Chapter 1025 (1/2)

”How strong!”

Lingxiao couldn't help smiling. He didn't know what martial arts Meng Tong practiced, but he was certainly not weak.

Otherwise, it is impossible to break out such a strong momentum.

Of course, the stronger montone is, the happier he is!

”Come on, let me see what you've done with your best shot!”

Lingxiao didn't go forward. He stood there like the immortal god of war. Even if there were stormy waves and strong winds, he couldn't shake him.

”Be careful, young master.”

Montone's moves have been condensed to the extreme.

There is no victory or defeat in momentum, but the battle can not be judged by momentum alone. The final result is the king's way.

The sound fell to the ground, and Meng Tong's drawing halberd shook. All the fighting spirit suddenly disappeared, and then it completely condensed on the gun tip.

Just now, it was so overwhelming that many soldiers could not bear the fighting spirit, which was compressed to the size of the gun tip.

How terrible it would be if it was released.

”Good!”

In the face of this shot, Lingxiao also issued his own praise, and then on the Jinwu sword, black and white continued to condense.

The sword of killing and destroying is also integrated with it.

Baizhan magic gun!

The cone of light and shadow!

Boom!

The violent sound was like thunder, which reverberated continuously under the ground. Some soldiers were suddenly knocked down by the terrible impact, and their faces were full of panic.

Terrible!

It's terrible!

They thought montone was a monster, formidable.

I didn't expect that the gentle and elegant Lingxiao is so powerful.

It's just a fight, and the noise has convinced them.

This time, even if Lingxiao lost, they also accepted.

Led by such people, their future will be bright.

The gruesome confrontation continues, but anyone with a sharp eye will find that montone has begun to retreat.

On the ground, he had trodden out a terrible crack. His legs fell into the soil, but they were still pushed backward.

”Die!”

From Lingxiao's mouth, suddenly burst out a word.

There was a shudder from everyone.

At that moment, they seemed to see the appearance of the God of killing, and the whole earth seemed to be a sea of blood.

A moment later, the roar is over!

The smell of the explosion disappeared.

Montone stood there in a daze, with a sword pointed there on his neck, and there was a blush on the tip of the sword.

”Lost! I lost! ”

Meng Tong gave a bitter smile and said: ”I didn't expect that the young master is so strong. Even if I exert all my skills, I'm not your opponent.”

”Your weakness is that there are too few changes in your moves, but that's exactly what you're good at. It depends on who you're fighting with.”

Lingxiao put away his sword with a smile, then patted Meng Tong on the shoulder and said: ”ordinary people, naturally can't see your flaws, so keeping your current style may be the best instead of changing it.”

He said this because he was afraid that montone would go astray if he was defeated by him after the war.