Chapter 194: Double Blade Fighting

Lu Jingjing's ice flames, elegant black flames, Ren Ensheng's energy attacks all came down, Liu Shengyi's sword flickered all over his body, all the attacks were shattered, and several people present on the battlefield were long-lived and dead, leaving the Mingdu evolutionists in fear. Exist, but in the face of Liu Yisheng, no one can stop his edge.
"Everyone retreats, retreats far away." Hong Ding yelled, Gu Ding's ghostly masterpiece reflected in the sky, and then fell abruptly, trapping Liu Yisheng in it, and "everyone retreat".
On the battlefield, it wasn't only Ichiro Ichiro who was alone. Seeing that he was trapped, Ye Jiahong and Li Hui shot at the same time. The magma fell from the sky. The hot breath seemed to burn the heavens and the earth. The flames raged out, and from a distance it looked like the seawater was flooding the magma. Cheng Cheng pressed his hands on the ground. A towering tree turned into a shield to block the black wind, and the battlefield was chaotic for a while.
The guards suffered the most losses. They were ordinary people and would die with a slight touch. At this moment, most of the corpses lying on the ground on the battlefield were members of the guards.
The dark red magma suddenly broke through the ice flame blockade and rushed towards the first legion evolutionist. A black light door suddenly appeared in front of him. Zheng Wenhuan and Yan Weiqi stepped out. The slow light wave set the magma in place. Taking this opportunity, Zheng Wenhuan took the injured course. Sincere, elegant and Lu Jingjing took away.
"You can't walk, solemnly, and still don't shoot," Li Hui shouted.
Next to Zheng Wenhuan, Zheng Zhenghuan appeared, raised his hand, and the machete was in the middle of Zheng Wenhuan. Fortunately, he used the back of the knife. Zheng Wenhuan did not die, but his injuries passed out.
A branch of Cheng Cheng was entangled to Zhengzheng, and Zhengzheng's machete cut across it. The cutting ability shred all the oncoming branches. At this time, the elegant attacked from behind, and the black flamingo rushed to Zhengzheng, which was inconsistent with the appearance. With a terrifying high temperature, I looked at it with a stern knife. Although the fire bird cut, the machete also turned into hot metal.
"Quickly withdraw" Hong Ding yelled again, and Liu Shengyi Yilang, who was trapped by him, had cut Gu Ding's shadow out of the crack and couldn't hold it for a few seconds.
At the same time, Li Hui's black wind broke through the trees and screamed.
Suddenly, the sky turned golden, and in the dark night, the golden light shrouded the world, which not only slowly dissipated the black wind, but also gave people who were exposed to the golden light a slight treatment.
Everyone was stunned watching the mountain stream. Under the golden light, the beautiful Liu Pian swayed the dew that healed the world like a goddess.
Hong Ding and others were also stunned. Liu Pingran was invited by Hong Ding to treat the person who was cut by Liu Yiyi Lang, because the wound caused by Liu Yiyi Lang had a special blade, and Cheng Guoguo could not be cured. Liu Pianran, the top healing power of the sun gathering place.
Their impression of Liu Pianran has always been a weak and kind girl, but at this moment, Liu Pianran's image reversed, and the word goddess appeared in everyone's mind.
Li Hui stared at Liu Pianran dumbfounded. "It's impossible, my black wind has been melted. How is that possible?"
Yan Zheng looked at the blood in the wound to stop it, and looked at Liu Pianran complicatedly.
The whole battlefield was stunned by Liu Pianran, staring at her sternly.
If Jiang Feng is sure to be here, another piece of time and space, one of the seven masters of the city, and the titled strongman Liu Pianran, is known as the existence of the rain god, and her ability has only now begun to show to the world.
As soon as Pong was attracted by Liu Pianran, even Hong Ding temporarily forgot about the person named Liu Yisheng, until Liu Yiyi Lang broke out, and everyone found that his face was pale and his gods came out.
"East, kill that woman," Li Hui suddenly shouted, spreading across the battlefield.
Everyone looked at the direction that Li Hui was pointing at, it was Liu Pianran.
Because in the night, gold is too dazzling, Liu Pianran is the target of life and freedom.
The faces of Hong Ding and others changed greatly, and they rushed to Liu Yisheng for the first time, but it was too late. Liu Yisheng was obviously very interested in Liu Pianran. He cut it with one stroke, and his gaseous sword cut across the sky to Liu Pianran.
Everyone's mouth widened, watching this scene dumbly, unable to rescue.
"It's over" everyone cried.
