Chapter 130: On the Sword (5)

There are no less than 100 moves to fight to the death, and Luo Rulie and Ye Chengyuan have a tendency to run out of strength.

When the momentum began to fall, the guns and swords in the hands of the two stopped, and the two figures who were entangled suddenly pulled apart, facing each other from afar.

At this time, the murderous aura of the two of them had already been restrained, as if they had disappeared, but in fact, they were brewing a truly terrifying offensive.

Luo Rulie's lower plate has been firmly established, and the black spear is the same as when he killed Lu Mingfeng, falling to his waist and hand, and it is obvious that he is going to use that shocking shot.

This side was about to use a killing move, but Ye Chengyuan didn't fall at all, his body stood straight, his feet were slightly pointed, a sword in his hand was obliquely in front of him, the sword trick was drawn out, and a killing intent was slowly revealed.

Seeing this, I have a feeling in my heart that these two guys can be said to be talented, and the swords and guns in their hands have been trained to a very high level, even if they only have the strength of the early stage of the Xiaocheng realm, they can already fight the high stage of the Xiaocheng realm.

From Ye Chengyuan, I remembered several people, Jing Shou who was the first in the shadow, Yao Lingyun who was the second in the shadow, and Fang Ziyu who was the third.

The three of them are still above Ye Chengyuan in the shadow ranking, and they think that some of their strength and talents are even higher than Ye Chengyuan's.

It's a pity that their luck was a little worse, they had already hit my hands, and they were crushed and killed by me with my strength, and no talent or qualification was revealed.

No way, they deserve to be unlucky!

When Ye Chengyuan and Luo Rulie's momentum collided in one place, I seemed to have foreseen the result of this collision, both of them were defeated and died together.

Maybe they themselves have an idea of the result, but they are already ready to shoot and have to send it.

"Kill!"

There was a burst of shouts in their mouths at the same time, and the two of them rushed towards the middle together.

The spear shook, the black light bursted, like a black dragon jumping, the power was incomparable, the soft sword shook, the sword light was awe-inspiring, just like the white dragon swinging its tail, unstoppable.

Seeing that the two were about to collide in one place, the black and white kid still made a move.

The figure jumped out, flashing in the light, and it had already appeared between Ye Chengyuan and Luo Rulie, with both palms on both sides, and two strengths spewed out.

Seeing that the situation had changed, Luo Rulie and Ye Chengyuan were not ambiguous at all, the swords and guns in their hands were rolled up, and no matter who was in front of them, they struck a violent blow.

Their offensive may not be bad, but on the black and white side, it is really not enough to see.

The black and white split palm used the Wuji that was used before, and the soft momentum waved, and the frenzied offensive of Ye Chengyuan and Luo Rulie was instantly dissolved and dissipated into nothing.

Not only that, the strength was directly dissolved, Luo Rulie and Ye Chengyuan turned red at the same time, the sword and gun in their hands were loosened, their bodies flew out, and blood spurted out of their mouths.

Hit the ground hard, and the two of them spurted blood from their mouths again, but they immediately got up, sat down cross-legged, and ran internal breath to self-recuperate.

Defeating the two, the black and white kid calmly returned his arms from both sides to his front, his infinite strength dispersed, and his whole body calmed down.

"Who else?"

When Hei Bai shot to defeat Ye Chengyuan and Luo Rulie, preventing them from dying together, Ji Qianjue just watched, with an inexplicable smile on his face, without speaking, and without looking angry.

It seemed that they were frightened by the strong defeat of black and white, and none of the people present spoke at once.

After waiting for a while, Black and White continued to ask a second voice, "Who else?"

Asked a second time, still no one spoke.

At this time, Luo Rulie and Ye Chengyuan reluctantly suppressed the injury, opened their eyes, stood up and looked at Hei Bai, and didn't say anything.

The two of them are not stupid, they naturally know that Hei Bai is doing this to save their lives, and they are defused by Hei Bai's strongest offensive with one palm, and they also know that they are far from being the opponent of Hei Bai, what else can they say.

