On the other hand, when Zhou Peng saw Zhao Jinglong performing such obviously not low-level combat skills, his tense face relaxed instead.

"No matter what, it is worth losing if you encounter such advanced combat skills..." Zhou Peng thought to himself, and a hint of indifference appeared on his face.

But his face was immediately occupied by indifference and persistence, "No! I will definitely not lose. I will definitely not. My parents are gone. I want them to know in the sky that I can live a good life alone! I, Zhou Peng, are definitely not weaker than others!!" Zhou Peng roared in his heart. He looked up gently at the sky where the sun was setting.

When Zhou Peng turned his eyes to Zhao Jinglong again, there was already tears in his eyes, and there was stronger and unyielding shining deeper.

Even though there was no more spiritual power in his body, Zhou Peng still sent it to the knife in his hand desperately. He still had spirit and faith when his spiritual power was exhausted!

Zhou Peng searched and squeezed the meridians in his body, allowing the originally broken spiritual power to continue to transport some into the knife.

All this is a long story, but it happened between one or two breaths. From the outside, Zhao Jinglong rushed towards Zhou Peng, with fire flashing all over his body, and seven or eight spearheads appeared and appeared. Zhou Peng was still in place now, as if shocked to give up his belief in resistance.

Even the referee who judges the outcome on the edge of the ring keeps a close eye on it, and saves someone as soon as he is in danger of his life.

As the distance between the two men quickly shortened, the outcome seemed to be in an instant!

But is this really the case?

Zhao Jinglong had already arrived in front of Zhou Peng, and all the transformed gun shadows stabbed Zhou Peng, and Zhou Peng had no choice but to avoid it!

Some timid girls in the stands even closed their eyes and turned their heads to the side.

Click...

A sound that seemed to be the sound of falling leaves falling to the ground in autumn, and the sound of rupture due to collision came from the battlefield.

I saw that all the gun shadows transformed by Zhao Jinglong were united and had already stabbed Zhou Peng, and could not avoid them at all.

But Zhou Peng seemed to have not seen it, and he actually smiled, a determined and resolute smile.

Zhou Peng raised his right hand lightly and the long sword followed. He knew that he could not avoid this shot, and he could not see clearly where Zhao Jinglong would attack.

He didn't want to avoid it at all. Anyway, Zhao Jinglong must be coming to the vital point. As long as he moves casually, no matter where he attacks, it will not be fatal.

So when Zhao Jinglong was closest to Zhou Peng, Zhou Peng used his last strength to move to the left. He then turned around with the force, and the knife he lifted up instantly slashed his hands, with his hands facing inward, and the knife facing upward!!

If this is a life-and-death battle, then Zhou Peng will be seriously injured, but Zhao Jinglong will definitely die. If this knife continues, he will definitely be dismantled.

But this was just a selection. Although the referee in the mid-stage Earth Immortal had no time to stop the two of them from fighting hard. However, the two were still stunned at the end as if they were instantly tapped, and kept in the same position.

Zhao Jinglong's long spear had already been lit on Zhou Peng's body, and his clothes had been pierced by the spear head, but the tip of the spear did not pierce into his right chest. Zhou Peng's long sword also slashed in front of Zhao Jinglong, a few centimeters away from his face, and remained motionless in Zhao Jinglong's horrified gaze.
Chapter completed!