Dominating Sword Immortal Chapter 787: The **** battle
"Kill!"
The indifferent youth found a middle-aged scribe holding a sword. The two swordsmen were rare masters. When they met, they saw the sword light sword shadow and the cold stars. Where can people be seen? Even the people around them avoided them. Swordsmen are synonymous with attack power. They are of equal strength. When they meet swordsmen, their momentum will be weaker. Two swordsmen fight to death. This is definitely a terrible scene. /
"Old, old bones!"
The vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the old man in a raincoat, the old man in the raincoat saw the old man who was just like himself, put aside his lips, weirdly said: "I hate to deal with the old man. Change, change. ".
"I'm afraid it's not as you wish."
The old vicissitudes smiled, an extra black short stick was in his hand, and hit him.
"Fat!"
The old man in the raincoat slipped, avoiding the blow, and during his taxiing, there was a light rain in the air. The raindrops fell on his raincoat and slipped down. The old man felt like it was in the rain. Ghost, light spirit.
"The old guy is kind of difficult."
The old vicissitudes frowned, fighting with each other.
Yellow-faced middle-aged man was going to find the young woman, but halfway through, he was stopped by the bald fat man, his face turned purple, and he held a shield and a spear and slammed on the bald fat man. It seems that there is a hatred that is not shared.
As for the twin brothers, they are a bit unkind, and the two are not separated. Two to one, they face a guy with a mask. The elder brother ’s giant axe fell like a mountain, and the younger brother's double-knife came into the water. The suit of the people was seamless, forcing the mask male wolf to endlessly, muttering something in his mouth.
Of the three remaining. The woman in yellow casually found an opponent. After fighting, it didn't look like he had come up with any skill, Murong's opponent was the young woman who was originally fancy by middle-aged yellow-faced men. The two also fought.
In the end, only Ye Chen was left.
"It looks like we are the only two left."
On the opposite side, a thin, middle-aged man standing like a clothes-rod reveals an ugly smile towards Ye Chen, his thin fingers and his ears.
"Yeah!"
Ye Chen smiled slightly.
"That's it. Don't waste your time. I'll let you do three tricks, how?" The thin, middle-aged man shook his ears and laughed.
"All right!"
Ye Chen walked step by step, with the same smile on his face, very gentle. The two looked like they were learning from each other, not a battle between life and death.
Oh!
Suddenly. Ye Chen stepped out one step, Lei Jiejian emerged from the sheath instantly, and a sword passed over the opponent's body. Extremely fast. Even the air was too late to shake, and I couldn't feel Ye Chen out of the sword. Just seeing the other person's body flicker.
After doing all this, ordinary people should have collected swords because the other party was dead, but Ye Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth, turned abruptly, and stabbed out a sword.
Ding!
A cold light hits and a figure flies back.
In contrast, the thin middle-aged man behind Ye Chen is just an avatar, but this avatar is very full. From the outside, he can't see it at all. He scans with his soul power and can't scan it. Who has so much thought and careful thinking, first killed the other person and said, who would have expected that the thin and middle-aged man was prepared early, it seems that before the two sides had a war, as for his true body, he had long been hidden in a certain In the corner, an attack was carried out in secret.
Unfortunately, he met Ye Chen, who is Ye Chen, and his soul strength is five times that of ordinary people. In addition, he is cautious in nature. He has never been attacked by anyone. Few people can attack him, so he looks at Ye Chen. Now, for the frail middle-aged, for him, the only thing he has to do is to go to the theater, and play with the other party, anyway.
Ye Chen's counterattack surprised the skinny middle-aged man. There are countless people who have died by his means. He can't remember how many people have been killed by this means, except those who are too powerful. Gao, assassination is impossible. Ye Chen was the first one to use the peak repair of the Linghai Realm in the late period to see through this trick. How could he not be surprised? The whole person was shocked.
"Why, didn't you say let me do three things?"
Ye Chen looked at each other ironically.
Skinny middle-aged convergence surprised, smiling: "I just said that my avatar made you three moves, but did not say the true body, it is you who did not hear clearly."
"Really? Otherwise, how about I let you do three things."
"You make me do three tricks?"
Skinny middle-aged is a bit confused.
But thinking of Ye Chen's shrewdness, he still shook his head, "No, I'm afraid of being pitted by you. To be honest, I haven't seen anyone of your age, so smart as an old fox."
"Oh, I've won the prize. See what you can do now!"
