[Chapter 114 Dragon scale three]

"That kind of swordsmanship?"

15 and Huo Tianhua were at each other, and Yuheng, who was standing in the crowd, was stunned and looked at the woman beside him strangely.

"It's indeed the kung fu of Tianshan, but I have never seen that swordsmanship..." Yan Ru nodded first, and then shook her head, looking a little stunned.

"Why..."

Even Yan Ru said that this is the operation skill of Tianshan to produce swords, but that set of swordsmanship is not from Tianshan. This joke is also too big. It is the kung fu of Tianshan, not the swordsmanship of Tianshan. What on earth is this?

"I don't know, maybe it was created by another disciple and then taught to that little brother?" Yan Ru also doesn't know why, so in addition to being confused, she is still confused.

"It seems that this teenager has a lot of fans, maybe he can help us..." Yu Heng pondered for a little and touched his chin with his hand.

"Brother Heng, do you want to?" Yan Ru's expression stagnated and asked with some surprise.

"Well, but it still depends on what he means..."

Yan Ru's woman didn't say anything. She continued to look at the battlefield, where the comparison between 15 and Huo Tianhua also reached a white-hot stage.

From the moment Huo Tianhua pulled out the knife, the atmosphere around became a little strange. A pair of eyes seemed to see something that should not be seen in the night. In addition to shock, there was extreme fear. It was a kind of oppression from the depths of the soul. How could the knife compete.

"You are very strong, but that's all... I'll show you my family's knife skills..." As soon as the words fell, the knife in Huo Tianhua's hand finally faded off a layer of thick clothes. Looking at the blade body as thin as cicada wings, there was a faint silver light flow, and the energy contained in it can be felt at fifteen far away. Arrived.

"Is this the power of the dragon scales? There are no moves, and the power contained in the knife alone is enough to deter the enemy..." 15 was secretly surprised and thought about how to fight this time.

But Huo Tianhua did not give him a chance to think at all. His whole body seemed to have a pair of wings and flew up in the air.

"Dragon scales Type III Type 1: Dragon scale borrows a knife..." He only heard a loud roar, and the hegemonic knife in his hand cut fiercely towards the 15th. When he cut it away, a huge knife shadow condensed in the air, like a big knife falling from the sky, and dozens of feet of knife light fell in an instant.

"Dragon scale three-type? Isn't that the ancestral knife method of the Huo family? In those years..." A onlooker could hardly breathe. The dragon scale three-style Huo family's ancestral knife method, and the leader of Qiushan League relied on these three-style knife methods to have today's status.

"Huo Tianhua even used this. It seems that this competition is over..." A person familiar with the horror of this set of knives said.

"The young master of the Huo family should also inherit seven or eight of his old son. Seeing that his momentum is no worse than that of Huo Tianba in those years. You know, that old Huo Tianba could easily smash a huge rock of dozens of feet in those years... Hey, how can this teenager deal with it..." When Huo Tianhua's body moved, the whisper of people also sounded, and everyone looked at 15 with a pitiful look.

With Huo Tianhua's move, the air around him is constantly twisting, and unprecedented oppression comes at the moment when the knife light falls. Fifteen was extremely surprised and hurriedly ran the inner spirit of his whole body and gathered on the rust sword.

The colorful light was bright and gorgeous. The light was free like a spirit snake around the rusty sword, condensed into a circle of whirlpools, and then scattered into the air, and the space around 15 began to twist.

"Everything... has a guide..." 15 holds the sword in his right hand, and his left finger together, pointing forward, and at the same time, his right hand also waved towards the falling light.

"Boom..."

Two different forces collided with each other, and a huge ripple spread out. Countless air condensed into a whirlpool the size of a palm, constantly rotating and rotating. Finally, a burst of suction suddenly appeared, sucking the air dust around.

Suddenly, there was a confusion in the test field, and the onlookers could not see the situation inside at all.

"How's it going? Have you won or lose? How powerful this knife is, even I'm not sure enough to take it, hey..."

"Why is there no movement? How's the teenager..."

"Is it dead..."

Although everyone looked at the field doubtfully, they could not see the situation of the civil war, but it did not mean that the people in the field had won or lost.

Just as everyone was surprised, a somewhat deep voice sounded in the field, "Humph, is this your limit? Then die... Type 2: Unremeasured Knife..."

