Chapter 150: Who Wins and Who Loses (Medium)

In the bluestone ring that everyone is watching, the figures of Wang Shiming and Zhang Liancheng moved again, this time it was Wang Shiming who took the lead in attacking, under the gaze of everyone, the bamboo sword in his hand suddenly stabbed forward again, the speed of the stab was not fast, but under the emerald green brilliance, others could not see the trajectory of the bamboo sword!

I only felt that an emerald green sword shadow flashed in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Zhang Liancheng, and Zhang Liancheng seemed to be shocked by the previous scene at this time, and some couldn't react, but after all, he was not an ordinary person, he noticed a touch of emerald green flashing in front of him, and immediately took the black knife in his hand and blocked the direction of the sword shadow!

Boom!

The firelight splashed, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in everyone's ears, Zhang Liancheng saw a shock from the tiger's mouth, his whole arm was a little numb, and the brows between his foreheads were deeply wrinkled, feeling deeply troubled, don't look at Wang Shiming's sword shadow, it looks like it is just ordinary sword qi, but only Zhang Liancheng, who is the target of the attack, knows the power contained in it.

The power that seemed to be an ordinary sword qi erupted when it collided with the knife in his hand, even if he also felt pain, the tiger's mouth seemed to be cracked, and although he was not a pure body refining spirit, the defense power of his body was naturally not as good as those real body refining spirits of the same level, but it was definitely not comparable to ordinary spirit people of the same level.

With the defensive power of his body, it was already equivalent to the most ordinary ninth-grade inferior spiritual weapon, and ordinary spirits of the same level couldn't hurt him at all, and Wang Shiming almost broke his mouth with just such an ordinary blow, which was already a great achievement.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liancheng was even more jealous of Wang Shiming, and secretly said, he was worthy of being one of the four core disciples of Qingyun Sect, this strength was really not something that ordinary forces could cultivate, of course, he didn't feel scared because of this, or even afraid!

His blade shook slightly, and he played a knife flower, and a sharp knife burst out, like a straight line rushing towards Wang Shiming!

Wang Shiming also seemed to be a little surprised, he was surprised that Zhang Liancheng was able to easily block his sword, and was able to launch a counterattack in an instant, although his sword seemed ordinary, but in fact it was definitely not the case, the attack power of that sword was actually not very strong, but the speed was extremely fast, above that sword, there were some level 20, level 21 intermediate spirits who would be stabbed instantly!

Zhang Liancheng's reaction power was also a little beyond his imagination, but the trace of interest at the corner of his mouth was even worse, and his heart became more excited about this battle, so although he sensed Zhang Liancheng's attack, he didn't stop it, and watched the knife stab straight ahead.

The sword light passed through the space and slashed through the air, and in an instant, the Lord came to Wang Shiming's face, but Wang Shiming danced the bamboo sword in his hand unhurriedly, and drank softly in his mouth: "Sword curtain!" saw that the speed of the bamboo sword became faster and faster with his dance, and when the sword came, it had already become an impenetrable barrier!

The sword pierced into the barrier, just like snow meeting the scorching sun, it was evaporated in an instant, and when I looked at it again, the sword had already disappeared from everyone's eyes.

But Wang Shiming did not show a smug look, but frowned, his eyes swept around, as if he was wary of something, and then everyone found out that Zhang Liancheng's figure had disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, replaced by black fog floating around.

Suddenly, in a cloud of black mist, a cold light flashed, and a sharp knife stabbed out, and the direction of the stab was naturally where Wang Shiming was, and the latter's figure was suddenly slashed at this time, just as the knife passed by, a touch of bright red burst out, and a small knife mark was scratched on one of Wang Shiming's shoulders.

Completely ignoring the knife marks on his shoulder, Wang Shiming at this time was extremely serious, and when he turned around, he slashed away with a sword, and the direction of the cut was the black mist that flashed with cold light before, the emerald green sword qi exuded an indestructible sharp momentum, and in the blink of an eye, it stabbed the black mist, and the rumbling sounded, and the black mist exploded, but Zhang Liancheng was still missing!

The dark true intent has a hidden effect, although this effect is not hidden in the space like the true meaning of the space, but it can also allow the spirit to hide in the surrounding darkness, there is no doubt that Zhang Liancheng at this time is using this effect of the dark true intent to hide in the surrounding darkness.

The surrounding black fog is a dark place, and it can be guessed that Zhang Liancheng must be hidden in it, but it is not easy to find his figure.

Suddenly, the floating black fog around slowly rotated, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, and when everyone said goodbye, they could only see that there seemed to be a black Jiao circling in the bluestone ring, surrounding the entire ring, and at this time, Wang Shiming was trapped in the middle of the ring by the rapidly rotating black fog.

The rapidly rotating black mist flashed from time to time, and the sharp sword spit out from it, it was not difficult to guess that this was Zhang Liancheng who launched an attack in it, at the beginning, Wang Shiming could still rely on his spiritual sense, insight to judge the direction of the knife stab, and reacted in time to resist Zhang Liancheng's attack.

But as time passed, the speed of the black mist turned faster and faster, and the swords spit out of the black mist became more and more dense, and gradually Wang Shiming became a little overwhelmed......

The black mist swallowed out a sharp sword, Wang Shiming used the bamboo sword to block the sound of "Qiang Qiang" gold and iron, and it kept coming out, and slowly Wang Shiming's body was already scarred, and the gorgeous power suit had already been scratched out of the knife marks, and you could see blood gurgling out of it.

Wang Shiming also seemed to realize that it would be disadvantageous for him to do this again, and he was also trying to escape from the control of the black fog surrounded by this cluster, he calmly looked at the black fog that was rotating at high speed, trying to find out the weak point from it, but the fast rotating black fog was dazzling, and it was so easy to find out the weak point from it.

When he was looking for the weak point, the scars on his body had already added a few more scars, and he became a little embarrassed, but his eyes suddenly lit up, and he whispered: "Bright Sun Slash!"

The one in his hand quickly slashed in a certain direction, the dazzling light flashed, and the bamboo sword in his hand burst out of flames, as if he held a flaming sword in his hand, and a sword was slashed out, like a dazzling sun!