Thunder Martial

Looking at Zijuan's firm eyes, the mountain nodded with Blue Lonely Dream and turned away.

The two went to the last floor.

Saint Len did not stop the two of them, leaving them to go away without even saying a word of harshness, and apparently he also knew that once the three of them joined forces, it was bound to be a huge problem, even if he had a rain sword.

During this time, they looked at each other until the mountains and blue lonely dreams completely disappeared into view.

The odds in the city, therefore, have changed, and the odds of Zixuan have begun to increase, and the odds of Saint Lund have remained unchanged.

The Rain Sword itself is the first 100 weapons, while the Shield in Purple Hands can only enter the first 100 after baptism.

The two sides are strong and weak at a glance.

The ranking of the Rain Sword has remained unchanged for centuries and is the best proof of its strength.

In this battle, in the case of a single pair, Purple doesn't even have a chance of winning a dot.

How is that supposed to be a bet?

Isn't it obvious that the Holy Mountain Gambling Palace improves purple odds?

Purple looked at Saint Lun and his face was getting cold.

In a loud noise, Saint Lun put away the rainstorm sword in his hand and said indifferently: “Looks like you really think you've lived enough. ”

Zizhen did not speak, his feet a little bit, his figure forward flushing.

This is an odd step in fighting technique.

Or shock fighting.

Immediately after the purple purple purple was used in the strange synchronization of the bucket technique, a strong sense of hostility arose in Saint Lund across the street.

“Death!”

He shouted coldly, surrounded by the holy light, rushing towards the purple.

Years apart, Seizure and Saint Martial Arts met again.

There are no powerful energy shocks, only constantly flashing lights, and sometimes changing directions.

The holy light surrounded Saint Len, each hit with a sacred meaning, his gait, fleeting figure and good defense.

The purple attack god is gone, and with a powerful vibrating force, the past leaves a raft in the air.

Fighting skill fights don't require much space space, the two of them chase Tenggu within a very small range, but the risks involved are definitely not insignificant.

You know, the opponents that Zixuan met before were almost a curb to his enemies.

Throughout the Holy Mountain City, everyone was watching the battle between the two.

This fight lasted a quarter of an hour.

The crowd was shocked, but Ole shook his head and said with dissatisfaction: “This trial took too long. ”

“Are you sure this is just a test?” Wu Yude is somewhat unbelievable because the aftermath of the power brought about by the two fights is really too strong.

Though the two did not require much space to engage, the energy aftermath razed hundreds of feet of land around them, and all the saint soldiers who stayed on the third floor retreated.

“Die! ”

At this moment, only in the hands of Saint Lun, suddenly there was an additional holy sword that sparkled with holy light, and a sword was cut off.

Purple raised the left hand lattice and a shield with the power of thunder appeared, blocking the sword.

Whistle!

Countless holy lights splashed out, like a rain of holy light, gorgeous.

In Purple's right hand, a long stick appeared, surrounded by countless thunderbolts, and he struck out with a stick.

Boom!

The heavens and the earth quake, this powerful strike, directly towards the nearby Saint Lund.

In front of Saint Len, a shield of holy light appeared, blocking the blow.

This is fighting technique, both homologous, but not in the same way.

One touch at a time.

The two retreated and then went forward again.

This time using the illusory weapon, the fighting between the two became more active, as if the thunder continued to explode.

But from the glance of it, it seems that both of them have always been equally powerful enemies.

The two men who fought suddenly got quiet and stopped at the same time.

They are more than ten lengths apart, which is also the best distance to attack for two people with fighting skills.

“Your strength is good, but I don't have that much time to fight with you. End the fight. ”

The Holy Spirit raised the holy sword in his hand and cut it down with one sword.

As if it were a real light, it instantly approached the purple.

On the light shield raised by purple, countless wrenching thunderbolts broke, and the light shield also exploded loudly.

Then, a powerful force lifted the purple.

This is the true power of Saint Lund, and also the power that Saint Martial Arts deserves.

Explosion!

Looking at the flickering purple, the cold light flashed in Saint Lun's eyes and went forward again, still a sword before, but became more powerful.

Purple raised the long stick in his hand, and the next moment, the long stick also exploded.

Zixuan flies backwards for the second time. By the time he stabilizes his body, his mouth is spilled with blood.

His perception of jihadist techniques in previous probation battles is far less than twice.

Saint Lund was proud to say, "How can I compare this to my holy martial arts when it's just a trail? When you lost, you rolled away in the ashes, and this time it ended the same way, even the next time, the next time. Shock fighting never qualifies, shoulder to shoulder with holy fighting! ”

His surroundings, the holy light erupted again, and a horrible and sacred aura erupted.

Saint Lun did not use the Soul Soldier, so Purple did not bring out the Long Stick and the Spirit Shield.

This is the fighting-technology confrontation, and he's going to make a good name for it this time.

The full outbreak of Saint Lum became faster, as if it were a lightning bolt, instantly approaching the purple.

The next moment, the purple rod and shield immediately exploded, coughing up blood and flying.

Gap at a glance.

The battle seems doomed.

The city cheered, unexpectedly didn't show up, the jihad was still so powerful, and this time, they made a real fortune.

On Mount Holy Spirit, after seeing this scene, Holy Radius shook his head and said with disappointment: “Ollie, I thought you must have found an extraordinary existence. I didn't expect you to be so disappointed. But think about it, you're a loser yourself, of course. ”

At this time, Zixuan, once again, was repelled and coughed up blood again.

Failed, it's final!

Wu Yude looked at the picture of purple failure in the sky and looked at Olive staring dead at the sky. He opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything at all.

Perhaps shock fighting is really not as good as holy fighting.

Because the forces between the two are different, the eruption of jihadist techniques is more lethal in the context of fighting.

Brother Shanshan sighed and made a lot of money when they came to Holy Mountain City, but if Purple failed this time, they would still have nothing in the end.

But the only thing that makes them happy is that at the very least, their lives have been preserved so that after nothing, they have to work for others.

“What sighs? My lord didn't lose!” Brother Shanshan was discontententented said.

“Lord Zijuan has vomited blood, it's not called...”

The last typo hasn't appeared yet, and suddenly there were shouts all around.

It turns out that this blow by Saint Lun was dodged by Purple Pearl.