Chapter 113 Hand-to-hand combat [ask for a monthly ticket]
"Hmph, you think too highly of yourself!" Wang Bing also shook his body, and a green star purple king aura burst out, and there was a trace of dragon power in the aura, which made him even more powerful.
"Huh?" Tang Yuan and Wang Bing collided violently, and both of them groaned. It seems that neither of them took advantage of the confrontation just now.
"Let's go up and fight. It would be a pity if your mansion is destroyed!" Wang Bing glanced at Tang Yuan indifferently, and he already stood in mid-air with a slight jump.
"Humph!" Tang Yuan's face was very embarrassed. Wang Bing's attitude showed that he didn't take him seriously at all. But he still followed and flew out. This was his place. As Wang Bing said, it was ruined.
He will also feel distressed!
"I didn't expect that, you made rapid progress!" Tang Yuan smiled gloomily, looking at the blue and purple aura on Wang Bing's body, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. He was just a little Green Star Purple King, but he actually dared to compete with him
Challenge.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you want the cultivation method of the original power, then use your skills!" Wang Bing seemed not to see Tang Yuan's face, his face was still as cold as ever.
"I know you are very strong. When you were at the Green Star level, you could fight head-on against the master Zizun of the Tianlong Gang. But in that battle, you and I both know why you were able to fight head-on. I am not that good-for-nothing Ziyang." Tang Yuan said.
As he stood, there was already a long stick in his hand.
"I know that you are a close-combat Zizun like Futu, but you are not much better than Futu. Futu has now gone to see the King of Hell. Are you sure you can beat me?" Wang Bing seemed to casually spit out the news about Futu, but he
But there was no relaxation at all, and the news of Pagoda's death was released just to upset Tang Yuan's heart.
"Huh? The pagoda is dead?" As Wang Bing expected, when he heard the news of the pagoda's death, Tang Yuan's expression changed obviously: "Are you kidding me?"
"Oh? Really?" Wang Bing smiled slightly, and a giant ax full of evil energy appeared in Wang Bing's hand.
"Bloodthirsty axe!" Tang Yuan cried out as soon as he saw the giant ax in Wang Bing's hand. He had been dealing with Futu for a long time, and he would not admit his mistake with Futu's personal magic weapon.
"Haha, you have discernment!" Wang Bing looked at Tang Yuan with a smile.
Tang Yuan had a thought of giving up. Futu's bloodthirsty ax was enough to prove that Futu was no longer in this world, because this thing was simply Futu's second life, and he would never throw it away.
Suddenly Tang Yuan laughed: "Haha, you almost deceived me. Zizun has two lives. It is absolutely impossible for you to kill him. Although I don't know how you got the bloodthirsty ax of Pagoda.
, but you are still not qualified to kill him!" His tone was full of confidence.
"Oh? Since you don't believe it, let's try it!" Wang Bing didn't refute. He waved his bloodthirsty ax and put it away, and a red long sword appeared in his hand.
"Humph, you are arrogant. I'm here to test how arrogant you are!" Futu waved his long stick in his hand, and he leaned over to get close to him.
"So fast!" Wang Bing's heart froze, and with just one breath, Tang Yuan was already close in front of him.
I saw the long stick in Tang Yuan's hand slash down diagonally, and with a sound of breaking through the air, it went straight to Wang Bing's waist.
Just as the long stick was about to hit Wang Bing, a red long sword blocked the long stick's path.
There was a crisp sound of 'ding~~~~', a spark flashed, and Wang Bing had already retreated several meters. The force of the counterattack also blocked Tang Yuan's momentum, causing Tang Yuan to lose the advantage of attacking.
"Haha, I have some consciousness!" Tang Yuan was not discouraged after missing an attack, but instead had a smile on his lips.
"There's something more interesting, hehe!" Tang Yuan also smiled evilly. He kicked his foot in the void, and his body immediately rushed out like an arrow from a string.
Seeing Wang Bing rushing over with a long sword in his hand, Tang Yuan did not panic at all. He turned his long stick in his hand and charged straight forward.
Seeing that the two were about to collide in the air, with the stick and the sword facing each other, the advantages and disadvantages were obvious. A smile appeared on Tang Yuan's face.
Suddenly, Wang Bing disappeared.
That's right, it just disappeared without any breath at all.
Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment. His consciousness had been locked on Wang Bing, but it just disappeared. Even he didn't know how he disappeared, and his consciousness suddenly lost its target.
Tang Yuan's eyes were full of vigilance, his whole body was tense, and he kept looking around, guarding against Wang Bing's sneak attack.
At this moment, Tang Yuan suddenly felt a fatal crisis coming from above his head. Without any time to think, he turned away and left the place in the blink of an eye.
Looking back, I saw that Wang Bing was already standing where he was just now, and there was a trace of hair hanging on the tip of Wang Bing's sword.
Touching his temples, there was already a section missing: "How did you do it?" Tang Yuan was shocked and confused. Wang Bing's method was really weird.
"Haha, no comment!" Wang Bing smiled softly, then disappeared again.
"Hmph, do you think there's nothing I can do about you like this? That's too childish. Sweep in all directions!" Tang Yuan roared, and the long stick in his hand began to move. Suddenly Tang Yuan's figure was covered by a shadow of the stick.
