The two people slide on the ice like two phantoms, intertwined and intertwined. When they touch each other, there will be many collisions in every collision.
Mu Yunhan Xuan Bing’s rapid gliding passed a bad flash in his heart. He quickly fought his sword several times with flint. Mu Yunhan already felt his arm slightly limp and numb, blocking the other sword’s mental consumption, and it was even more dramatic that he secretly thought that lining could not go like this.
Mu Yunhan suddenly leans back on the ground and spins on the ice with one foot axis. Several sword lights pass by the side. The ice beats and shakes, and the ice turns over and kneels. The ice beats and shines with a glittering light. "Xuan Bing spear!"
The challenge ring rises instantly, and countless crystal spears are forced to stop pursuing the ice spears.
Pastoral cloud cold gasped for a mouthful of long gas eyes flashed a cold light drink a way "kill ~"
All Xuan Bing spears are suspended for one meter, leaving the ring like sharp arrows, turning and stabbing at the willow string.
Willow string clang clang clang clang ~ A sword turns into ten shadows and stabs ten ice figures. As soon as the figure turns to the side, the remaining ice is swept away, and all the ice turns around instantly, followed by the willow string, forming a mighty Xuan Bing spear. The river is full of rivers and waves.
Many sharp turns in the willow string can’t hide from Xuan Bing’s lock. Suddenly, he turned and stood in the middle of the sword, and the eyebrows were full of firm but gentle waves, which poured out from the body like streamers and shot at the dense ice spears.
Boom-boom ~ pieces of broken ice debris in the ice spear fall down magnificently and splash a little ripples in the streamer defense cover.
After all the ice spears were broken, the willow string figure flashed in front of Mu Yunhan and said faintly, "Why don’t you shoot?"
Mu Yunhan shook his head with a wry smile and said, "There is no need to solidify the sword into a silk sword. I give up!"
The audience gave an exclamation, "Mu Yunhan actually gave up."
"What do you mean by setting the sword into silk?"
"Who is this willow string? Never heard of it? ！”
……
All the judges in black in the ruling division camp are proud to see Lord Liu, but you naturally don’t know our trump card.
"Liu Xiansheng ~" All the comments in the Archbishop’s Audience immediately disappeared.
After the Archbishop removed the protective cover, Mu Yunhan regretted flying to the surface and the willow string flew to the second floor.
The breeze is entangled in this battle at the moment, and I can be sure that I will never defend against their opponents even if I don’t have defense! If you want to attack slowly, there will always be times when the defense will be broken, and the loss will not be too heavy. Do you really want to kill the enemy by 999 means?
Chapter one hundred and sixty The wind was badly abused
As there were nine people in the second round, it was the last round.
The archbishop floated in the center of the ring, and with a wave of his hand, two balls of light flew out and exploded, revealing two names: Bai Feng Han Long.
On the second floor, Han Long turned to look at Baifeng’s wrist and clicked his mouth, revealing an excited smile.
The breeze also looked at Han Long and pressed her fingers, white and slender, and she didn’t feel anything. It was quite nice.
Why can’t I suppress the breeze for a while? I’m so angry when the momentum is crushed ~
"A white peak against Han Long!" Archbishop’s voice rang
At the same time, the breeze Han Long fell from the second floor to the ring.
Looking at the ring face to face, there is a fresh contrast between the breeze and Han Long’s consciousness. One is soft and the other is rough. From the outside, the breeze is at a disadvantage
“！” The archbishop drifted back to the corner.
Han Longgen was rude and didn’t mean to say hello. He clenched his fist and was about to hit the breeze.
"Wait a minute!" The breeze drinks a lot.
Han Long momentum a despise said, "what? Are you going to give up? "
The breeze took out a handful of symbols from the bosom, shook the symbols and hummed them, and all kinds of flames turned into colorful lights, covering the breeze body like a colorful person.
Han Long looked at the wind body cascade defense shield the instantaneous meng again this skill?
The wind took a long breath, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "All right! Come on! "
Han Long immediately nu way "I’m going to tell you today before absolute strength all small means are".
The foot soil fertility is a heavy rumbling roar ~ A shocking lion roar Han Long’s whole person turns into a flaming dark golden lion and pounces on the breeze.
When the pupil of the breeze shrinks, it feels like an ancient fierce beast coming straight at it, and the fierce breath shakes the mind. "The ruling fist of the temple!" Immediately drink a drink to dispel the haze in my heart and punch out the same way.
"Roar ~" A white and golden lion also saved Peng ~ Two lions collided, and the lion dissipated. The breeze surged in air billow and flew back directly from a fall in the air billow. Half kneeling hundreds of meters away, it kept sliding backwards and went to defend against the brilliance.