"I underestimated you. I didn't expect that you actually practiced combat skills. However, wanting to kill me in this kind of heat is undoubtedly out of the blue. It's okay, let you know the gap between the peak of the Juyuan Realm and the early stage of the Juyuan Realm."
Although Wei Ming was horrified, the collision just now showed him how capable Yang Zhen was. In his opinion, he could kill Yang Zhen with his powerful strength.
Wei Ming sneered, his whole body energy was running, and a long knife suddenly appeared in his hand. It was six feet tall and half a head taller than him. The long knife appeared and struck Yang Zhen directly, barely stopping at all.
Yang Zhen instinctively felt the danger, and the long sword also appeared in his hand. Because the opponent's sword was too fast, he could only defend passively at this moment. It could be said that one step was slow and every step was slow.
"when!"
The swords collided, and a powerful wave spread out. Both of them fought with all their strength. If this was outside, it is estimated that cracks would definitely be split in the earth. But fortunately, this was a battle, and there was no movement at all. It felt like
Just like fighting normally.
Wei Ming had the upper hand and was naturally unforgiving. He slashed left and right with his long sword. The power of the sword was comparable to that of a sword. There was even more light flashing on the long sword. At a glance, it was clear that it was full of Yuan energy.
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Wei Ming's wishful thinking was good. He wanted to use powerful force to make Yang Zhen unable to fight back. Facts have also proved that the power burst out from his long sword is indeed amazing. If an ordinary master, under such a strong attack, would
Even if the tiger's mouth doesn't bleed, it still has to be numb.
It seems that Yang Zhen fell below, but in fact nothing happened. After all, he is good at using brute force. In addition, although the long sword is powerful, it does not really attack the body after all. Therefore, this kind of attack will do no harm to him.
Of course there is, but it's not up to par.
Faced with Wei Ming's powerful attack, Yang Zhen was unable to break it for a while. After all, his original strength was down by more than one level. In addition, Wei Ming was originally a master of swordsmanship, so it was reasonable to suppress Yang Zhen.
If this continues, it will indeed be very bad for Yang Zhen.
Wei Ming can be said to have a long sword in his hand, cutting all over the world, and the speed of his attacks becomes more and more enjoyable.
Although he knew that continuing like this was not the answer, Yang Zhen was at a loss as to what to do. The feeling of passivity made him quite depressed.
"This kid Wei Ming is indeed more powerful than before after retreating. I really want to have a battle with him."
On the edge of the battle ring, several young people looked at the two people on the battle ring, each with their own thoughts, but Ao Xiu's eyes were full of disdain.
"It seems like it won't work unless we come up with a unique trick."
Yang Zhen was very depressed. He didn't expect that a single move would cause such a passive situation.
The next moment, lightning flashed all over Yang Zhen's body, and several bolts of lightning suddenly flew towards Wei Ming. The lightning speed was so fast that it almost fell on Wei Ming before he saw it. At the same time, his long sword as fast as the wind paused briefly.
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Taking advantage of this juncture, Yang Zhen suddenly transformed and disappeared under Wei Ming's sword.
"It's just lightning, what can you do to me?"
Although Wei Ming was struck by lightning, although this kind of lightning would have an impact on him, it was not significant. People who can cultivate to the peak of Juyuan are not mediocre people.
Yang Zhen's face was expressionless, and he quickly circulated the energy in his body. He knew very well that if he took it lightly next, he would probably die directly under the sword.
The rules of battle determine life and death.
Yuan Li condensed, Yang Zhen raised his hand and pointed, and the long sword flew towards Wei Ming with a "whoosh" sound.
Wei Ming sneered. Although the flying sword was fast, with his strength, it was no problem to dodge it. Moreover, he believed that the reason why Yang Zhen attacked him with the flying sword was that, firstly, his energy consumption was huge, and secondly, he did not dare to fight with him in close combat.
Wei Ming believes that the outcome of this battle has been decided.
Sure enough, the flying sword suddenly stopped before it even got two feet in front of Wei Ming.
"Protective Qi?"
Yang Zhen had a look of disbelief on his face. He didn't expect Wei Ming to have cultivated the protective Qi. No wonder he didn't take him seriously from the beginning. His lover already had someone to rely on.
Knowing that the flying sword was useless, Yang Zhen immediately changed his approach, transformed and disappeared in place. The next moment, Yang Zhen grabbed the long sword and struck it down in the air.
Yang Zhen's original idea was to use the flying sword to deal with Wei Ming a few times, and then find the right opportunity to get close and use the power of a thousand pounds to determine the winner in one fell swoop. But now, the plan went beyond expectations, and he could only raise the sword and attack hard.
Already.
A sword slashes down, carrying a thousand catties of power, using powerful and hard skills.
Wei Ming saw Yang Zhen approaching, with disdain in his eyes, but when the sword struck down, he suddenly felt a hint of danger. Although he didn't know where this idea came from, Wei Ming subconsciously unleashed his full strength.
When the long sword slashed down, Wei Ming's body-protecting aura was shattered as if cutting a watermelon, and the long sword fell directly on Wei Ming's long sword.
"when."
There was a soft sound, and the swords separated. Yang Zhen stood still, but Wei Ming took five steps back before stopping. There was a rare look of horror in his eyes, but at this moment, Yang Zhen's sword struck again.
Wei Ming was worthy of being a master in the sect. He had recovered from the fright, his eyes were shining, and his fighting spirit suddenly burst out.
Yang Zhen attacked Wei Ming with a thousand kilograms of force. He used all his strength in almost every move. At this moment, he was already ready to kill Wei Ming.
Wei Ming also burst out with all his strength, attacking with his long sword continuously and in a tricky way. It seemed to be traceless and chaotic, but in fact it was secretly killing him. The sword seemed to become his incarnation, getting stronger when he encountered force.
This was a murderous knife. If Yang Zhen hadn't suppressed it with all his strength, he would have been killed long ago.
The swords collided, you came and I fought, and the fight was endless. The two people in the battle concentrated on it, used all their strength, and never wanted to cut down the other side.
The battle that originally seemed to be one-sided turned into a stalemate after Yang Zhen's powerful force exploded. If we want to decide the winner, it depends on who can persist to the end.
This fight lasted for five minutes. Both of them were gasping for air. This kind of all-out fighting was very exhausting. Yang Zhen almost felt that his energy was almost exhausted. But now, he
It is impossible to stop, because once you stop, you will die.
Although Wei Ming was full of energy, this kind of confrontation made him feel quite confused. His original strong attack turned into defense, and he was almost depressed to the point of vomiting blood.
The swords collided again, and the two were separated at the first touch, and what followed was the final move.
Yang Zhen's energy and energy were condensed like never before, and he even felt that the energy around him was drilling into his body. He slowly raised his long sword, and Yang Zhen changed his body and suddenly disappeared on the spot, carrying a thousand catties of power to kill Wei Ming.
But just as he had just transformed and shifted, he instinctively sensed danger. Before he could react, he was kicked two meters away from the transformed state. His throat felt sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out.