlefield in the depths of the night, the duel between Xu Fu and Yuelang became more and more eye-catching.

Under the moonlight, the figures of the two warriors danced on the battlefield like two lightning bolts, drawing a brilliant arc in the night sky.

Xu Fu's offensive was endless, and the golden Changge was like a storm, and every swing was accompanied by a thunderous momentum.

His body is flexible and varied, simplifying the complex, moving like a dancer on the battlefield.

The moonlight shone on his body, outlining a mighty and vigorous figure.

Yuelang responded calmly, and the iron umbrella was like a shield of the gods in his hands, blocking all attacks.

The moonlight condensed around him, creating a sacred realm for him, making his defenses more and more impregnable.

In this silvery light, Yuelang's eyes flashed with a decisive light.

The duel between the two warriors in the moonlight is like a delicate conversation, and every swing conveys a profound meaning of the warrior.

Their hearts seem to have some kind of communication in this battle, understanding each other's persistence and faith.

Xu Fu launched a fierce attack again, and the golden Changge burned like a raging fire.

His body seemed to blend into the battlefield, and every swing exuded a strong battle intent.

In the moonlight, his figure is like a god of war, fighting for honor.

The moon is not afraid of danger, and the iron umbrella dances to form a silvery illusion.

The moonlight seemed to endow him with divine power, making his body more flexible.

His eyes revealed a deep wisdom, seemingly calm, but in fact contained endless determination.

The sound of gold and iron on the battlefield became more and more intense, and the duel between Xu Fu and Yuelang had entered a white-hot state.

Each collision is like a meteor streaked across the night sky, releasing a brilliant glow.

Under the moonlight, the figures of the two warriors became taller and taller, becoming the focus of the battlefield.

Xu Fu suddenly changed his moves, and Chang Ge formed a golden vortex between his movements, and the speed was dazzling.

His offensive was like a storm, sweeping towards Yuelang.

This time the attack was even more violent, as if it was going to tear the moonlight apart.

Yuelang's eyes froze, and the iron umbrella unfolded again, forming a huge silver-white barrier.

The golden vortex slammed into the iron umbrella, making a deafening sound of gold and iron.

With the blessing of the moonlight, the iron umbrella stands in the center of the battlefield like an indestructible shield.

Xu Fu did not stop, and the offensive became more fierce.

He changed his moves again and again, and every swing contained infinite power.

And Yuelang has always maintained a solid line of defense with his superb body and the stability of the iron umbrella.

Under the moonlight on the battlefield, the duel between Xu Fu and Yuelang was like a decisive battle, and the collision of forces inspired dazzling sparks.

It was a pinnacle duel between warriors, and in the light of the moon, their figures danced in the night sky, and the light of courage and faith continued to rise.

In the depths of the night, the moonlight fell on the battlefield like a soft silver glow, adding a layer of mystery to the fierce battle between Xu Fu and Yuelang.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the two warriors are like the brightest stars in the starry sky, intertwining a brilliant brilliance.

Xu Fu's offensive was surging like a tide, and the golden Changge danced in his hands, unleashing infinite power.

His figure was sometimes like a fierce tiger galloping, sometimes like a dancing fairy, and every attack was like a thunderbolt roaring, unstoppable.

In the moonlight, his figure was like a golden streamer, cutting a bright arc in the darkness.

The moon is as quiet as the mountains and rivers, and the iron umbrella is like a solid fortress, blocking all attacks.

The moonlight condensed around him, as if creating a mysterious realm for him, making his defenses more and more impregnable.

In this quiet silver white, Yuelang's figure is like a guardian, guarding the battlefield.

The duel between the two warriors became more and more intense, and the battlefield was filled with the sound of gold and iron.

Each collision releases a dazzling light, like fireworks in the night sky, which is beautiful.

In the moonlight, their figures appear and disappear, as if performing an otherworldly dance.

Xu Fu launched a strong offensive again, and Chang Ge was like a raging fire across the night sky.

The golden whirlwind swept in and was unstoppable.

His attacks were like a raging storm, trying to keep everything in his way.

Yuelang responded calmly, and the iron umbrella unfolded again, forming a solid silver-white defense line.

The golden whirlwind slammed into the iron umbrella, stirring up layers of sparks.

The mysterious power of the moonlight imbues the iron umbrella with tenacity, making it stand tall even when the wind blows.

