Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 106 of the weird battle

Under the stage, Wu Zongming turned his head to the leaf dust road: "Ye Chen, you should be careful when you meet Feng Brother. His light work is more than that."

"I know, don't worry." Among the people present, Ye Chen is clearer than anyone else, but on the merits, he really doesn't need to be afraid of each other.

In the seventh round of the competition, Wu Zongming, Zhang Haoran, and Huang Bingwen both lost. Wu Zongming and Huang Bingwen were limited because of their limited strength. Naturally, Zhang Haoran was hit by one of the ten disciples of the inner door. mad.

Ghost Sword Li is not worthy of the title of Ghost Sword, only a sword, Zhang Haoran will be defeated.

Seriously speaking, the difference in strength between the two is not so great. After all, Zhang Haoran is a genius in the entire flow of Yunzong. It is impossible to be defeated easily by one stroke, but he can only blame him for his bad luck. The law is famous for its incomprehensibility. As long as the strength is slightly inferior, it is very difficult to get a sword. The sword is like a nightmare. There is no way to stop it, just as it is on the sword front.

Zhang Haoran who lost the game stared at the ghost sword Li Man, he could not imagine that he could not stop even a sword.

Ghost Sword Li turned around and fainted in the process of going down the stage: "Try another year."

"Under the core disciples, Li mad brother is the first swordsman."

"I think of it now, I think that the sword is terrible, the eyes can't keep up, the perception can't keep up, and even the intuition can't keep up. It's very fast, but it gives people a very slow illusion, and it's my words. I am afraid I will be mad immediately."

"Li crazy brother is awesome, but you look over there." An inner disciple pointed to a set of platforms, two of whom were starting to fight.

Others have been talking about it.

"It is the ninth-ranked ‘double-gun’ Dong Haohua Dong’s brother among the top ten disciples in the inner door. Who is his opponent? I have never seen it.”

"me too."

"It seems to be popping up. Is there such a person in the inner disciple?"

On a set of platforms.

The cold teenager is expressionless, his right hand is placed on the hilt, pulled out, and slammed.

Hey!

Six swords drifted across, covering Dong Haohua Zhou.

Dong Haohua confidently smiled, and the five-footed double-gun slammed around. The pervasive gunshots easily shattered the Jianguang and rushed toward each other.

Awkward.

Dong Haohua was kneeling in the same place, looking down, the clothes on the chest did not know when to crack a hole, a faint bloodshot bleeding.

"I lost! What is your name." Dong Haohua knows that if it is not the other party's mercy, this sword will have its own life, but he does not understand, obviously shattered the six swords, how can it be recruited, It’s a real life.

"Li Yun!"

Drop two words, the cold teenager went down.

"A sword defeated the ninth-ranked Dong Haohua Dong brother, it is incredible! When is such a terrible figure in the inner disciple."

"Even Dong’s brothers were defeated by a sword. This Li Yun Bacheng can compete with Li’s brothers. I don’t know who’s swordsmanship is better.”

Not far away, Ghost Sword Li squinted and stared at Li Yun's back.

At the end of the game, there are finally one of the top ten disciples who have been defeated. Many people with insufficient strength have no hope for themselves, but they hope to see the second and third.

A wave of waves has risen again.

On the eight groups of platforms, another person defeated Song Fei, the tenth-ranked ‘iron leg’ among the top ten disciples.

Although the iron leg Song Fei is only ranked tenth, it is the reason why his fighting style is too tough. If it is hard, the ranking can still lean forward.

And his opponent is also the main leg method, only three legs, the first leg kicked Song Fei's leg shadow, the second leg kicked the other body's body infuriating, the third leg touched gently On his chest, he stepped on a footprint, and his feet were light and natural.

If this is the case, it will not cause a sensation. The inner disciple who defeated Song Fei is called Tiefeng. At the age of 19, he is among the oldest in the Yunyunzong inner disciples. He is recognized as diligent and talented. But this time watching his battle, but giving a master's style, the whole person has changed from the inside out, like a moth into a butterfly, turned upside down.

"This big machine is late!"

On the elders, there are elders who express their feelings.

A few elders nodded one after another. "Diligence can make up for it, and when you are diligent, you can comprehend what many people can't realize. This can be focused on training."

"Oh, I haven’t seen a disciple who has been late in the past, but it’s shocking that it’s more than ever before. It’s like reborn.”

Wu Zongming asked Ye Chen, "Ye Chen, what do you see, how do I think that the three legs are very common, but the strange thing is that Song Fei’s brother can’t stop it.”

Leaf dust slowly spit out a breath, "That is the potential!"

"Potential?" Wu Zongming is puzzled.

Ye Chen explained: "The so-called potential is very illusory, words can not be expressed, simply to understand, that is, he realized the world's general trend, and initially integrated this potential into the leg law, so at first glance, ordinary, But it is unstoppable. After all, before the world, the manpower is too small."

Wu Zongming seems to understand.

At the end of the game, the higher the score, the lower the score.

So far, Ye Chen's score is 18 points, tied for the first place with Feng Fengping.

Finally, the game went to the final round, the tenth round.

"The first game, the zero number is on the 28th!"

The deacon's voice of the lottery fell, and the inner disciples of Ye Chen boiled up. In the first nine rounds, they have seen that the leaf dust is very powerful. After all, in the ten groups, there are very few wins in nine games, except for the eight seed players. In addition, there are only a few others. Originally, if Ye Chen did not touch Feng Ping, he might win ten games in a row, and Feng Ping tied for the first time to enter the finals. Now I am afraid that it is impossible.

In the ignorance of everyone, Ye Chen went to the stage.

Opposite, Feng Ping easily wrote: "Your strength is good."

"You are okay too."

When Ye Chen said it, other people were stunned. The strength of Feng Ping’s brother is only good. What kind of joke? People can't be so arrogant!

"Oh, too arrogant can be bad, let me try your bottom line!" Feng Ping recognized the strength of Ye Chen, but did not think that the other party can beat himself, his body shape flashed, people have lost traces, as if Into the wind.

The leaf dust is not moving, and the punching is over the left side. The punching force touches the **** force and makes a terrible popping sound.

However, Feng Ping’s attack was even more fierce. The Dows swayed from all directions and squeaked, and he still did not show up.

"On the light work, I have not been afraid of anyone!" At the same time as the speech, Ye Chen's figure also disappeared, and the road pointed to the mansions to hit the horse's nest.

Hey, hey, hey!

On the table, only the shadow of the boxing and the pointing of the head can be seen. The two people's body shape can only see a trace of vain because of the speed is too fast and too strange.

"Too strange, let us see, I can't think of this leaf dust is so powerful, obviously hidden in front." Some people could not help but say.

"Feng Ping brother should not move the real thing!"