More than 100 meters outside the hall,

"It's over, it's over...... Dead dead dead dead ......" hammered his palms, pacing back and forth, the corners of his lips trembling rapidly, Philip looked like an ant on a hot pot, looking extremely restless.

Retracting his gaze, Haita sighed helplessly: "The results haven't come out yet, Philip, can you calm down a little." ”

"How do you calm me down? What else do you need to do here, are you dead...... It's not that I'm saying that you like to solve problems violently when you think you have some strength! Damn, even if you are a prostitute, you want foreplay, and you don't like the overlord's hard bow...... Well, now that Wensling's arm is broken, Don is going to die...... You're happy, bunch of idiots!" he took a breath, "By the way, what did you mean when you said that the result didn't come out, is there a chance for this thing to turn around......?"

Rao is Haita, a good old man, couldn't help but roll his eyes angrily when he heard the words, took a breath, and then frowned and said: "The result has not come out, which means that there is no fixed number." Your friend is very strong, I can't see through him, and the master has praised him for his genius. And the vindictive qi channel in the body, unreasonable hand-to-hand combat...... He may not have another bottom-of-the-box stunt. Therefore, if you just take the master's sword, this matter may take a turn for the better......"

Philip grinned: "What passage, what melee combat, messy ...... You just give a happy sentence, how high is the probability of this turnaround?"

“...... I do not know. Explaining to the layman was undoubtedly painful, and Heyta, avoiding Philip's expectant gaze, looked back at the side room, "Perhaps...... You can try to pray for a miracle to happen. ”

"Miracle?" Philip's expression darkened instantly. "Strange ghost. Isn't that still dead?"

Haita was silent. And this, too, basically represents default. To be honest, although he was comforting Philip, Haita himself did not believe that a miracle would happen. The master is too strong......

And more importantly, the master said before that he couldn't decide what to do with Don's idea. Of course, this is one of the reasons, but it also shows that the master did have murderous intentions. So now that there is only one sword, it should be impossible for the master to keep his hand! Then leave the ending to fate...... This should be what the master thinks now!

I have to say that among the several disciples of the Sword God, although Hai Tower, who is the eldest disciple, has the lowest talent, he is also the one who understands Wu Ding's mind the most. That's pretty much it......

"Doesn't the boss have any chances?"

"There's a hairy ......" waved his hand angrily, and suddenly there was another beating, Philip turned around, looked at David who was hanging from his injured arm, his expression changed, and then he raised his head and snorted, "Huh." David, where did you just go, how are the injuries on your hands? I know a few good doctors, why don't I introduce them to you? Don't worry, you'll be fine with a few weeks of minor injuries like this. If you want to hurry, I also have an acquaintance in the temple......"

Waving his hand to interrupt the chatter, David looked at Philip's eyes fixedly, his eyes were silent, his face was expressionless, and he asked word by word: "Yes, no, yes, opportunity, will?"

"Uh......" Philip was stunned, came back to his senses, and was about to say something. David had bowed his head, "I see...... Thank you. He looked up slightly, turned and strode away.

Opening his mouth and watching David's back disappear into the corner not far away, Philip collapsed his shoulders and grabbed his hair hard, "!"

The distance to the right side of the hall is about 20 zhang, which is out of the scope of the secret agency, and it is an abandoned ordinary house. David, who had just disappeared, stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door, walked through the hall, and came to the backyard of the house.

In the small open space surrounded by wooden fences, except for Luke on the roof, dozens of people in the rest of the gray space are here, expressionless, kneeling on one knee. Indifferently looked over the top of the fence and fixed on the eaves of the side hall not far away, like a sculpture, silent.

In front of everyone, the cold metal pipe pointed diagonally into the sky, and under the dim light, the palm above the pipe bloomed with a magnificent red prismatic crystal...... Needless to say, this is naturally the Purple Rifled Cannon and the Exploding Crystal!

In a dull and oppressive atmosphere, David walked through the crowd to an empty purple-chested cannon, also knelt on one knee, picked up an explosive crystal with his uninjured left hand, placed it firmly on the purple-bore cannon, and raised his head and squinted...... Grass mom, if the boss dies, none of you want to get out alive!

