Ling Jing pointed at Han Yu's palm, but did not dare to use all his strength. He clenched the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" in his right hand, ready to respond when Han Yu changed his moves.
At this moment, Han Yu changed his moves. He turned his wrist slightly, slid his palm down, and then slapped Ling Jing's wrist with his backhand.
"Sure enough!" Ling Jing's eyes moved slightly. He had expected Han Yu's change of moves. He immediately followed suit, raised his wrist, bent his fingers downward, and pointed at Han Yu's Taiyuan point.
In an instant, the two of them changed their moves in succession, so fast that it was dizzying.
"So fast!" Qin Baichuan's eyelids twitched slightly, and he said in shock. Although he had advanced to the artistic conception level with his body skills, he was not Ling Jing's opponent if he only fought with moves. Now he saw these two fighting with fast speed.
Come on, the tricks are so weird, it's really eye-opening.
Yang Zuoshi nodded and said: "The leader has practiced the martial arts in the "Holy Fire Order" to an extremely advanced level. His moves are so exquisite that we cannot see through them. But this little brother can actually keep up with the leader so quickly.
The rhythm is really not simple."
The martial arts in the "Holy Fire Order" are not allowed to be practiced except by the Ming Cult leader, and the martial arts above were introduced to the Middle-earth from the Persian Ming Cult, which is very different from the martial arts in the Central Plains. Even the masters of the artistic conception level are afraid that they will not be able to practice such unfamiliar martial arts for the first time.
He was going to suffer a big loss, but this little brother could react within three or two moves. He was really a martial arts wizard.
On the other side, Ling Jing and Han Yu were attacking each other. Seeing that this move would hurt both of them, everyone's wrist would inevitably be hit by the other. Suddenly, they saw the two of them retreat together, withdrawing their palms.
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Han Yu laughed loudly and said: "Little brother, we can't win or lose with this move. There are still six moves left, so you have to be careful."
When Ling Jing retreated, he had already used the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" to protect his chest. Hearing this, he smiled slightly and said, "Brother Han, just take action."
"Okay, little brother, be careful." Han Yu finished his words, and then his body flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Ling Jing. He raised his left hand and punched Ling Jing in the chest.
Ling Jing's eyes narrowed slightly. My rich second-generation girlfriend. Because Han Yu's speed is so amazing, he is almost not inferior to Qin Baichuan, and his body skills are not like Qin Baichuan's, which is a bit fancy, so he just moved
In between, it's straight forward, straight at your own door.
In a hurry, he could only raise his sword to block it. At this moment, he saw Han Yu's hand shake, tilt his fist, and lightly hit the spine of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword".
Was bounced away.
After deflecting the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword", Han Yu's fist power did not decrease, and he immediately punched forward, with a roaring sound, and hit Ling Jing's chest.
This punch was upright and straight forward, no longer as strange as before. Ling Jing was a little confused about this person's thoughts for a while, but at this time, he had no time to think more. He immediately raised his head
The left palm blocked Han Yu's left fist.
Han Yu smiled slightly, and the right hand holding the folding fan suddenly turned into a phantom. There was a "pop" sound, and Ling Jing's left wrist had been hit.
Ling Jing's left hand hurt, and his movements suddenly slowed down. He had no time to block Han Yu's left fist. But the punch came with such force, how dare he let the opponent hit him? He was so anxious that he immediately slipped and stepped back.
Go, the body has been bent into a bow shape.
Han Yu's punch was narrowly avoided by him, but there was no trace of annoyance on Han Yu's face. He suddenly just smiled meaningfully, fluttered the five fingers of his left hand, and suddenly slapped forward.
"brush!"
A huge force hit Ling Jing's chest directly, as if his chest was hit by an iron hammer. His breath was stagnated, and a blush suddenly appeared on his face.
Ling Jing groaned, and was driven back several steps by this force, with blood already spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Such a strong internal force." Ling Jing covered his chest with his hands. He didn't expect that Han Yu's internal force was so deep that he could be injured with just a slap of his five fingers.
Ling Jing forced himself to take a breath of energy to suppress the injury on his chest. Ling Jing forced a smile and said, "Brother Han, there are five more moves."
Han Yu chuckled lightly, but did not answer. He immediately stepped forward again, mishandled his hands, punched Ling Jing in the lower abdomen, and hit Ling Jing's right shoulder with a fan.
In a moment, the two were entangled again.
However, everyone present, almost all experts, could see that Ling Jing was at a disadvantage from the beginning to the end. If Han Yu hadn't been merciful, Ling Jing would have been lying on the ground long ago.
Seeing that Ling Jing was at a disadvantage, Wanyue Mountain suddenly sighed and said: "Old Yang, do you think if we go together, can we defeat the leader?" His martial arts skills were only between those of Ling Jing and Ling Jing, but now he met the leader.
He just suppressed this little brother lightly, and felt that the leader's strength was getting more and more terrifying.
Yang Zuoshi turned his head slightly and frowned: "This assumption is not valid."