He continued to ask a third voice, "Who else?"

Now, someone finally spoke, it was a middle-aged man in the middle of the Xiaocheng realm.

"Boy, in the competition, you still made a sneak attack, don't you think you are too shameless!"

Standing up, this guy didn't know which tendon was wrong, and he actually started to ask the teacher.

When he did this, I actually wanted to ask him, Luo Rulie and Ye Chengyuan on both sides didn't say anything, what are you fooling around here!

Black and white are also not badly cultivated, looking at this person, smiling and silent.

The person who was questioned by Xingshi didn't answer, and this guy didn't want to say anything, so he said angrily: "My name is Zhou Bo, come on!"

After speaking, he put his hands in a posture, put his two hands in front of him, wiped his legs to the side, and tied the lower coil steadily, a kind of unchanged appearance to respond to all changes.

I have to say that his posture is still okay, but in front of the Dacheng realm like black and white, this is a bit like a child's play.

Don't talk nonsense with this guy, the black and white figure moved forward, flashed away, and when he appeared, he was already on Zhou Bo's back, and at the same time a palm was printed on his back.

With a bang, just like Luo Rulie and the two, Zhou Bo spurted blood from his mouth, flew out, and fell heavily to the ground.

The black and white attack is very measured, and it will not hurt their lives, but it is enough to make them unable to fight again during this time.

Seeing that the middle section of the Xiaocheng realm was slapped by a black and white palm, the audience was silent, and after a while, a few Xiaocheng realms were surprised and said, "Sword base realm?"

Because black and white are pretending to be pigs and eating tigers at this time, the strength of the Dacheng realm is not released at all, except for people like me and Ji Qianjue, others really don't know the depth of black and white.

His eyes swept over everyone, and he said in a black and white voice: "Who else?"

At this time, there was a guy from the Xiaocheng realm who was bold and asked loudly: "I don't know if Your Excellency is in the Sword Base Realm?"

In the face of his inquiry, Black and White smiled and did not speak, and there was a sense of mystery and unpredictability.

Seeing this scene, those Xiaocheng realms are afraid that they have already made up their minds that black and white are the sword base realm.

After a while, Black and White spoke up again and said, "Who else?"

As soon as the words fell, an old man in the middle of the real sword base realm jumped out and said with a smile: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and one wave is stronger than the other, it's really good! ”

This is an old man in a simple robe, with snow hair, no long things, and two sleeves with a breeze, and he should be on his fists and feet.

Standing in front of Hei Bai, the old man smiled and said, "Little doll, how about the old decay Fang Ying come to ask for two tricks?"

Black and white arched his hand to the old man Fang Ying, and said with a smile: "Senior, please!"

"Good!"

Without any ambiguity, Fang Ying twisted his hands in front of him, and his whole body moved vigorously, as if he wanted to play something similar to the black and white hand Wuji.

Seeing this scene, Hei Bai was not in a hurry at all, his hands were still by his side, waiting for Fang Ying's move to come.

In this scene, in the eyes of others, they may feel that black and white are too arrogant, and they don't take the old-timers in their eyes, I just laughed and said nothing, a Dacheng realm against a sword base realm in the middle of the realm, this should be humble.

If you let Hei Bai follow, I'm afraid that Fang Ying won't be able to make a move, and he will be defeated by Hei Bai with a thunderous momentum.

It is not a simple matter to fight across the realm, and with the training level of the elder brother without a trace, it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen to Hei Bai.

Even now, I can only say that I can suppress black and white, if I and he do our best, if we have to divide the winner, my certainty of winning is only a little more than sixty percent.

"Dahua Palm, Dao Palm!"

With his palms fiddling in front of him, Fang Ying said this, as if the move he was going to use had something to do with the Dahua Palm.

