Chapter 133 (1/2)

”Deng”

Zhou Yi is as powerful as a tiger. He cuts Tang Wanlong with another sword. Although Tang Wanlong is old, he is not old. He holds the long knife in his hands. He fought bravely with Zhou Yi.

The fighting between the two spread more and more widely. At the beginning, all the people who were still standing in the hospital hid aside, trembling and afraid to make a sound. They stared at the two figures flying in the field motionless, for fear of missing a trace of detail.

At this time, the Tang family's die hard fan team composed of the Tang family and several small families no longer had the arrogance they had before. They all tightly lost their lips and showed a worried look on their faces.

They thought the battle would end at the moment when Tang Wanlong took out his long knife, but they thought they were wrong. The young man in front of them was so strong. Couldn't they win the battle?

Tang Rou held little Lori's hand tightly, and her palms were full of sweet sweat. The wave of fighting between Tang Wanlong and Zhou Yi scratched her pretty face recklessly. She still didn't move. It was the first time she saw Tang Wanlong, once like the God of war, so embarrassed and infinitely suppressed by the sword in Zhou Yi's hand.

”Grandpa can't seem to beat the bad guy. What should I do?”

Little Lori's lovely face doesn't have the nervous look of the people around her. She only says what she sees. In fact, Tang Wanlong is really at a disadvantage now.

”Nannan, don't talk nonsense. Grandpa is the best.” Tang Rou rubbed little Laurie's head and said.

At this time, Zhou Yi's body was filled with light cyan light, and the whole person rose to the sky like an immortal God. Tang Wanlong stood next to the small lake, gasping slightly, and his eyes were uncertain.

Finally, Tang Wanlong took a step forward and with a determined momentum, the long knife stood horizontally in front of his chest. With a loud drink, Tang Wanlong burst out a thrilling breath. His martial arts cultivation began to rise, from the peak of Huajin in the early stage to the middle stage of Huajin, but this is not all. The middle stage of Huajin is not all of him.

Tang Wanlong clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and his face turned red. His accomplishments climbed to the peak of the middle stage of Huajin again, and even had a taste of the later stage of Huajin!

”This... I seem to feel the breath of the later stage of Huajin in Old Tang!”

”Who on earth is that young man sacred? He forced Tang Lai to explode like this!”

”In the late stage of Huajin, I'm afraid I haven't appeared in southern Jiangsu Province for more than ten years.”

”This youth class will fail! But old Tang who can force him to burst out all his accomplishments, he is also proud.”

Several martial artists in Hongcheng were shocked and said that they thought they would see a unilateral crushing battle today, but they didn't expect the final scene. It turned out to be like this. Tang Wanlong broke out all his accomplishments and approached the strength in the later stage of Huajin. This is definitely the highest level of decisive battle they have seen since they became martial artists!

”Die.”

Tang Wanlong's face turned red and roared loudly. Then a Dao mang cleaved to Zhou Yi, who was surrounded by light blue light in the stagnant air. The nearly 20 meter long Dao mang took a spirit to stop the killing God and the Buddha to stop the killing Buddha.

All the people in the Tang family courtyard felt that the air they were breathing stopped for a moment, as if they had been evacuated by Tang Wanlong.

I'm afraid the boy can't catch this peerless knife.

This idea welled up in everyone's heart. They couldn't help looking at Zhou Yi in the air.

Su Yan's little face also showed an extremely anxious look. She wanted to rush up to block Tang Wanlong's incomparable blade.

Among the crowd, only sun er's eyebrows frowned tightly and stared at Zhou Yi's seat.

”Boom”

Zhou Yi, who was watched by the crowd, finally stepped out of the light cyan light, and he also raised his sword.

There was no special color on the primitive Kunlun immortal sword, but now in Zhou Yi's hands, it suddenly burst into an incomparably bright golden light. Seeing that Tang Wanlong's nearly 20 meter blade was about to hit his eyes, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry.

He just read three words gently, ”cut ~ spirit ~ determination!”

”Hiss”

The golden light poured out of the Kunlun immortal sword madly, and even the air was torn open. Zhou Yi's thin and long sword awn collided with Tang Wanlong's incomparable sword awn.

Everyone at the bottom had already opened their eyes and looked at all this for fear of making a mistake.

”I'm afraid Old Tang will win.”

The warrior looked at the contrast between the two lights and said with relief.

”Yes, old Tang's blade is obviously more sophisticated. The boy must be...”

”Hiss”

Before the warrior finished his words, the two lights met together. Then, the golden, thin and long light broke Tang Wanlong's incomparable nearly 20 meters!

Break from the middle!

Not even a pause!

The thin and long sword's awn is unstoppable. It stabs Tang Wanlong. It's so fierce!

”Brother Tang, back off!”

Sun Er drank anxiously, and then the whole man leaped up and went towards Zhou Yi's sword.

It's a pity that the speed of the sword is much faster than that of sun Ergen!

At this time, Tang Wanlong recovered from the shock. There was still a touch of bitterness in the corners of his mouth, but he immediately reacted at his feet. He glanced at the nearby lake and jumped in.