Vol 2 Chapter 612: The battle of gentlemen (2)

Hey!
Along with the sound of the dragons, the seven figures turned into a breeze, the soldiers were not present, and the killings were hidden. The seven breeze breeze toward the male sheep feathers, with a hint of tenderness, slowly blew past.
Breeze, breeze, I saw no wind in the breeze.
The ram feathers are dignified, and the gentle breeze can't bring him a little warmth.
Long sticks like a dragon tumbling, flying up and down, rolling up the boundless wind and roaring, even seven steps back, each step back, will leave a residual image, nine days above will also sound a thunder.
Hey!
When the eyes of the warriors in the audience were too late to react, there were seven buzzing sounds on the stage.
The sound is deafening, the sound waves are like thunder, passing through the wind and thunder enchantment, passing to the ears of everyone, only feeling the eardrum micro-shock, with some pain.
Each one looks blank and fears in his heart. If there is no such thing as a wind and thunder, then everyone will have to be deaf for a short time. What are the two monsters?
Youlong nine changes, and together!
Ever-changing, combined!
The two screamed at the same time, and the murder of Xiao Chen and the afterimage of Gong Yang Yu would be together at the same time.
A stick carries the ultimate wind and thunder mood, and through the power of seven afterimages, tears the space, like a mountain, roaring down.
The situation is vigorous, and what is the strong force, this stick is a strong force.
The situation is big, there are sorrows and sorrows, there are rushing thunder and roaring, the wind and thunder are roaring in unison, and the thunder is borrowed from the wind and the wind is inexhaustible.
Force sinking, infinite sticks and secret techniques, each afterimage is the ultimate attack of Gong Yang Yu, now the seven residual images overlap, that is, the attack power of Gong Yang Yu has suddenly expanded seven times.
With three times the attack power, the wind thunder will be torn, and the dragon will be rushed away, and the wind will surge, making the heavens and the earth discolored.
Then, seven times the power, what should be!
Gong Yang Yu is very strong, but Xiao Chen will be much weaker than him. The previous killing intention broke out at the moment when the seven figures coincided.
Ling Xiao’s killing intentions turned out to be boundless blood, and the air on the platform seemed to solidify. The imposing stick of Gong Yang’s feathers slowed down under the blockade of this killing.
Across the martial arts, the warriors in the audience watched the air on the stage, and felt a guilty conscience. I can imagine how the pressure of the ram feathers locked by the killings is under pressure.
But this is not enough, it is not enough. You have the ultimate atmosphere of the wind and thunder, let the wind borrow the wind and the wind, and evolve the boundless general trend, pressing the people.
I also have a thundery mood, but also stronger than you, than you, you will be afraid of your boundless power, afraid that you will force people.
In the Thunder Valley, I received the death of Thunder, the immortal Thunder's will.
At this moment, all of the thunder's artistic conception broke out, containing a hint of immortality, a perfect and full of thunder, mixed with the ultimate killing mood.
On the slender blade, a horrible thunder is formed, and the crystal cyclone in the body is a crazy operation, making the thunder more horrible.
boom!
The two people's afterimages and avatars, the moment of integration, the wooden sticks and the long knife quickly came into contact.
A loud bang that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the ears that everyone had just been tortured by the sound waves, under this loud noise, completely lost their temporary hearing ability, and only some powerful military people were spared.
Hey!
Above the ground, the two people's feet under the wind and thunder, spread a crack. The dragons came out one after another, and the sound of the dragons was loud and clear, and the thick clouds above the nine days could not help but roll and dance.
Hey!
The two quickly retreated to the rear, and there were blood stains on the corners of the mouth, apparently suffering some internal injuries.
Xiao Chen stepped back ten steps to gain a firm foothold, while the Gong Yang Yu retired a total of fifteen steps, only slowly stabilized, his face is more ugly than Xiao Chen.
One does not repair the flesh, one is physically strong, and facing the power of evenly matched forces, whoever suffers a greater amount of damage is obvious.
Wiping the blood stains on the corners of the mouth, the ram feathers showed a faint smile on his face: "Since the self-promise sticks have become a big success, among the peers, no one has won the attack power. You are the first one."
Xiao Chen gently waved the moonshadow knife and smiled slightly: "You are the same, my thunder and killing mood, with the sixth layer of purple thunder, under the knife, you can still stand and talk."
Along with the sound of a dragon and a dragon, in the face of the turbulent trend, the two men cherish each other, but they are right, but there is not much victory and defeat, and they are calm and calm.
This war is just a contest.
jump!
The ram feathers hold the long stick and gently wave a circle. The thunder is rumbling, the wind is not enough, and then a heavy step on the ground. The momentum quickly condensed and sipped, "Come back!"
Phantom Promise!
Slender long sticks, ups and downs, between the original, the ram feathers derived three afterimages, each residual image is not the same.
One roar like a dragon, the king makes the world; one is like a golden snake, the lightning is galloping; the other is like an eagle spreading its wings, breaking through the clouds.
The residual image was turned into three arcs, and immediately flew toward Xiaochen. In the instant of the moment, the three residual images coincided, and the three sticks of the three momentums fell again.
Xiao Chen erected a long knife, his left hand was attached to the blade, and quickly slid toward the top. A misty sunflower bloomed quietly at the foot. When the finger crossed the tip of the knife, the flower bud suddenly closed.
boom!
The long stick hit the flower bud and spread a crack on the ground. The flower bud did not change much.
This move is Xiao Chen's most powerful defensive tactic. The power of the knives will also become stronger with the increase of the Thunder's artistic conception and killing mood. Now it is enough to defend against the blows of any other generation of warriors.
Hollyhock flowering!
Among the flower buds, Xiao Chen finished his handprints, and the flower buds immediately burst into bloom, producing a powerful explosive force, and the ram feathers that prepared the second stick would fly out.
The petals of the sky danced with the wind, and Xiao Chen jumped out of the flower buds. Through the strange power that fell above the petals, the speed soared and chased the past.
In the face of Xiao Chen, whose speed has increased by 20%, Gong Yang is slightly surprised, not in the speed of Xiao Chen.
In the petals of the sky, the original place does not move, but the long stick of one hand is constantly changing. Using the phantom, the various kinds of momentum are derived, and the attacks that Xiao Chenfei rushed are blocked.
It can be lost for a long time. Among the petals, Xiao Chen has the advantage of speed, and there is cooperation between the killing and the thunder, and no one can ever squat forever.
Gong Yang Yu naturally understands this truth, his face sinks, and he decides to break the boat, and he will win the game.
The heart is also a bitter smile, although it has been expected before, the white robe knife in front of you will be your own enemy.
But I still didn't expect this person to be so difficult. Under his almost unsuccessful attacking power, he was actually blocked. The various momentums of the phantoms were also offset by the speed advantage. It is.
Now it is more forcing him, and he has made a lore to deal with the Eight Great Sons.
乾 一 !!
Suddenly screamed, the long stick in the hands of Gong Yang Yu quickly swung up, and the whole body surged. An irresistible wind blew over, and the petals of the sky suddenly fell, and the pieces fell.
Dry for the sky, Kun for the ground, take the power of the earth, take the power of the sky, and throw it away!
With the rotation of the wooden stick, the momentum of the Gongyang feathers continues to climb. When the momentum climbs to the peak, the wooden stick in the hand does not need to move, and it is directly out of Xiao Chen.
When the stick came out, the face of Gong Yang Yu was also pale and pale. This trick cost him too much effort. If he can't beat Xiao Chen, he can only admit defeat.