The battlefield was silent. Everyone looked at the gaseous sword and cut it to Liu Pianran. Ten meters, eight meters, five meters, three meters, and one meter. When everyone thought that Liu Pianran would be cut with a sword, the voice of Jin Ge Resounding through the battlefield, a simple and unrefined long sword fell from the sky and stood in front of Liu Pianran. The invincible gaseous slash was blocked and dissipated.
The crowd stayed again, and the sudden long knife not only dissipated the sword of Ichiro Ichiro, but also torn the mountain stream, as if the earth could not bear the power of the sword.
Liu Pianran had no fear on his face, took a few steps back, and a figure came out from behind.
Seeing the silhouette, Hong Ding and others were completely relieved. He came, and the battlefield is now ruled by him.
Liu Batian, Su Yang's gathering place is second only to Jiang Feng's top masters, none of them, and the only one who can challenge Jiang Feng.
In the battlefield of Nuoda, howling in the cold wind, in the night, Liu Pianran's golden light dazzled like the sun, shining on Liu Batian's face, which set off his Tianxiong posture.
At the moment of Liu Batian's appearance, Liu Yisheng's life was completely restored to the scabbard, his eyes were calm, without fluctuation, and he looked at the other side.
The quieter it gets, the more terrifying it is.
Unconsciously, Liu Batian and Liu Yiyilang became empty. Everyone consciously withdrew from this battlefield. At present, this battlefield belongs to them.
"You are very strong," Liu Yisheng said first.
"You are also good," Liu Batian responded.
Invincible on the battlefield, as if killing the Ichiro Ichiro is just good in Liu Batian's eyes, making everyone outside the battlefield hear shame.
Although Hong Ding can resist Liu Yisheng, and is barely considered a master of series, but the two are of different types, there is no comparability, and it is impossible to compare attack methods. Therefore, in the eyes of Liu Yisheng, Hong Ding has never been a strong opponent. Only the man in front of him let him feel the thrill of excitement.
In the dark night where the golden light shone, the two men looked at each other thousands of meters apart, without warning, or even the initial movement. Two long swords with different shapes hit each other, and the golden light was covered in an instant, and the endless sharp knife Mengpu shot wide and the ground rolled over. Everyone only saw the ground cracks split into spider webs. I didn't know who shouted. Everyone hurried back, lest they be affected, but some people were sucked into the seams. In evolution, the evolver could escape, and ordinary people in the security forces would be squeezed into it when they entered, and a tragic sound rang through the battlefield.
In the middle of the battlefield, Liu Batian was suppressed. Liu Shengyi Yilang repelled Liu Batian one hundred meters with a single stroke, and thoroughly suppressed Liu Batian's long sword. "Secret biography of Liu Sheng-Liu Sheng pull sword", Liu Shengyi Ichiro Drinking a low voice, the language is no longer obscure, the blade is deflected, one after another sharp gaseous razor blades suddenly come to Liu Batian's eyes, Liu Batian's eyes are cold, his eyes hide the excitement only when he meets the Xeon Feeling, the long sword crossed in the palm, the gaseous sword mang was all cut off, looking back, a golden sword man crossed the sky and cut to Liu Yisheng.
The life of Liu Yichi was split with a single knife, and the gaseous sword and the golden sword were collided with each other. Two horrific and trembling attacks collided on the battlefield. The crowd felt only sting in front of their eyes and immediately avoided sight. No ears were heard. It rang, and when they looked again, the two men's long swords collided again, sending out the crisp but dull Jin Ge's voice. The two figures moved within a meter, the blades fluttered, and the earth continued to sink. They couldn't bear each other's attacks, and the air was distorted, making people feel that they had already come out of this world. Everyone even thought that when they saw the mirage, they were all dazzled.
Even Lin Long, Zhang Haoran, who is a third-level master, looked horrified. Once this horrible battle pulled them in, the death of the whole body was a delusion.
Cheng Cheng's turbid eyes that have not changed for a hundred years have become a color of wonder.
Even Hong Ding, who was barely at the same level, praised that he could protect himself under the two men, but could not fight back.
The sword is the hegemon of the weapon, and the sword-slave attacker is heavy.
In a small battlefield, everyone was fortunate to see the peak of the current sword fight, making everyone dare not even breathe hard, not only would they be affected but they would be different, and they wanted to see the peak battle up close. This contradictory psychology As a result, the attack on all parts of the battlefield stopped, and they were looking at the center.
With a pong, the two separated. At this moment, the fighting ground had subsided ten meters, and the groundwater had spread. Both men stepped in the water. Any attack made the groundwater rise a few meters high, as if it were raining.
Liu Batian looked at the long knife, and the small gap was particularly eye-catching. The long knife rebuilt with the addition of mutant ore could bear all his strength, but could not withstand the same level of impact.
The life of Ichiro in Liu's life was not much better, and a narrow crack spread on the blade.