Tang Caiwei leaned on the sword and was independent, at this time the sky had turned dark, after nearly a day of fighting, Leng Han almost delayed with his life for so long, Tang Caiwei once again showed the sharp spirit of the past as soon as he came up, although the process was a little troublesome, but it was also in the cheers and expectations of everyone to defeat three people in a row, and defeated the prestige of the fourth door of the shadow stream, and persevered to the last game.

Now, she is about to usher in the most powerful boy who is in front of the Snow Sword Sect - Shadow Wave!

The figure flickered, and the shadow wave appeared on the stage like a ghost, hugging his arms to look at Tang Caiwei standing in front of him, his arm was already wrapped with a layer of snow-white bandage, and there was still a trace of blood on it, but it looked like the wound should have healed.

"Miss Tang is really outstanding!"

Ying Lang's right arm hung unnaturally on the outside of his thigh, while his left hand still habitually raised his bangs in front of his forehead, and said: "Tang Caiwei, eighteen years old, the eldest daughter of the sect master of the Snow Sword Sect, is good at swordsmanship, and became famous as a teenager. ”

The information about Tang Caiwei's strength assessment flowed out of Ying Lang's mouth bit by bit, and every time he said a word, Tang Caiwei's face would be ugly.

Ying Lang looked at Tang Caiwei, whose wrists trembled slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually expanded.

Defeat the enemy secondly, punish the heart!

Counting the opponent's information before the battle is a habit of Shadow Wave, and it is also one of his means of defeating the enemy.

Because of this feeling of being perceived by the opponent in advance, it will cause a great psychological burden in Tang Caiwei's heart. Cowardice before fighting. It is really a taboo in fighting, and once it fails, it will leave an indelible psychological shadow in the heart, so it is difficult for those who have been defeated by the shadow wave to have a chance to turn over when they face him again.

"Listen to the backbone of the elite disciples of the Snow Sword Sect, the strongest combat power outside of Wang Dafei. ”

Raising his head lightly, Ying Lang looked at Tang Caiwei in front of him, whose face was blue and his breath was short. It's like a spider with a web cast.

His words contain evil intentions. Secretly has the intention of provoking Wang Da Hammer and Tang Caiwei.

Before Wang Dazhui appeared, when it came to listening to the Snow Sword Sect, the first person was naturally Tang Caiwei, and there was no suspense at all. But now the two of them are equally impressive. Even Wang Dazhui has a faint victory. Naturally, there is a trend of one mountain and two tigers.

Shadow Lang knew that Tang Caiwei was extremely concerned about his disciples, and it was this kind of intimate exchange that would make the disciples of the Snow Sword Sect so united and united.

But now. He was extremely obscure in provoking the relationship between Tang Caiwei and Wang Dazhu.

After all, the false name of the first person is not something that anyone can let go of at will.

"By the way, Miss Tang, where did Wang Dazhui go?"

After a pause, Ying Lang finally used his own verbal killing move, directly pointing out Wang Dafei.

If Tang Caiwei is defeated, Wang Dazhui will not come out, and there will be no one among the remaining disciples and lieutenant generals to fight with Shadow Wave, Zhang Quan and Xu Yi are just five-star martial artists, and their strength is too different from Shadow Wave, and there is no chance of winning.

But what stunned him was that he originally expected Tang Caiwei to completely lose his mind, but he didn't expect that after she was silent for a while, her originally ugly face became sunny little by little.

The slightly trembling hand clenched the hilt of the sword firmly again, and Tang Caiwei's clear eyes were full of light. Looking at the shadow wave opposite, she smiled like a flower, and said, "Yes, where do you think Wang Dazhui went?"

Shadow Lang frowned, and a strong uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart.

Yes, Wang Dazhui doesn't appear, even if he really defeats Tang Caiwei, will he really win?

In case Wang Sledgehammer comes at the last moment, then after fighting Tang Caiwei, is he still the slightest sure to face Wang Sledgehammer?

As soon as he thought of this, a drop of cold sweat couldn't help but slide down the corner of his forehead.

Tang Caiwei's strong counterattack not only succeeded in shattering Shadow Wave's evil intentions, but also left a suspicious seed in the other party's heart, which always affected Shadow Wave's state.

"What a big lady who listens to the Snow Sword Sect, what a Tang Caiwei!!"

Ying Lang snorted coldly, then shook his head, trying his best to leave the shadow in his heart behind, and his body suddenly turned into a black line!

Tang Caiwei shook her wrist, and the Xiu Nu Sword screamed, although she was not like Leng Han who could elegantly volley the imperial sword, nor was she like Leng Han, who practiced the Seven Styles of Listening to Snow with a fast speed. But she has been accompanied by swords since she was a child, and she is naturally better than Lenghan.

The sword light is sprinkled, like goose feathers and snow, Tang Caiwei's movements don't look fast, but every move and style is natural, like an antelope hanging its horns, without a trace.

Although the speed of the shadow wave is fast, when facing Tang Caiwei's sword moves, it is like being blocked by a heavy snowfall, and the needle cannot be inserted or splashed with water.

