One hundred and fifty-nine

Everywhere, pervasive, invulnerable!

The power on Liu Yun's fist was so fierce and domineering that it was beyond imagination! The entire space was smashed into a pulp! All the colors and all the breath were completely covered, shrouded, and blocked by the fist shadow! At this moment, all that was left in everyone's eyes was the fist shadow that filled the space!

Trembling, trembling, dancing gently like the wind! The shadow of the fist is like the most dreamy and gorgeous scene, the most scorching glow! The space is trembling, the ring is trembling!

Audience, all the audience were shocked by the power of this punch! Their eyes widened, their mouths wide open, they almost suffocated!

Wu Song's pupils shrank sharply, it was too late to put away the sword, and it was too late to retreat, and his eyes were condensed.

All the fist shadows were instantly closed, fluttering all over the sky, and the fist shadows of the extreme sky were suddenly closed, and all the gorgeous, all the dazzling, and all the shocks instantly condensed on the ordinary and beautiful fist.

No one dares to ignore this ordinary punch!

Just by the sound of the fist wind that almost wants to puncture people's eardrums!

Wu Song's eyes narrowed into a slit fiercely, and he stared at the fist that was about to hit his chest, and the light in his small eyes burst out! The sword box behind his back suddenly opened! Automatically, as if a pair of invisible hands were manipulating, it opened suddenly!

Countless sword lights, massive sword qi instantly turned into the most violent storm tornado and swept wildly!

Sword shadows, layers upon layers of sword shadows, densely packed like tens of thousands of snakes that are crowded and entangled, make people's scalps tingle and shoot out from the sword box!

Piercing the sky, it became a terrible place! Piercing! Terrifying! Furious!

All the sword shadows instantly covered that ordinary fist, that fist that was so ordinary that it could shatter a mountain alive!

Liu Yun retreated wildly! At the next moment when countless sword shadows covered his fists! All the power on his fists was exhausted, and he was even about to be injured by these swords!

A wisp of bright red blood couldn't stop spilling out of the corner of his mouth, shocking!

When he gave up the sword, the fierce force on Wu Song's sword still uncontrollably attacked his body, and he was so strong that he could bear it, but he was still injured! Now, under the successive blows of countless immortal swords in the sword box, he finally couldn't help but spurt blood!

He doesn't have a magic weapon to line his hands, and he relies on his body in the fight, how can he not suffer?

Stopping his figure, he squinted his eyes and stared at Wu Song on the other side, and reached out to slowly wipe away the remaining red blood stains from the corners of his mouth. Around Wu Song, ninety-nine eighty-one immortal swords circled around him crazily, and countless lights and shadows were cut off, forming layers of shadows like a curtain around him. The mournful whistling sound was chaotic.

Liu Yun glanced at Xiao Tian on the stage sadly, Lao Xiao's face was red, don't turn your head and pretend that you didn't see anything, Liu Yun's mouth had a thick wry smile on the corner, Xiao Tian gave him a children's toy knife, the material is still so unbearable that he can't bear to look at directly, isn't this sincere to let him die?

Taking advantage of the moment when Liu Yun was distracted, and while he was trembling as he looked at the stands, Wu Song moved! He really took Liu Yun seriously, and he really regarded Liu Yun as an opponent! Otherwise, he would never have made an attack like a sneak attack!

Eighty-one swords quietly separated one and shot towards Liu Yun violently! The tip of the sword pierced the air, and the tip of the sword emptied the air and burned like air!

Liu Yun turned his head suddenly! His eyes flashed with coldness, his gaze was colder than the Immortal Sword! This was his instinct when facing an attack! This was his instinct that he couldn't tolerate his own danger!

The sleeve robe stretched out, and he reached out and pulled it into his sleeve!

A bow, as small as a finger growing in the wind, and when he pulls the bowstring, it becomes even bigger than the others!

An arrow, one by one, could be seen at a glance that its crude arrow was on the string, he pulled the bow fiercely, with the strength of his flesh, almost effortlessly pulled the bow, the bow was full moon, the next moment, the next moment he had released the string!

The arrow is as eager as a tide, like fire, like light!! the audience believes, everyone believes, this arrow has an unbearable power!

Lao Xiao's brows furrowed, and he trembled and stretched out his fingers: Bastard! Bastard!! dare to steal the magic weapon from the old man's treasured vault! Go back, I will definitely pick your skin when I go back! Criminal! It doesn't matter if you lose or win!

This bow is not very powerful, but it was left by the dead junior brother.

Mo Xiaohong looked at Liu Yun, a trace of doubt flashed on his face, what did he want to do, junior brother?

The arrow galloped, and the fairy sword stabbed violently! But Liu Yun overestimated himself too much! He mistakenly thought that he could penetrate Yang in a hundred steps! The real result was that the arrow did not hit the fairy sword that shot over!

A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he threw his fist again!

The fairy sword was smashed away by his furious fist force, and there was no doubt about it! After the brilliance on the fairy sword burst and scattered, it was violently blown away! His fist was too fierce and too strong!

That strong wind sweeping, that domineering sense of power, those heart-wrenching fierceness! No one would doubt the power of his fist!

The sword that had been knocked open was inserted into the edge of the ring, and the light Weng Ming trembled.

However, at the moment when Liu Yun's fist had just repelled the immortal sword, the two immortal swords once again separated from the sword curtain in front of Wu Song and shot towards Liu Yun!

Menacing! Fast as lightning! Unstoppable!! these two fairy swords will not be spared!

A trace of horror flashed in Liu Yun's eyes! These two immortal swords were more urgent, fierce, and violent than the one just now!

This time, he directly drew out three arrows and pulled the bowstring fiercely, and there was a deep unwillingness on his face!

He couldn't accept that his archery skills would be so bad! He couldn't accept that he could shoot like this!

The three arrows shot out again with a furious force! The sound of the violent tearing through the air was like a war drum in everyone's ears!

The audience stared at the three arrows and the two swords, they were looking forward to it, they believed that Fang Cai's arrow was just Liu Yun's mistake!

However, Liu Yun's arrow missed again!

All the audience couldn't bear to look at it and feel heartbroken! It turns out that this guy is really so unreliable! Even in such a fierce battle, it is still so unreliable, even if Fang has shown such a strong strength, it is still unreliable!

The audience burst into tears, the audience couldn't help but take off their stinky socks again, and the audience covered their faces with their hands.

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