Chapter 1771 Struggling Hard
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Pang Da Shi
"bass!"
The moment they fought, Xia Muyang felt the difference in Jian Wuxin!
"So strong!"
This sword is domineering, majestic, and continuous, one strike is stronger than the other, with continuous attacks coming!
Even though Xia Muyang was so powerful, he couldn't help being forced back for a long distance!
According to Xia Muyang's idea, this move should be called 'surging waves hit the shore'!
"Okay, with some strength, you are the third person who can catch my move without getting hurt!"
Jian Wuxin shook himself back, and then shouted again: "Qingjian's second form, flying straight down three thousand feet!"
In an instant, the sword in his hand suddenly turned into countless cold stars, bit by bit hitting Xia Muyang's chest, each blow was extremely fatal!
The air was completely opened by him, and the big holes lingered for a long time!
"Three thousand world!"
But this kind of trick, Xia Zhiqing is too familiar!
Therefore, the Ice Emperor Sword in Xia Muyang's hand suddenly became phantom-like, exuding supreme sharpness, causing everyone around to back away in surprise!
"Ding Ding Ding!"
The swords in the hands of the two collided fiercely, sparks flew, the air shook, and the floor shattered!
This scene made Ni Fengxiao, who was watching this scene from a high altitude, very satisfied!
"Okay, as expected of Xia Muyang, he did not disappoint me!"
"I just don't know, how far will you go in the end? Do you win the championship or miss the top three?"
Ni Fengxiao's eyes swept over the group of people, and especially stopped for a while on the faces of a mature/woman and a man with pockmarked faces!
"The two of you have always been the top three in this team. I don't know if Natsume Yang can challenge your position!"
"Come on, let's fight for it! In the end, I only need one person! The rest, I'm sorry, waste is not worthy of living in this world!"
There was a cold and ruthless smile on Nifengxiao's face, and then he said: "Jian Fengchen, Tired Fengchen, you have to work hard, don't think that I will be extra merciful to you because you serve me so hard! Xia Chenghuan, that is the honor of your life, not the capital of your pride!!"
Listen to this, what a scumbag's tone!
Proud and ruthless!
And the tired Fengchen in his mouth is the woman his eyes rested on earlier!
Dressed in a red dress, with fluttering long hair, she has an alluring face, and her face is full of charm!
"The third form of the Qing sword, the long sword that relies on the sky and thousands of miles away!"
Jian Wuxin's third sword suddenly became heavy and domineering, and the speed of the transformation was so fast that Xia Muyang had no time to react!
"Oh!"
As if being hit by a Wanjun meteorite, a terrifying force came crashing down, knocking Xia Muyang back!
The floor under his feet cracked a large piece in an instant, making everyone around him have to stay away!
"The first form of the Qing sword, the Qingquan stone is flowing!"
Jian Wuxin took advantage of the victory to pursue and came here with a sword locked on his throat, it was extremely fatal!
"A Thousand Worlds!"
Xia Muyang's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to be negligent. He quickly swung his long sword and shot out like a shooting star, barely stopping Jian Wuxin's attack!
"Yi Tian Wan Li must have a long sword!"
But before Xia Muyang could catch his breath, another heavy sword that crushed the air came again!
"hiss!"
Xia Muyang didn't have time to react. In his haste, he only had time to block the horizontal sword in front of his chest, and he was slapped away fiercely. Like a kite with a broken string, it hit the wall hard, creating a 15-meter big hole!
The moment they fought, Xia Muyang felt the difference in Jian Wuxin!
"So strong!"
This sword is domineering, majestic, and continuous, one strike is stronger than the other, with continuous attacks coming!
Even though Xia Muyang was so powerful, he couldn't help being forced back for a long distance!
According to Xia Muyang's idea, this move should be called 'surging waves hit the shore'!
"Okay, with some strength, you are the third person who can catch my move without getting hurt!"
Jian Wuxin shook himself back, and then shouted again: "Qingjian's second form, flying straight down three thousand feet!"
In an instant, the sword in his hand suddenly turned into countless cold stars, bit by bit hitting Xia Muyang's chest, each blow was extremely fatal!
The air was completely opened by him, and the big holes lingered for a long time!
"Three thousand world!"
But this kind of trick, Xia Zhiqing is too familiar!
Therefore, the Ice Emperor Sword in Xia Muyang's hand suddenly became phantom-like, exuding supreme sharpness, causing everyone around to back away in surprise!
"Ding Ding Ding!"
The swords in the hands of the two collided fiercely, sparks flew, the air shook, and the floor shattered!
This scene made Ni Fengxiao, who was watching this scene from a high altitude, very satisfied!
"Okay, as expected of Xia Muyang, he did not disappoint me!"
"I just don't know, how far will you go in the end? Do you win the championship or miss the top three?"
Ni Fengxiao's eyes swept over the group of people, and especially stopped for a while on the faces of a mature/woman and a man with pockmarked faces!
"The two of you have always been the top three in this team. I don't know if Natsume Yang can challenge your position!"
"Come on, let's fight for it! In the end, I only need one person! The rest, I'm sorry, waste is not worthy of living in this world!"
There was a cold and ruthless smile on Nifengxiao's face, and then he said: "Jian Fengchen, Tired Fengchen, you have to work hard, don't think that I will be extra merciful to you because you serve me so hard! Xia Chenghuan, that is the honor of your life, not the capital of your pride!!"
Listen to this, what a scumbag's tone!
Proud and ruthless!
And the tired Fengchen in his mouth is the woman his eyes rested on earlier!
Dressed in a red dress, with fluttering long hair, she has an alluring face, and her face is full of charm!
"The third form of the Qing sword, the long sword that relies on the sky and thousands of miles away!"
Jian Wuxin's third sword suddenly became heavy and domineering, and the speed of the transformation was so fast that Xia Muyang had no time to react!
"Oh!"
As if being hit by a Wanjun meteorite, a terrifying force came crashing down, knocking Xia Muyang back!
The floor under his feet cracked a large piece in an instant, making everyone around him have to stay away!
"The first form of the Qing sword, the Qingquan stone is flowing!"
Jian Wuxin took advantage of the victory to pursue and came here with a sword locked on his throat, it was extremely fatal!
"A Thousand Worlds!"
Xia Muyang's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to be negligent. He quickly swung his long sword and shot out like a shooting star, barely stopping Jian Wuxin's attack!
"Yi Tian Wan Li must have a long sword!"
But before Xia Muyang could catch his breath, another heavy sword that crushed the air came again!
"hiss!"
Xia Muyang didn't have time to react. In his haste, he only had time to block the horizontal sword in front of his chest, and he was slapped away fiercely. Like a kite with a broken string, it hit the wall hard, creating a 15-meter big hole!
