"Hahaha, Old Man Han is saying that you don't like Liang Yong, so let Liang Yong be my apprentice," Fan Jinbao laughed.

"That's a good idea. I'm just strict with him. How can a playful and smiling person like you be able to teach a good apprentice," Han Fei said coldly. Since they both regarded Liang Yong as their apprentice, the struggle between them has become more and more serious. They never stopped, and because they were afraid that the other party would find Liang Yong first, they were inseparable all day long, which restricted their movements. As a result, they only saw Liang Yong today.

"Tch, I don't know what Liang Yong thinks. You have such a bitter face. It's strange that Liang Yong chose you as his master," Fan Jinbao fired back.

"We'll see, but I'm warning you, when the time comes, we will all choose Liang Yong. No one can induce or threaten him to make a decision. Once he chooses a master, the other one must withdraw unconditionally."

"Haha, I'm afraid you'll regret it," Fan Jinbao laughed nonchalantly.

Their fight over the past few days has not been fruitless, but they have reached such a verbal agreement. I wonder if they will actually implement it after meeting Liang Yong. The two people have never kept their words.

Wen Yi was a little tired, and Liang Yong seemed a little tired. He sat down on the ground and struck the golden cudgel repeatedly. Although the movement was slow, the power was stronger. Every time he hit Wen Yi, the force was stronger. It made Wen Yi grit his teeth for a while, and his physical strength was exhausted faster.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Liang Yong's endurance is stronger between the two. After all, his body can recover indefinitely, and his physical strength is also recovering, while Wen Yi's recovery speed is much slower. In such a high-intensity battle, he is even less able to Opportunities slowly recovered, and towards the end of the fight his advantage was gradually weakening.

Seeing Liang regaining the disadvantage little by little, everyone on Ninth Street shouted excitedly, the sound was loud, but the Wen family was a bit dull. Although Wen Tian was organizing his men to cheer, but forced things always seemed emotional. Gao, the shouts of those soldiers seemed weak and weak. Although there were many people, they were suppressed by the Ninth Street side.

Wen Tianzheng was so angry that he yelled: "Wen Yi, don't just attack with force and use close combat tactics." Seeing that Wen Yi was a little confused, he had no choice but to remind him.

These words were indeed useful to Wen Yi. They were like a guiding light. His eyes lit up and he immediately changed his strategy. He no longer charged hard and dodged towards Liang Yong. The red sword also transformed into a foot-long dagger. He nimbly walked under the golden hoop, and finally even held the golden hoop to use his strength. As the golden hoop flew up and down, he got closer to Liang Yong step by step.

Liang Yong was forced to have no choice but to constantly change the size of the golden cudgel, attack from far and defend close to resist Wen Yi's fight, but in this way, Liang Yong's advantage of strength and weight was gone, and he could compete with Wen Yi in terms of skill and strength. Skills suddenly became passive, and the number of blood holes in Liang Yong's body increased again. Moreover, this time Wen Yi did not poke a hole and immediately move away. Instead, he saw the opportunity and opened holes in Liang Yong's body continuously, just like a chef trying to untie a cow. , the beam was cut into pieces, and the beam's recovery speed gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of its destruction.

This time, even Fan Jinbao and Han Fei were secretly nervous. Wen Yi's advantage in strength was finally revealed. His current tactics were the best way to deal with Liang Yong.

Liang Yong persisted and was eventually cut into a skeleton and died.

Long Wu and the others were nervous, shouting desperately to cheer up Liang Yong, but they couldn't cheer up Liang Yong. Qingwu bit her lips and showed a solemn look for the first time. Li Yanran's eyes shone coldly. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she probably couldn't leave. He drove forward to rescue Liang Yong with his thoughts.

Liang Yong has protected the huge golden body of Dharma, and his body is constantly shrinking, so that his body's defense and recovery capabilities can keep up with Wen Yi's destruction, but this is a way to quench his thirst by drinking poison. There is no golden body, golden cudgel. If his power cannot be exerted, his advantage will be gone and he will end up in a situation where he can only be passively beaten. In the end, he will still be unable to escape the fate of failure.

But what makes Wen Yi strange is that although Liang Yong tried his best to defend, he always insisted on not taking a step back. There were wounds on his body one after another, but he just refused to take a step back. Chi Lianjian could not cut off his hands and feet at once. But the openings opened made Liang Yong look like a bloody man. Wen Yi was catching up with Liang Yong's recovery speed and was about to fight for the final battle.

But Liang Yong was unable to resist. Seeing Wen Yi concentrating all his strength, the red sword suddenly surged and pierced his chest. Liang Yong could only turn slightly sideways in vain, but still could not avoid the fatal point in his chest.

"Oh my God," the crowd exclaimed.

"Liang Yong," Li Yanran shouted, pulled out a weird long sword and flew towards him, but Qing Wu hugged her and shouted anxiously: "Wait a little longer, you will only make Yong Yong die early." ,"

"Old man Han, what do you think this kid has in store for him?" Fan Jinbao's face looked a little ugly.

"It's hard to say..." Han Fei also shook his head solemnly, without even finishing his words.

"Go to hell, you scumbag," Wen Yi yelled proudly. He had broken through Liang Yong's defense and thrust his sword straight into Liang Yong's heart.

But at this moment, Liang Yong's tired eyes suddenly opened, shooting out a cold light several times brighter, and said grimly: "Who said I would die? Remember this moment, because you can no longer see what's behind. world,”

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in Liang's hand. The dazzling light was a thousand times stronger than the sun's nuclear explosion. Even masters like Fan Jinbao and Han Fei could only see that it was the shape of a sword, and they quickly raised their hands to cover it. Keep your eyes closed, this light is so powerful that even at a distance of 5,000 meters, their eyes can't bear it, and those who are closer will be blinded instantly.

As this ray of light flashed, Wen Yi's body was split into two. When he landed on the ground, only his charred limbs were left. His torso and head were completely burned by this ray of light. Even the soul he had cultivated for many years was burned away. Roasted.

Wen Yi died so suddenly. The light in Liang Shou's hand flashed and then disappeared. Although his eyes had been closed tightly in advance, they were still red when he opened them again. Everything he saw for a long time was blood red. One piece, it took ten minutes to slowly recover.

I secretly sighed in my heart: "Damn it, you still can't use the newly developed laser sword by Yanzi. This thing is too powerful. You must wear protective clothing and filter eyes next time you use it."

No one knew what magic weapon Liang Yong used in the end. The whole place was still for ten minutes. When Liang Yong stood up unsteadily from the ground, someone became alert. It was still Long Wu and the others who were the first to burst into cheers. .

This is a miracle, an impossible miracle. An ordinary immortal actually killed a middle-grade immortal, and it was such an instant kill without any warning. It is so awesome. Liang Yong is a myth who has descended into the mortal world.

"Old Han, what magic weapon did Liang Yong use in the end?" Fan Jinbao exclaimed, even his title changed, he was extremely shocked.
Chapter completed!