Chapter 62: Iron Legs

Back to the ring

The disciple of the Murong family, whose mouth and nose were oozing blood, had a very depressed expression, and said with an unhappy face: "I lost!"

It turned out that the consumption of the battle just now was very huge, so that this Murong disciple did not have much internal strength. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 There is not much left of the internal force, and there is no capital to fight against the righteous heart.

Exhaled a long breath, Zhengxin also smiled and said, "You can force me to this level, the Dou Zhuan Xing that you have cultivated is really powerful." ”

"Hehe, each other, but your sword intent is also too terrifying, I am not your opponent, but my senior brother is not an opponent when you come, I can't practice at home!" The Murong family disciple also replied.

After speaking, this disciple of the Murong family jumped out of the ring.

The game still continues, and the powerful people who played in all the games just now are the disciples of the Murong family, and it is difficult for geniuses to appear among the rangers, after all, martial arts, weapons, tonics, and food can't keep up, if you can't keep up, it is very difficult to cultivate advanced martial arts, as the saying goes, poor scholars, rich martial arts. This shows that martial arts training requires a lot of cost.

Think about it! You are exerting superior martial arts and bursting out of fifteen layers of internal force, and the other party can only use basic martial arts and burst out of ten layers of internal force, how can he be the opponent of a sect genius?

Therefore, it is very difficult to appear a young genius in the rangers, and of course this is not absolute!

No, there was a genius in the Ranger side who found the right heart.

This person is extremely steady in the game, and the pace of getting into the ring is not hurried, showing his master's demeanor.

This person smiled slightly, and said to Zhengxin: "Under the iron leg, please advise!"

Zhengxin saw that this person also put away his underestimation and nodded. This person is still quite jealous of the person who has come to power, this person is completely different from the person who generally wants to come to the stage to ask for advice, this person has full confidence, as if he has already won!

Putting aside the reaction of everyone in the ring, this iron leg is also a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, and naturally many people are indispensable to talk about it!

In the midst of the discussion, we still looked at the ring.

In the ring, the two stood about fifty paces apart.

It may be that he felt that Zhengxin was not easy to deal with, and Iron Leg did not relax his vigilance, his right leg was slightly raised, and a very strong momentum was integrated into his body, and suddenly, the air above the ring was abnormal, and the wind swept away, as if the wind also followed the momentum of Iron Leg!

On the other side, Zhengxin looked calm, as if nothing could make it ripple. A white Kunlun inner courtyard disciple's robe, the clothes were hunting under the wind, like a lonely boat in the stormy waves, but when Zhengxin held the long sword in his hand, the situation on the field suddenly changed, on the ring, which wind was all halved by Zhengxin's sword intent, the momentum on the iron leg side was amazing, the wind was surging, but there was no movement on Zhengxin's side! Only Zhengxin stood in place and did not move! This is a contest between momentum, and ordinary people can't understand what is happening at all!

"Look, the momentum of the two people on the field is really amazing! I think this Zhengxin will definitely not be able to win this iron leg this time, after all, the iron leg has just come on the field, and Zhengxin has already experienced so many battles, I don't think his internal strength can keep up!" said a disciple.

There are so many battles that are costly for Zhengxin, but it is more of a physical exertion than an internal exertion of internal strength!

The profound internal strength of Xuantian Wuji Gong really adds a lot of confidence to this righteous battle!

The voices of everyone in the audience will not talk about it for the time being!

Above the ring

Drink!

A thunderous shout sounded, and the iron leg was full of momentum and finally kicked out, kicking the general trend of heaven and earth for his own use, and kicking to the position where the heart was located.

Touch!

With a sound, the peace on the side of Zhengxin in the ring was also broken, and the fierce wind erupted with a terrifying momentum and swept in, blowing so that the disciples who were not onlookers could not stand steadily.

"Broken!"

Zhengxin shouted softly, and in the void, a sword aura flashed, and the momentum of the iron leg was like a deflated ball, self-defeating!

Iron Legs' confident expression disappeared, he didn't expect this sword intent to be so powerful, even more powerful than a first-class master realm swordsman he had faced before. This is the most powerful swordsman he has ever fought against. The momentum that he has practiced for a long time is so vulnerable in front of him, it seems that there is only hard work.

Ha!

The iron legs shouted, the whole person rose from the ground, the strong momentum between the heaven and the earth was integrated into the leg strength, and the position of the power of the leg after the leg was located, the body was light and agile, and the leg momentum was like a mountain and a sea.

The surrounding space is surging, the air flow is unpredictable by this momentum, which countless leg strength falls, and it has evolved into an infinite artistic conception, is this the true meaning of martial arts about leg kung fu?

Zhengxin watched the fall of the leg strength that showed the true intent of martial arts, his face remained unchanged, his expression was unwavering, and his hand was indeed not flustered, this long sword slashed, and dozens of swords were stabbed out in an instant, each sword was rich in the sharp sword intent of Zhengxin.

The sword intent is sharp and invisible, as if it is about to tear apart the space in front of it!