Xu Fu changed his moves again and again, and Chang Ge formed a golden sword light with his swing, releasing all the power in his body.

His attacks were fast-paced and razor, like a storm of rain, trying to break through Yuelang's solid defenses.

Yuelang relied on his superb martial arts and the sturdiness of the iron umbrella to skillfully defuse every attack.

His figure was unusually agile in the moonlight, like an elf in the night sky. In this duel between warriors, the moonlight gives him a mysterious refuge.

On the battlefield, the sound of gold and iron continued to echo, and the duel under the moonlight had entered a white-hot stage.

The two warriors fought their own way, their figures dancing in the night sky, releasing a strong warrior's light, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

And in the midst of this interweaving of light and shadow, a magnificent battle is going on vigorously.

Under the light of the moon, Xu Fu and Yue Lang on the battlefield were like two dancers, dancing the most fierce war dance.

The moonlight illuminates their figures as if they were the most brilliant fireworks in the night sky.

Xu Fu's offensive was unpredictable, and the golden Changge was like a vigorous dragon in his hands, carrying a raging storm, and every swing was like a thunderous rage.

His figure sometimes leaps high like a soaring bird of prey, and sometimes it quickly clings to the ground, like a cunning fox.

In the moonlight, his figure drew a gorgeous trajectory on the battlefield.

And Yuelang is like a guardian saint, and the iron umbrella is like a divine weapon in his hand, pointing far away.

The moonlight surrounded him like a soft cloak, adding to his mystical shelter.

His eyes reveal profound wisdom, and his insight into the battle situation is admirable.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became even more tense, and the sound of gold and iron kept echoing.

The duel between the two warriors is like a beautiful symphony, and every collision is a musical note.

Under the moonlight, their figures are like works of art on canvas, outlining a beautiful picture.

Xu Fu suddenly changed his moves, and a golden vortex formed between the golden Changge dances, gathering like thousands of troops.

His attack was fierce, like a storm, trying to swallow the moonlight.

This time the offensive was even more violent, carrying the power of destruction.

A calm light flashed in Yuelang's eyes, and the iron umbrella unfolded again, forming a solid line of defense.

The golden vortex slammed into the iron umbrella, making a deafening sound of gold and iron.

Under the mysterious protection of the moonlight, the iron umbrella is still as stable as Mount Tai, and it has not been shaken in the slightest.

Xu Fu did not stop because of this, and the offensive became more ferocious.

As he danced, his Changge turned into a golden streamer, and the speed was unfathomable.

Each swing carried the momentum of destruction of everything, trying to break through Yuelang's defenses.

Yuelang silently resisted every attack, and the iron umbrella was like an unshakable mountain, guarding him from violation.

In the moonlight, his figure appeared quiet and majestic, as if he was an invincible patron saint.

At this moment, the battlefield under the moonlight seemed to enter a mysterious ritual of the darkest hour.

Under the cover of this night, the two warriors released their innermost persistence and faith, and the duel between them was like a supreme ceremony, which made people dizzy.

Under the cover of night, the figures of the two warriors fluttered on the battlefield, like two unstoppable storms.

Xu Fu's offensive was in full swing, and the golden Changge was like lightning, splitting the wind and waves.

His body is extremely nimble, sometimes jumping high, like a soaring bird of prey, sometimes quickly approaching the ground, like a snake winding around.

Under the moonlight, his figure was like a golden vortex, sweeping across the battlefield with a powerful momentum.

And Yuelang's defense was unusually calm, and the iron umbrella was like a solid barrier in front of him.

The moonlight surrounded him like a mysterious cloak, infusing his line of defense with mysterious power.

His eyes were deep and calm, as if he was reading every attack of Xu Fu.

On the battlefield, the sound of gold and iron came and went, and the duel between the two warriors was like a fierce confrontation.

Each collision emits a blinding light, like the brightest stars in the starry sky.

In the moonlight, their figures intertwine together, outlining a gorgeous picture.

Xu Fu suddenly changed his moves, and a whirlwind formed between the golden Changge dances, and the speed was elusive.

His attack was even more ferocious, like a tiger coming out of the mountain and rushing towards Yuelang.

This time the offensive seemed to envelop the moonlight together.

Yuelang's eyes froze, and the iron umbrella unfolded against the wind again, forming a solid line of defense.

The golden whirlwind slammed into the iron umbrella, stirring up layers of sparks.

Under the protection of the moonlight, the iron umbrella is like an indestructible mountain, standing still.

