The two went back and forth, and the fight was lively, but it was purely lively, and compared to the previous battle, the level dropped too much at once.

It's not that they are not excellent, but the sect masters are not here to see this kind of excitement, but the monks who are watching are very enthusiastic, after all, compared to the previous battle that is so oppressive that it is a kind of enjoyment, this kind of battle is more lively.

Especially Zhang Xiaopang's funny, while slapping his mouth, he still had broken thoughts, and he really made Shen Zhenhai cry and laugh angrily, he didn't have seen a master, but his strength reached this point, and it was really rare to still look like a gangster.

Shen Zhenhai was not in a hurry, the sword formation was firmly controlled, waiting for Zhang Xiaojiang's attack, he knew that this fat man's patience was not very good.

Sure enough, seeing that Shen Zhenhai's suppressive attack was weakening, the fat man slipped out of the smoke, and the burst bow light was four hundred and ninety-six and shattered, and when it came time to make a ruthless move, the fat man would definitely not show mercy.

Rumble......

Burst Bow Burst.

Shen Zhenhai turned around in an instant, the long sword in his hand drew a sword screen of three hundred and sixty degrees, and he pinched the magic trick in his left hand, and suddenly the wind howled.

Whirlwind Sword Screen!

The burst arrows unfurled, but they were blocked as they approached the Whirlwind Sword screen.

There is a way to restrain any move, but some people can find it, and some people can't find it.

What is a famous family, in that long time, it is really well-informed, and there are basically everything in the moves and spells, it depends on how much the disciple can learn and how much he can play, which is a kind of heritage.

The exploding arrow that the fat man relied on to survive was broken so easily.

Head-on, Zhang Xiaopang quickly flashed, like a frightened fat rabbit, Shen Zhenhai burst violently, and instantly pursued Zhang Xiaojiang, this is not a wild, not an infinite space to dodge.

Before Shen Zhenhai could make a second pounce, Zhang Xiaojiang fled again, but Shen Zhenhai in the air only shook a little.

A false trick scared Zhang Xiaopang away. To be honest, Shen Zhenhai admired the strength and domineering of the Templar disciples, but apart from this little fat man, how could he get into such a guy. Is it just talent?

Although the talent is good, but the four hundred and ninety-six collapse of a piece of stinky meat spoils a pot of soup, strength and will are the most important, just having a good talent, without guts, is even more contemptible.

Shen Zhenhai's sword was raised, and Yuan Li continued to pour in. The mind unfolded, enveloping the entire Doufa platform, and every move of the Doufa platform was incorporated into his feelings, and at this level, the mind should be combined with the Yuan Force, this is the realm.

After a few breaths, Shen Zhenhai suddenly opened his eyes, and the sword qi blasted out.

Rumble......

The ground unfolded, and Zhang Xiaojiang was blasted out in embarrassment. Running on the ground.

There is no heroism at all, and the Templar disciples in front of them are domineering even if they lose. This......

The domineering spirit established by Wang Meng is really going to be completely defeated by his good brother.

There was no feeling on the faces of the Templars, they were used to it, Zhang Xiaojiang had always been like this, no matter how strong he was, this was his nature, there was nothing to say, and there was nothing to care about.

But the others didn't think so, and immediately booed, which was not supposed to be like this. But the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment, the Holy Church is so glorious, how can there be such a person like Zhang Xiaojiang who eats soft and is afraid of hard.

It's a temperament.

A smile appeared at the corner of Shen Zhenhai's mouth, and the sword qi was pressing, and Zhang Xiaopang was scurrying around. Once the Earth Escape Technique was seen through, he was a little flustered.

The earth escape technique is a special spell with an earth-attribute physique, but this spell is not unique, especially in the battle on the other side, it is okay to use it once, and there will definitely be tricks to deal with later, and sometimes the strongest point is likely to become the biggest weakness.

Zhang Xiaojiang shook his chubby body to dodge, and his eyes turned silver.

This is his killer weapon, the most powerful true eye.

The most restrained of the True Eye is the bow cultivation, but it also has a certain advantage over the sword cultivation, in Zhang Xiaojiang's eyes, Shen Zhenhai's image has completely changed, but a color body, light, dark, dark is his weakness.

The same True Eye adjusts the speed of the arrows to the point where the opponent can't dodge them, pushing them to the limit.

Shen Zhenhai showed a smile on his face, pinched the excavation with his left hand, and pointed his sword at Zhang Xiaojiang.

- Aeolus Shining Sword!

Airplanes......

Shen Zhenhai was as bright as the sun, and the sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling strong light, even the monks who were far away from the Doufa Platform felt that their eyes were blank, but they could close their eyes instantly.

But the True Eye cannot.

Once opened, the Eye of Truth cannot be closed so quickly.

The sect masters in the stands smiled, finally a little bit of technical content, this Shen Zhenhai really played a famous style, on the basis of solid strength, it is easy to target opponents, talent alone is not enough.

The disciple of the Wind God Sect breathed a sigh of relief, Senior Brother Shen, who is known as the most comprehensive in the Wind God Sect, has a nickname called Actuary, as long as the opponent shows all his strength, there is only one way to defeat in front of him, he will definitely find out the flaw, and at the same time work out a way to crack it.

It's called targeting!

Zhang Xiaojiang was completely targeted, and in the battle on the other side, many masters were unwilling to use the spell at the bottom of the box, which was too easy to target.

This does not matter how high or low the strength is, even Wang Meng, Mingren, Lin Jinghao, and Linglong.

Zhang Xiaojiang's eyes were completely useless, his surroundings were blank, and his ears were buzzing.

