Rong Rou panted, he stared at Ling Xu opposite.
When was the last time you were so tired
Isn't this guy tired
Ling Xu looked even more embarrassed, his white robe was in tatters, and there was dust all over his face and body. Rong Rou was just panting a little, Ling Xu's heavy panting was like a bellows.
It seems that Ling Xu may fall down at any time, but Ling Xu was like this at the time of fifty moves, and now after two hundred moves, he is still like this.
Rong Rou's gaze was fixed on Ling Xu's eyes. The orange-red eyes, like burning fireballs, seemed to have a real fighting spirit. From the beginning of the war to the present, there was no change in the slightest. Even though it seemed to be exhausted, the raging fighting spirit in the orange pupils was still as strong as burning up the world.
A trace of respect rose in Rongrou's heart.
Ling Xu's marksmanship is excellent, and there are many eccentricities, and he can comprehend the "soul domain" at a young age. In Rongrou's eyes, although these extraordinary things are powerful, they are limited to this. Only this never-ending fighting spirit, he has never seen in others.
This boy is very strong...
There was a flash of appreciation in Rong Rou's eyes.
Ling Xu panted heavily, Rongrou's strength was indeed stronger than him. However, he didn't have the slightest fear. Only such a strong man can sharpen the young man's marksmanship even more powerfully!
Xiaoxu will never back down!
Ling Xu roared and took a long stride. The silver gun in his hand buzzed and spun violently. A little bit of cold light, like a star, suddenly brightened.
Rong Rou's eyes lit up, Ling Xu's shot was more pure and excellent than every shot before.
He flicked his fingers repeatedly, and a series of transparent circular ripples continuously popped out from his fingers, flying towards the cold light shot out from the tip of Ling Xu's gun.
Puff puff!
With the dull voice, Ling Xu only felt that the tip of the gun was blocked layer by layer, and the power of the tip of the gun was getting smaller and smaller. The ripples that Rong Rou popped out can be firm or soft, like extremely tough spider webs.
If I knew it earlier, it must still be the case!
A stern look flashed in Ling Xu's eyes, the real power in his body was burning, he straightened the silver spear in his hand, exerted force under his feet, and took a big stride against the spear.
Boom!
His steps were heavy as a muffled drum.
Boom boom boom!
As if stepping on a deep drum, Ling Xu lowered his back, held the silver spear in his hand straight and straight, under the boy's frenzied orange pupils, his face was solemn and solemn, like an ancient knight, charging!
The Battle Song of Silver Frost seemed to be ringing in my ears.
"Silver spears rot like snow, if the clouds are not stained. The sound of shofar bells is not passed by the breeze..."
As if something filled his chest, Ling Xu couldn't help shouting loudly: "Kill!"
Rong Rou's complexion changed drastically.
In the hall, Adrian was dumbfounded, he never expected the situation in front of him.
The two sides fought crazy.
The movements of the two were extremely fast, with astonishing energy, they flew around, leaving pits and scars of various shapes on the ground and walls.
The strong house is crumbling, and the roof has already been blown off.
The powerful low whistling sound and the crisp crumbling sound are mixed together, making one's heart palpitate.
The madness of Yantu's counterattack, regardless of the momentum or the strength of the attack, is a desperate style of play. Like an enraged bear, rushing left and right, desperate. Even if he was watching from the sidelines, Adrian had to admit that he would never be able to persist in such a crazy and desperate style of play.
Thinking of his previous plan, Adrian realized how wrong he was. Yantu is far more powerful than he imagined. This kind of strength is not only the strength of Yantu, but also the madness of Yantu's adversity. I don't care if I have a flaw, I don't care if I'm injured, I don't care if I can protect myself, all the power, there is only one goal, to tear the opponent apart!
So fierce!
Roaring like a beast, fighting back like a desperate beast, reckless like a beast, Yantu is an invincible beast!
If he hadn't witnessed such a ferocious impact with his own eyes, Adrian would not have believed that anyone would be able to resist it. At least, those below the holy ranks would absolutely be unable to resist it. The only way to face Yan Tu is to temporarily avoid the front, slowly attack, and consume the opponent's physical strength and true strength...
However, Tang Tian blocked it!
Every move was caught without any tricks.
Those magical hands did not flinch in the face of the violent and powerful attack.
This guy... is not afraid at all...
Tang Tian's expression fluctuated in the slightest, and Yan Tu's rage and ferocity did not cause any waves in his eyes. He was as focused as a rock. The sharp energy brushed across his cheeks, bringing up a few drops of blood, but he didn't seem to feel it. The rush of air blew past his eyelashes, and he remained motionless.
In his eyes, there were only streaks of brown true strength left.
He is not afraid at all!
Because the victory in this battle is to be given to my mother.
