As soon as the referee announced the start of the final game, the center of the court suddenly became dark, as if dusk had passed and night was approaching.

Ning Zitong's figure immediately became extremely faint, wandering in such a "world" as if he were illusory, as if he had returned to his own country.

Her style of play at this time is diametrically opposed to before, no longer frantically pressing, relying on the excellence of her body to dodge or fight in an instant, not leaving the enemy a chance to breathe, but like a seasoned and professional assassin, she is careful to maneuver, hide herself first, be patient, rely on maneuvering and waiting to find an opportunity to hit a hit, so that the opponent does not dare to relax in the slightest.

This is the mainstream way of playing in the "dark part"!

It was only at this time that Lou Cheng understood the real reason why Lu Yan let Ning Zitong play last, in the case of a hard fight, serious decline in all aspects, and some injuries, a similar style of play is indeed an excellent choice to win.

No matter how tired or bad it is, as long as there is still a fight, it is possible for the "shadow" warriors to succeed in a sneak attack and reverse the situation!

In the darkness all around, Peng Leyun did not rush to make a move, nor did he concentrate on tracking the traces of the "ghost king", but half-closed his eyes, as if sensing something, and turned a deaf ear to the "killing shadows" or "illusions" that appeared around him from time to time, and was not confused.

Ten seconds later, another "phantom" protruded, and his five fingers opened and grabbed his vest.

At this moment, Peng Leyun's eyes suddenly opened, and the Dao essence gathered inside, brightening as if the sun was coming.

Smack!

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, completely illuminating the darkness nearby, and the "phantom" faded away from the blur and falsehood, revealing Ning Zitong's glamorous and generous face.

Peng Leyun took a small step forward diagonally, kicked the ground, twisted his ankles, straightened his calves, and twisted his knees back, so that the strength was intertwined, and the muscles in his lower back and other places were built up.

In this move, he used a variety of power methods at the same time, but they all blended together in perfect coordination, allowing the explosion to converge into a torrent.

Bang! Peng Leyun was like a giant swallowing thunder, twisting his waist and swinging his back, half-turned his body, raised his arm, and threw a punch to the side and back, smashing it on Ning Zitong's "ghost claw".

Between the lightning and the fire, Ning Zitong suddenly turned his wrist, accompanied by the small sinking of his waist, turned his grasp into a support, and blocked the blow half-unloaded and half-squared, avoiding the damage caused by the hard bridge and the hard horse, but he also stopped his smooth footwork.

Peng Leyun took advantage of the momentum to pull back his arm and turned to the other side, his body was tall, his joints were open, and it was another thunder god blow, accompanied by flickering arcs and violent silver white!

Ning Zitong didn't have time to dodge, so he could only lean back suddenly, clench his right fist, and pry it up to pick and beat!

Bang!

There was an explosion on the spot, and the silver and white streams overflowed, and black shadows suddenly scattered on Ning Zitong's body, flying in all directions, like beautiful butterflies fluttering, carrying Peng Leyun's thunder and power away, and strangely eliminating almost all the attack power!

This move, Lou Cheng also encountered when he fought with the "Night Bat", it was the opponent's hole card to save his life, but compared with Ning Zitong, his skills were still too rough and too green, and after the "flying black shadow" took away the hostile force, he still left his own figure in place, isn't this a live target?

Ning Zitong disappeared now, as if hiding in a certain black shadow and a certain "butterfly" to take advantage of the chaos and leave, scattering in a hurry, deceitful, demonic, strange, and strange.

"Sister Ning is worthy of being a senior title powerhouse...... Today's 'Taoist' didn't make much waves, he went all out at the beginning, and completely fought with a weak and strong attitude...... "Lou Cheng looked at it slightly, and while predicting the next development according to the form, he confirmed his own ideas from feedback and distinguished right from wrong.

Seeing that the "black shadows" were scattered in all directions, and condensed in the distance, converging into one, Peng Leyun was not depressed, raised his hands calmly, and high-fived inward.

When Lou Cheng thought that he would hear the thunderbolt on a sunny day, this gassho set off a squib, and "beckoned" a dark cloud in silence, covering the place where the "butterflies" gathered.

A few green thunderbolts are like old trees, clamouring down, covering the black shadows inside.

The light was shining brightly, and the "phantom" distorted and dissipated, just like the yin and evil that came out of the ghost gate met the natural nemesis of the most yang and strong, but at this moment, Huo Ran behind Peng Leyun stood out a figure, it was Ning Zitong, the "Queen Luo" whose face was covered by darkness and whose whole body was ethereal and illusory!

Those "butterflies" who regathered turned out to be her bait!

The name of "Ghost King", when the real name is true, the real illusion is difficult to distinguish, and the traps and loopholes also seem to have me, I have you, so that the opponent is invincible!

With a tightness in his heart, Peng Leyun immediately sank his waist and popped forward, and at the same time, he closed his palms again and collided again.

Bang!

A thunderclap exploded on the ground, which shook Lou Cheng and the others a little tinnitus and dizziness, but Ning Zitong seemed to be blocked in his ears and closed his spirit, unheard of, unaffected!

She is like a real ghost, stepping on the brilliance, chasing closely behind Peng Leyun, making the distance between each other smaller and smaller.

Peng Leyun pulled his palms apart, dragged out a purple thunder blade as thin as a cicada's wings, and then forcibly twisted his waist, half-turned his body, and aimed at the enemy.