Xu Fu didn't slow down, and the golden Changge danced, turning into a golden lightning, and launched a fierce impact on Yue Lang again.

His offensive was like a storm, trying to find the flaws in Yuelang.

Yuelang relied on his superb body skills and the sturdiness of the iron umbrella to skillfully defuse every attack.

His eyes were still calm, as if he was foreseeing Xu Fu's every move.

In the reflection of the moonlight, his figure looks majestic and solemn.

This moonlit duel has long been not only a clash of martial arts, but also a battle of hearts.

Under the curtain of the night, the two warriors met friends with martial arts and fought with swords and swords, deducing a gorgeous battle between light and shadow.

On this battlefield in the depths of the night, Moonlight was like a wordless witness, watching the fierce battle between Xu Fu and Yuelang.

The figures of the two warriors danced in the moonlight, as if they were the brightest twin stars in the night sky, reflecting each other.

Xu Fu's offensive was like a storm, and the golden Changge was like a sharp blade cutting through the night.

His body is flexible and changeable, sometimes as fast as a tiger climbing a mountain, sometimes as elegant as a catkins flying.

Under the moonlight, his figure was like a golden streamer, instantly passing through the battlefield.

Yuelang was as still as water, and the iron umbrella was like an impregnable fortress, firmly blocking in front of Xu Fu's attack.

The moonlight enveloped him, creating a sacred realm for him, making his figure even taller and more majestic in the darkness.

The sound of gold and iron on the battlefield is intertwined, and the duel between the two warriors is like a superb dance.

Each wave is accompanied by a symphony of gold and iron, outlining an intense and exciting symphony.

Xu Fu changed his move again, and the golden Changge danced to form a whirlwind, and the speed was dizzying.

His offensive burned like a fire, intending to destroy all obstacles.

In the moonlight, his figure is like a god in flames, blooming with endless power.

Yuelang faced Xu Fu's onslaught, and the iron umbrella danced to form an indestructible silver-white illusion.

The golden whirlwind slammed into the iron umbrella, stirring up layers of brilliance.

Under the moonlight, the iron umbrella is like a strong city wall, unshakable.

Xu Fu did not stop, and the offensive became more aggressive.

With a swing of his long ge, it turned into a golden thunderbolt, and the speed was unpredictable.

Each attack is accompanied by endless power, trying to find the flaws of Yuelang.

Yuelang's eyes were calm, and the iron umbrella was like a sacred weapon, welcoming Xu Fu's every impact.

The moonlight condensed into a veil around him, as if the gods had blessed him.

His figure stood in the middle of the battlefield, as serene and steadfast as a guardian.

This moonlit duel has reached its climax, and the figures of the two warriors are staggered in the dark night.

Xu Fu and Yuelang on the battlefield are like two dancers, performing a very tense martial arts dance together.

At night, under the gaze of the moonlight, the figures of the two seem to have become the brightest stars in the night sky.

Xu Fu's offensive became more and more intense, and the golden Changge was like a flame, driving a raging fire between the swings.

His body was extremely agile, like a dancing god of flames, and every swing was accompanied by a blazing storm.

In the moonlight, his figure was as breathtaking as a golden flame.

And the moon is like a solid mountain, and the iron umbrella is like an indestructible wall in his hand, unshakable.

The moonlight creates a mysterious realm for him, making his figure appear solemn and mysterious in the night.

His eyes were deep, revealing an accurate insight into the battle situation.

The sound of gold and iron on the battlefield converged, as if it was a grand symphony.

The duel between the two warriors was like a fierce battle between thousands of troops, and every collision was like a thunderous roar, shaking the entire night sky.

Xu Fu suddenly changed his moves, and the golden Changge danced like a raging storm, forming a whirlwind that swept in.

His offensive was like a fire, with the power of destruction, trying to reduce everything to ashes.

Yuelang responded calmly, and the iron umbrella opened again, forming a solid silver-white shield.

The golden whirlwind slammed into the iron umbrella, stirring up layers of light.

Under the mysterious shelter of the moonlight, the iron umbrella is like an impregnable barrier, firmly blocking the front.

Xu Fu did not stop, and the offensive became more ferocious.

His long gee was like a storm, and every swing was like the fury of thunder.

And Yuelang used an iron umbrella as a shield, quietly guarding under the moonlight, and his figure looked solemn and firm in the dark night.

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