Chapter 1047： Balance of power and fame (1/2)

At the last moment, the sword wind changed, and it strengthened countless times in an instant, stirring the entire battlefield.

The amount of electric light in the wind has also reached tens of millions. It is everywhere, and the web of death is woven in the wind.

”A breakthrough?”

The audience was so frightened that such drama was only heard in the book.

In reality, a battle of life and death is so fierce, how can there be extra thought to enlighten.

The Black Wind Swordsman did it, and did it well.

Head-to-head confrontation with the **** butcher again, the results are similar.

Injured a thousand and damaged 800.

The sword wind is electrified, destroying the butcher's body.

The fist of a fire dragon fell on the Black Wind Swordsman. It looked okay on the surface, and suffered terrible heat in his body.

Another boxing effort matched with the fall, even if it is the best way to protect the body, there is something wrong.

The Black Wind Swordsman was still not destroyed by the first time. He waved the spirit sword in his hand and continued to shoot as if nothing was happening.

The **** hand butcher couldn't say it. If he wanted to resist, he couldn't do anything at this time.

He could only watch Jian Feng strike, leaving a fatal sword wound on the vital part of his body.

When realizing that vitality is loosing, his expressions are extremely complicated, with resentment and panic.

At the same time, the battlefield closed and the two were returned to the ring.

The **** hand butcher was already lying on the ground with a body.

Heifeng Swordsman was also uncomfortable, half-knelt on the ground, holding the spirit sword in his hand, his face as gold paper, and a disturbing sound came from his body.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the results.

If he also dies, the fight is a draw.

The owner of Jidao Museum is extremely expecting, that kind of result means pass killing.

Unfortunately, the Black Wind Swordsman still stood up, cold eyes glanced at those audiences who were expecting their death.

The audience has the illusion of being shocked.

After a while, applause rang from the stands.

Except for a small number of losers, most people were impressed by the performance of the Black Wind Swordsman and applauded from the heart.

The four-star powerhouse killed the nine-star powerhouse. No one believed it when they said it.

However, if you think about it, it is not difficult to find that this is a single repair by a **** butcher, and a second practice by a black wind swordsman.

People speculate that it is mysterious air and mysterious air.

Xuan Qi is the most suitable swordsman, and Xuan Ming Qi has vitality like him.

”That's it.”

Someone feels unbalanced, and then hesitates to show disdain.

The performance of the Black Wind Swordsman is not too dazzling, especially in the eyes of the Swordsman.

Without Kendo power, it was finally possible to defeat a strong enemy by breaking through the mystery of the wind.

”It seems my eyes are much better than some people.”

In the stands, Jiang Chen was also very loud, shouting at Ai Liang with an ugly face over there.

Ai Liang gritted her teeth, her face turned blue, and she never looked sloppy.

”It's just luck,” Yang Jing cried.

”This martial arts museum is not interesting, it's all mediocre competition.” Ai Liang also said.

The owner of the Jidao Pavilion is dissatisfied, and it is already amazing to be able to do so.

Do you still want to invite the strong ones?

That is undoubtedly impossible. Lin Shuangyue and Yang Jing, who are in the top three, do not despise this little money.

Of course, he was afraid to say these words, and the audience at the scene also understood that Wu Guan was already the best.

”The feast of the witches is wonderful, but unfortunately someone can only stay in the grocery store.” Ai Liang mocked ironically.

”That's not necessarily.” Jiang Chen smiled, everything was silent.

Regardless of the two head-to-head, everything else is going on as usual.