Except for seeing the Dahua Palm in the hands of the Twelve Dragons, no one in the rivers and lakes has ever used the Dahua Palm, and Fang Ying's Dao Palm should be the Dahua Palm, but not the Dahua Palm.

It seems that he should have some chance to come into contact with the Dahua Palm that may be incomplete, and then realize a set of Dao Palms from it.

The palm of the hand is getting faster and faster, and a kind of meaning that seems to be natural is born in it, making his set of palms feel a little seamless.

When I sensed this, I couldn't help but nod in my heart, it was worthy of the existence of the sword base realm, and sure enough, none of them were simple goods.

When the move in his hand was basically completed, his body began to move, his hand remained unchanged, and his feet were already approaching the black and white side step by step.

Although he walked through step by step, his footwork was not so simple, and although the steps he took seemed small, he could move a long distance in one step.

Soon, he came to the front of Black and White, and his palms were also raised at this time, one after the other, and struck towards Black and White's body.

Fang Ying had already made a move, and Hei Bai then put the two hands up, and slowly swept up from below with one hand, making a simple hand-waving motion.

Between the two, there was already a kind of strength, even if they didn't touch, Fang Ying's hand was still swept away by black and white.

One hand was pushed aside, Fang Ying's old face was shocked, and the other hand went up and slapped it towards the black and white chest.

The black and white hand also moved, and it was an extremely simple one, and Fang Ying's hand was pushed aside again.

was dissolved by black and white again, Fang Ying's face was already full of incomprehension, he didn't understand, he didn't understand how black and white did it.

However, Fang Ying didn't just hit it like this, the arm that was broken first shook and the loose sleeves snapped around the arm, turning into an iron arm.

With a slam of his arm, it was completely different from the original softness, and a violent and fierce punch was punched, and it was smashed towards the black and white chest.

Fang Ying's hand, I have heard of it, inch strong, in an instant, the original soft power can become fierce and domineering, unmatched.

Even so, I'm not worried about black and white at all, if he blocks such an attack, then he will really be embarrassed.

The hands that let go were closed in the middle, still the same kind of softness, but black and white forcibly clamped the iron fist that was only a few inches away from his chest.

Black and white suddenly came to this hand, Fang Ying immediately chose to pull his arm back, he was already working frantically, and even the green tendons on his neck surfaced, and he still couldn't withdraw it.

At this point, he seemed to have accepted the facts, gave up this arm, shook his other hand, shook his sleeve, and threw it towards the black and white waist with a thud.

This seems to be a very simple flick of the sleeves, but I still look solemn, this Fang Ying is really not simple, he has studied the rigidity and softness quite deeply, and this flick has the taste of flowing clouds and iron sleeves.

The extremely soft sleeves were suddenly thrown as hard as iron, and their own softness did not go, but with softness to rigidity, it was better than the general sleeve throwing technique.

If he is thrown on his waist by this flowing cloud iron sleeve, it will definitely be uncomfortable in the black and white Dacheng realm, after all, the opponent is also a very powerful sword base realm in the middle stage.

Just as I was watching how Hei Bai changed his moves, his hands holding Fang Ying's iron arm were divided outward, and the softness in front of him suddenly magnified, and the violent Liuyun Iron Sleeve was also blocked by him at once.

As soon as the palm changed, a kind of Tai Chi flavor was played between the arms stretched out, and finally the two hands turned into palms and entered from both sides of Fang Ying's iron arm, and the middle palace went straight in.

When his hands fell on Fang Ying's chest, Fang Ying's strength collapsed, and he snorted even more in his mouth, and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, black and white just stopped their efforts and did not pursue.

Fang Ying got up from the ground later, smiled bitterly and arched his hand to Hei Bai, and said: "Thank you for your mercy!

The light smile on the black and white face remained unchanged, and the other party slightly bowed his hand, "The seniors are good to go, don't send it!"

In this way, Fang Ying walked away generously, and the top one hundred and eight were directly missing a sword base realm!

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To be continued...... [.]