Chapter 581: Sword dance
After transforming Murong Chong, who would dare to know how to fight him close?
Unless the cultivation base is higher than Murong Chong, or can directly attack with martial skills from a distance, who is Murong Chong's opponent? Nearly invincible!
This is why Zhang Mengmeng is so strong, but he could only get second in the previous session.
Zhang Mengmeng's strength is close combat, but Murong Chong's animal blood specifically restrains melee combat.
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"Rookie, although you are very strong, you won't get the first place this year." Murong Chong looked at Zhang Yifeng condescendingly. Zhang Yifeng is very powerful, but unfortunately, he met him.
"Yeah, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Don't you understand the truth? Are the people in the dragon group ordinary warriors?"
In the dragon group, everyone has their own abilities and advantages, and each of them is an existence that can kill more people.
"Give up!"
Just when everyone was discussing with each other.
Murong Chong made another move on the ring.
"Sword Dance is all over the sky!"
Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!
The sound of breaking through the air kept coming, and most of the spikes on Murong Chong's body separated from his body, bringing an astonishing sound of breaking through the air towards Zhang Yifeng.
Bang bang bang!
The dense shooting directly blasted the aura shield on Zhang Yifeng's body into a hornet's nest, and all the spikes fell on Zhang Yifeng's body, erupting a terrible muffled noise.
Grunt.
People took a breath, and if hit by such a powerful attack, they would definitely be shot into a hornet's nest.
"When it's over, Zhang Yifeng will not only lose, but his life will be in danger."
"His arrogant words just now stimulated Murong Chong, he didn't show any mercy at all. Even if he doesn't die, I'm afraid it will take a few months to recover."
Time passed and the attack stopped.
The spiritual smoke and dust on the martial arts circle gradually dissipated, and a vague figure appeared in everyone's sight. This figure stood upright, motionless!
"He's still standing!"
The members of the dragon group trembled in their bodies, and it was incredible that they could still stand after such a powerful attack.
However, when the smoke and dust were completely dispersed and Zhang Yifeng's appearance was seen, the pupils of people were contracted.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng had dozens of spikes stuck in his upper body, and blood was gurgling down his thighs, forming a huge pool of blood on the ground.
Everyone felt chills just looking at it!
"Can you still stand? Give up, otherwise, you will die."
Murong Chong's flat voice came, and he seemed to have calmed down. He didn't think Zhang Yifeng was his opponent.
Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "If I get hurt a little and you think I will lose, then I can only say that you think too much."
Wow!
When his words fell, all members of the dragon group were dull.
"This kid looks like this, do you still want to fight?"
"Are you crazy? Is he going to die?"
On the martial arts arena, Zhang Yifeng's eyes suddenly became cold.
Murong Chong's attack just now showed no mercy at all. Since the other party is not merciful, don't blame him for being cruel.
"You say I'm crazy? Then I'll show you what the real crazy is. You have been on stage for so long, and the reason why you can stand is because I gave you a face. Now, I think you can lie down."
"I think you can lie down."
Zhang Yifeng's voice was cold, like a demon from the region!
The next moment, his whole body burned with aura.
"Sword Slash!"
A sword light suddenly appeared, but this was only the beginning.
Then the second, third, sixth!
Sword Slash's strongest blow: Six Swords!
After Jian Zhan appeared, there was a terrifying Qi in the air, which locked Murong Chong.
Moreover, in addition to this terrible Qi machine, the surrounding temperature was actually rising rapidly, and these six sword lights burned violently, as if on fire.
Zhang Yifeng's aura contains fire attributes. At this moment, Zhang Yifeng didn't leave any hands.
In the air, six sword lights had just appeared, and Zhang Yifeng hadn't landed yet, but six sword lights had appeared again.
It's another six sword cut!
Then twelve sword lights, eighteen sword lights...
Twenty-four sword lights...
The densely packed spiritual sword, like a meteor from the sky, hit Murong Chong's huge body.
Densely dense, there is no way to hide!
"Sword Dance is all over the sky!"
Murong Chong's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
Facing the dense attacks around him, he curled up the beast body, and the spikes on his body shot out like a cannonball.
Boom boom boom!
The horrible blasting sounds one after another, every spike hits the sword light, there will be a blast, and the light of aura spreads out, like a blooming firework.
It's quiet now.
The audience was silent.
Everyone wants to know who can win this gorgeous and terrifying tremor.
Finally, the blasting sound stopped, and the scene of the martial arts circle appeared in everyone's sight.
Murong Chong and Zhang Yifeng were both standing.
This time, Murong Chong was no better than Zhang Yifeng. Most of the spikes on his body were shot out, and he looked like a bald man. In addition, there are many wounds on his body, presumably he was hit by Jian Mang.
However, he still resisted Zhang Yifeng's attack.
"After performing martial arts so many times, your true energy should be exhausted, right?"
Murong Chong's cold voice came.
Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "Who told you that my aura was exhausted? The reason why I didn't continue to attack is because I don't want to defeat you with martial arts."
"Don't be brave. After performing martial arts so many times, there should not be much true energy left in your body."
Murong Chong was still smiling, but then his smile solidified on his face.
In the air, an illusory spiritual sword suddenly appeared, which was Sima Han's unique school of knowledge, the magic sword.
There are no fewer than three hundred magic swords.
As soon as the magic sword appeared, Murong Chong was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
Even all the members of the Dragon Group were shocked. Zhang Yifeng had attacked so many times, and his true energy hadn't been exhausted. This was incredible.
If Zhang Yifeng keeps attacking like this, Murong Chong will definitely be beaten into a hornet's nest.
However, an unexpected scene appeared for everyone, and the dense phantom sword only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared.
The next move of Zhang Yifeng made the spectators exclaimed crazy.
"Uh!"
In the martial arts circle, Zhang Yifeng shouted abruptly. He put his hands on the bone spurs on his chest and pulled out forcefully. The two deepest bone spurs were pulled out by the roots, with flesh and blood remaining on them. It looks terrifying.
But Zhang Yifeng did not even frown.
The next moment, Zhang Yifeng was holding a bone spur, and his body rushed towards Murong like a cannonball. He actually planned to fight close to Murong Chong. He really wanted to beat Murong Chong up close!
Oh my God, Murong Chong is like a hedgehog, a close attack is simply self-harm. Where does Zhang Yifeng's confidence come from?
"This bone spur is what you are proud of. I will use your bone spur to beat you completely bald!" Zhang Yifeng's flat voice came.