Wanyueshan said dumbfounded: "I mean what if."
Yang Zuoshi thought for a moment and uttered one word: "Difficult."
Wan Yueshan smiled bitterly and shrugged. If there is anyone who knows the leader best among the Ming Cult, it is undoubtedly Lao Yang. Since even Lao Yang said that there are so many masters present who are no match for the leader even if they fight together, it seems that the leader
His strength has truly reached an unimaginable level.
On the other side, Lianyi kept a faint smile. In fact, ever since Han Yu prepared to take action, she knew that she had no chance to live anymore.
She grew up in the Ming Cult, but she rarely saw the leader take action in person, but the only time she saw Han Yu fight an old monster with a second-level artistic conception, and at that time, Han Yu had already
It’s not falling behind at all.
Although Ling Jing's martial arts is extremely high, he can fight against Wanyue Mountain, who is at the first level of artistic conception, without showing any signs of defeat. This is beyond her expectation, but facing Han Yu
Lian Yi sighed in her heart, but she could also see that Han Yu seemed to have the intention of recruiting this young master. In this case, there was no need to worry that she would implicate this young master. The latest chapter of Plane Travel Guide.
In a moment, Ling Jing and Han Yu fought four moves in a row. Although Ling Jing knew Han Yu's martial arts skills, the combination of the "Holy Fire Order" martial arts and the "Great Shift of the Universe" was definitely not as good as one plus one equals two.
To put it simply, after trying four moves, he was hit by the opponent three times.
After a duel, the two of them retreated. Ling Jing only felt a dull pain all over his body. He had been fighting continuously for more than four quarters today. The hidden danger of the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" finally began to slowly attack, and all the meridians in his body...
Everywhere was as painful as a knife, and the blood network on his body had spread to his wrists. Even though Han Yu was merciful, the place he hit was extremely painful. I don't know what Han Yu did.
No matter what method, this is simply more uncomfortable than being stabbed directly.
But there was only one last move left. Ling Jing only had to take this move to win the bet. However, at this moment, his mind was as nervous as ever.
He could naturally tell before that Han Yu was a little careless, and even he himself couldn't tell how much of his strength he had used during this period.
Han Yu took two steps back and said with a smile: "Little brother, I didn't want to hurt you. If you agree to join the Ming Cult now, we won't have to compete anymore."
Ling Jing glanced at Lian Yi and saw that she just smiled at him, but there was no worry on her face. She couldn't help but was slightly startled, and turned around and said: "Brother Han, the so-called "save people to the end, send Buddha to the west."
, this last move, no matter what, we have to compete with each other."
Han Yu shook the folding fan in his hand and gently hit the palm of his left hand, saying: "Little brother, you should be able to see that I didn't use my full strength just now, but I won't be merciful with this last move."
Ling Jing took a deep breath and said: "Thanks to Brother Han for showing mercy, but I still want to see if I can take Brother Han's last move."
The way to learn martial arts is to be brave and diligent, and to overcome difficulties. If he retreats at this moment, will he also choose to retreat when he encounters obstacles again in the future?
He didn't want to think about this problem anymore. At this moment, he just wanted to try his best to catch Han Yu's last move.
"Okay, little brother, be careful." Han Yu laughed. Suddenly, he saw his body swaying, one transformed into two, two transformed into three, and three transformed into thousands. In just a few moments, the field was filled with people.
It was his afterimage that surrounded Ling Jing.
"The leader finally started to take it seriously." When Yang Zuozhi saw the leader's move, many afterimages appeared, which were virtual and real, real and fake. Even he couldn't tell which one was the afterimage and which one was the real one.
The real body immediately praised him.
Wan Yueshan, Qin Baichuan and others were all dazzled. Seeing these afterimages one after another, flashing across the field like lightning, their scalps felt a little numb.
When Ling Jing saw Han Yu use this move, he was immediately shocked. With so many afterimages, he couldn't tell which one was Han Yu's real body. If Han Yu took the opportunity to attack at this time, how could he resist it?
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However, Han Yu did not really take action at this time. He just kept changing his body shape and said: "Little brother, just admit defeat, you can't take this move." The voice was erratic and near and far away.
"Is this Han Yu's true strength?" Ling Jing's heart sank. His eyes were filled with phantoms. Even if he wanted to find Han Yu's flaws, his vision could not keep up with Han Yu's speed.
Seeing that Ling Jing didn't answer, Han Yu suddenly sighed and said, "Little brother, I'm going to take action, so be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, he could see countless afterimages punching or palming, densely packed, all rushing toward Ling Jing. For a moment, it was dazzling.
Ling Jing knew that both his realm and internal strength were too low, so it was difficult for him to keep up with Han Yu's speed. However, at this moment, he had no intention of admitting defeat. He just raised the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" and formed a sword with his left hand.
The finger slides rapidly across the spine of the sword, and a dark, sharp light continues to condense at the tip of the sword, getting stronger and stronger! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, you
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