The flying sword and the spear intersect in the air through the heavy waves of air. The night sword shape suddenly felt the irresistible pressure coming from the flying sword.
When I felt stuffy in my chest, I felt like I was punching someone hard. The throat was slightly sweet and blood surged up.
Damn it! Ye Jianying swallowed the blood and stared at Wan Nianhong with a pale face. This guy is indeed not weak.
Wan Nianhong also looked at the other party, pointing the spear from the other party from a distance, and the murderous aura emitted from his whole body almost locked the other party tightly. As long as the Ye Jian shape moves slightly, it will launch a sharp attack.
For a moment, the two on the field stood firm and tested each other.
"Lord, it seems that Lao Ye is a little struggling." Sikong Jianheng looked at Ye Jianying with a worried look on his face, and couldn't help but worry.
Shu Jun frowned. Although he knew that Wan Nianhong's cultivation was good, he also believed in Ye Jianxing's strength. However, he didn't expect that as soon as the two fought, Ye Jianxing suffered such a big loss. For a moment, he couldn't help but
Worry about the Night Sword Shape.
Wannianhong is not a good bird. Next, I am afraid there will be a more powerful attack.
Sure enough, this idea just flashed through Shu Jun's mind, and Wan Nianhong in the field took action.
The spear's spear's spearhead was filled with a rolling airflow, like a turbulent sea, rushing towards the shape of the night sword with a shaking momentum.
Ye Jianying's face was solemn, and she no longer had the same laugh as she was when she was on the stage. A flying sword shone with a faint green light, surrounding her body, waiting for an opportunity to find the other party's flaws.
roar!
In the center of the murderous aura, it seemed like a giant dragon was rushing towards me. The night sword shape retreated continuously, and the flying sword was always left and right. When the opponent could not find the flaw, he would only lose faster when he took action.
The Wannianhong spear danced rapidly, like a dragon and a tiger. The aroused airflow and the murderous aura emitted had already trapped the Ye Jian shape tightly in it.
For a moment, Ye Jianying had only the strength to resist and had no chance to attack. The whole person was like a small boat in the turbulent waves, which could sink into the sea at any time under the striking waves.
"Lord..." Luo Jiutian said with a worried look on his face.
Shu Jun shook his head, looked solemn on his face, and said softly: "Don't act rashly first. If Xiaoye is in danger of his life, it will not be too late to take action."
Luo Jiutian nodded and retreated helplessly. His pair of tiger eyes showed an anxious look, looking at the night sword-shaped shape that was dodging around.
"Master Shu Sect." Wan Nianqing's voice came over, "It turns out that there are no weak soldiers under the strong general. The brother on the field has extraordinary cultivation. It seems that my second brother is going to suffer a loss."
Shu Jun smiled coldly, and couldn't figure out the other party's intention to say this. Logically speaking, the person who suffered a loss was Ye Jianying, but Wan Nianqing said the other way around, but he didn't know what the purpose was.
Just as Shu Jun thought, Wan Nianqing spoke again, "Master Shu Sect, when Mr. Ying Yu set the rules just now, I forgot to say, if anyone loses in the end, should he be punished?"
"What are you thinking? Let's listen carefully." Shu Jun said lightly, his face calm.
Wannianqing laughed proudly and said, "Who lost in the end? Kowtow three times to show respect, how about?" A pair of triangular eyes looked at Shu Jun, his face full of mocking.
"Lord!" Sikong Jianheng said angrily, looking at Wannianqing and cursed, "Wannian Turtle, you are so shameless! I think we are afraid of you!"
Wan Nianqing remained silent and smiled, "Of course I didn't think so. It was because of this that I came up with such a rule. Sect Master Shu didn't agree. Is he afraid?"
"Fuck! How could our lord be afraid?" Sikong Jian blushed and pointed at the other party and shouted. As soon as he said that, he realized that something was wrong. In this way, he agreed to the other party's request. Looking at Ye
If you want to lose in the sword shape, isn’t this disturbing his mind?
Thinking of this, Sikong Jianheng's face turned gray and regretted it even his intestines turned blue.
Ye Jianying in the field also heard Wan Nianqing's words, and staggered under his feet and was almost hit by Wan Nianhong's long spear. Fortunately, he was light and dodged quickly. Otherwise, the long spear would have been absent from entering his chest, and then he would be no longer
It’s amazing, it’s not about drinking and hating it.
"Sect Master Shu, how are you doing? Have you considered it?" Wan Nianqing asked.
Shu Jun's mouth raised gently, showing an extremely confident smile, and his eyes turned to Wannianqing. A sharp gaze shot out from his phoenix eyes, and he smiled faintly: "What's wrong? In this way, it can add a little bit to this battle."
Intriguing." He chuckled, his eyes turned to Ying Yu, "Young Master Ying Yu, what do you think?"
Ying Yu shook his head and said, "Although doing this will damage the dignity of the loser, it can also increase the fighting spirit of the two. If both of you agree, I have nothing to say."
"Okay, then that's all!" Shu Jun's voice was calm and he glanced at the other party with disdain.
