Huakong's smile stiffened for a while and then became natural again. He smiled and said: "Brother Ling is so popular that even the rebellious second and third parties gave up their seats."
Ling Tian smiled slightly and said, "I remember Brother Hua once said he wanted to cooperate with me, right?"
Huakong was stunned for a moment, his smile weakened a bit, he nodded, and after a while he said again: "I found a good place in the ancient burial ground last year, but I couldn't help but guard it because there were too many resentful souls, and they were very powerful.
I can solve one or two, but I can't do anything about hundreds of them. So, I want to find strong people to cooperate. I don't want too many people, I only want strong people."
Huakong takes the word "strong" very seriously.
Ling Tian frowned slightly when he heard Huakong's simple words "good place", but he also understood that good things should not be described in too much detail, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with too many people. However,
, since someone like Hua Kong, who is a half-step low-level war spirit, can say it is a good thing, then it must not be a low-level thing!
Ling Tian thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then I'll give it a try to see if I am the strong man you call me."
A glimmer of appreciation flashed in Huakong's eyes. Originally, he thought Ling Tian would agree directly, but in his opinion, that was just arrogance. Everything depends on practice, and strength is not spread by other people's rumors.
The two stood up at the same time, walked ten meters in front of the tombstone, and held each other's fists.
This time, not only the outsiders, but also those sitting on the teleportation chair were cheering excitedly. It was also a thrill to see the showdown between Huakong, who had been ranked first overall for three consecutive years, and the dark horse Lingtian who suddenly emerged this year.
Great news!
"Hey, who do you think can win between Ling Tian and Huakong?"
"It's hard to say. Huakong is a half-step low-level war spirit. His strength far exceeds that of Lingtian. However, the elemental skill possessed by Lingtian is the Lei Guan Jiutian that can completely defeat the thunderstorm combination. You must know that Huakong was also beaten into a
He was seriously injured, and if he didn’t have enough energy, it would still be unknown who would win and who would lose in this battle.”
"In this way, it is really a heart-wrenching showdown. We can feast our eyes on it."
……….
Ling Tian's sword and dagger appeared again, assuming an offensive and defensive posture, with flames lingering in his hands, and his temperament was calm.
When he turned his hand over, a large judge's pen appeared in his hand, which was more than one meter long. The energy in his hand began to pour into the pen, and the long bristles slowly grew out. The tip of the pen swayed gently with the breeze, like a
Really average hair.
"coming!"
Huakong shouted softly, the judge's pen rotated rapidly in his hand, the tip of the pen pointed to the ground, and shot towards Ling Tian!
Ling Tian's feet did not move, and he waved his right hand rapidly, and sword energy was swung out, attacking Huakong in the form of a flaming blade!
The judge pen in Huakong's hand drew a circle on his body, and a few sword energy changed its direction. As soon as the pen tip turned, the sword blade also flew towards Ling Tian.
Activating his mental power, he scattered several sword blades. Ling Tian also rushed out, swung his long sword, and fiercely collided with Hua Kong's Judge's Pen!
laugh!
The tip of the sword severely cut off some of the bristles, but the latter quickly grew out and suddenly became extremely sharp, stabbing straight at Ling Tian.
Qingwu activated, Ling Tian dodged the blow, and his mental power spread out, restraining Huakong's hand, and the flaming sword in his hand flew out! Straight to Huakong's throat!
call out!
Huakong didn't know why his hand was suddenly out of control. His vitality was injected into the Judge's Pen. The latter's bristles suddenly grew to five meters in the blink of an eye. Countless layers of protective nets were woven in front of Huakong's body. The long sword was sharp.
The tip of the sword broke through several layers in succession, and finally stopped thirty centimeters in front of Hua Kong's throat, and disappeared suddenly.
"Brother Ling, you are too cruel."
Huakong broke free from the mental restraints on his hands, gathered his energy, and said with a smile.
Ling Tian's eyes were focused, and he was also planning his own moves, and said calmly: "A truly strong person will treat any battle as a battle of life."
Huakong's eyes froze, but he didn't think Ling Tian was showing off. Instead, he agreed: "Well said, continue!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black brush flew out of Huakong's body and slowly merged into the large judge's pen!
The spirit that draws the sky is very special, it is the pen spirit!
The judge's pen in his hand pointed towards Ling Tian, and he yelled: "Book of pens: point!"
The brush hairs grew again! In an instant, they arrived in front of Ling Tian. The brush hairs became as thick as a little finger, and they stabbed Ling Tian's body continuously like a heavy rain. In this situation, if Ling Tian was stabbed
, then you will definitely not be able to escape the rest of the pen hairs, and the result will be a hornet's nest!
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed and he shouted: "The third style of Yanzhao: Dragon Nirvana!"
Roar!
A long flaming dragon exploded out with a deep dragon roar, colliding with those brush hairs!
Time and time again!!
The offensive of the brush hair was blocked, and the flame dragon was unable to move forward at all, and eventually dissipated as the brush hair weakened.
The first head-on collision, a tie.
Just when Hua Kong's brush hair shortened and retracted, Ling Tian flipped his right hand, and the vitality cannon he had picked up appeared again, and fired without saying a word!