Ye Chen made a sudden attack, and Lei Jiejian made a transparent arc in the void. The point of the sword pointed at the thin middle-aged forehead. Before the sword arrived, a sharp sword gas had locked the other side. Qian, also don't want to confuse Ye Chen.
"Find a hard idea."
The skinny middle-aged man was haplessly unlucky. His skinny palms were waving in the air, and a silver-black ghost's claws protruded out, covering the whole body of Ye Chen's vitals.
Ding Ding Ding Ding ...
The two fight fast and furiously, and the thin middle-aged strength does make Ye Chen dare not to underestimate. Ye Chen can be sure that with the exception of a small number of people in the field, other people are of equal strength. It is impossible to defeat the opponent without paying a little price. Ye Chen dare not say that he can easily defeat the thin middle-aged, because the killing tricks of both sides have not been shown, and they are at the bottom of the stage.
Rumble!
Ten battles erupted in the entire palace. Jin Wanshuang confronted Lion Shaobao, indifferent youth against middle-aged scribes, Lin Yuxuan against white-faced youth, middle-aged women against middle-aged women, vicissitudes against raincoats, twin brothers. To mask men, women in yellow clothes to Dahan Han, Murong Qingcheng to young women, Ye Chen to thin middle-aged people.
Ten battles, each separated and occupying a place.
The entire palace has become a battlefield. Only the top grade spirit stone, which is shrouded in the center by the formation method, has not broken out. Fortunately, there is the formation method covered by the formation method. All the spirit stones are destroyed, one is not left.
In addition, the entire palace itself is protected by prohibitions. So everyone's movement is noisy. No one can shake the palace. Whenever someone's attack falls on the palace wall, it will be absorbed by a burst of light. Silent, without any impact.
The battle is too fierce and everyone is desperate. This is different from the previous battles. In the ten battles, which of the two warring sides is not hidden, one by one is below life and death. The rare strong man has countless kills and hidden cards.
Of course, the most magnificent battle of course will naturally involve Jin Wanshuang and Shi Shaobao, both of whom are in their respective teams. Strength is among the best, and it is definitely at the forefront at the moment. They are no longer reserved. Do your best to attack the opponent.
"The Lion Claw!"
Shi Shaobao roared. The right hand turned into a huge lion claw, suddenly hit Jin Wanshuang, the energy that he carried, through the gold hole stone, the space was distorted.
Oh!
Jin Wanshuang refused to let him go. He stretched out a palm and shook his fist suddenly. This fist, Yin Guangcancan, is like a fist made of silver, but he didn't think about it because it was harder than silver. How many times, even a diamond, but this is the case. In the loud noise, Jin Wanshuang banged the lion king's claw with a punch and kicked it to the head of Shi Shaobao.
"Look for death."
Lion Shaobao reached out with his left hand, grabbed Jin Wanshuang ’s ankle, then put his arm on the arm, held the opponent up, and rotated it in a volley for several turns. Under this kind of rotation, most people have been dizzy and have no combat power. Where is there the ability to fight back, but Jin Wanshuang is different from mortals, he seems to be unable to feel the rotation, his fists are attacking again and again, banging on the real element of Shi Shaobao's body, but shocked the opponent with blood.
"Go!"
Shi Shaobao roared and threw Jin Wanshuang.
Slammed, Jin Wan's feet stepped on the palace wall, and with the rebound force, he attacked the Lion Shaobao again. His powerful strength and reaction ability were terrible.
Roar!
Lion Shaobao couldn't withstand such an attack, and finally recovered his true body. The air suddenly twisted. A giant gold lion with a length of more than a dozen appeared in front of everyone. This gold lion has limbs like pillars, sharp claw tips, and gold color. His mane was covered behind his head, golden and bright, like gold. Compared with the silver on Jin Wanshuang's body, the color was clear.
One gold and one silver.
Roar!
Shi Shaobao roared again, his body suddenly leaped, attacking Jin Wanshuang, and his huge body made him move one step on top of others. Just a flash, appeared on the top of Jin Wanshuang's head, his forelimbs were fierce. Stepping on it fiercely, as if Mount Tai was on top.
"Dream!"
Jin Wan's arms are crossed, his head is overhead, and his claws are blocked.
Crunch.
Where are the two deadlocked.
Lion Shaobao became real, and became more and more irritable. How can he tolerate this situation, his right paw moved slightly, his huge head went down, and he bit his head toward Jin Wanshuang's head. If this bite is bitten, It is definitely not as simple as a minor injury. It is definitely divided into two without any luck.
