Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 1182: War! war! war!
Both Luo Feng knew each other. At the hunting meeting, Xue Ziyi's dreamlike palms gave him a deep impression.
Of course, it is not Xue Ziyi who cares about him, but Shi Zhong.
Judging from Shizhong’s previous game, the opponent’s swordsmanship is superb, and his wide-opening moves seem to be integrated into the general trend of the world. Every sword is vigorous and his style is somewhat similar. Watch this In the First World War, you may be able to realize something.
Boom!
Shi Zhong appeared on the dragon pillar, his heavy footsteps shook the ground with a muffled noise, and looked at Xue Ziyi on the opposite side.
"Please!"
"Offended." Xue Ziyi didn't say much, his figure flashed, turning into a purple cloud, and flew over to Shi Zhong.
Seeing this scene, Luo Feng nodded slightly. Xue Ziyi practiced his palm technique, and the ruler was short and long. She played close combat with Shizhong, who was a swordsman, obviously the most advantageous.
As for the outcome, Luo Feng didn't make a judgment.
Xue Ziyi’s cultivation base is one level higher than Shi’s weight, but this is not the key to victory or defeat. The warriors who can enter the new dragon list are all elite disciples of the major golden temples. Leapfrog challenges are possible. Said it is commonplace, so the difference of one level of cultivation level has very limited influence. It is necessary to know who the two wins and which loses. It takes a real match to know.
"Split the mountain!"
Shi Zhong was obviously also very jealous of Xue Ziyi. Seeing the opponent approached, he immediately lowered his body and slashed out.
Puff!
The sound of the cloth tearing sounded, and a huge blade of light appeared between the sky and the earth, crushed out, compressed and exploded, and raged out over the sky.
The vigor of the chaotic scroll blocked the way of the purple glow, and Xue Ziyi's deeds were revealed.
"Ziyun shocked the wind!"
Don't panic or panic, as soon as Xue Ziyi showed his deeds, he immediately urged his vitality, covered his palms with a purple brilliance, and patted it horizontally.
The purple palm pierced through the air, making a sound, but did not shake the blade pierce apart, just split a series of thick cracks, deviated from a few angles.
"What a strong knife."
Xue Ziyi's eyes flashed, the figure flickered, and he moved tens of meters away.
Hey!
The knife gang passed by, and the air on the platform was divided into two. The vigor formed by the knife gang's fragmentation made Xue Ziyi back again and again.
"Cut!"
Shi Zhong stepped forward, then raised the long knife, and cut it out again.
"Flying Butterfly and Purple Shadow!"
I have seen the speed of Dao Gang, Xue Ziyi knew that if he retreats, he would lose. He stopped the retreat, and immediately urged his vitality with all his strength. His hands were shot in a series. Suddenly, the palms turned into purple butterflies and flew towards the knife. Gang, one layer on top of another.
Boom!
Finally, Dao Gang reached its limit and completely collapsed.
"Fail, Thousand Butterflies!"
Blocked to the sword, learning to use the body technique, the figure flickered, breaking through the chaos, appeared in the air, and then disappeared strangely.
Boom, boom, boom...
The sound of air bursting sounded continuously, the sky above Shizhong, purple light flashed everywhere, and the palms with strong purple light seemed to be stormy, from all directions to Shizhong, every palm was extremely powerful. As long as Shi Zhong's defense showed a flaw, he would be under endless attacks.
To everyone's surprise, Shi Zhong had no intention of retreating in the face of such a tyrannical blow, holding the sword in both hands, the blade pointed upward, and a bright light burst into his eyes.
"Strike against the water!"
Hey!
There was a dazzling light flashing in the void, a huge arc-shaped knife light, straight into the sky, as if between the sky and the earth, a huge curtain was opened, and the palms within the range shattered and disappeared in an instant It has to be clean.
Swipe!
Xue Ziyi fell back to the ground, grabbed a broken corner of her clothes, and then the corner of her skirt broke.