The vitality cannon fired by the middle-level spirit-controlling power now was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, it caught up with the retracting brush hair. The latter quickly disappeared like flames reflecting snow, and finally hit the head of the judge's pen!
The expected explosion did not appear, the light disappeared, and there were some purple-black bristles on the judge's pen, turning Ling Tian's attack into his own power!
"sharp!"
Ling Tian praised it heartily, but the one he praised was the Judge's Pen. The Vitality Cannon was already a level three spiritual weapon. If it could achieve this level, the Judge's Pen would probably be at least a level five spiritual weapon.
Huakong chuckled and shouted again: "Book of Pens: sleepy!"
The speed of the purple-black brushes was several times stronger than before. They reached Ling Tian in an instant and intertwined with each other to form a round cocoon-like thing, trapping Ling Tian inside.
"The third form of Yanzhao: Dragon Nirvana!"
Another fire dragon, Ling Tian broke open the cocoon in an instant, and before his body could fully get out, a hard pen stabbed towards his heart!
Ling Tian's left hand was placed in front of him!
Ding!!
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and Ling Tian's body was pushed back seven or eight meters. He retreated to the edge of the field surrounded by dozens of people. He shook off his numb left hand and sprinted again!
"What a hard hand!"
Huakong saw that Ling Tian's left sleeve was broken, revealing some purple and black tattoos, but it was not injured. He said sincerely, waved his big pen, and rushed towards Ling Tian.
"Now it's your turn to taste my attack! Cage!"
Ling Tian smiled crazily and formed seals with his hands. Suddenly, dozens of purple-black flames appeared out of thin air around Huakong who was charging forward. They spun rapidly and soon formed a fireball! Huakong was tightly trapped, but he reacted
Not too slow, he wrapped himself in a thick protective net of brush hairs in an instant!
Ling Tian's handprints changed again and he shouted: "Prison Cage: Strangulation!"
The fireball shrank instantly and turned into dozens of flame sawtooths, tightly wrapping Huakong's body and twisting it rapidly!
I saw pen hairs flying all over the sky, and then slowly dispersed into vitality.
"Book of Pens: Explode!"
A low cry came from the cocoon, and the cocoon exploded instantly. The saw teeth were shattered and slowly dissipated.
"The Painting of the Pen: Forbidden!"
Hearing this shout, exclamations of surprise suddenly erupted from the surrounding area.
"The painting of the pen! Huakong actually used the painting of the pen!"
"He used this trick to win his first No. 1 position!"
"If Ling Tian is hit, he will definitely lose!"
call out!
A golden forbidden word flew out, arrived in front of Ling Tian in the blink of an eye, and hit Ling Tian.
Ling Tian's body remained motionless, as if he was prohibited from moving.
Seeing this, the people around who supported Ling Tian sighed secretly.
Huakong slowly walked up to Ling Tian, put away the judge pen, and said with a sunny smile: "You lose..."
Before Huakong finished speaking, Ling Tian, who was standing there, suddenly formed a long sword and quickly placed it on Huakong's neck. He smiled slightly and said: "Brother Hua, even if I can't move, you can
You shouldn’t be careless.”
Before Huakong could react, the smile on his face was still there. After a few seconds, the smile gradually turned into a bitter smile: "I lost."
"I admit it, Brother Hua is indeed the number one member of the Lingmei Demon Fox Clan. I just used a trick to defeat you. Otherwise, with my Yuan skills, I still wouldn't be able to defeat you."
Ling Tian dispersed the long sword and said with a sincere smile. Just now, he used illusion again, and the one who was hit was just the phantom. Because Huakong's moves were all as the name suggests, so he returned to the same place in the next second and could not stand still.
Move, wait until Huakong gets closer before taking action.
If Huakong had come over with a big pen, the two of them might have had to fight for dozens more rounds, but Huakong was so confident that he directly withdrew his weapon.
Therefore, Ling Tian won.
Huakong waved his hand, indicating that Ling Tian did not need to comfort him, and asked with a wry smile: "You have been banned by me, how can you still move?"
Ling Tian shrugged, took a few steps back, came to the edge, pointed at a man who looked surprised and motionless, and said with a smile: "He is the one who was taken advantage of. You hit him."
Only then did Huakong understand that Ling Tian had used his speed to escape the forbidden words and then returned to the same place.
"It's a pity. If I step into the realm of war spirit, I can use the locked ban. Then let's compete again. If I don't chase you, I don't believe you can disappear out of thin air."
Huakong was very relaxed and made a joke. He put his arm around Ling Tian's shoulders and returned to the teleportation chair. Ling Tian sat on his second chair one step ahead.
Huakong also smiled when he saw this. He originally wanted to give it to Ling Tian. Although he would lose face, he is a man who dares to take risks and is able to bend and stretch. But now Ling Tian's actions are also saving his face, which can't help but make him feel better.
Huakong also returned to his original position, and the two began to happily communicate about the battle just now, salivating and praising each other. The onlookers neither screamed nor booed, and were surprisingly quiet.
The little beauty on the side seemed unhappy that Ling Tian was ignoring her. She jumped down from the chair, climbed on Ling Tian's lap and sat down, listening to these two idiots complimenting each other...