Lao Di is looking forward to it......

In the steep mountain forest, two figures chased one after the other, shuttled one after the other, and their speed threw out two afterimages behind them, making people feel like they were out of reach.?44rc. mw。 m

The young warrior in front of him was full of anxiety, and he frequently looked back and watched, and there was three points of panic in his words: "Why is Your Excellency working hard, you have not been offended in the next place, if so, you should be under it today!"

The pale young man behind him didn't say a word, and stepped on a mountain wall on tiptoe, and the whole person was like an arrow from the string catching up the mountain with the power of pedaling.

Leaping over the mountains, jumping down and falling suddenly like gliding and falling, the ears are full of ears. Even so, it did not affect the determination in the pale young man's eyes.

The young warrior in front of him was dressed in a strong costume, and there were some scattered oil stains on it, which showed his sloppyness. At this time, the face of crying and mourning, with a confused expression that did not know what was happening, made people feel three points of sympathy.

"If not, please forgive me. Please this brother, don't be embarrassed anymore. ”

When the pale young man fell, he rolled again in the air, and a series of smooth and chic kicks and kicks borrowed force, and in an instant they had been ejected again. Stabilized in one breath, flew in mid-air and said majestically: "Ding Yinglong, you are very annoying!"

"You're really annoying, I'm chasing you all the way down, and you're talking all the time. Even you don't believe these things can fool me. ”

The pale young man's tone was shallow, but it was full of a heart-wrenching and resolute temperament: "I know that you are the person I am looking for, and you, who also know the Tao, I am the person you are looking for." Today is life and death, why bother to hide like a villain and be lucky. ”

The young warrior flew as fast as lightning in front of him, and while looking back, he was full of regret that he had already expected: "If you said it earlier, why should I be a clown in vain." ”

The two people who came before and after were Ding Yinglong's peace talks.

It's all come to this point, and each other has already understood each other's identities and purposes, and there is nothing to hide. It's better to simply face it directly, a vigorous battle, and decide the ownership of life and death and death.

In the blink of an eye, it has crossed a deep gorge, and below it is a turbulent river with dozens of zhang, and the fierce and fierce river water is surging and rumbling below, and some water vapor is rising.

Shuttling in the water vapor, Ding Yinglong suddenly sighed, he was lucky before, just because he was not sure of victory yet: "I thought it wasn't now, it wasn't you who came to dominate the ......"

Tan Weiran flew and followed closely, and Ding Yinglong turned into two afterimages as fast as lightning, dragging a long trajectory between the mountains and forests. I kept shuttling between the mountains, flying along the river all the way, and gradually saw several small streams, flowing down from the mountains one by one along the way.

From the first time they bumped into each other to the present. This time is the only time in this battle of silence that Tan Weiran has taken the initiative.

It was the only time that Tan Weiran had successfully forced Ding Yinglong to a desperate road where he was forced to fight.

"I knew you would come, but I didn't know you came so quickly. Ding Yinglong's body turned his head like lightning and flitted, his emotions were unprecedentedly complicated, for the decisive battle of life and death, was he regretful, was he excited?

It must be known that in the previous controversy over the Annihilation Chapter, it was he who had always had the initiative, not Tan Weiran.

In this battle, whoever has the initiative will have the first opportunity.

Having a name and origin is a major advantage. Ding Yinglong is clear, and he can calm down, just because the initiative is in his hands, he wants this decisive battle to be this time, he wants to be next time, this is his advantage.

Before Tan Weiran found him, this would have been his huge advantage. From the moment he stepped into Yingcheng today, all advantages were gone.

Ding Yinglong smiled bitterly, today, with the corpses of Wen Siyan and others, he was attracted to Yingcheng's trap, which is by no means clever, but it is fast and accurate enough, and the most important thing is that it is convenient and easy to work.

He Ding Yinglong was hunted down and killed by Tan Weiran here, which is an ironclad evidence.

"I always think that this is not a good time for you and me to fight a decisive battle. ”

Ding Yinglong said half a sentence, but was interrupted by Tan Weiran: "Ding Yinglong, don't make any more shows of weakness, this is very clumsy." Ding Yinglong's face turned red in an instant, and he was embarrassed and angry.

"I know very well from beginning to end, if you don't want to fight a decisive battle, you can rely on your cultivation to escape!" Tan Weiran chased like a wind, and the words that burst out of his mouth could be described as a flapping Ding Yinglong's face over and over.

It couldn't be more to the point.

Ding Yinglong's cultivation is a spiritual realm, if he really doesn't want to fight, he flies in the sky, and he runs on the ground, how long can he catch up?

Ding Yinglong's face was hot and painful, he really forgot about cultivation, and subconsciously didn't regard Tan Weiran as a real state......

After a while, there was silence again.

Chased all the way from Yingcheng to here, the distance was about eighty miles. Tan Weiran's expression did not move, calculating the distance in his heart, this distance is safe enough, with the cultivation of the two of them, the breath of fighting cannot be transmitted so far.

There can be such a tacit understanding between chasing and escaping, but because it is about the extinction chapter, neither of them wants to publicize it, let alone attract other strong people. Therefore, it is necessary to find a safe and reliable remote place to fight for the death.

