Chapter 533: Misery

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In the second collision, the two were still equally divided.
call.
Liang Long took a deep breath and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
A light flashed through his eyes.
"Meteorite extinction finger, three-finger town Qianmo!"
A few words slowly flowed in his heart, he slowly raised three fingers, without fancy, just point out gently towards Hu Yijian ahead.
"Hu Yijian, this is my strongest move now. If you can resist my attack, then you win this game."
Liang Long said, his voice was vigorous.
"Since Brother Liang came out with the strongest blow, I can't keep my hand, Hu Yijian."
Hu Yijian smiled slightly and clenched the empty scabbard in his hand.
Rumble!
The square and the sky are full of energy.
At this moment, the light of the whole world seemed to dim.
But seeing Liang Long's head, three hundred gigantic giant fingers slowly emerged.
Unlike the previous giant fingers, these three giant fingers are actually connected together, and the feeling is like the prototype of a palm, giving a very mysterious feeling.
The next moment, accompanied by Liang Long's extended fingers, the three giant fingers engraved with thousands of mysterious lines descended from the sky, carrying a huge shocking pressure, and fell heavily to Hu Yijian.
Under three fingers, millions of magic can be suppressed!
This blow is the strongest trick that Liang Long can perform today.
With this blow, it is facing some ordinary martial arts practitioners who have turned to Nirvana, Liang Long has the power to protect himself!
When Hu Yijian saw this scene, his face was also unprecedentedly dignified.
He could feel it. Liang Long's blow was very strong.
It's not comparable before!
Whisper.
He slowly exhaled a white cloud of gas, and Hu Yijian's whole body was tense, in the shape of a lunge. His left hand was carrying a scabbard, and his right hand was making a virtual sword.
"Old friend, are you ready?"
Hu Yijian asked softly.
The scabbard buzzed and shivered.
"Okay, then, come on."
In the eyes of Hu Yijian, there was a horrific warfare burst out!
"Ten Hall Yan Luojian."
Five words, slowly spit out from Hu Yijian's mouth.
The words did not fall, Hu Yijian drew his sword sharply, and then made a forward stab action.
No sound came out ...
There is no sweeping wave ...
Everything is so calm ...
But the next moment everyone saw that the void in front of Hu Yijian was directly distorted!
The three giant fingers suppressed and the space was distorted, so the next moment, these two distortions were collided without fancy.
This time, too, there was no sound.
But those three giant fingers were stuck in midair.
The distortion of space, starting with Hu Yijian, has stopped and has not spread.
The whole world seemed quiet.
But next moment ...
Click! Click!
Suddenly there was a crisp sound like a broken mirror!
I saw the three giant fingers, which broke apart by one inch, and eventually collapsed!
And that space distortion is starting to recover at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. After a few short breaths of work, the space distortion is completely gone!
Eventually, the space returned to normal.
Than the stage, quieter.
Liang Long and Hu Yijian stood facing each other, staring at each other.
Liang Long already had a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, dropped down the eyelashes, and fell to the ground.
Hu Yijian's face was even paler, and his breathing was not smooth.
But next moment ...
"Oh!"
Suddenly there was a flush of blood on Liang Long's face, and he immediately spit out a blood spurt. His body shuddered and almost fell to the ground.
Hu Yijian murmured, stepping back a few steps, as if suddenly being attacked, a drop of blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he finally fell on his knees on the ground, if not in his hands Supported by the scabbard, now he is lying on the ground.
Obviously, both of them were severely backstabbed in that blow!
...
Zhanwu Palace, the first floor.
Many people are stunned.
what's going on?
Why are they both "virtual"?
Can we continue to fight?
Xianfeng over there.
"It seems that these two strong selections can't go on."
Yi Yaqing's mouth evoked a touch of mature and beautiful radian, and said lightly in her heart.
Not only did Yiya Qing think so, the female elders at Tianfeng and the gray-haired elders at Jianfeng also thought so.
Liang Long and Hu Yijian are equally divided, and neither of them can help.
If we continue to fight, it will be the will to compete, and whoever has the strongest will be able to persist to the end.
But the fool can see that the wills of Liang Long and Hu Yijian are extremely strong!
Who knows when they will compare?
"It's boring and boring. If you continue playing like this, you won't be able to separate the results for three days and three nights!"
