Ye Leng ranked second in the disciples of Jiange Cabinet, and it was naturally unquestionable. It is second only to Jian Fenghan. In addition, he dedicated to Wuda Lang's cards to develop a response.
point.
If you are in Wuda Lang, Ye Leng's winning percentage is at least 60 %.
But now, his opponent has become the chief cabinet disciple Ximen engine of Daoge.
The winning rate is directly dropped, or even less than 20 %.
However, giving up is definitely not Ye Leng's character.
"Ximen Qing, your knife Pavilion, it's really good!" Ye Leng Shen said.
Ximen Qing's eyes flashed twice, and his face was a little ugly.
For the above arrangements, Ximen Qing is also very disgusted.
His opponent should be Jian Fenghan.
In the heart of Ximen Qing, except Jian Fenghan, looking at the nearly a thousand cabinet disciples of the entire Jiange, no one is qualified to be his opponent.
But the decision of Daoge's high -level decision can be a small cabinet disciple in Ximen Qing.
In the final analysis, Ximen Qing, Wudalang and Hou Yuan, are just small chess pieces.
"Needless to say, you and me, the sword talks." Simon engine said with a sinking voice, then turned his palm, and a golden shining wide -back sword appeared in his hands. "Ye Leng, you first, you first
Out of the sword, otherwise, you don't even have a chance to take a shot. "
This is the pride of Ximen Qing.
Ye Leng had no nonsense, and his hands gathered in the chest instantly, and quickly changed the handprint.
With Ye Leng's movement, he trembled violently with the long sword behind him, and then he directly out of the sheath with a sound of "锵", hanging on the top of Ye Leng's head, and slowly rotating.
A strong sword meaning continued to come out.
The sharp whistling sounded.
The next moment, Ye Leng pointed at both sides with both hands.
With a "hum", a gas wave was centered on leaves, and quickly swept away.
At the same time, the long sword on his head trembled violently, and then divided into two, which turned into two, and soon two points were four, four points in eight ... In the blink of an eye, after Ye Leng's body, there were countless dense hemps.
Put the sword.
Each sword is entity, not a virtual shadow!
As the swords are getting more and more, Ye Leng's momentum is also rising rapidly.
Ximen Qing always looked at all this calmly, and did not interrupt and interfere.
"Ximen Qing, despise me, you will pay the price!" Ye Leng stared at Ximen Qing, gathered together, and fingred forward with a sword.
Yuan!"
At the same time as the sound sounded, Ye Leng had countless swords behind his body, trembling at the same time, and then snapped into Ximen Qing.
Numerous gathered swords into a long river of eye -catching, turbulent and vast, endlessly.
The sharp whistling sounded throughout the heavens and the earth.
Faced with this horrible attack, Ximen was as heavy as water, and his right leg was removed half a step back. At the same time, he held the handle with both hands and slashed out.
The shining sword broke away.
Instantly, I hit the countless swords in an instant.
"boom!!!"
The horrible sound of the sky burst between the heavens and the earth.
There is a church in Jiange and Dao Ge, respectively, to maintain the array of the ring.
Otherwise, this horrible energy breaks out of the formation, and it may cause unimaginable damage.
Soon, energy gradually interest.
The two on the stage showed their origin.
Standing.
"call!"
Blow a gust of wind.
Suddenly, a figure shook twice, his legs bent, and his knees hit the ground heavy.
Ye Leng kneeling on his knees, holding the sword in his right hand, and supporting himself to prevent himself from falling completely.
His face was pale as paper, his lips were not bloody, and his body was stubborn.
In the eyes, full of horror.
In fact, Ye Leng does not have any hope for winning himself.
But he had only made the strongest blow, but was defeated by Ximen Qing. He still brought Ye Leng a considerable blow.
The same is the half -step, the gap between strength will be so large!
"Ye Leng, you lost." Ximen Qing said lightly.
Then he took the knife and stepped down.