He would go up to Yantu's every attack without hesitation. He wanted to let the heavenly mother see his progress and see her son become stronger than before.
He let his mother see that the boy who was sobbing alone has become strong now, and the boy who worried her can now put a constellation on his shoulders.
Heh, he is already an upright man.
Why hold back? Why dodge
He wants to win in such an upright manner, and he wants to make that bastard speechless with every move like this!
Tang Tian's eyes, like the stars in the dark night, light up little by little, his movements are getting faster and faster, his intuition and predictions are getting more and more accurate, and the magic hand of Thousand Demolition is becoming more and more accurate in his hands. horrible.
Yantu's roar and growl became weaker and weaker, and an emotion called panic grew in his heart little by little.
The other party seemed to be getting clearer about his attack intentions.
At the beginning, Tang Tian was trying to decipher his moves, but after hundreds of moves, he was horrified to find that he had just had an idea in his heart, before the moves took shape, those terrifying hands had already deciphered it.
Tang Tian's unwavering eyes seemed to be able to see through all his intentions.
Even the real power mang can't take shape...
That invisible net is tightening little by little.
how so…
His eyes could not help but fall on Tang Tian's face, feeling fearful, what kind of martial skill is this.
The turbulent and fierce air flow passed by, that face was not very clear, but that immature face was only serious, extremely serious!
The air turbulently brushed against his face, Tang Tian didn't seem to notice, every look and every thought of him was on Yan Tu who was opposite him!
He was focused like a different person, his smile had long since disappeared, his lips were tightly pursed, and his face was as firm as a steel sculpture.
Yan Tu finally felt terrified. Tang Tian's attacks were everywhere, and he seemed to fall into an invisible net. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get out of this net. Moreover, this net is constantly tightening, and the strong suffocation makes him feel that death is so close to him for the first time, so close that he seems to see the god of death grinning at him.
No, how can I die here as the first heir to the Ursa Major constellation!
How could he die at the hands of such a second hand!
How could this be!
Yantu knew that when the time came for the last fight, if he didn't use it, he would die!
No, I must not die here, I must not die in the hands of this guy, absolutely not, I, Yantu, am a strong man who wants to dominate the sky, I, Yantu...
Yan Tu roared in his heart, his right arm suddenly released a sky-high light.
Astonishing energy fluctuations were released from his arms, as if there was a terrifying monster hidden in his arms. Powerful energy fluctuations stirred the air around Yantu, and the airflow suddenly became violent. The fine airflow, like a blade, revolved crazily around Yantu's body.
Yan Tu's heart suddenly settled down, all the pressure seemed to disappear all of a sudden, confidence returned to his body, the feeling that the world was in control, and a smile appeared on his face again.
In the end, it will only be me who wins! Only I am worthy of victory!
Suddenly, a figure, like the wind, abruptly broke into his field of vision and broke into the light curtain.
The strong air current contained palpitating energy fluctuations, which made Tang Tian almost unable to open his eyes. There was a pinprick pain all over his body, which was a danger signal sent to his intuition by energy fluctuations. At this time, it was safer to retreat.
But…
Tang Tian tried his best to open his eyes wide, his face didn't move at all, he didn't pay attention to the terrible energy fluctuations, the danger signs of needle sticks, all of them.
The turbulent airflow could not cover up the burning light in his eyes.
What you laugh at is exactly what I cherish, what you sneer at is exactly what I yearn for, what you dislike is exactly what I long for, and what you feel naive and naive is exactly what I want. of faith.
Tang Tian was like an angry arrow, piercing into the violent hurricane.
Time seemed to freeze.
Tang Tian who was pounced, his eyes were as motionless as steel, the fine and sharp air flow wrapped around him, bringing countless blood on his body, but it didn't move him at all.
I... no matter what, no matter what, I want to win!
In the blade-like airflow and countless blood splatters, Tang Tian's arms stretched gently, and his outstretched fingers were like vines in early spring, full of life.
They suddenly disappeared into the air.
puff!
An arm flew out from a distance, with a dazzling light, a terrifying flame rose up.
Yan Tu stood there in disbelief, his right arm disappeared, and there was a terrible wound on his shoulder, with blood gushing out.
"No!"
Yantu's heart-piercing roar full of unwillingness echoed in the air. Anger, despair, and fear were mixed together. With a mouthful of blood, he fell on his back.
Tang Tian fell to the ground, blood slowly splattered on his clothes.
He stared at Yantu's body on the ground, Yantu's breath was gone.
That scarred but hard face like steel began to melt little by little.
Mom, I won... Did you see... I'm amazing...
Mom, I miss you so much...
I miss it so much...
Tears welled up in his eyes, ran along his cheeks, rushed across the wound, and splashed on the ground beside the boy's feet with blood, wet the dust.
The boy howled loudly!