But Jin Wanshuang is not just that capable, his eyes have become silver bright, his hair is erected one by one, like a silver hedgehog, under pressure, he fists in his left hand, and bangs on Shi Shaobao. There was a violent metal noise on the huge teeth.
Shi Shaobao was taken a step back by the shock, and cracks appeared in his teeth. He could not help but feel anger and anger. This was his first loss.
Except for Lion Shaobao and Jin Wanshuang, everyone else is equally horrible. Although there is no grand here, they are unusually murdered.
The battle between the indifferent youth and the middle-aged scribes has exceeded hundreds of moves. Of these hundreds of moves, both sides have suffered a small loss. After all, the swordsmen fight, and when they see the flaws, it is a cut to kill them. Quickly, a little flaw will be hit.
The indifferent young man had a sword on his shoulder and a bloodstain was drawn on his chest. The hair of the middle-aged man had fallen down, and a sword had been hit on his belly and legs. It is still early to want to separate the winner.
However, in general battles of the same level, if you want to separate the winners and losers, only in the later stages, because only in the later stages, some small advantages and disadvantages will be greatly enlarged, so that they cannot be ignored.
But over time, people started to fall.
The first person who fell into the downwind was the yellow-faced big man. His opponent was a bald fat man with tattoos on his head. This fat man was extremely difficult to entangle. Like the fat on his body, the true element he cultivated was very smooth. The spear went up, soft and weak, and the yellow-faced man became more and more weak, and began to have a lot of blood on his body, so he couldn't lift his head.
Lion Shaobao roared, his right hand turned into a huge lion claw, and he suddenly hit Jin Wanshuang. The energy that he brought was that he wore gold holes and twisted the space.
Oh!
Jin Wanshuang refused to let him go. He stretched out a palm and shook his fist suddenly. This fist, Yin Guangcancan, is like a fist made of silver, but he didn't think about it because it was harder than silver. How many times, even a diamond, but this is the case. In the loud noise, Jin Wanshuang banged the lion king's claw with a punch and kicked it to the head of Shi Shaobao.
"Look for death."
Lion Shaobao reached out with his left hand, grabbed Jin Wanshuang ’s ankle, then put his arm on the arm, held the opponent up, and rotated it in a volley for several turns. Under this kind of rotation, most people have been dizzy and have no combat power. Where is there the ability to fight back, but Jin Wanshuang is different from mortals, he seems to be unable to feel the rotation, his fists are attacking again and again, banging on the real element of Shi Shaobao's body, but shocked the opponent with blood.
"Go!"
Shi Shaobao roared and threw Jin Wanshuang.
Slammed, Jin Wan's feet stepped on the palace wall, and with the rebound force, he attacked the Lion Shaobao again. His powerful strength and reaction ability were terrible.
Roar!
Lion Shaobao couldn't withstand such an attack, and finally recovered his true body. The air suddenly twisted. A giant gold lion with a length of more than a dozen appeared in front of everyone. This gold lion has limbs like pillars, sharp claw tips, and gold color. His mane was covered behind his head, golden and bright, like gold. Compared with the silver on Jin Wanshuang's body, the color was clear.
One gold and one silver.
Roar!
Shi Shaobao roared again, his body suddenly leaped, attacking Jin Wanshuang, and his huge body made him move one step on top of others. Just a flash, appeared on the top of Jin Wanshuang's head, his forelimbs were fierce. Stepping on it fiercely, as if Mount Tai was on top.
"Dream!"
Jin Wan's arms are crossed, his head is overhead, and his claws are blocked.
Crunch.
Where are the two deadlocked.
Lion Shaobao became real, and became more and more irritable. How can he tolerate this situation, his right paw moved slightly, his huge head went down, and he bit his head toward Jin Wanshuang's head. If this bite is bitten, It is definitely not as simple as a minor injury. It is definitely divided into two without any luck.
But Jin Wanshuang is not just that capable, his eyes have become silver bright, his hair is erected one by one, like a silver hedgehog, under pressure, he fists in his left hand, and bangs on Shi Shaobao. There was a violent metal noise on the huge teeth.
Shi Shaobao was taken a step back by the shock, and cracks appeared in his teeth. He could not help but feel anger and anger. This was his first loss.
Except for Lion Shaobao and Jin Wanshuang, everyone else is equally horrible. Although there is no grand here, they are unusually murdered.
The battle between the indifferent youth and the middle-aged scribes has exceeded hundreds of moves. Of these hundreds of moves, both sides have suffered a small loss. After all, the swordsmen fight, and when they see the flaws, it is a cut to kill them. Quickly, a little flaw will be hit.
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