Looking at the cut corners of the skirt in his hand, Xue Ziyi frowned slightly, before thinking of something, he took a deep look at Shi Zhong and said:
"I lost."
Her Purple Butterfly Thousand Illusion Palm is a mysterious palm, and Shizhong's sword skills will never exceed the mysterious level. The two face each other head-on. From the perspective of cultivation, she should be her chance of winning. Bigger, but the result is quite the opposite.
The power of Shi Zhong's sword technique suddenly became stronger, and his aura changed for a moment, he must have realized something.
Shi Zhong challenged successfully and replaced Xue Ziyi's stone pillar, and Xue Ziyi retreated to the stone pillar where Shi Zhong was located.
"Going to the sky against the water is amazing! I defeated Xue Ziyi with a single blow."
"This year's eight new stars, all of them are so strong that they are perverted. Luo Feng is, so is this stone, and both of them are swordsmen."
"Just now, I felt that Shi Zhong's momentum seemed to change when Shi Zhong performed the Upward Slash, do you feel it?"
"No, do you feel wrong?"
"It should be."
As everyone was talking, the next game started right away.
On the dragon pillar, Luo Feng looked at Shi Zhong from a distance, "Unexpectedly, he also understood the general trend..."
Although it was only a moment, he felt very clearly that at the last cut, Shiheg merged with the general trend. He remembered that Shi Zhong did not comprehend the general trend during the examination of the Twelve Golden Temples, and should have comprehended it in the last year.
At this moment, Shi Zhong raised his head, and just in time to meet Luo Feng's line of sight, a bright light flashed in his eyes. He and Luo Feng are both newly promoted geniuses, and they are both swordsmen, and both understand the general trend. Without ideas, it is impossible.
After this battle, Shi Zhong also became famous. Of course, he was far behind Luo Feng.
After the battle with Xia Yunjing, Luo Feng's popularity is now comparable to that of the old ten new dragons on the tenth floor.
After the seventh level of challenge is over, the eighth level is immediately followed.
This time, Yanhu got his wish and ushered in his first battle in the New Dragon List Conference.
A swordsman in the Heavenly Sword Palace in the late stage of the Ninth Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, did not know whether he was curious about the combat power of the desert clan, or thought that Yanhu's ranking was not worthy of the name, and challenged him.
"Hahaha...Someone has finally challenged me, you have a good vision!"
The first time I was challenged, Yan Hu was extremely excited. The whole face was red as if he had drunk alcohol. He let the Star-Splitting Tiger squat next to him and said: "Come on, I don’t use Yu Beast, we Have fun."
This Tianjian Temple disciple was a little jealous of Yanhu, but when he heard these words, he immediately became blushing. It turns out that he is only worthy to play with each other!
"Take my sword and say it again!"
With a long whistle, the figure of the disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace split into the void, rushing out at a speed that surpassed the sound barrier, and stabbed out with a volley.
Hey!
The golden sword gang, which was several feet thick, took the Yanhu straight away with amazing sharpness.
"Good job!"
Yanhu laughed, his body shook, and the animal skin jacket on his body burst immediately, revealing the horrible muscles like a rock, and he broke out with a simple punch~IndoMTL.com~Boom boom boom...
This simple punch was extremely shocking, like an angry dragon going out into the sea, accurately hitting Jiangang.
Boom!
Jian Gang shattered in an instant. The sword of the third rank spirit soldier was bent to ninety degrees, and it bounced straight, and directly shook the swordsman behind. A large mouthful of blood was ejected from the sky, and the entire right arm was trembling violently. , Can hardly hold the sword.
"Hey, I'm sorry, I tried too hard. It doesn't count just now, we'll try again."
Yan Hu slapped his tongue and chased the disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace in three steps and two steps.
"I lost!"
The young swordsman yelled, enduring the soreness of his whole body, and slid out of the dragon pillar, his face full of fear.
What's the joke? Just one punch defeated all his defenses and even got injured. If he punches again, how can he resist? He found that it was a mistake to board this dragon pillar!