Infinite Gentleman

"No, it's not so much combat wisdom as combat intuition—but—"

At the same time, the palm of the opponent's folded hands turned to his side, and the Guanri Sword immediately let out a miserable cry of "twisting". Even with the original sincere body of the battlefield, he unnaturally deflected past--

The strength of the opponent is also greater than sincerely expected——

"!"

In the next instant, the sincere right-handed Kodachi slashed fiercely at the opponent's wrist, but he heard a crisp sound of "dang", as if he was slashing on steel-no, no. If it is really steel, then the sincere knife can cut it as easily as cheese--

"The opponent's body-building skills are stronger than the previous Sword Saint?!"

Seeing Battlefield Hara's sincerely surprised expression. The other party "Ahahahaha" triumphantly laughed--

"Young man! I'll tell you your fangs now! Swords and weapons are nothing but things outside of the body! What is really reliable is your own fangs!!! Hahahahaha!!!

As the other party's voice fell, a big fist blasted over. The battlefield wanted to dodge sincerely, but the opponent punched at an amazing speed. It was too late when he wanted to dodge-after he concentrated all his defenses on the abdomen of the opponent's boxing. A fierce, unbearable pain hits——the powerful and violent energy blasted into the original sincere body of the battlefield with the opponent's fist——

Subsequently, he was blown away.

Chapter 4 The Powerful Confrontation

It hurts.

It really hurts.

The pain is so painful that the lacrimal glands are almost out of control.

After Zhanchang Yuanzheng barely stood firm, he only felt a sweet throat, and vomited a mouthful of blood "Wow".

Bastard.

It was completely different from the previous game. In the previous game, although he looked like he was beaten badly by the Sword Emperor Qianren. But in fact, they are all skin wounds. More importantly, everything is under the control of sincerity. Everything was designed by Battlefield.

But this time is different.

This time, this guy hit him by "own will".

It also means that in the head-to-head battle, the battlefield is really inferior to him.

"Damn, bastard. This guy is much better than the previous one." Zhanchang Yuan gritted his teeth sincerely.

The opponent did not take advantage of the situation to pursue.

Although a bit funny, the other party's morals are pretty good. In other words, the other party has become arrogant to the point of disdain to do such small actions.

However, no matter what kind of possibility it is, it is not good news for Battlefield sincerely.

"Hahaha, get it! You shouldn't mess with me if you mess with the dragon and the tiger! I can't stand you anymore! I can't stand you anymore! Realize it!!!"

After saying this, his already swollen muscles swelled again. I seem to be a muscle monster--

"War God Destroying World Jue! 200% effort! Take my fist, Martial God Slaying Dragon!!!!"

"Is it a punch or a cut?!"

Zhanchangyuan sincerely couldn't help but spit out in his heart-at the same time retreating sharply-however, the result was still the same as before, the opponent's speed was surprisingly fast, and the footwork and body technique also had unique features. If you want to dodge, you can't dodge it at all! "

"Asshole!!!"

The battlefield shouted sincerely-crossed the swords in his hands, protected his chest, and blocked the opponent's powerful hand knife slashing-

Strong, very strong, this kind of power is still beyond the original sincere imagination of the battlefield-he couldn't help it-at the same time, he is going backwards with the flow, wanting to vent the opponent's power-

However, after retreating for thousands of meters in this way, the opponent's strength was not compromised at all!

"That's all there is to it!"

Feeling unable to win by trick. Zhanchangyuan gritted his teeth sincerely. The true essence entered into the sword in his hand suddenly increased by a bit-in the splendor, two energy of different nature blasted together, and a violent explosion occurred immediately. A huge mushroom cloud rose slowly from the ground. Battlefield Yuanzheng and Valkyrie unconsciously quit afterwards--

"A draw?!" Battlefield was sincere and thoughtful-and then he heard a series of "click" and "click". When I look again, the pair of swords in my hand that have accompanied me through the long road has been shattered into countless pieces and scattered all over the ground.

However, this pair of Class B weapons could not adapt to such a strong True Yuan input from the original sincerity of the battlefield, nor could it continuously withstand the powerful attacks of the opponent.

"Hahahahaha! Happy, really happy to speak!!!"

While the battlefield was sincerely mourning for his weapons, the old Valkyrie man on the opposite side laughed wildly again: "Boy! What are you tricks? You are really eloquent!

That's right! The so-called battle, it should be just like that! ! ! ! "

"...Oh your sister."

The battlefield took a deep and sincere breath. In the eyes of the other person, there is unstoppable anger and hatred-everything will have feelings after a long time. What's more, it is a weapon linked to the original sincere life on the battlefield.

If the relationship with the previous sword emperor was sympathetic, then the battlefield sincerely left only anger and hatred for this bastard.

"But! It's almost there!"

The other party didn't seem to feel the sincere feelings of the battlefield. Still smiling with excitement, he said loudly: "Up until now, it's time to tell the winner! Come on! Next move, come up with your strongest trick! Let us look gorgeous. Kill it, boy!!!"

Saying this, he steadied his feet, clenched his fists, bent his arms backwards, accumulating terrifying power--

The battlefield sincerely wanted to dodge subconsciously, but there was a vague feeling.

This power is close, reaching the level of the law. The opponent has aimed at himself, there is no way to hide!

"Then, let the old man use the strongest trick to kill you gorgeously!!!"

In such a roar, the Tianwu God of War raised his aura to the extreme--

"Walk God Destroying the World Judgment, 400% of the effort, the Martial God came to the world-ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!

Halfway through the shout, the roar turned into a scream. The opponent's eyes opened, as if they were about to protrude from their eye sockets. It's like suffering some kind of terrible punishment--

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

After enduring desperately for a while, he finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground, covering his head tightly, rolling all over the floor in pain.

"That's it. That's how it is."

Zhanchangyuan nodded sincerely, and the look at the opponent became interesting.

"The combat power is very strong...but, the mental power is insufficient. There is such a big flaw, it is impossible for people to resist not using it. Hehehehe."

There was a faint blue light in his eyes. It means that Valkyrie will become like this, completely because of him——

Just now—just when the opponent's aura reached its peak, Zhanchang Yuanzheng slightly disturbed his body, the balance of breath—the Yellow Emperor's Nei Jing and Tantric Supremacy Yoga Tantra did not have such tricks. However, as one of the chaotic evil gods, the high-level demon lord of the evil line. For the soul, for the spirit, for the interference, control, and even transformation of thoughts and feelings are natural skills. The battlefield used this sincerely to deal with martial arts cultivation, but the spirit and soul are not very good. Those who use martial arts to enter the Tao are naturally more suitable.

"You, you, you—" the other party stared at Zhanchangyuan, wanting to say something. But in the end, nothing was said. The head exploded with a "touch".