Three hundred and thirtieth chapters ten tricks have not arrived(2/2)
Seeing this, Elder Luo Feng said in his heart that he was about to suffer. Chen Yan's Dragon Elephant Battle Body Art was so terrible. With one punch, a holy sound suddenly sounded, and at least he had reached the third level of cultivation.
"Hehe, take another punch!"
With a wild shout, in everyone's surprised eyes, Chen Yan ignored the vast sword force that Tang Tong condensed again, like a wild beast, rushed violently and collided, and his fist light burst out and directly hit the tip of the sword.
clang!
Suddenly, a metal-like collision sounded, and Tang Tong was shocked, and the long sword in his hand almost flew away.
Too fierce... The opponent's boxing technique completely defeated his Water Moon Sword Technique. With his strength, 50% of the opponent's continuous approaching with his strength in his body, he could not perform his strength.
"Come again."
Chen Yan smiled grimly, and the power of the dragon and elephant filled his body was like purple light, as if it were the essence.
Bang bang bang!
The fist light exploded, and Chen Yan kept approaching. His terrifying body held the stimulating sword light, and he suffered only a little skin injury.
Lin Yun felt a little helpless, knowing that it was only a matter of time before Senior Brother Tang Tong lost.
I'm afraid there will be no more than ten moves.
If he could master the true meaning of the Shuiyue Sword Technique, use softness to overcome hardness, and can break the opponent's turtle shell-like defense in silence.
Unfortunately... he was completely out of his way of practicing his swordsmanship.
Puchi!
After eight moves, Chen Yan, who was bullying in front of him, punched Tang Tong in the chest, trembling with blood and flying.
After landing, his face turned pale, he was holding a long sword, and he was about to fight again.
Princess Fenghua in the chief position said lightly: "You have lost until you reach the point, and you can't change anything even if you continue to fight."
"Tang Tong is back."
Elder Luo Feng's face looked a little ugly. Not only did he lose, but he was defeated so quickly. Princess Fenghua's words made him feel a little ashamed. The meaning in his words was clearly that he was fighting, but he was just a self-centered person.
Take the humiliation.
"I haven't used ten moves, the Shuiyue Sword Technique is just Er'er. Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is known as the best swordsman in the Great Qin Empire. I think it's just a false reputation."
Chapter completed!