C535 (2/2)

Cut off the current!

Shua, Shua, Shua!

Luo Yu cut out nine swords in a flash, and the nine swords cut away to the wind and dust.

FengChen's wrist is as flexible as a snake, twisting constantly, and the three foot green rainbow in his hand forms a sword shaped spiral to meet the nine swords.

Dangdangdangdang!

A series of metal collisions and sparks flashed in the air.

The sword power is like thunder across the sky, and the sword Qi is vertical and horizontal within a radius of 1000 meters.

Shock, shock!

Tens of thousands of people are staring at the two people who meet and hand over kendo.

”How can this boy be so strong!”

Jin Yingying looks at Luo Yu, who is struggling with the wind and dust on the stage of life and death. Her eyes are full of shock. Her silver teeth are biting and her pink fists are clenched.

”He didn't want to fight me. He didn't want to expose his real strength. Luo Yu, you are hiding too much...”

Jin Zhen looked at this scene, and his eyes were surprised. His fists were clasping.

”I have the same fighting skills with elder martial brother FengChen! Is Luo Yu really just a new disciple who has been in the clan for more than a year? ”All the disciples of Lei hall took a breath.

”Brother Yu! This is brother Yu's real strength. Dare to look down on our new disciples? What qualifications do you old disciples have? ”

Those who want to win the summit are looking at Luo Yu's figure. Their eyes are full of fanaticism and worship. This is the person they follow.

Luo people, Qingyang mountains, Zixia Tianzong, no matter when, no matter where, Luoyu never let them down, never.

”Kill the wolf!”

After the two of them hit each other with one sword and bounced away, Luo Yu was full of rage, and Zhen Yuan poured into the huge sword of zique. The sword awn formed a fierce wolf on the body surface, which turned into a blue light and shot at the wind and dust.

”The wind spirals!

Wind dust is also a burst of drink, at the same time, the wind property of the true yuan boiling, the whole person Qingguang in full bloom, like a round of Qingyang.

FengChen holds a long sword and turns into a blue spiral to shoot Luoyu.

Hoo Hoo!

There was a violent wind pressure in front of them, and a thunderous roar when they broke through the air.

Dangdangdang!

The two figures finally collided together, blocking the continuous sound of Jinming in the space, such as the continuous stream and waterfall.

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh!

The fierce Blue Sword air fills the platform of life and death, and the Gobi Desert below is crushed into pieces of dust by the sword air.

Shua Shua!

The two men's figures shot away again.

At this time, the two people look very embarrassed.

Luo Yu's robes were broken and bloody. On his chest, thighs and arms, there were all ferocious wounds, deep as bone, and there were many scratches on the bone.

The wind and dust are not much better. The skin and flesh of the whole body are turned out and the blood is flowing. The cheekbones on the handsome face have been cut off. It looks very ferocious.

And this is the fight between life and death, bloody, cruel, never give up, only one person can live to step down, or two people die together.

Two people fly to stand in the mid air tens of high above the ground, and then more than 100000 people look up.

Qing'er sees the bloody Luo Yu's heart twitching. These injuries seem to be on her own body. The pain is incomparable. A pair of autumn eyes have long been ruddy.

Xiao Dan grabs Luo Yan's arm with both hands and bites her lips to stop her crying.

Shua! Shua!

After a little silence, they seemed to have a tacit understanding. Holding the sword, they turned into two streamers and rushed to each other.

Fight to this point, two people do not need words, a word, kill each other!