Chapter 1789: Kingly invincible (1/2)

The first thousand and eighty-nine chapters are invincible

Kingly Qi, the longer it lasts, the more powerful it will be.

Pu Jiuling knew in his heart that continuing to fight would be very unfavorable to him.

The best way to break the game now is to end the battle as soon as possible and win the battle before Pu Yantao has the upper hand.

It is not easy to do this.

After more than an hour of fighting, Pu Jiuling's physical strength was exhausted, and his body's spiritual energy was also severely exhausted.

The same is true for Pu Yantao. He did not take the Spirit Gathering Pill to replenish his spiritual energy. He just wanted to defeat Pu Jiuling with his own ability, so as to save people from making irresponsible remarks, saying that he was not as strong as Pu Jiuling, and he could not win!

Now he has completely entered his rhythm.

Pu Yantao felt that his spiritual energy was consumed, but his state was getting better and better, and the situation began to tilt towards him gradually, and the kingly aura gradually developed.

Watching Pu Yantao's performance, you can see that his confidence is fully displayed in his gestures.

In the audience, Yang Teng nodded slightly, Pu Yantao could defeat his opponent as long as Pu Jiuling took the last fight.

Pu Jiuling did not show signs of defeat, but it could be seen that Pu Jiuling couldn't catch it with such a hand, and he would inevitably make the last fight before losing.

Yang Teng did not remind Pu Yantao, he believed that Pu Yantao would also understand this.

”Pu Yantao! I'm fighting with you!” Pu Jiuling instantly mobilized all the aura in his body, screamed, and the long sword in his hand danced out a mountain of knives. Each mountain of knives contains endless murderous intent. As long as one attack can work, it can be relaxed. Kill Pu Yantao.

Yang Teng couldn't help but be moved by Pu Jiuling's tricks, and Pu Jiuling should not be underestimated!

Needless to say the previous duel, with this knife, Pu Jiuling is absolutely qualified to be called a master of swordsmanship.

It is not that the cultivation base is high enough to have the qualifications for such a name, the high cultivation base just means that the use of combat skills is more powerful.

The lower the level of cultivation, the more powerful it is to be called a master of swordsmanship.

The power of Pu Jiuling's sword can be seen by Yang Teng's attention.

Yang Teng stared at Pu Jiuling's every movement, he didn't want to see how Pu Yantao resolved the sword, but wanted to see how Pu Jiuling inspired the sword's power and how to raise the sword's power to such a realm.

Yang Teng sighed in his heart, that the same trick, displayed in his hands, was no more powerful than that, and it would not be stronger than Pu Jiuling's display.

This is not to say that Yang Teng is not as good as Pu Jiuling in swordsmanship, but Yang Teng does not know the knife spectrum of this kind of swordsmanship, and Pu Jiuling has practiced this kind of swordsmanship for many years.

So it is bound to be more powerful than Yang Teng's same sword.

Yang Teng fixed his eyes on the way and angle of Pu Jiuling's swordsmanship, and at the same time, using spiritual knowledge and mysterious magic, he recorded every subtle movement and change of Pu Jiuling in the sea of ​​knowledge.

When the sword fell, Yang Teng smiled. He already mastered most of the essence of the knife. He didn't need to master the knife book. He could set a better knife book for the knife himself.

I believe that if Yang Teng performs such a knife soon, the power will definitely be above Pu Jiuling!

Pu Jiuling can be called a master of swordsmanship, but Yang Teng is definitely a master-level figure!

It depends on how Pu Yantao dealt with the knife.

Pu Yantao laughed wildly: ”Pu Jiuling, is this the one you made for a hundred years of retreat! It's just that!”

The long sword in his hand didn't have any extra movements, and it pierced straight towards the sword mountain.

Kingly spirit!

”Okay!” Yang Teng clapped and laughed, and Pu Yantao made the most correct choice.

Don't compete with Pu Jiuling's combat skills, and don't care whether his attack is not as dazzling as Pu Jiuling's sword, just use the pressure of the king's way to control the opponent.

To a certain extent, this is like a battle between warriors, one force will drop ten times!

Any fancy moves are so vulnerable in the face of kingly spirit.

”Broken!” The long sword pierced a mountain of heavy swords.

Pu Jiuling's face changed. This blow was his strongest assassin. He hadn't used it all the time, just thinking about using Pu Yantao's physical strength before launching the strongest attack.

His thoughts are good, but he still underestimated Pu Yantao's understanding of kingly spirit.

This simple and ordinary sword, without any extra actions, can be used by any person, even a child can stab such a plain sword.

But in Pu Jiuling's eyes, this sword is irresistible!

It is said to turn the complex into simple and return to the basics.

Pu Yantao's sword has exactly this effect.

”Puff!” The countless mountain of heavy knives disappeared instantly, leaving only a long knife hanging three inches above Pu Yantao's head.

As long as it is three inches down, it will chop on Pu Yantao's head.

Even a trace of sword energy has fallen on Pu Yantao's head, and as the breeze blows, a strand of black hair flutters with the wind.

”You, me!” Pu Jiuling's eyes were full of unwillingness, ”You are indeed very strong, I am not wronged!”

After saying this, Pu Jiuling spouted a mouthful of blood.

Pu Yantao's arm flicked, and the sword was pulled out. Pu Jiuling had a wound that penetrated his chest, which was his heart.

”Oh!” Pu Yantao sighed: ”You and I have fought for two or three hundred years, but I didn't expect you to die in my hands in the end.”