......

In the side hall, Wooding's one-handed sword was already half unsheathed.

Tang En was still running wildly, his speed was not reduced, and it was still invisible to the naked eye, but the faint smell of blood had slowly dissolved in the hall, which was caused by the slight wounds in his body.

Now, Don didn't expect to be able to hold out until the sword was fully unsheathed, that was unrealistic. The reason why he is still running is because he has not yet thought about how to deal with the current situation...... Not far away, the shadow clone was trapped in place, unable to move an inch. And because the sword intent around him became more and more powerful, the figure began to fade gradually.

In the present world, Tang En once heard that in the Japanese martial arts world, there is a martial art called sword drawing technique. That is, use the instantaneous explosive force to suddenly pull the knife out of the sheath, hit directly at high speed, and move forward, in order to create a one-hit killing effect!

Tang En didn't know if the sword drawing technique was really so magical, but he thought that even if this magic Cheng Dù improved a hundred times, it would definitely not be as powerful as Wu Ding's sword drawing in front of him.

He pulled up slowly, not as fast as he drew his sword. Because of this, there is no surprise sneak attack effect of the sword drawing technique. In fact, he didn't need such an effect, he drew it very openly, and every inch of the sword body could be clearly seen. And what it brings is the irresistible pressure of mountain thunder.

In comparison, the sneak attack effect of the knife drawing technique is really cold, as straight as the pearl of rice grains and the bright moon competing for glory, smiling and generous, not worth mentioning.

At this time, Don felt that he had become this ridiculous pearl of rice, and he couldn't hold it anymore......

There was a loud bang, and next to the shadow clone, Tang En revealed his bloody body, and stepped directly on the floor into powder with one foot, and then, "Whew...... Whoop...... "His chest rose and fell rapidly, like a bellows, and blood flowed quickly down his feet. Anomalous wolf bèi.

Meanwhile. Wooding looked up. They looked at each other, nodded and smiled. With a pout, he groaned softly, like a water sword body pulled out directly. With just a flick of his wrist, the bright sword drew an extremely standard circle in the air.

In an instant, Tang En only felt that his body was light, and the cold sword intent that was ubiquitous in the side hall before disappeared in an instant...... No! Squinting his long narrow eyes, Don looked at the long sword in Woodin's hand with great sensitivity. Really...... Those sword intents did not dissipate, but were all thrown into this sword like moths to fire, and immediately, a layer of pale golden light appeared on the sword body, like water flowing.

After completing this qiē movement with ease, Wu Ding stepped forward, shrunk into an inch, and calmly handed out his long sword. What followed was an overwhelming breath of death!

At this time, Don En's hands and feet were stiff. It was as if it was bound by several invisible ropes, and it could not move.

This was locked by the sword intent...... "Roar!" looked up hideously. A long howl. After realizing this, Tang En stomped his feet heavily, instantly broke free from the lock of the sword intent, and his body ghostly flashed, and he couldn't wait to avoid the long sword and stab directly.

If you talk about pure speed alone, even if you are as strong as the sword god Wu Ding, you don't want to face Tang En head-on!

Of course, Wooding didn't care about this, just turned sideways, and the long sword locked onto Don again. But this time, in between, there was a shadow clone of the cun, "Attack!" While retreating, Tang En waved his hand and gave a command.

Without the suppression of the sword intent, the shadow clone did not hesitate to swing the dagger, the bloody blade was like a flower, and the strongest blow, that is, the Random Flower skill, slammed straight towards the long sword.

Yes, it's a sword, not Woodin. Tang En's goal has always been clear, whether it is to dodge, deceive, block, etc., as long as he can stop this long sword, Tang En will win this move. As for Woodin, to be honest, it's boring and pointless to make him a target......

After a pause, Tang En's eyes were fixed on the junction of the bloody dagger and the pale gold long sword, and in an instant, there was a flower in front of him, a loud bang, and the hall squeaked slightly. When he looked at it again, Wooding stood in the middle of the field with a pale golden sword in his hand, his expression calm. And the shadow clone that has part of Tang En's strength has disappeared at some point.

