However, at this time, the Emperor of Music did not pay any attention to what Feng Hao said. The Hongchen Sword in his hand was still trembling lightly, and the cold sword light began to flow erratically.
He slowly stood up in the huge pit. His pale face did not make him retreat. He slowly raised the long sword in his hand. That look clearly told everyone that he was the Emperor of Music. You haven't fallen yet, you still have to fight.
Huangfu Jinglei narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not continue to say anything. Since Le Huang wanted to seek death like this, he would naturally not stop him.
The elder of Xuan Dao Valley didn't know whether to stop or not to stop at this time. In this situation, if the battle continues, Le Emperor will definitely suffer heavy losses. After all, Le Emperor's identity is not ordinary. , if there is something wrong here, how can we explain it to Ling Xiaofeng?
However, before he could make a decision, Huangfu Jinglei had already taken action again. This time, his speed was faster. In almost an instant, he disappeared from the spot and suddenly appeared behind Le Huang.
Le Huang also reacted quickly. The Red Dust Sword in his hand shook continuously. Instead of retreating, he turned around and stabbed suddenly towards a certain space behind him.
The cold sword light directly broke through the space, but the sword had no effect.
Lehuang couldn't help but frowned, and he didn't dare to stay where he was. According to his spiritual consciousness, he searched for that location, which should be the direction where Huangfu Jinglei appeared. Now that his attack failed, it meant that, It is very likely that the other party has already avoided it.
"I told you, you are still not qualified."
After Le Huang's body suddenly retreated, a cold voice echoed slowly in Le Huang's ears, and it was Huangfu Jing Lei.
At this time, Huangfu Jinglei appeared strangely on the left side of Lehuang's body, and the next moment he punched out again.
The sound of the punch was like thunder, and the punch didn't even hit, but the astonishing momentum swept through the entire place.
Feng Hao had been paying attention to the process of the martial arts competition, and his eyes narrowed slightly at the moment. He found that Huangfu Jinglei was very similar to him to a large extent. His speed was definitely fast enough and his strength was absolutely tyrannical.
Feng Hao shook his head. Facing such an opponent, it might be a bit difficult for Le Huang to contend with him.
Sure enough, as soon as this idea emerged in Feng Hao's mind, Le Huang's body was suddenly blasted away again. This time, Huangfu Jinglei showed no mercy.
When Le Huang's body flew upside down, one could even clearly see the blood spurting from Le Huang's mouth, drawing an arc in mid-air.
"Bang"
With a loud noise, Le Huang's body fell heavily to the ground again. There was no surprise at all. This time, Le Huang was once again defeated by Huangfu Jinglei's hands.
This scene naturally did not escape the speculation of some people present. After all, Le Huang and Huangfu Jinglei were really not opponents of the same level.
After this blow, Huangfu Jinglei once again put his hands behind his back, showing a calm expression. He looked at Le Huang, who was knocked to the ground by him again, and shook his head.
"No, we must not let Emperor Le continue to fight, otherwise someone will be killed." At this time, Nangong Wuji also paused, and then he became extremely anxious. He wanted to rush forward and stop Le Emperor. Emperor.
Feng Hao frowned, but he stretched out his palm to stop Nangong Wuji.
"Why, do you want to keep watching like this, watching him die?" Nangong Wuji felt very puzzled that Feng Hao stopped him, and he asked with a puzzled face at the moment.
"No, he seems to be using Huangfu Jinglei's power to complete his transformation."
After a while, Feng Hao also shook his head. Naturally, he didn't want to see Le Huang continue to fight, but he was keenly aware that at this time, Le Huang's aura seemed to have become a little strange.
Not far from Feng Hao, Tiangang, who had a calm expression on his face, suddenly showed an intriguing smile, as if he had discovered something interesting.
"Transformation."
When Nangong Wuji heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Immediately he felt it slightly, and then he realized that the aura of the Emperor of Music was indeed changing, but to be more precise, the atmosphere that permeated the world The sword intent seems to have changed.
"unyielding."
After Nangong Wuji felt it for a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and said with a kind of surprise in his voice: "Le Huang, he is breaking through his own swordsmanship."
Yes, Le Huang was indeed breaking through his own swordsmanship at this time, just as Nangong Wuji had guessed. The sword intent in the sky was filled with an unyielding meaning.
In swordsmanship, being strong means being unyielding.
This time, with the help of Huangfu Jinglei's martial arts competition, Lehuang not only defeated his inner demons, but also stepped out of the shadow of many years ago. At this moment, he had even reached an unprecedented threshold.
He believed that as long as his hips passed this threshold, he would undergo an unprecedented transformation.
However, he knew at this time that this feeling was not strong enough.
After being knocked down for the second time, Le Huang stood up again. Under everyone's gaze, he still held the Hongchen Sword tightly in his hand, but this time his arm seemed to be shaking slightly.
Blood dripped down from Le Huang's face drop by drop. At this time, half of Le Huang's face was even stained red by blood, and even one side of his eyes couldn't be opened, but he still couldn't. give up.
With the long sword in his hand, he has nothing to fear.
An indescribable momentum brewed in his body. No matter how many times he was defeated, he would not fall easily!
Feng Hao sighed in the audience. In this situation, he should have gone out to stop it, but he also knew very well that if he stopped it at this time, it would be a disaster for Le Huang. This great opportunity was lost.
After all, it is not easy to break through one's own swordsmanship.
"The third time, I will never show mercy."
Seeing Le Huang's resilience, Huangfu Jinglei, who had never been angry at the moment, also became a little impatient. Once or twice was fine, but three times did he really think that he would not kill someone.
"My swordsmanship is the unyielding swordsmanship." Yuehuang's hoarse voice slowly resounded through the entire Tianwu Platform.