The two waves of offensive are closely connected, with no gaps at all.
Tie Qingcang is like an eagle, constantly falling and swooping...
Then he was pushed back up again, fell down again and started to attack again...
This happened five or six times in a row, and Yang Ping had already staggered back more than ten feet, feeling the opponent's ups and downs. Although his feet never touched the ground, it was difficult to use force, but the Xuanqi offensive became more and more powerful, and the pressure of his palms also increased. It was getting heavier and heavier, and I gradually developed a feeling of being unable to survive.
Tie Qingcang fell again, and a stronger and more fierce attack followed.
Yang Ping is not only profound in cultivation, but also has rich combat experience. He knows that if this continues, the opponent will use counter-shocks to fly away to absorb the impact of the aftermath, and can especially use his strength to accumulate strength. If this continues, he will be unable to escape defeat.
With the realization coming to his mind, Yang Ping gritted his teeth and gathered up all the profound energy in his body. He punched out with one palm, followed by another explosion; Tie Qingcang was once again shaken up by the high blow. , but Yang Ping immediately withdrew from the twenty-foot space, and then quickly moved ten feet to the left. With a clanging sword sound, he finally held the second sword in his hand!
This time, their situation seemed to have changed again, but Tie Qingcang, who was in mid-air, still chose to continue chasing. He suddenly opened his arms, folded in the air like a huge goshawk, and swooped down!
At the same time, the long sword in Yang Ping's hand also flashed with a menacing sword light.
Tie Qingcang did not dodge or evade, as if ignoring the opponent's counterattack sword light, maintaining the same position, still striking down with a pair of golden palms, but he heard Yang Ping roar and slash out with a sword; Tie Qingcang sneered, directly He greeted it with one hand.
On stage.
Huo Yunfeng took a deep breath: "The winner is about to be determined! In this attack, both sides have their own back-up moves, and it is a wonderful battle that requires a lifetime of cultivation."
Ding Ke and You Ke were also experts in spiritual practice. They watched the battle intently, but their expressions were not as nervous as Huo Yunfeng's.
Although the battle in front of them involves hundreds of top-grade spiritual jades, the two of them had already made a hopeless plan at the beginning of the battle between the two parties. Now the situation has changed and has progressed in an unprecedentedly good direction. Now it is almost locked. In terms of victory, I don’t care too much about who wins or loses in this game, but I care more about the excitement of this battle. No matter who wins in the end, it does not affect the fact that this battle is a brilliant battle!
For a moment, the field was full of sword energy, and Tie Qingcang's gorgeous golden hands were swaying as much as he wanted, approaching as fast as lightning. With an unexpected bang, the two men once again launched the most extreme head-on collision!
Yang Ping roared angrily, and the already magnificent sword energy increased by another 30%, directly piercing Tie Qingcang's palm. However, Tie Qingcang remained calm in the face of such heavy injuries, and the pierced hand did not retreat. Come in, clasp the sword tightly, and let the golden blood flow freely.
But the other hand that was free was like a huge axe, smashing it down with wild force!
Yang Ping sneered, and the left hand that was not holding the sword actually reappeared with a sword, and then stabbed Tie Qingcang's heart with the sword, the essence of the three words "quick and accurate".
This gentleman is not only profound in cultivation, but also extremely skilled in swordsmanship. He can also wield the sword with both hands, and he can do it as he pleases. His martial arts talent is incomparable to ordinary people!
The purpose of Yang Ping's sword is simple and clear. You can slap me, but the price is that I will kill you with one sword at the same time!
Tie Qingcang's face remained motionless, but his body twisted violently, still maintaining the same posture. The palm still struck down crazily, and Yang Ping's sword directly penetrated Tie Qingcang's right chest, piercing through the chest. Back, strong penetration.
There is no trick in this sword move. If there is another moment of buffering, Yang Ping can inject a large amount of profound energy into Tie Qingcang's body, and then detonate it. Based on the cultivation level between the two parties, Tie Qingcang Certain death!
Unexpectedly, the moment Tie Qingcang was hit by the sword, he twisted his body again and locked the mouth with muscles and bones. At the moment when the profound energy on Yang Ping's sword was about to enter, a palm fell hard on Yang Ping. Flat above the right shoulder.
Click...
The bones of Yang Ping's right shoulder were instantly shattered, and half of his chest was almost smashed as well.
The two swords were locked, one shoulder was broken, and the profound energy became more chaotic. However, Yang Ping was serious. Although he could no longer guide the profound energy to detonate Tie Qingcang's body, his left hand that was still able to move immediately released the sword and even punched it. On the hilt of the sword, the long sword immediately gained momentum again. The whole sword body was stabbed in until it had no hilt, and his fist still smashed the wound on Tie Qingcang's chest with all its remaining force. There was a bang and a click; it must have been a broken rib, further injuring Tie Qingcang.
However, Tie Qingcang still refused to retreat and advanced instead. Although he had been seriously injured, he still rushed forward with blood all over his body. He actually hit Yang Ping on the forehead. However, with a click, Yang Ping's skull cracked. Immediately, he let out a loud cry, and then retaliated, hitting Tie Qingcang with a knee on his lower abdomen. The two of them were separated by a line, but they were still very close, almost touching each other;
At this moment, Tie Qingcang's right hand that had been pierced clung tightly to Yang Ping's sword, and struck out with all his strength, hitting Yang Ping's neck. Almost at the same time, Yang Ping's left hand turned into a palm knife and slashed at Tie Qingcang. Qingcang's neck was obviously intended to kill with one blow.
Tie Qingcang grabbed the opponent's attacking hand with his left hand and slammed his head against Yang Ping's forehead. Blood splattered from their foreheads at the same time.
Yang Ping screamed louder, and his left hand quickly broke free from Tie Qingcang's restraint, and then grabbed Tie Qingcang's neck fiercely, but Tie Qingcang bumped into him again...
Boom boom boom…
The atmosphere of the battle between the two people in the field was so brutal that it was impossible to watch. Countless blood, minced meat, and even bone stubble flew out from time to time. Yang Ping, who was bumped into one after another, had his whole head turned into a smashed watermelon and was no longer complete. , and even bleeding everywhere.
Tie Qingcang's condition was not much better. There was almost no intact part of his body, and there was a hole that was transparent from front to back on his right chest, but he still insisted on hitting him one by one...
boom!
boom!
boom!
Every time there is a collision, the hearts of all those watching the battle will beat violently, and everyone's mouth will be dry and their hearts will beat with fear!
After a long time again...
They both fell together!
But these two people were still moving... well, it should be said that they were squirming, desperately trying to get up; Yang Ping kept moving, and after moving a few times, he suddenly fell to the ground and became motionless.
Tie Qingcang was breathing heavily all the time, spitting out blood foam and pieces of internal organs, but he used his left hand to forcefully hold himself up.
Looking at the motionless body opposite, Tie Qingcang laughed loudly, and after spitting out a large mouthful of sticky blood, he hissed: "I win!"
Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and lost his breath.