Without answering, Master Likong was silent, which made the people present even more suspicious. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He knew that this was Su Bingnan's trick.

If a master makes a move, his own strength can only be regarded as a part of determining the outcome of the victory. There are many factors that can affect the final victory, and the mentality factor is also very important.

A strong person who has been immersed in the snap finger realm for many years may not be able to defeat the general who has gone through the bloody storm and first entered the snap finger realm.

In a real life-and-death battle, mentality, strength, and even luck will determine the final victory.

Master Likong knew that it was not good, and even though he tried to keep his mind calm and unaffected, at this moment, his heart was still flustered.

Because his Prajna palm is indeed a secret, a secret that cannot be revealed.

Feeling himself, the perfectly condensed qi of his body stagnated for a moment, and the Likong mage immediately made a decision, raised his momentum to the peak again, and reached out to Su Bingnan without hesitation.

This palm is also unreserved, only offensive and not defensive.

When it comes to the realm of the Void Mage, any move can be at his fingertips, but he seems to have forgotten it, and simply pushes it out with one palm, causing the air to vibrate, like a heavenly dragon roaring, and the momentum is violent.

Su Bingnan didn't retreat, he couldn't retreat, he had raised his spirit to the extreme, and if he retreated, he would lose all his efforts.

In a battle of life and death, don't worry too much about life and death. If you want to reap, you have to gamble.

Su Bingnan slashed out with a sword, slashing directly at the neck of the Likong mage.

Injuries for injuries, who is afraid?

The sword was like a silver dragon, and it was like a lightning bolt in the nine heavens, and it exploded out of thin air, shooting towards the Likong mage.

The two of them didn't say a word, completely abandoned their defensive moves, and crossed the distance of five or six zhang in an instant, hitting each other fiercely.

The Void Mage leaned back as he stabbed him with his sword, and Nameless slit his throat, slicing his trachea, bringing up a few wisps of blood, before moving away to the side, unable to attack again.

Su Bingnan's face changed drastically, and he sensed the chaos caused by Master Likong's Prajna Palm in his body, and the organs in his body shook in an instant, and even collided with each other.

Holding back the injury caused by this palm, Su Bingnan flicked his right foot to the ground, and his left foot shot out like a praying mantis, kicking at the chest of the Likong mage.

Raising his right hand, the half-crippled palm of Master Likong took the next kick, and the two sides stepped back again, looking at each other from a distance.

Su Bingnan's expression remained unchanged, but there were huge waves in his heart, he couldn't imagine that he would not be able to gain the upper hand with the advantage of weapons. The momentum that has been raised to the extreme cannot kill the Void Mage in one go.

He made a mistake and underestimated the heroes of the world, and he thought that the Likong mage was declining. Now it's not half as bad as himself.

Master Likong's face was ugly, he couldn't imagine that he had been stained with blood these days, and he had personally tortured and killed dozens of people alive, gathering boundless killing intent. At this time, it was just a draw with Su Bingnan.

The trachea of his neck had been severed, but Master Likong seemed unaffected, gently holding his finger over the torn neck and feeling the air hissing with his breathing.

As long as it is not a major artery in the neck, with his cultivation, this kind of injury does not need to be treated at all, and it will naturally heal automatically.

Generally, if the man's breath pipe is cut, as long as the treatment is timely, it will not be life-threatening.

However, Master Likong felt the injury in his lungs and forced himself to cough. With Su Bingnan's sword just now, the sword qi invaded down the trachea, and it had already injured the lungs.

Su Bingnan ignored the injuries in his body that could not be suppressed, and once again killed the Likong mage without hesitation.

With a breath of qi, the internal force of the whole body runs to the extreme, and the eight veins of the strange meridians in the body, and the twelve meridians are galloping. With a long roar, Su Bingnan leaned on the eye of heaven and touched a mysterious and mysterious meaning, and rushed towards the Likong mage.

At this moment, the people watching the battle could only see two afterimages, and the two were staggered in an instant, and the injuries were even more serious after separation.

Bang!

After the loud noise, Su Bingnan didn't care and pounced on the Likong mage again.

In just three moves, the two of them have moved more than 20 zhang to one side, out of the ring, and the people watching the battle can't capture the complete action at all, they can only chase the wind and catch the shadow, and look at the shadow farther and farther away.

The two shadows always collided hard together, and then separated again.

The loud noise continued to explode, like thunder resounding through the sky, and after just a few breaths, the two had disappeared from people's eyes.

Their battlefield has been uncontrolled, on the rooftops, on the ground, on the streets.

Thundered!

One hut couldn't stand the power of the two and collapsed, becoming a pile of ruins.

At the moment of separation in the eighth fight, Su Bingnan choked on blood and laughed: "Mage, even if you beat Ren Wushuang back then, it is impossible for you to achieve the supreme path. ”

As if touching the hidden wound in his heart, Master Likong let out a ventriloquist and shouted angrily: "Hmph, what do you know, when my momentum was raised to the extreme, I won again and again, and I have already touched the edge of the Supreme Dao, if I let me win three more times, I will definitely be able to win the Supreme Dao!"

Su Bingnan sighed and said: "Since ancient times, all the powerhouses of the Supreme Dao have come from the Central Plains, and you also want to win the Supreme Dao and create history?

Master Likong was furious: "Who said I can't, if it weren't for the lack of chance, I would already be a powerhouse in the top few of the Heavenly Machine List now, where is your turn to talk to me." ”

Su Bingnan laughed: "Poor and pitiful." The Likong mage who used to be in the realm of heaven and man was so naïve. ”

Without waiting for Master Likong to refute, Su Bingnan continued: "Don't you know that thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground? The realm of heaven and man, the realm of not bad, and the realm of snapping fingers represent God, will, and qi respectively. But the way is far from simple. Even if you won a thousand times, ten thousand times, you wouldn't be able to win the top!"

"If you have practiced the Silent Mouth Meditation, why do you repeatedly disobey it and speak in ventriloquism?

Master Likong was silent, unable to refute.

Su Bingnan's words undoubtedly pierced the wound he had been careful not to touch for twenty years.

He has always been haunted by the events of that year, thinking that if Ren Wushuang did not destroy his accumulated momentum, he would definitely be able to break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and reach the realm of the Supreme Dao.

At this moment, Master Likong's calm and waveless mentality once again made waves, which was even more difficult to calm down than the secret that Su Bingnan had broken through the "Prajna Palm" before.

Su Bingnan looked at the enemy's complicated expression, and moved instantly, stepping on the earth, like a flying streamer, holding the "nameless" tightly with his right hand, splitting, chopping, intercepting, teasing, picking, hooking, and stabbing ...... The basic sword moves are constantly being used, setting off a flood of flowers.

The sword moves that have been practiced again and again for countless years are recalled in my heart, and the feeling of a little boy holding a sword for the first time comes to my heart again.

In the ninth sword, Su Bingnan rushed towards the Likong mage.

Master Likong adjusted instantly, and waved his left hand towards Su Bingnan again.

Suddenly, the Likong mage was stunned for a moment, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

Su Bingnan used his palm with his left hand and struck at him with the long sword.

This palm ...... Ren Wushuang!