Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1130: Battered
Strong.
Overbearing.
What Jian Xiaoyao said was so crazy.
Pan Duoqing had a sneer on his face, and laughed on the spot: "I don't know where the sky is high and the earth is thick, where do you think this is..."
The voice did not fall.
Phew.
The sword light flashed.
Lin Beichen shot violently.
Sword Six - Shadow Sudden Slash.
Get close in an instant.
Many times, Lin Beichen prefers to use Sword Six as a melee skill.
"Looking for death."
Pan Duoqing sneered.
He was already prepared.
During the low drink, the light of Haosun flickered all over his body.
Gorgeous and astonishing golden armor instantly emerged, protecting the vital points of the whole body, the divine power of the scorching sun broke out unreservedly, and layers of violent air waves surged, making Pan Duoqing instantly turn into a sun **** of war Like, the brilliance is bright, not to be stared at, and the power is astonishing.
"Ignorant madman."
Pan Duoqing laughed wildly and shouted, holding [Spear of Haori] in his hand, he raised his hand and stabbed out with the spear, like thousands of rays of light bursting out, blasting out a burst of thunder: "Dare to be at the feast that covers the sky!" It is an unforgivable crime to hurt someone with your hands, hahaha, I killed you today, and no one can say anything."
Clang.
[Passion of Fire] collided with [Spear of Haori].
The flames and the sun are constantly bursting out.
The entire Great Hall Shrouded the Sky seemed to shake.
Everyone around retreated.
Whether it is Jian Xiaoyao or Pan Duoqing, they are all super popular seed players in this God's Choice competition. With their full strength, they are tyrannical and tyrannical. They are afraid of being involved in this battle that should not have erupted.
Weapons shake.
The aftermath came again and again.
The figures of Lin Beichen and Pan Duoqing were shaking at the same time.
"Death."
Lin Beichen's offensive was connected, sword one to sword seven were continuously superimposed, and hundreds of swords were cut in an instant.
In the main hall, the sword energy howled, and the sword light came and went, as if the domain of the sword descended instantly.
"Hahaha, not enough, not enough, not enough."
Pan Duoqing laughed wildly.
Waving the golden spear in his hand, he activated the [Nine Swords to Stop the War] divine combat skill of the Lieyang God Clan.
There are many shadows of spears in the sky, and each blow seems to have the power to tear apart the space barrier.
The front of the spear is hard to regret Lin Beichen's swordsmanship, but it is not inferior in the slightest.
The figures of the two moved at high speed, constantly changing positions, leaving afterimages in the air that gradually dissipated.
Boom boom boom.
The horrible roaring and cracking sound continued continuously.
The power fluctuations in the hall set off explosions again and again, radiating towards all directions.
The audience backed away again.
"The strength of these two people is truly terrifying."
"Pan Duoqing is the arrogance of the God Realm cultivated by the Lieyang God Clan over the years, just like Haori Jingkong, whose reputation is constantly rising. When I saw him today, he really deserved his reputation. This kind of combat power is just like some inferiors God is far behind..."
"What is the origin of Jian Xiaoyao, the big devil who suddenly appeared, and why does he have such terrifying strength?"
"I'm afraid these two people will be indistinguishable within a day and a night."
Countless thoughts flashed in the eyes of those watching the battle.
While they marveled at the strength of the two peers who fought against each other, they also sweated for Jian Xiaoyao.
In the God Realm where the strong respect the law of the jungle, absolute strength must stand against an absolutely crushing strength and an absolutely huge background.
Otherwise, the end will be miserable.
Now it seems that Jian Xiaoyao is stronger than he is, but he can't crush Pan Duoqing.
As for the background?
It also seems to be too far away.
"Hahaha, Jian Xiaoyao, I am very disappointed with your performance."
Pan Duoqing danced her spear wildly, like a sun **** of war, bursting with divine power, and laughed wildly: "Didn't you keep saying that you want to kill me? This little strength is far from enough."
Lin Beichen's sword speed accelerated.
Boom boom boom.
It was another dozens of blows.
Pan Duoqing's golden sun surged all over her body, and the golden blazing sun armor formed an absolute defense.
Every blow of the spear in his hand contains the power to stop the spear, blocking the bombardment of [Passion of Fire].
"Too weak, too weak, too weak, Jian Xiaoyao, you are too weak."
Pan Duoqing continued to laugh and mock: "Your sword power can't break through my defense at all..."
The voice did not fall.
"Too weak, isn't it?"
A sinister smile appeared on Lin Beichen's face.
Boom!
The left fist blasts out.
This punch was very sudden.
The fist is burning with fire.
Boom!
He hit Pan Duoqing's belly.
The terrifying power erupted in an instant.
"Puff...you..."
Pan Duoqing was beaten instantly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Boom.
The golden spear fell to the ground.
Pan Duoqing's body is as arched as a shrimp, and the blood can't stop spraying from his mouth and nose...
Click, click, click.
There are also cracks in the Haori God Armor.
Especially the plate armor on the abdomen, which split into pieces and fell into pieces.
In the fierce battle, at this moment, the pause button was suddenly pressed without warning.
There may even be an end key.
The onlookers didn't even react immediately.
What happened?
Many people were bewildered.
Tick tock.
Blood drops overflowed from Pan Duoqing's mouth and nose, and fell to the ground.
"No...it's impossible, you..."
On the distorted and ferocious face, blue blood vessels protruding like small snakes, Pan Duoqing felt the divine power in his body that had been completely dispersed by this punch, struggled in disbelief and raised his head, looked at Lin Beichen, his voice hoarse and authentic : "You... this punch... why... this power..."
Crack!
Lin Beichen's response was to kick up and down.
Heel directly hit Pan Duoqing's uplifted face, stomping his head on the ground.
Boom.
With Pan Duoqing's head as the center on the ground of Baiyan, a spider web-like depression appeared.
"Don't you think you are too weak?"
Lin Beichen asked in a deep voice, "What about now?"
When he was speaking, on his left fist, a golden glove that perfectly blended the two completely different styles of simple and exquisite was shining brightly.
【Desolate God Gloves】.
During the blow just now, Lin Beichen activated the [Rage God Gloves] silently.
Sure enough, it is indeed a treasure bestowed by God Guozhu.
With just one punch, Pan Duoqing was beaten to pieces.
"I'll ask you again, bet on the God Stone, will you give it?"
Lin Beichen bowed his head to ask questions.
"You...cough cough cough...you kill me if you have the guts, do you dare?"
Pan Duoqing was furious and mad, grinning with gritted teeth.
"Okay, you have the guts."
Lin Beichen sneered.
[Fire Passion]'s sword tip is pressed against Pan Duoqing's chest...
Strike hard.
Puff.
The blade of the sword really tore open the gap in the Haori Golden Armor, piercing into Pan Duoqing's chest little by little.
"Stop."
At this moment, Ming Ruo, the Great God, finally shouted angrily, "Jian Xiaoyao, why don't you stop? Do you know what you are doing?"
"You? Don't scare me."
Lin Beichen turned his head and roared angrily: "I am a very timid person. I don't need to be scared. If your voice is too loud and my hand shakes in fright, and the sword misses a little, I will really kill this idiot." life."
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