Shen Zhenhai slashed out with a sword, and the battle was over.

Thunderbolt~~~

The sword that was almost certain to hit missed.

Shen Zhenhai was stunned, could it be that he was too happy and careless?

Another sword is cut out, and hitting the Shining Sword is equivalent to becoming a blind person, and he will not be able to recover for a while, and because the eyes are illuminated, the ears will also roar, which is equivalent to becoming a wasted person.

In Zhang Xiaojiang's world, there is nothingness.

In the face of countless golems, how to resist, shoot and kill, Zhang Xiaopang couldn't hide behind and watch his brother use his body as a shield, in his attack range is the widest, killing to the softest, after anyone shoots a million arrows, he is not crazy, he is out of the division.

In the difficult years of dealing with the Golem, the main attacker was not Hu Jing, Hu Jing was in charge of defense, Suo Ming was also in charge of defense, the range of sword cultivation attacks was limited, and Zhang Xiaojiang was the killer.

To attack, to be accurate, but also to have precise lethality.

That's right. It is up to the True Eye to find the Golem's weaknesses, but how long can this special ability last, five minutes. Ten minutes?

Did it work?

It's useless!

Zhang Xiaojiang only knew one thing, if he made a mistake, Suo Ming would have to suffer more.

But there is no way, he just makes mistakes, for the first time, Zhang Xiaojiang knew how shameful he was, why he didn't do his best in cultivation, and why he was always the one who was dragging his feet when it came to a critical time!

No one blames him. But he blamed himself, in that half a year, Zhang Xiaojiang didn't laugh once.

Every time the Golem attacked, it hit Suo Ming and them, but it knocked on Zhang Xiaojiang's heart, if he could snipe the Golem squad leader, the Golem would be scattered, but he couldn't.

In this case. He would either retreat into his shell or die, but both were escapes. Watching Suo Ming block again and again, Zhang Xiaojiang knew what he had to do, no one blamed him, they were brothers, Zhang Xiaojiang had only one thought in his heart, he must be able to, he must be able to!

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

One after another sword qi exploded around Zhang Xiaojiang, but none of them hit, and the dodge was exactly the same.

The smile on Zhang Xiaojiang's face was gone, and only the Templars knew about it. Zhang Xiaojiang will be blind for a long time because of the excessive use of the True Eye, but at this time, it is the most terrifying time for Zhang Xiaojiang.

This is not Zhang Xiaojiang, he completely buried himself in order to help everyone, at this time. A terrible bow god!

Zhang Xiaojiang's back is not arched, although he is still the fat man, but his eyes are closed, and his momentum is completely different.

In that hellish battle, some people change themselves, and some people can't change themselves, so they can only bury themselves.

Sou......

Shen Zhenhai was startled, he instinctively made a dodge action, but found that the arrow was coming towards the place where he was dodging.

Rumble......

It hit the sword right on.

Another sword, Shen Zhenhai flashed again, but before he could react, he was hit again, in the same place.

When the third time, this was no longer accidental, only Shen Zhenhai understood the fear in his heart, it was exactly the same, the score was exactly the same, and the three arrows were in the same place.

Rumble......

The long sword in his hand exploded.

Shen Zhenhai burst back, Zhang Xiaojiang didn't move at all, the bursting bow in his hand seemed to have life, or rather, Shen Zhenhai was just a target in his eyes, just a plaything.

It was so casual, so easy, an arrow was blasted out, and Shen Zhenhai could only resist it.

It's not that his footwork is seen through, but as if he can predict the future, what he will do next, the opponent can see through it.

If you pay attention, Zhang Xiaojiang is very much like a person at this time,...... It's Wang Meng.

Rumble......

Shen Zhenhai counterattacked, and the newly taken sword was just about to release the sword qi, when another arrow struck, and the arrow was quickly attacked.

Wave......

The sword qi can't be released!

Completely suppressed, the most unbelievable Zhang Xiaojiang's freewheeling, as if the master was instructing the disciples.

pressed Shen Zhenhai alive and could vomit blood.

Three minutes on the field, three years off the field.

If the True Eye is a talent, this is the most solid basic skill.

How do you have to practice this to get like this?

It's not just a matter of repeating and repeating, and there is no shortage of such asceticians among the monks, but it's useless, and it has to be integrated.

In the Demon Spirit Space, repetition is useless, to be effective, it must be effective, even if it is dead.

Zhang Xiaojiang, who had his eyes closed, became more and more casual, and the arrow in his hand was so fast that he could only see the shadow, and Shen Zhenhai was churning up and down, like a puppet.

The arrows stop, the wind stops.

The fighting field was quiet, Shen Zhenhai's body was withered, and his chest was torn into two words-if the Holy Hall was a killer, Shen Zhenhai's hundred lives would be used up.

The fat man stood there, as majestic as an arrow god.

The body type is nothing Nima is a floating cloud, who said that a fat man can't become a bow cultivator!

Shen Zhenhai cried, and somehow lost his voice and cried bitterly in an instant,...... Crashed.

A person who is good at insight and analysis, when he is beaten like this, every arrow is circling in the ghost gate, and his will can't hold it.

Death, what a terrible thing, a few people can be detached, once or twice may be able to withstand it, and if there are more rounds, you will go crazy.

This kind of toughness is called collapse.

Those who still despise the fat man just now obviously want to slap their mouths.

Who are the people in the Holy Church, what is going on, each one is more terrifying than the other, what did they go through to cultivate like this???

People saw a faint smile on the faces of the Templars, like a smile but not a smile.

That's self-confidence, that's calmness after going through the sea of swords and fire.

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