"Poof...... opened his mouth and gulped out the blood mist, hunched his waist, Tang En clutched his chest tightly, grasping five blood marks, intending to use severe pain to suppress the knife in his body and torture him.

As the level increases, the role of the shadow clone is no small, but its side effects are just as obvious. That is, once the doppelganger is injured or injured, Tang En's main body will also be injured, just like a double-edged sword, hurting others and hurting himself.

Wooding did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but stood on the spot and paused, with some surprise in his eyes. With his current strength and knowledge, there are really not many unfamiliar martial arts that can make him puzzled. But the shadow clone just now made him feel very strange and new.

Woodin knew that the shadow clone was fake, but he couldn't guess if he was a phantom or something like a puppet. Later, when I saw that he had been under the sword intent for a long time, and he would even be injured, I felt that this should be a puppet. Until the fight just now, the real impact still made Woodin confirm this guess. But then the clone disappeared out of thin air, which made him a little incomprehensible......

Say it's a phantom, he has the physical touch of a puppet. Let's say it's a puppet, he has the property of a phantom disappearing out of thin air...... What kind of martial art is this? Is this a martial art?

Well, whatever it is, thanks to the shadow clone. This surprised Wooding, and also bought Don time to cast his skills.

Sizzle, there seemed to be a whirlwind suddenly pouring in the side hall, and then the blood-colored blade suddenly appeared out of thin air, two in one life, two in four lives...... Spinning rapidly, splitting the space, and in a short moment, Don's figure was completely covered.

When Woodin came back from his thoughts, he saw a small blood-colored hurricane forming in the center of the hall. The wind swept down, and the brown tables and chairs made streaks on the floor, slamming into the corners of the surrounding walls. There was a loud bang, mixed with the crisp sound of a teacup falling on the ground, and there was chaos for a while......

Storm, Donn's strongest attack skill he can use right now!

Now, Tang En also knows that there is absolutely no second way to go except to resist head-on. If you still have a fluke mentality in your heart at this time, you will definitely die!

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, Wu Ding naturally didn't know about the change in Don's concept, he just felt that Don En was getting more and more interesting...... Ha, another martial art that I've never seen before!

Feeling interested, he took a slight look at the increasingly bloated blood-colored hurricane, and Woodin raised his long sword and stepped to meet it.

Moment. As soon as the pale golden sword approached. The blood-colored blades swirling around the hurricane swept in unison. Constantly hitting the sword body, the sparks splashed everywhere, and the sound of dense impact suddenly ended, some of the bloody blades were directly annihilated and shattered, and some rebounded out, shattering the surrounding window glass, leaving deep marks on the thick stone wall, etc., the scene was spectacular for a while.

It's just a pity. Although the blood hurricane is getting more and more raging, Woodin still raises his sword and moves forward!

In front of the bloated blood-colored hurricane that connected to the ceiling of the ground, Woodin's sword-wielding figure looked so small. But it was so small, but it stood sideways in front of the hurricane, and stepped deep into the ...... unhurriedly Around the pale golden long sword, those bloody blades were still attacking one after another, like warriors who were not afraid of death, but this time they had to face a heavily armored chariot armed to the teeth, and after crashing into it, not only did they fail to stop it from advancing, but they themselves were killed. Pieces!

This strange scene cannot but give people the illusion that Wooding is holding the long sword in his hand. It's like a burning stick. And this seemingly huge blood-colored hurricane is actually just a foam that is strong on the outside and dry on the outside, and when the two collide, the foam will be broken when it is touched, and it will be extinguished when touched, completely vulnerable!

Soon, as Woodin continued to march forward and approached the center, the Scarlet Hurricane collapsed first...... There was a loud bang, and the hurricane that had been spinning in an orderly manner before turned into a powder keg, and in a short moment, countless blood blades scattered chaotically, and light and shadow floated. And this side hall, which had been repeatedly destroyed, finally could not withstand such a violent blow, and collapsed with a bang, and dust rose everywhere, like the scene of a disaster.