, Wang Bing must break through this layer of stick shadow if he wants to hurt Tang Yuan.
It's not that the stick shadow is very strong, but Wang Bing only has to break the stick shadow before he appears. The sneak attack is meaningless.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to be very smart!" Wang Bing's figure appeared on the left side of Tang Yuan. At this time, being invisible had no meaning.
"Boy, you surprised me. I want to see what other tricks you have!" The more Tang Yuan fought with Wang Bing, the more surprised he became. Wang Bing's endless tricks dazzled him.
"Don't worry, there are still many good things. As long as you catch me, they will all be yours!" Wang Bing still looked calm, as if he didn't take this battle seriously at all.
Wang Bing's behavior made Tang Yuan feel even more humiliated. To be ignored by a mere Purple King was definitely an insult, a huge insult.
"Look at the move, Cang Hai Yi Zhu!" Tang Yuan roared, his body had jumped up, and he held his long stick horizontally and swept it directly towards Wang Bing's Tianling Cap.
Feeling the energy of Tang Yuan's stick technique, Wang Bing knew that he was outmatched. He quickly dodged and retreated quickly. The long sword in his hand was not empty, and sword energy was swung out, hitting Tang Yuan's long stick.
"Humph, this kid is going to die!" Tang Yuan roared again, and the speed of the long stick in his hand suddenly increased several times, and it hit Wang Bing's long sword.
"Pfft~~~~~" Wang Bing only felt a powerful force transmitted to his body along the long sword, and then blood spurted out, and plumes of blood fell from the sky.
"What a powerful force!" Wang Bing was very surprised, and he was injured with just one stick.
Tang Yuan was also a little surprised. He knew the blow he had just made. Even the pagoda would have lost one-third of its combat effectiveness under this blow, but Wang Bing only spit out a mouthful of blood. And Wang Bing only spit out a mouthful of blood.
The long sword in his hand was actually not damaged. Looking at the long sword in Wang Bing's hand, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.
Although it was only for a moment, Wang Bing still discovered it.
"Hmph, you actually dare to think of me as a weapon!" Wang Bing's heart froze. This long sword was found in Jiulong Pavilion. It is a weapon that can only produce weapon spirits. This sword is called Qilin.
It is made from the steel claws and blood essence of the ancient auspicious beast Qilin, plus Jiutian Dust, Five Elements Moisturizing Earth and Chenyun Wood. It is a divine weapon that is as strong as the Sun, and it is only missing
The existence of the weapon spirit can be formed in one step.
"The situation is not good right now. Tang Yuan's stick technique is too strong, and the Qilin Sword is suffering a bit." Wang Bing was also analyzing the current battle situation in his mind. He was still a little wary of Tang Yuan's stick technique.
Futu's bloodthirsty ax is also an extremely powerful weapon, but he doesn't dare to fight Tang Yuan head-on.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Wang Bing's mind: "By the way, why did I forget it? Tai Chi Sword Technique." His best sword technique uses softness to overcome strength.
At this time, Tang Yuan rushed over again with a long stick in his hand.
"Hey, have you accepted your fate?" He looked at Wang Bing standing there without any reaction, and his long stick was about to hit Wang Bing. He was confident that as long as Wang Bing received this stick, then he would definitely
It's useless.
Just when Tang Yuan had a smile of victory on his face, Wang Bing suddenly moved.
The movement was very slow, so slow that it could be compared with the speed of a snail. But the Qilin Sword in Wang Bing's hand accurately blocked the path of the long stick.
"Huh?" Tang Yuan's long stick hit the Qilin Sword and he immediately felt something was wrong. The stick seemed to hit a sponge, without any strength at all.
At this time, Wang Bing moved again, and pushed the Qilin Sword forward slightly. Tang Yuan quickly used his strength to block it, but Wang Bing followed his force and moved back, leaning forward with his right shoulder.
It hit Tang Yuan's chest, and when he exerted force, Tang Yuan flew backwards.
All this happened in a short moment. Before Tang Yuan could react, he only felt a tightness in his chest and was already flying backwards.
"This is impossible!" Tang Yuan's eyes were full of disbelief. He was obviously much better than Wang Bing, but he was actually injured, and the injury was unknown.
"Nothing is impossible, you are still too weak!" Wang Bing glanced at Tang Yuan, who was flying backwards, and pointed the Qilin Sword at him.
"This is impossible!" Tang Yuan didn't believe it. He didn't believe that he would actually be knocked away by Wang Bing. He raised his long stick high in the air and struck the mountain with a move, and the long stick came down with the power of breaking the mountain.
Wang Bing still looked at Tang Yuan indifferently. He swung out the Qilin Sword slowly and hooked Daiyue with his left hand, diverting the force of the long stick. The Qilin Sword followed the body of the long stick and moved forward gently.
Tang Yuan felt his right arm go cold, and a wound about three inches long appeared on his arm.
Although Tang Yuan still couldn't believe it, the pain from the wound told him that all this was true.
"Boy, I want you to die!" Tang Yuan's face was full of anger, and his aura had risen to the extreme, scattering all the clouds in the sky.
"I'm waiting for you!" Wang Bing was equally heroic, holding the Qilin sword horizontally in his hand, and his aura of arrogance reached straight into the sky.