Chapter 157: Outer door first swordsman
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Warrior’s Promise
- Baili Longxia
- 1331 characters
- 2021-02-04 11:40:20
The entire square was quickly quiet again.
The needle can be heard.
Many people are screaming in the heart, right!
Sumo, finally met with the people of Tianmeng!
Li Jiandong, known as the first swordsman of the outer door, has a sharp hand and is extremely powerful.
Even this year's foreign door ratio, Li Jiandong is expected to break into the top three.
This time, facing Li Jiandong, who is ranked fourth in the outer door, can Sumo win?
Many disciples were secretly excited and looked forward to the next battle.
Hey!
A cold-faced Li Jiandong, carrying a long sword, took the lead on the stage.
Subsequently, Sumo's body shape was also on the stage.
"Sumo, your life, I want it!"
Li Jiandong said indifferently and coldly.
"That depends on you, is there any skill!"
Sumo’s mouth evoked a smile.
Immediately, Sumo slowly pulled out the black sword on his back and said: "I heard that you are the first swordsman outside the door, I hope not to let me down!"
Wen Yan said that Li Jiandong had a smile on his face and said: "I won't let you down, you can die under my sword, enough to be proud!"
Immediately, the two no longer talked, and their eyes fixed on each other.
Both of them are concentrated in the peak state.
The two of them did not ask the elders this time. Tianmeng and Sumo are not dead, and there is no need to say anything more.
next moment.
Hey!
Li Jiandong moved, his body flashed, and he immediately pulled in the distance from Sumo.
His sword was squirted, and a cold flash suddenly flashed, and it was extremely fierce. The air was like water, and the old well had no waves. It could not create any resistance to the cold.
So fast sword!
On the battle platform, even Wang Hui couldn't help but get nervous and worried about Sumo.
Sumo face does not change color, the right hand shakes, the black sword light is like a poisonous snake out of the hole, violently coming out, accurately pointed on Li Jiandong's sword tip.
Ding!
The infuriating sword tip touched together, and Mars splashed and dazzled.
A wave of anger, from the two swords, rushed to both sides.
The next moment, Li Jiandong's figure flashed, and the long sword crossed the beautiful arc and bowed to the waist of Sumo.
Hey!
At the foot of Sumo, the wind swayed a few steps, avoiding the attack of the other side. At the same time, the black mysterious sword slanted out, and a sly sword shot at Li Jiandong.
Li Jiandong's long sword trembled again and again, breaking the sword and attacking Sumo again.
叮叮叮叮~~~~
The two kept on fighting, the swords were swaying, the cold light shone, and the sharp collision!
The attack speed of the two men is reaching the limit, often with a blink of an eye, and several swords have been issued.
Somo can't help but boil, he has never encountered such a powerful sword.
Li Jiandong's swordsmanship is superb, fierce and hot.
Sword and sword are completely different concepts.
Sword technique is a sword skill and a sword skill.
Although Sumo has cultivated a three-level sword of the sword, the attack is powerful, but his swordsmanship is not superb.
Li Jiandong's swordsmanship is extremely superb, and he will be fast, accurate, and sturdy, and will fully play to the extreme.
Sumo used this war as a kind of tempering and tempering his swordsmanship.
However, although Sumo's swordsmanship is not as good as Li Jiandong, but because of the cultivation of the Shenfeng swordsmanship, his mind is integrated into the wind, his speed is no worse than the other side, and he can easily grasp the opponent's attack rhythm.
In a short time, the battle between the two is inextricably difficult.
"so amazing!"
"It's really fun!"
"Li Jiandong is not the first swordsman in the outer door, the sword is super!"
"Sumo is also very powerful, and he can compete with Li Jiandong."
There are many people talking about it. Some disciples with low strength, although they can't see the battle between the two, know the dangers.
Unlike the swordsman, the swordsman needs to open and close, and the knife is arrogant.