Wannianqing laughed proudly and shouted at Wannianhong who was in power in the field: "Second brother, you heard it, work harder, don't embarrass your brothers!"
Wannianhong was in full swing, and she laughed when she heard this, "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely twist this kid's head off!" After saying that, the long spear dance became more urgent and the offensive became more fierce.
I only suffered from Ye Jianying, and in order to avoid the opponent's attack, I was in a mess and almost lost the strength to fight back.
"Old Ye, if you lose, don't come back to see us again!" Sikong Jianheng couldn't help but encourage Ye Jianying. But what he said made people feel unhappy.
"Sikong Jianheng! You smelly mouth! Can you say something nice?" Ye Jianying replied in a hurry.
Sikong Jianheng was stunned, and then he shouted loudly, "Ye Jian Shaped! Come on!"
"Okay!" Although Ye Jianshi's situation was critical, his optimistic attitude was not affected at all. The flying sword roared through the air and began to fight back slowly.
"Lord, the situation is a bit bad." Luo Jiutian whispered in Shu Jun's ear.
Shu Jun frowned slightly and said softly, "Don't worry, even if we lose this game, we still have a chance. As long as Xiaoye is alive, everything will be easy."
Luo Jiutian nodded and his eyes focused on the two people fighting fiercely in the venue.
When Wannianhong saw Ye Jianshi start to fight back, she couldn't help but sneer, "Boy! It seems that I have to use my ultimate move!"
"Little grandson! If you have any tricks, use them quickly! Grandpa, I'm watching!" Ye Jianying smiled, flew around, and risked his life under his red nose.
Wan Nianhong didn't expect that the other party would dare to take such a big risk to fly past him with a flying sword. He suddenly picked up the spear, but was snatched by the other party and fled from afar.
"Okay, let's see how you escape this time!" Before he finished speaking, the spear head sank, filled with vitality, and raised it suddenly, and the night sword shape was flying in the sky.
"Boy! Death!"
call!
The spear in Wannianhong's hand let out a dragon roar, leaving his hand, and flew towards the Ye Jian shape like an evil dragon. Ye Jian shape hurriedly dodged, but he didn't expect that the spear had not yet approached, and suddenly a few more were added.
All his retreat was blocked.
Oh no! Ye Jianxing secretly complained that something was wrong, and it was too late to dodge.
"Ye Jianying!" Sikong Jianheng couldn't help but exclaim, and jumped forward and was about to rush forward to help Ye Jianying. However, Shu Jun stopped him.
"Lord, Lao Ye..." Sikong Jianheng's voice was a little trembling. While speaking, he couldn't help looking back at Ye Jian's shape who was in desperate situation.
Shu Jun shook his head, and a trace of sadness flashed in his phoenix eyes, "You can lose by fighting, but you must never lose! We must believe in our comrades!" His voice was not high, but it was full of trust in Ye Jianying. The present was present.
Almost everyone hears it clearly.
The energy of protecting his body was instantly stimulated, and the night sword-shaped robe was swelling, but it was still difficult to repel the flying spear. For a moment, he kept retreating, and his clothes had cracked in many places.
No one can tell that Ye Jianshi's defeat has been decided. Now he has struggled and has been in vain.
Am I going to lose? Ye Jianxing smiled bitterly in his heart. Thinking of Shu Jun's words just now, he suddenly felt ashamed. How should I face my lord in the future?
The strength on his body gradually became weaker. Before he could sigh, the strong wind stirred by the ten thousand-year-old red spear had nailed the night sword to the distant ground.
"Oh, I'm so embarrassed. We won the first game!" Wan Nianqing applauded.
Sikong Jianheng saw the arrogant and domineering look, although he was so angry that his whole body was trembling, he couldn't say anything. He could only stare at the other person angrily, with anger in his eyes.
Wan Nianhong also put away his spear, looked at Ye Jianying, who was lying on the ground with disdain, and laughed: "I will save you a life and kowtow to me later!"
"Master Shu, we have won the first game. Next, it's time to play the second game, right?" Wan Nianqing asked with a proud look on his face.
Shu Jun's eyes kept looking at Ye Jianying. Just as he was about to speak, a voice interrupted him.
"Ten Thousand Years of Turtle! The first game is not over yet, right?"
"What! This kid is not dead!" Wan Nianhong turned around suddenly, looking at Ye Jiansha who was struggling from the ground, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He just made all his strength, and the attack hit Shu Jun.
I was afraid I couldn't bear it, but this kid actually stood up again!
"Old Ye! I knew you are fine!" Sikong Jianheng jumped happily, "Go, go! Give me anger!"
Ye Jianying's face showed a signature smile again. Without waiting for everyone to react, his feet were already on the flying sword and running towards Wannianhong.
Wan Nianhong never expected that the other party would recover so quickly. Before the spear could be pulled out, the fierce attack of Ye Jian had already launched a full-scale attack on him.
The sword light fell from the sky like a meteor. The whistling sound was irresistible with the majestic aura of mountains!
Wan Nianhong opened her eyes wide, and her hands holding the gun couldn't help but tremble. Before she could even shout, countless sword lights hit him like iron fists.