Chapter 83, come on, fight again!

Among Li Liyang, Xiao Chengxuan, Fang Tianyi, Lin Xin, Ren Xiaoyao, and those who lost in Ding Hao’s hands, there was only one thought in this moment—I am not as good as Ding Hao!
The little pepper Li Yiruo stood in the same place as if it was struck by lightning.
In her mind, involuntarily emerged from the edge of the pool, the screamed at her scene, although she was very reluctant to admit, compared with the in front of her, the past with the laughter and self-expression The so-called genius teenagers of the so-called Han Feng Fan are really weak!
The brothers of the White Shirt Intermediate Court [Seven Yimeng] suddenly felt a little worried that Liang Feixue would have trouble, and Li Muyun also had a different color in his eyes!
Further away, the only shadow of the genius that appeared only during the Ding Hao game, a pair of beautiful scorpions, staring at the upper body of Ding Hao , released a soft light, and so many times, she wants to rush out to help Ding Hao, reason has made her restrained.
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Ding Hao will smash all the broken green shirts around his waist.
There are countless broken wounds on his body, which makes his physical strength pass by.
Fortunately, [Sword and Double Eucharist] is a powerful blood physique. Although it has not been completely opened, Ding Hao has already been comparable to the martial arts in terms of strength, and he is surprised to find that he is Resilience, also very abnormal, some shallow wounds, only a faint red line has been restored at this time.
This battle is undoubtedly the most difficult battle Ding Hao has ever faced.
Since the crossing, it has been the first time that I have been so seriously injured, and I have fallen into a hard battle that hardly sees the light.
The battle with Li Muyun is full of freehand, and this battle is naked cruel!
However, because of this, Ding Hao has benefited a lot.
No matter how enchanting his swordsmanship talent is, the real peerless swordsmen are accumulated and sublimated from the battle. After the battle with Liang Feixue after the madness, Ding Hao’s understanding of the sword, the grasp of the fighting rhythm, The improvement of combat intuition has grown at a speed of flying!
Moreover, his manipulation and understanding of the body's wind and snow is also rapidly deepening.
"Come on, fight again!"
Ding Hao runs the mysterious, a black hair dances in the night wind, striding to take the initiative, heroic and unparalleled.
Liang Feixue’s body felt the threat, instinctively roaring, and the red-red flame burst in his eyes, ushing in.
More cruel and cruel than before, once again.
Blood splashes, roaring again and again!
Jianguang is like Changhong, whistling.
The limbs of the claws are like a warhammer, and they are hit hard.
The blood finally broke through the cold blockade, flowing out of the wound, along the palm of Ding Hao's arm and hand, to the rusty sword, a little bit filled in the mottled gap of the rust sword. Let this long sword like a fire stick become more vivid.
The rusted sword is filled with blood.
Blood, with the dance of the long sword, swayed in the sky.
Ding Hao has been immersed in the crazy battle.
He couldn't explain why, as a predecessor, a high school student, he fought so madly at this moment, the soul of the previous world merged with the blood of this world, and the adventure and fighting factors from the soul and bone marrow were stimulated.
So that he did not find that with his blood soaked, the rust sword like a fire stick in his hand is undergoing some amazing transformation.
There is a thousand years of rust in a piece, as if it has been melted by the blood, and it has fallen from the mottled blade and flew into the air.
The people around the ring did not notice this strange scene. They all thought that Ding Hao’s blood was splashing.
The battle is still madly continuing.
Ding Hao has thoroughly stimulated his potential.
The raging ice and snow, the surface of the entire platform is covered with thick ice of the fingers, smooth and incomparable, and the biting cold is centered on the platform, as if to freeze everything.
At this time, the supernatural and other mutated mysterious spirits finally played the power of conforming to the definition of "super and so on."
Gradually, the fascinating Liang Feixue, which is dominated by the mysterious power, is not as fast as the beginning.
Because the ground covered by the ice made his high-speed movement difficult, he almost slipped several times, and the pervasive cold, as the wound on his body gradually increased, along the wound gap, bit by bit In his body, the physical function of the owner's terrorist power began to become dull.
Liang Feixue, who has not been dominated by reason, is getting more and more serious.
This is the instinct of the body. I wonder why I am facing such an opponent whose strength is far lower than my own. I will fight so hard, and I am gradually at risk of falling behind.
At this time, the people watching the war were also keenly aware of this.
That is, at this time, Liang Feixue, who has always occupied this upper hand, suddenly has a sigh of weight. How can Ding Hao let go of such obvious flaws, without hesitation, and instantly screaming, rusting the sword, occupying the first hand, thoroughly Suppressed the opponent.
Hey! !
Among the series of bursting sounds, the huge body of Liang Feixue's madness suddenly flew out and slammed on the ground, and the snow and ice splashed. If it was not a hasty, the claws were inserted into the ground to stop, and almost slipped down the platform.
"Liang Feixue wants to lose..."
"Cold, Ding Hao's insistence has been rewarded, is this the horrible variation of the snow and ice scent? Is it silently reducing the body function and reaction speed of the opponent?"
"The mysterious power in Liang Feixue can't resist the variation of Ding's brother!"
Seeing the clues of the famous disciples, some people shouted excitedly.
I don't know why, the game has been going on until now, people's power field is almost one-sided, leaning toward Ding Hao to win this game.
With the peak level of the two martial arts, I fought with a four-armed martial arts opponent for such a long time. The whole body was wounded with hundreds of wounds, and I was arrogant and unyielding. This kind of teenager, with this fifth class One.
Definitely worthy!
Most of the disciples in the White Shirt Intermediate Court were silent. Only in the eyes of the brothers of the Seven Leagues, there was an anxiety, and although they were also faintly admired by Ding Hao, they did not want to lose. Is their second brother.
On the stage.
The maddening beam Fei Xue gave an angry roar.
This roaring voice contains pain that is difficult to suppress.
The red flame that haunted him became more intense. The two eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, and the originally swollen body seemed to have a tendency to expand further.
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