On Yuanfeng's side, Daoli yawned and said angrily: "It's boring, I'm going to sleep, I'm stuck."
After speaking, Daoli is a scalp slump and fell asleep,
Nangong glanced for a moment, said nothing, then continued to look at the huge light curtain and shook his head gently.
This comparison, indeed, can not tell the difference.
...
In the chaotic space.
Lin Chen sat in the void, while devouring the power of knowledge here, while watching Liang Long and Hu Yijian fighting.
"I won't wait here for three days and three nights."
Lin Chen shook his lips and said secretly in his heart.
Because Hu Yijian and Liang Long did not have any intention to stop!
...
At the same time, outside Zhanwu Palace.
A man in a black robe and a hat came slowly.
His body didn't shake up and down. The feeling was like floating in the sky and moving.
Slowly, he entered the first floor of the Zhanwu Palace.
Did not get anyone's attention.
He sat in the back row and raised his eyes, which were blood-colored, exuding dark colors, giving a gloomy feeling, like depression.
Of course, after glancing at the light curtain, he slowly retracted his eyes, closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and said nothing, as if caught in a falsehood.
Because he appeared to be too non-existent, because no one was present at the scene, even if he noticed it, he didn't take it to heart.
After all, it is an annual freshman comparison, and it will definitely attract a lot of people to watch it. It is not surprising that some people are now watching.
...
The battle between Liang Long and Hu Yijian is still ongoing.
That's bigger than on the stage.
Almost an hour has passed.
Hu Yijian's nose was swollen and his face was swollen, his fists could not be clenched, and his fist fluttered and hit Liang Long's face.
Without any power, it's like tickling.
Liang Long also raised his palm and patted Hu Yijian's lower abdomen.
There is also not much power.
If you do n’t know, you thought the two were acting. The speed of this snail's movement and the tickling attacking power are nothing.
Finally, both of them couldn't stand it ...
"Thump" two times, both of them shivered, and both fell to the ground.
Liang Long was lying on the ground, panting heavily, and the pain in his body made him feel a little sleepless.
Hu Yijian was lying on the ground obliquely, curling his body, shaking from time to time, indicating the pain in his body at the moment.
Both of them have reached their limits.
...
Zhanwu Palace first floor.
"hiss!"
Countless people couldn't help but take a breath.
Because now, what these two look like is really terrible!
The nose is swollen, the clothes are ragged, and the shawl radiates ...
Worse than a beggar!
"I didn't expect these two people would fight to such an extent."
Many people shook their heads. This is the case, and it will be really boring to continue fighting.
That speech elder also realized this.
So he said, "Everyone present, how do you choose the two of them as the second best together?"
As soon as this remark came out, it was immediately echoed by countless people.
"can!"
Drinking together, shaking the sky.
"it is good."
The elder of the speech nodded his head, and his heart moved, and he passed the second qualification of the two.
Immediately everyone saw that on the stage, the bodies of Liang Long and Hu Yijian were all illusory, and disappeared little by little.
"Isn't it right? If both of them are second best, what is Lin Chen? Will it be tomorrow's final? Is Lin Chen playing against them in World War II?"
"Yeah, that's not fair!"
"Regardless of his fairness and unfairness, Lin Chen will not lose greatly, Mo said it is two, even if it is twenty, Lin Chen will not lose greatly!"
"Well, I think the elders should have considered this, so they let the two enter the second strong together."
"..."
The audience suddenly talked in pieces.
"Everyone be calm, and tomorrow, Daozong will give you a reply."
The elder of the speech spoke again, and his voice revealed an unshakable and steady atmosphere.
"Well, well, that's the only thing. I believe our Zongmen can show us a really exciting final."
Many people say so.
To be honest ...
The speech elders don't know what to do!
The reason why he made Liang Long and Hu Yijian become the second strong together is because he has no choice!
Liang Long and Hu Yijian fight again, that is to threaten life!
Whether it is Liang Long or Hu Yijian, they are indispensable good seedlings of Daozong, and they are likely to become heaven-level disciples in the future. As an elder of Daozong, he naturally does not want to see these two good seedlings Just leave the aftermath of a lifetime.
Therefore, we can only take one step at a time.
There must be a road before the car arrives. In short, save the two good seedlings first, and then talk about the finals. It is not too late to discuss them later ...