Tang Caiwei's Tingxue Seven Style and Leng Han's pursuit direction are completely different, under the seemingly gentle and wonderful sword moves, she seems to be indisputable, but in fact, she hides a backhand every step of the way, as long as Ying Lang is not careful, she will fall into endless combos, and she can't break free.

If the sword in Leng Han's hand is a snowflake that shoots like a knife in the cold wind, then the Xiu Nu sword in Tang Caiwei's hand will be soft and soft goose feather snow, not sharp, but it hides the great power of nature, which makes people jealous.

If it had been before, Shadow Wave might have chosen to use the Water Splitting Thorn to try to forcibly break through Tang Caiwei's sword curtain. After all, there is not much difference in cultivation between the two, and he is a man, so he is likely to have the upper hand in a tough battle.

But before Leng Han left the field, he abolished the arm holding the weapon, so that he had no way to let go.

The two are at a stalemate, and no one can help the other.

"Consume it, hum, I want to see how much internal strength you have to consume with me!"

Shadow Wave's face grew paler, the wound on his arm had cracked open again, and the blood stained the white bandage red.

Tang Caiwei is also getting more and more anxious, she was just a trick before, and she knows that the Dao King Sledgehammer is playing with the terrible yang poison at this time, and it is impossible to come at this time.

"I have to win, I have to win!!"

"Listen to the Snow Seven Style, Seventh Style!"

Qingxiao exited, Tang Caiwei's continuous sword momentum was retracted, and Ying Lang's face was also gritted his teeth, and a touch of ruthlessness appeared on the face of the fish dying and the net was broken.

Today, he was forced to this by the two people of the Xue Sword Sect, and the cold breakthrough was really unexpected, but he didn't want to lose, and the name of the shadow stream could not be defeated!

"Ice!Dance!Whirl!Wind!!"

Tang Ying on the high platform clenched his hands suddenly, and couldn't help but whisper in his mouth: "Don't!"

But Tang Caiwei, who had already cast it, naturally had no possibility of accepting it, and Ying Lang also slammed his chest at this time, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and roared: "Hemolysis Afterimage Dafa!!"

"Boom!!"

The sound of the Xiunu sword resounded throughout the audience, everyone's ears seemed to be deaf in an instant, the clear sword light rose to the sky, Tang Caiwei walked with the sword, this move is a trick that she never uses easily, because once she uses it, she herself will definitely be attacked by a strong backlash, injuring a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred!

This is a trick that cannot be used until the moment of life and death!

"Father, the position of the fourth door, the daughter has done her best!"

Tang Caiwei muttered in her heart, Ren Lei had said before, Tang Ying had reached the realm of martial spirits, except for Wan Han in the same realm, the rest of the masters were invincible, but Wang Dazhui was absent, and it was difficult for them to move forward in the disciple battle.

"Boom!!"

The blood-colored shadow and Tang Caiwei's sword collided violently, this sword, clear as snow, sharp as ice, mixed with a chill that made people's hearts palpitate, but it also contained Tang Caiwei's fiery determination.

Under the finger of the sword, the blood shadow turned by the shadow wave collapsed, and after resisting for a while, it collapsed, but under the erosion of the blood light, Tang Caiwei's sword was also annihilated, and the two disappeared into invisible.

"Tang Caiwei, I won't lose to you!!"

The wound on his right arm exploded, but Shadow Wave recklessly swung out a splitting stinger, using the decisive momentum of exchanging injuries for injuries, and headed towards Tang Caiweiza!

"You've lost!"

Tang Caiwei was shocked and devoured by the qi machine, and at this time, the blood in her mouth was surging wildly, but she still used her most strength to find out an inferior explosive from the storage bag on her waist, and after burning the fuse with her internal strength, she threw it towards the shadow wave that was already powerless to dodge.

"Boom!!"

Thick smoke and dust billowed up, Tang Caiwei fell heavily on the main battle platform, but Ying Lang had already passed out in the explosion, and was swept under the ring by the air wave, unconscious.

The adjudicator held Tang Caiwei, who was like gold paper on the stage, and the blood was gushing in her mouth, her eyes were red, and she looked up to the sky and roared: "Listen, listen to the Snow Sword Sect, win !!."

"Miss!!"

The disciples of the Snow Sword Sect in the audience all had red eyes, waving their fists, and they roared with all their might, venting the excited emotions in their hearts.

first cold, and then Tang Caiwei.

The tragic battle situation in which the two of them were seriously injured and couldn't even walk out of the ring on their own was like a warm flame that burned all the blood in the hearts of every disciple of the Snow Sword Sect!!

"Listen to the Snow Sword Sect!Listen to the Snow Sword Sect!!"

Tang Caiwei's sword style has completely conquered everyone present!

Following the senior brothers beside him who hissed and shouted in unison, Ning Qinghan and Ning Jun glanced at each other, but a trace of regret appeared in their hearts.

If Wang Da Hammer can't appear yet, then listening to the footsteps of the Snow Sword Sect this time, I'm afraid that's it......

"Brother Shadow, I heard that the secret method of the shadow stream can only be used in the dark to exert its power to the extreme. Tang Ying stood up from the chair, his eyes were also extremely hot, and he stretched out his hand and said: "Since the atmosphere is so warm now, I see that you and I are fighting, it is better to advance to now!!" (To be continued......

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