During the high-speed chase, although Ning Zitong had already noticed it, he did not dodge, but only turned sideways, and swayed the wind.

Poof! The blunt knife entered the flesh, her shoulders to her chest were swirled with purple lightning, the flesh was scarred, the smell of burnt was full, and the injury was not light, and seizing this opportunity, she suddenly shook off her hair, letting the black silk out of the last restraints, like countless soft whips, swishing Peng Leyun.

She actually trained her hair into a "weapon"!

Three thousand troubled silks, gloomy ecstasy whip!

Bang Bang, Peng Leyun's arms and the clothes behind his side shattered, revealing blood marks that began to swell and blacken, and the severe pain was like a torrent, which collapsed and rushed to his brain.

The "dark part" is poisonous and painful!

As if the scalp had been pierced by the tip of a needle, Peng Leyun directly sprayed a thin silver and white thunderbolt, shining on the area, which not only burned the poison of the electric shock, but also paralyzed and cut off the transmission of pain signals.

Ning Zitong was unforgiving, and launched a crazy attack, as if the opponent could capsize in the wind and waves in the next second, but Peng Leyun did not panic, or "punish on behalf of the sky", or "Nine Heavens and Together", fists and feet were used, skillfully connected, and stubbornly defended.

Ning Zitong, who had fought hard, was difficult to attack for a long time, and as soon as he eased, he immediately encountered a counterattack, and was suppressed by the opponent's fierce and unpretentious thunder hammer, pressing forward step by step, and finally pulled out the distance and swam away again.

At this point, the battle entered the most tragic and white-hot stage, one of them was poisoned, one was wounded, one was slightly weaker, and the other was tired, and it seemed that the winner would be separated at any time.

Lou Cheng and the others watched intently, their hearts hung up, and they watched the development with a little apprehension, sometimes feeling that Peng Leyun couldn't withstand Ning Zitong's next wave of raids, and sometimes they were worried that the "ghost king" would be difficult to get out of contact with and be connected to "death" by the opponent's thunderstorm moves.

Whoever wins will be the ultimate winner today, and even the final winner this year!

The battle that hung on a line lasted for several minutes, and when the audience was flustered or short of breath, or their hearts were pounding, Lou Cheng found that Peng Leyun seemed to have carefully selected the place where he landed every time, and it looked like he was going to lead Ning Zitong into the area of stride electrocution, but in fact, he always slipped by accident.

"It's a bit of a problem...... Lou Cheng stared at it, looking for clues before recalling.

As soon as his thoughts flashed, the form of the field suddenly changed!

Peng Leyun took a step back and stepped on the broken contact point of one of the high-voltage wires.

Smack!

All the similarities were instantaneous, and the arcs that should have been channeled into the earth burst back in unison, bursting out with the last and most dazzling brilliance, and the line that stretched to the top of the mountain caught fire, cutting off the follow-up.

The arcs took Ning Zitong as the "core", and they curled up inward, like a petal lotus flower about to close!

Ning Zitong's footwork was subtle, she found a gap, and flashed out at high speed, but in front of her, there was an additional figure, a thunder giant figure that supported the world and the ground!

Peng Leyun stretched his limbs, bulged his muscles, became extremely tall, and used his arm as a giant hammer, surrounded by the Dao "Thunder Seal", and suddenly pulled out his fist.

The fist emerged into darkness, channeling all the arcs and transforming into an aura of destruction.

After the splendid is eternal silence, and the glorious past is shattered!

Lou Cheng's eyes darkened, and he heard the sound of his own heart.

"Taoist" This kid has learned to be cunning......

will be suspicious and troubled......

can use the ultimate at the most appropriate time, instead of being forced to helplessness......

He's not going to win like that, is he?

In a flash of thought, Lou Cheng suddenly saw the light, and saw the light in the extreme darkness, like a volcano erupting, or the sun jumping out of the clouds!

A ray of light separated from the pitch black, and a palm as white as jade was held with five fingers, pressing on Peng Leyun's fist as if it contained heaven and earth.

Thundered!

In the deafening sound, the natural environment returned to the afternoon, and the two figures flew out upside down, Ning Zitong's whole body was in tatters, smoking green smoke, all the muscles in his body were twitching, Peng Leyun's arm bones were fragmented, there was blood bleeding from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, trembling all over his body when he landed, he was unsteady on his feet, and he staggered.

Seeing this scene, Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment, and there was a feeling that the "Taoist priest" had stepped on the trap.

Sister Ning seemed to be waiting for his final blow!

Starting from the "Dark Department", what did you understand from the Yuqing Chapter of the "Forbidden Department"?

The "Taoist priest" did not wave, but capsized in a scheme......

At this time, Ning Zitong reluctantly made a strong hug, pounced on Peng Leyun, and after a combo, she grabbed the opponent and threw it to the ground.

Bang! The smoke and dust rose and a deep pit emerged, and Peng Leyun lay inside, almost unconscious.

Ning Zitong took his last breath, pointed his finger into a sword, and pointed at the enemy's eyebrows.

The referee looked at it from afar and hurriedly raised his hand:

"In the fifth game, Ning Zitong won!"

"In the end, the Dragon Tiger Club wins!"

Before Lou Cheng could rise to joy, a figure jumped out in front of him, and Lu Yan ran with an exaggerated fist, with a sense of provocation, not at all like a middle-aged and elderly man in his forties and fifties.