Ye Leng finally couldn't support it, and "Tongtong" fell on the stage.
He looked at the sky, but his eyes became blurred.
The next moment.
Ye Leng's head was crooked, and he fainted completely.
Ye Leng's Master flew on the stage and brought it down with cold face.
The first battle today is over.
Jiange, defeat!
Soon, the second game started.
Jianfeng Han's face was calm.
On the side of Daoge, Hou Yuan's face was dignified, and he slowly stood up.
As a result, Hou Yuan just came to power and didn't even say a word, so he was split by Jianfeng Han Yijian.
In this test, you can almost see the replica of the first test. Jian Fenghan also easily defeated Hou Yuan and scored a point.
At present, the scores of the two sides have reached four -to -four levels.
The final victory will be produced in the last comparison test.
And this battle between the two sides is Jianfan Lin Fan, and the sword Pavilion Wu Dalang!
"Brother Lin Fan, look at you next." After Jian Feng stepped down, he came to Lin Fan and patted his shoulder.
Lin Fan's face was right, and he said, "Brother is assured, I will defeat Wuda Lang, win the ultimate victory for my sword pavilion!"
Jian Fenghan said: "Brother Lin, I know you have defeated Wudalang, but this time it is different. The sword competes to prevent the use of any foreign objects. The sword qi who defeats Wuda Lang on the same day, even if you still have it, you still have it, but you still have it.
You can't use it anymore, otherwise you will be directly judged because of violations. And as far as I know, Wudalang will retreat hard some time ago, I am afraid that you have prepared some unknown cards, you must be careful. "
"Um!"
Lin Fan nodded.
At this time, a bell sounds.
In the last game, the test is about to start.
Wuda Lang couldn't wait to plunder the stage, holding the black knife "fierce hegemony" with one hand, pointed at Lin Fan, and exploded like a thunder, "Lin Fan! Not fast as soon as possible! Today, I want to take you, fiercely, fiercely
Step at your feet! "
Lin Fan's gaze was slightly condensed, looking at Wudalang on the stage, and slowly stood up.
"Come on, Brother Lin Fan!"
"You can defeat Wuda Lang once, and you can defeat him for the second time!"
"The last victory must be my sword pavilion!"
"..."
Numerous Jiange disciples shouted loudly.
At this moment, Lin Fan felt strong expectations, and at the same time felt heavy pressure.
However, these pressures are instantly transformed into endless motivation.
Lin Fan's eyes were bright, his feet touched the ground lightly, and flew on the stage.
"Master Lin Ruosheng, in the disciple of Jiange Cabinet, his reputation will be second only to Brother Jianfeng Han, but if he is defeated, he may be scolded countless scolding." Lotte looked at Lin Fan on the stage and said Shen Say.
"Who do I dare!"
By Lotte, Mo Wen's eyes stared at, and he said: "Regardless of whether Lin Fan is winning or negative, he is the hero of my sword pavilion and pride! Whoever chews his tongue behind him, I can't spare him!"
Lotte said: "I won't allow this situation either. Look, Master Lin Fan may give us a surprise."
"Hmm!" Mo Wen Tian nodded.
On the stage.
Wuda Lang smiled at Lin Fan Yin Yin, and said, "Lin Fan, you finally come up, I have been waiting for this day, it's been a long time!"
"If you are defeated, I really don't know what your face is clamoring here!" Lin Fan smiled and said disdain.
Wuda Lang carried the fierce bully on his shoulder, his left hand, and a big channel: "Lin Fan, do you want to disturb my mind before the war, chaos my mind? Hehe, this small means, let's put it away early.
! ""
Lin Fan said faintly: "I really don't know who is using a small means."
"Less nonsense! Come and fight!"
Wudalang's face changed, and the long knife of "唰" pointed to Lin Fan, drinking violently.
"This is the meaning."
Lin Fan's sinking sound.
At the same time, the space on the side of the body twisted slightly twice, and a giant sword surrounded by a magic gas appeared on his side.