At this time, he had been chasing and fleeing from Yingcheng for a long time, and had run for almost eighty miles. Tan Weiran calculated a little in his heart, and he knew that it was enough, and he suddenly accelerated in an instant. People have been like a ray of light, across the sky straight to Ding Yinglong.

Tan Weiran, who was turned into light in the corner of the mountain, was slashed and shattered with a sword, Ding Yinglong accelerated suddenly like a gust of wind, and turned around and smiled: "If you want to fight, you have to ask me what I mean." As you said, if I don't want to fight, what can you do!"

Tan Weiran stood on the branch, dressed in green clothes agitated in the wind, and said in a leisurely voice: "You want to lead me down and consume my true qi?"

Ding Yinglong looked stunned, and said lightly: "Today, it doesn't matter if anything else, you and I both know what each other wants, and we also know each other's identities and purposes." At this point, there is no point in talking about anything else. Only ......"

"The brave wins!"

Tan Weiran shook his body and moved, turning into countless afterimages, and it was already coming in the blink of an eye. Ding Yinglong condensed his strength, and instantly waved the treasure knife in his palm, and the sword light and sword shadow of the table tennis were intertwined into a brilliant and dazzling light.

In the light and shadow, Ding Yinglong's big smile was heard: "My cultivation is higher than yours, and my physical strength is stronger than yours, so you fight with me in close combat?"

A cloud of light is a lawn mower, and where it rolls, flowers, trees, and stones are all blown away. This light and shadow exploded suddenly, and Tan Weiran flew out of the sky with a muffled snort, continuously breaking the trees, grabbing the trunk of the tree, and taking off into the air.

Grabbing a tree vine and half-hanging on a steep hill, Tan Weiran kicked it and jumped up to the top of the mountain: "Today's battle is a narrow road encounter, either you die or I die, no matter how much you say, you can't disturb my mind." ”

"Ha Lu Ha, yes, that's great. This time, it's time to let go of the fight. Ding Yinglong laughed, the laughter echoed in the valley, and the person had turned into a ray of light and rushed over: "Those opponents in the martial arts conference are much more boring, and none of them can force my true strength out......"

"Talk about it, can you?"

Laughter with a hint of banter and ridicule filled the air, and Tan Weiran looked majestic, raising his hand was a sword, and the tip of the sword condensed the sword intent. In the blink of an eye, it was already intertwined with Ding Yinglong's sword!

The sword intent and sword intent were staggered, forming vertical and horizontal sword qi and sword qi beside the two of them, drawing traces around the ground.

Tan Weiran and Ding Yinglong's bodies were staggered, and where they shuttled, countless gravels and dust were suddenly stirred, and the places where the two fought fiercely exploded all the way, and the power was amazing.

Suddenly, Tan Weiran gradually struggled, and when the swords collided, the tiger's mouth felt a little numb, and he was secretly awe-inspiring.

Ding Yinglong practiced the skills of the Bright Dao, and his skills such as thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, in terms of their own subtlety, were not only not inferior to the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Sword, but were much better than the fine willow body and the fluttering steps.

The martial arts inheritance of the Bright Dao is much more profound and mysterious than that of the Xingtian Sect, and the upper limit is not at the same level. That is to say, Tan Weiran and Ding Yinglong are both very young, and they have just started on the road of immortal martial arts for not many years, so they seem to be about the same.

Otherwise, it is the same two people, each refining their own skills, and after a hundred years, the gap is absolutely obvious. A thousand years later, it's a world of difference. This has nothing to do with people, it is purely a matter of the martial arts inheritance of the Xingtian Sect being far inferior to the Bright Dao.

There was a soft sound, and Tan Weiran's expression moved slightly, it's bad!

This time, the swords collided in mid-air, pulling out a series of sparks!

It is not as good as talking about Weiran's cultivation, when there were almost no swords colliding before, and when there was an occasional collision, it was also under the control of Tan Weiran. This time, it is very different, it was deliberately designed by Ding Yinglong.

The moment a string of sparks burst out, Ding Yinglong showed a confident smile, and shouted fiercely: "Go!"

The sword body suddenly shook with a huge force, and it was difficult to make a difference in the case of Ding Yinglong's one-time reduction of ten meetings this time, and he had no choice but to urge the golden body, and he flew out of the body involuntarily.

Ding Yinglong's eyes suddenly froze: "What kind of sixth-order golden body do you hate the most!"

Shaking his body and moving, he chased forward like lightning, Ding Yinglong raised a fist, and a punch shook the air, and the fist intent exploded: "Octagonal hammer!"

The fist is just protruding from the eight knuckles, like eight horns, which is the octagonal hammer!

A hammer fist was released, and there was a faint vision of a giant hammer, which was like thunder!

At this moment, before Ding Yinglong's punch to catch up with him fell, his eyes had already changed greatly!

Flying upside down over the river, Tan Weiran slashed with a sword with a cold expression, and an incomparably magnificent terrifying purple sword spirit had swept through thousands of troops!

As soon as Ding Yinglong's expression changed, he was swept away by this purple torrent and slammed into the mountains hundreds of feet away!

(To be continued)

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