And the moment before this violent explosion, a figure flew out of the center of the hurricane like a broken sack, holding its head in both hands, its body curled up, and slammed into one side of the wall with blood all the way, drawing countless spider web-like cracks.

"Ahem...... cough while spitting out the blood in his chest, if he threw away the maddening pain, at this moment, Don only felt that his body was empty, as if all the internal organs and flesh had been vomited clean.

Before he could slow down, a pair of gray cloth shoes suddenly appeared in front of him, and Don slowly looked up, and saw Wooding, who looked calm, holding the pale golden long sword, came to him.

It was still like that, nothing had changed, and there were no wrinkles even at the corners of his clothes, as if the tremendous force of the blood-colored hurricane's sudden explosion just now had not happened to him.

Hehe...... Grinned silently and smiled self-deprecatingly. Don finally understood how ridiculous the previous gamble was. The sword god is the sword god after all, even if he uses all his means, he can't match an inconspicuous flat long sword.

Woodin didn't laugh, though it seemed that he could easily win the gamble by handing over his sword. But he still didn't have the slightest hint of joy, on the contrary, there was some regret and regret in his eyes, as if he was looking at a piece of flawless jade that was about to shatter.

There was no verbal communication, just shaking his head slightly, Wu Ding leaned over and handed out the pale gold long sword. Cherish the talent, but before the big right and wrong, Wooding will not make mistakes...... Alas, I just hope you don't get too resentful, and you're willing to gamble and lose, and when you figure it out, you're gone......

Thinking so, Woodin stabbed the pale golden sword into the heart of Donn's left chest, wanting to give the other party a painless death. But at this moment, suddenly,

"Hah! come to my bowl!" the dying Don suddenly grinned, leaning against the wall, his shoulders straight, his hands crossed his chest, his fingers bent into claws, and he just wrapped the pale golden sword in it.

Is this any use?Wu Ding was slightly surprised when he saw this, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and he still stabbed straight towards Donne's heart without hindrance...... "Huh?"

The long sword paused in mid-air, and Wooding was startled, looking puzzled. According to the length of the long sword, it is time to pierce the opponent's heart, but why is there no physical touch transmitted from the sword?

Wooding's first reaction was to encounter the strange martial art just now, but then he realized that something was wrong, he saw a gradually expanding black crack between Tang En's palms, like a mouth, and accurately grasped his pale golden long sword......

Stunned, Wu Ding's face was full of shock, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Space magic...... No, it's tearing space!" "The former belongs to the category of space magicians, and the latter is the ability of martial artists.

His palms trembled, and Tang En nodded and chuckled: "Hehe, Wu Lao is very knowledgeable." ”

Spatial ability, this is Tang En's life-saving stunt at the bottom of the box! When he knew that he could only resist Wu Ding's attack head-on, Tang En had been thinking about how to defuse this almost unsolvable sword. Or more precisely, how to get rid of that faint golden light. Wu Ding promised to only make one move, so if this golden light was scattered, it would be equivalent to Don En winning.

Thinking about it, Tang En naturally put his mind on his strongest ability, that is, his spatial ability. As long as you can successfully tear through the spatial rift, circle the pale gold long sword inside. The powerful attraction rules in the space should be able to completely absorb that layer of pale gold sword rays.

Of course, the idea is good, but there is a problem. That is, Done's strength is still too weak compared to Woodin. If you make a rash move, not only will you not be able to trap the long sword, but you will also be counterattacked. It's like a person eating, of course, you can swallow the rice if you chew it, but what if it's a stone in the rice? I'm afraid it's going to be broken out of your teeth......

To this end, Don made two attempts, one was to command the shadow clone to attack, and the other was to smash the storm skill head-on. Both of these results seemed to be fiascos, but they were not. Although Wooding's pale golden doumang is extremely domineering, everything is easy. But as long as you are still vindictive, you will always be consumed after being attacked by a lot!

Tang En's fight is also the idea of consumption, as long as the power of the light gold doumang is weakened, he can tear out the spatial rift, and he can circle the long sword...... And in fact, he succeeded!

............ (To be continued......)