The swordsman is the opposite. The swordsman with a high sword skill can often beat the opponent at a small price. He is good at one shot and kills. It is a superb performance.
Li Jiandong is obviously one of the best.
On the stage.
Li Jiandong's arm turned into a phantom. In an instant, he smashed dozens of hundreds of swords, and the swordsmanship of the scorpion, as fast as a mans, wave after wave, like a wave to the Sumo.
Sumo held the sword in both hands, the sword swayed, and the sharp swords swayed and smashed the swordsmanship.
Hey!
The two men struggled for one or two hundred strokes, and Li Jiandong suddenly retired and opened a distance with Sumora.
"Sumo, I have to admit that your strength is really good!"
Li Jiandong said: "But you are still dying! Playing with you for so long, it should be over!"
Sumo heard a sneer and said: "He Yangjun and Yi Xiaoguang also said that they would kill me, but they are now dead!"
"court death!"
Li Jiandong’s smashing in the middle of the game is full of vitality, and his body is full of enthusiasm.
"Broken swordsmanship - the sword breaks the sky!"
The sharp sword smashed the void, with an unrivalled power, and smothered Sumo, and it was instantly killed.
"It is over!"
Sumo’s flash of light, not only did not hide, but rushed toward the sword.
Su Mo bodyized the afterimage, the black Xuanjian in his hand shines brightly, and instantly smashes three swords.
Hey~
Jianguang tore up the oncoming sword, Sumo speed did not decrease, and immediately rushed to Li Jiandong.
"Dead!"
"The wind is amazing!"
Sumo violently screamed, suddenly the whole body of golden light, black black sword into black lightning, and like the nine-day magic wind, violently down, the power of earth shaking.
"Want to kill me, you are still far behind!"
Li Jiandong screamed, and the same sword was thrown at the black mysterious sword.
The next moment, the two swordsmen squatted together.
Li Jiandong’s face changed dramatically.
clang!
Just listening to a crisp sound, the sword in the hands of Li Jiandong suddenly broke.
This sword of Sumo is extremely inferior. The four spirits are full of ingenuity, comparable to the six-fold physical strength of Lingwu, the most powerful style of Dacheng’s wind and sword, and the black mysterious sword weighing more than 10,000 kilograms. Destructive power is unparalleled.
The sword in the hands of Li Jiandong is only a second-class medium-sized weapon. Even if it is the top of the second-class medium-sized weapon, it is still broken.
The long sword broke, and the black mysterious sword was still as fast as lightning.
Hey!
The black light crossed the body of Li Jiandong, and the sword rips the flesh and blood, making the scalp numb.
Hey!
Jianguang was hidden, and Sumo stood tall and looked coldly at Li Jiandong, who was forbidden in front of him.
"The first swordsman outside the door will be a thing of the past!"
Sumo said a faint sentence.
As soon as the voice fell, I saw Li Jiandong’s body suddenly cracked.
A blood line, from Li Jiandong's shoulder, slanted to the other side of the waist.
next moment.
boom!
Li Jiandong fell down, his body broke into two pieces, and the blood stained the battle table.
A sword is broken and bloody!
hiss!
The sound of the cold air around it suddenly sounded, one after another.
The disciples outside the watch were once again shocked.
powerful! overbearing! Hot!
This is the only feeling Sumo gives to everyone.
Li Jiandong, who is ranked fourth in the outer door, is still being strangled by the strong!
From now on, Sumo is the real first door of the swordsman.
Nangong Linjue's face is already black as the bottom of the pot, and the fists are tightly smashed up.
Even Duan Bingye, who has never regarded Sumo as an opponent, is also cold-faced at the moment. Her body is chilling, and the moisture in the air has turned into ice slag, which has fallen to the ground.
In the distance, in the pavilion, the face has been shocked by the wave of ancient wells, and the first time there has been fluctuations.
A faint singularity, from his picking eyes, flashed past.