Cheng Luo suddenly got angry, and hit Nangong Lingyun's face with a heavy punch accompanied by arcane magic. His technique was uninteresting and sloppy. It seemed that Cheng Luo had entered a state of selflessness without even realizing it.
Nangong Lingyun suddenly dodged away and escaped Cheng Luo's magic attack. Of course, Cheng Luo himself knew that this attack was not intended to be offensive, but just to put Nangong Lingyun's psychological pressure on him.
Cheng Luo himself knew very well that in terms of speed alone, he could never compare to martial arts practitioners. Although he was very fast, it could be seen that he still hid a lot of strength. If he was just as fast as him
If he reaches the limit, then Cheng Luo would do nothing better than include him in his team.
Nangong Lingyun turned around and settled down, using S-shaped steps under his feet, letting Shadow Shang's sneak attack pass and knocking him back with a side kick.
"Shadow Shang, stand down! Let Cheng Luo do it by himself!" Yan Zhiyang lectured from the side.
"This... he... ugh!" Ying Zhishang still had a look of resentment on his face, but at this time he had to listen to his elder brother's words and retracted the dagger from his waist, staring at the man in green with red eyes who had made him look embarrassed.
The iron folding fan in Nangong Lingyun's hand quickly attacked Cheng Luo, and his body turned into a light green shadow and quickly approached Cheng Luo. Cheng Luo sneered, arcane energy rose around him, and the secret sword moved forward.
Silently, the next scene became an eternal classic
At the moment when the weapons were handed over, purple and blue light burst out. After such a brief flash, blood spattered, and horribly, the sound of magic bursting and the sound of the blade penetrating flesh suddenly sounded... everyone was stunned.
A figure flew out horizontally, and passed through the misty green figure stirred up by the magic explosion. It fell like a kite out of line, Nangong Lingyun!
He turned around forcefully in the air, stabilized his body and landed on the ground. Nangong Lingyun's chest and the arm holding the folding fan were injured by the explosion. The cloth robe near the wound had been burned, and there were still bits and pieces of arcane magic left on the bloody folding fan.
flame
Ling Yun's face was covered with a layer of gloom, and his eyes showed a little confusion. He stood on the spot and adjusted his breath. He couldn't figure out why he was hit by magic when he could have escaped unscathed from an attack? Before the magic exploded, he
My body seems to be attracted to something!
"Hmph, if you don't plan to use all your strength, you will die under my magic!" The smoke of the magic explosion dissipated, Cheng Luo gasped, the secret sword was stuck in the snow, and his left hand could barely support it.
The sword stands firm
Cheng Luo is not in a good state now. He didn't expect that this guy's iron fan has a blade on it. The arm that originally held the sword is dripping with blood from top to bottom. His shoulder is deeply penetrated, and the pain is not very strong.
, it seemed that his right arm had lost consciousness. Cheng Luo's left index finger quietly drew in the air, and a faint blue light appeared in his eyes.
Nangong Lingyun's pupils tightened, and he obviously felt something was wrong. He could clearly feel the powerful energy fluctuations under his feet!
Mire Technique!
In the moment when the snow was soft under his feet, Nangong Lingyun tapped his toes and jumped several meters into the air. He flew back more than ten meters in the air and reached out to hold up his hand that was fluttering in the wind.
The front fabric has a bit of a classic feel
Of course, Cheng Luo wasn't standing here just to watch a costume drama. His eyes froze. Three missiles flew towards Nangong Lingyun in a row. He used the force from his feet to jump up into the air. He swung the secret sword with his backhand and aimed directly at the target.
Gong Lingyun’s legacy
Nangong Lingyun smiled slightly, unscrewed the folding fan in his hand, and swung his left hand in front of him like a fast-moving chainsaw.
Don't underestimate this palm-sized folding fan. It completely disintegrated the arcane missile in a few displacements. Nangong Lingyun chuckled, and his left hand suddenly exploded. The iron fan whizzed towards Cheng Luo like a horizontally rotating gear.
He was suddenly startled. The guy in front of him looked like a character in a martial arts novel. With his calm elegance and the iconic folding fan in his hand, if he was the reincarnation of Chu Liuxiang, Cheng Luo would definitely believe it.
The iron fan was close to his eyes. Cheng Luo opened the fan with his sword. The powerful force caused pain to his left hand, and his body began to fall downwards.
"Do you want to restrict me like this? You are so naive!"
Arcane Barrier! Magic Rope!
"Not bad!" Nangong Lingyun said lightly, with a sarcastic smile still on his face. He slowly raised his injured right arm in front of his chest in a parrying posture. A green light glowed around the wound, and the skin and flesh of those who had been bombed were torn open.
The skin is growing and recovering at the speed of the naked eye.
Cheng Luo snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly rose up. He held the secret sword in front of him and stabbed towards Nangong Lingyun's throat.
Nangong Lingyun launched an offensive, his right hand was enchanted and free, and he punched Cheng Luo in the lower abdomen, but his upper body was completely exposed to the secret sword.
How could Cheng Luo miss this perfect opportunity and stab forward without any scruples? No matter how long his arm is, it can't be as long as a one-handed sword!
"Poof!" The blade at the top of the iron fan was vaguely exposed from Cheng Luo's chest, and then he was hit with a heavy punch in the lower abdomen. Nangong Lingyun continued to turn around and hit Cheng Luo's chin with an elbow. His whole body was hit hard like a bullet.
on the ground
-21414-11457-9584 "Haha, trickery." Nangong Lingyun smiled softly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. "I didn't expect that the trick of the god of arcane magic could be defeated in one move." He took advantage of the situation and pushed the iron from Cheng Luo's back.
Pull out the fan, blood spurts out
His body landed lightly on the ground, he gently shook away the blood on the iron fan, opened the fan and fanned slowly, and looked at Cheng Luo who was buried deep in the snow not far away with a smile.
Nangong Lingyun is different from Cheng Luo. If it were him at this moment, he would definitely take advantage of the victory to pursue you and kill you while you are sick. At this point, Cheng Luo is still a little bit of a villain. After all, the world is so cold. If you don't kill your enemy
Completely eliminate them. Not only will they not be grateful to you, they will fight back like mad dogs.
However, Nangong Lingyun was really like that kind of knight-errant gentleman in martial arts. He was not in a hurry to deliver a fatal blow to Cheng Luo. Although this would indeed be a gentleman's demeanor, it was also his fatal injury!
The next moment, his smile stopped in shock
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The war is about to begin! Please be patient, officers!
In this obscure society, we are constantly getting injured as we keep climbing. However, there is no savior in this world, we can only save ourselves.
I recommend the new book of my apprentice "Fanatical Xiao Cui" - "The Frenzy Era", an urban romance novel! The author is mm!