As soon as the words fell, there was another light in the field, but the light at this moment was more gloomy than before. In the surprised eyes of everyone, the smoke in the venue dissipated. A middle-aged man had raised the knife in his hand above his head, and a stream of violent power kept sending in from his hand. The dragon scale knife, until the whole blade was filled with red.

Huo Tianhua's surging energy is constantly, but this is enough to tell everyone that 15 has taken the first move.

The knife was raised above his head, and the color of the knife body was also constantly deepening in the cohesion. The power of the riot had overflowed unabashed, and an invisible force turned into a hot wind, sweeping the world. The onlookers also unconsciously retreated several feet for fear of affecting the pond fish.

"Oh..." 15 After using the sword tips, his inner spirit was weak, and there was a faint weakness in his body. He breathed violently until he felt another trace of energy absorbed into his body.

But that trace of energy was too little, and it was even less when he entered the whirlpool before his meditation. However, the only thing that comforted 15 was that the external spin gas absorbed did not gradually change from red to purple like the first gathering.

This time, it just passed through the whirlpool and turned into a colorful color, as if there was the first accumulation, and the second time I completely painted the gourd, but I was more skilled than the first time.

A trace of colorful inner spirit accumulated in the underworld. 151 gritted his teeth, and the newly precipitated inner spirit was suddenly pulled out, and a burst of weakness suddenly occupied his whole body.

But the situation at this time did not allow him to make any mistakes. The colorful inner spirit quickly condensed in the rust sword. At the moment of swinging the rust sword on the fifteenth, Huo Tianhua's knife also split out in an instant, coming like a tall wave, coming down with the momentum sweeping the sky.

"It's really powerful. The power doesn't arrive, but the momentum comes first..." 15 smiled miserably. Under such circumstances, what he does is useless. No matter what, this move can't be taken over. Since it can't be followed, there are only two choices. One is to give up. As a result, there is only one death, while the other is to fight hard and have a certain chance to survive, but injury is inevitable.

15 is not an idiot, so he chose the latter. Of course, he is also sure to choose the latter.

15 put all his spirit on Huo Tianhua's cut knife. At one moment, 15 moved, and also raised his right hand and drew a beautiful arc forward

This is what people think when they hit the stone with eggs. This lifeless practice often gives their lives to their enemies earlier.

However, just as everyone felt that the 15th attack was bound to die, the 15th scratched rust sword suddenly turned to the side, and he jumped over like a steed across the cliff.

The rusty sword stroked to Huo Tianhua's left hand in everyone's surprised eyes. Suddenly, a faint energy fluctuation appeared in the air. A small suction appeared in an instant, pulling Huo Tianhua's arm to the left. The knife he tried his best to control also suddenly stagnate, and in an instant Deviated from the direction.

A sword caused the fluctuation of energy, and Huo Tianhua's offensive was pulled away from the direction. In fact, it was only completed in an instant, but what everyone saw was that 15 quickly blocked Huo Tianhua's offensive completely.

"He actually blocked it, this...this..." Everyone took a cold breath, but they were deeply aware of the horror of the move. They looked at the fifteenth, and the teenager's every move is now obviously mysterious.

Everyone looked at it, but Huo Tianhua's face became more and more gloomy. Originally, he wanted to kill 15 before everyone, which not only saved his face and stood up, but 15 abruptly resolved his two moves. Although there was still a mysterious third form that was not used, the relaxed appearance of 15 was given It was a big blow to him.

Therefore, Huo Tianhua hesitated, so he refused to do it after the second move's offensive was resolved.

But what Huo Tianhua doesn't know is that 15 is secretly crying. Although he is very calm and relaxed on the surface, and only he knows his own situation. Now he is completely at the end of the year. If Huo Tianhua launches that kind of strong attack again, he will only have to see the king of Yan, but due to the prestige of the first two times Huo Tianhua also did not dare to take action rashly, which gave him 15 hours to rest.

"Wow..." The rust sword in his hand slowly raised. Just as 15 was about to make a defensive posture, the rust sword in his hand gradually dispersed from his hand like a plate of scattered sand.

"What's going on?" Fifteen was shocked. He looked up and looked at Huo Tianhua opposite. At this time, the latter had a ferocious smile on his face.

"Dragon scale type three type three: domineering Jedi..."

PS: Kneel down and beg... It seems that I haven't broken the update so far...