Chapter 160: Peak matchup


As the deacon's words fell.
Sumo 眸 精 精 精 , , , , , , , , , ,
Sumo turned his head and looked at Nangong Linjue not far away. The other party also showed him.
The eyes of the two are like swords, such as the blade, colliding in the void.
In the middle of the Nangong Linjue, a piece of Sen Han.
Hey! !
In the next moment, the two figures flicked and almost came to the stage at the same time, standing 30 steps apart.
"Sumo, this moment is finally here!"
On the face of Nangong Linjue, he finally showed a cruel smile and joked: "Are you ready to die?"
Nangong Lin will never let Sumo pass, and the majesty of Tianmeng can't be trampled.
Today, he is going to kill the people who dare to provoke the Tianmeng in front of all the disciples in front of all the disciples.
"You are sure, can you beat me?"
Sumo’s face also had a faint smile.
Hey!
Nangong Linjue pulled out the long knife on his back, and the tip of the knife pointed to the ground. The cold road said: "No one can pick me up in the entire outer door. Do you think you can take a few knives?"
The words of Nangong Linjue are full of invincible self-confidence.
This is confidence in his bone marrow.
Summo smiled and smile filled his face.
"Sorry, today, I can not only pick you up five, I want to kill you!"
Sumo smashed in the fine mansions, killing the machine.
"The frog at the bottom of the well! Now, I will let you see the gap between you and me!"
Nangong Linjue laughed and screamed.
Immediately, neither of them spoke again, and the horrible momentum erupted from both of them and rose to the sky.
Nangong Linjue’s momentum is surging and rising. The airflow around him rioted and turned into a raging wind, raging around.
He has a long knife in his hand, and he trembles and shines.
Sumo’s eyes stared at each other tightly. At this moment, he did not hide his strength.
He gave a faint golden light, and the six whirlpools in the body all ran up, and the boiling infuriating roar in his body.
Hey!
The black mysterious sword was unsheathed, and the infuriating gas was injected into the long sword. Even the battle platform was pierced by the sharp sword.
"Master, do you say that Sumo can really defeat Nangong Linjue?"
On the battle platform, Wang Hui couldn't help but ask Wei, who is not far away.
"Winning and losing, between the five and five!"
Elder Wei said faintly: "This is also a hurry to him!"
Wang Hui nodded, and the victory and defeat of the two were really difficult to judge.
Although Sumo’s fighting power is against the sky, Nangong Linjue’s fighting power is superb. Moreover, the most important thing is that Sumo’s cultivation is a five-fold talent, while Nangong’s cultivation is a spiritual reality. Heavy peaks.
At the time of the two talking, on the stage.
laugh!
Nangong Lin was moved, and he took the lead to launch an attack. The knife was soaring, and the knife was slashing. The sharp white knife smashed the air and smashed to Sumo.
"broken!"
In the hands of Su Mo, the black Xuanjian flipped, and a sword gas came out, blocking the opponent's knife.
"Dead!"
Nangong Lin felt angry and screamed, and the long knife smashed again and again. The horrible knives were like the flood of the dyke, and they were rushing, and the white knife was arrogant and unstoppable.
Boom! ! !
The deafening explosion continued to sound, and the air riots on the entire battle platform were all whistling swords and white knives. The figures of the two were completely covered and could not be captured by the naked eye.
Nangong Linjue's sword is extremely prosperous. If he is not as good as his people, he will be defeated by his knife.
Hey!
Daddy, a figure skyrocketed and rushed to a height of 100 meters.
It is Nangong Linjue.
"Sumo, even if you are strong, you must die!"
Nangong Linjue no longer had the indifference before, people in the air, like a god, the momentum of the body once again surged.
"The sky is broken!"
A violent drink, Nangong Lin felt the sword in his hand slammed down.
This knife is terrifying, and the horrible knife is dozens of meters long. Even the clouds on the sky are sharply divided into two.
It seems that the heavens and the earth must be separated.
"Wind and scream for nine days!"
In the face of such a terrible knife, Sumos did not let it go, and a sacred sword attacked it.
The wind is raging, rolling for nine days, the sword is shining, the fierce cold light is accompanied by the endless wind, and the horrible sword is fiercely confronted.
boom! !
Hey~~
The knives that were tens of meters long were cracked, and the aftermath was on the battle platform. The entire battle platform was instantly fragmented and destroyed into a pile of gravel.
"how is this possible?"
Seeing such a horrible trick, it is impossible to shake Sumo, and the face of Nangong Linjue has changed.
Sumo's strength far exceeds his expectations.
It turned out that in the previous game, the opponent did not even play half of the strength.
"Nan Gong Linjue, what is the skill, all show it!"
Sumo stood proudly in the ruins and shouted.
"Receive me ninety-nine!"
Nangong Lin screamed and rushed to Sumo.
Boom! ! !
Hey! ! ! ! !
The two men's offensive is getting faster and faster, and they are constantly colliding. They are like a knife, and a sword is more fierce than a sword.
The shock wave formed by the collision between Jianqi and Knife Mang, madly sweeping, crushing the broken stone of the battle table and rolling it to the sky.
The disciples around watching the war, panic, violent retreat, far away.
The figure of the two could not be captured, only to see the sword and the knife raging, from the ground to the air, from the air to the ruins of the battlefield, everywhere.
One hundred strokes!
Two hundred strokes!
Three hundred strokes!
For a moment, the two men played more than three hundred strokes, still no matter what the outcome.
"God! More than three hundred strokes, still no match!"
"I didn't expect Sumo's strength to be so terrible. Even Duan Bingye's sister couldn't stand Nangong's five brothers, but he and the Nangong brothers fought more than 300 strokes!"
"I don't know, two of them are even better!"
On the square, the pot was blasted, and countless foreign disciples were stunned.
In the top ten outside the door, Fei Fan, Ling Muchen and others, even more open mouth.
It turned out that this is the real strength of Sumo.
Hey!
Daddy, in the field, the shape of Nangong Linjue suddenly retreated, and quickly opened a distance with Sumora.
"Sumo, have to admit, your strength really surprised me!"
Nangong Lin felt a dignified face, Shen Sheng said: "But if you only then, you still have to lose!"
Hey!
The next moment, behind the Nangong Linjue, a golden shadow appeared in the sky.
It is Wuhun!
Sumo Dingqing looked and saw each other's martial arts. It was a huge dragonfly, three to four meters long, and all the backs of the dragonfly were golden scales.
This is a terrible, wide forelimb, like two big knives, cold light.
On top of this illusion, there are nine auras shining, dazzling.
Human-level nine-order Wuhun!
What surprised Sumo most was that the nine auras of the other martial arts were not yellow, but purple.
Nine auras, eight of which are purple auras, only one is a yellow halo.
Nangong Linjue released the Wuhun, and the whole square suddenly burst into horror and there were many discussions.
"The Wuhun of the Nangong brothers is a golden back knife!"
"Not bad! The golden back knives are a very special kind of monster, but they are natural swordsmen, two arm knives are dancing, and the swordsman of the contestants is even more powerful!"
"I have heard about the martial arts of Nangong’s brothers, and they are infinitely close to the martial arts of the prefecture. Today, it’s true!"
"Yeah, eight purple halo, a yellow halo, is the strongest soul below the land level!"
Listening to the surrounding arguments, Nan Gong Lin felt a smile on his mouth.
"Sumo, release your martial arts!"
Nangong Linjue said.
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