085 Break the black flag!

Pei San rolled ten steps forward, stood up and wiped the corners of his mouth. He grinned, but he was a little anxious. Just now, he didn't know where his fist came from. He only knew that his back was hit hard.

"The spiritual power is useless, and it's dark everywhere, and you can't reach out!" Pei San secretly thought of it and looked around warily. At this time, he didn't care about anything else. He directly took out the two golden lightsabers in the mustard seeds and let the golden lightsaber float on both sides of his body and take care of them.

suddenly! Pei San felt a huge black magic fist hitting him and directly against it with the golden light sword, but as soon as the golden light sword left Pei San's five meters away, it lost its spiritual power.

Pei San subconsciously resisted the frontless sword in his hand at the position attacked by the black magic spirit felt by the golden sword, but after a moment, there was no response. Just as Pei San was relieved, his back was bombarded with a punch again, his mouth wide open, and he directly spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"Bah!" Pei San spit to the side and always felt that there was any move that could break the black flag.

"Wanjiang returned to the clan? No, if I am caught by Liao Kuang, I will definitely lose, but what moves can be won by Wan Jian Guizong? Pei San frowned and thought.

And at this time, another punch hit Pei San in the back.

"Bang!"

Pei San rolled forward again.

"Haha! Today, you, Pei San, will definitely lose!" Liao Kuang laughed loudly. Pei San was originally going to distinguish Liao Kuang's position through his voice, but the sound was almost everywhere. In this black flag-covered area, Liao Kuang was almost invincible.

"If you don't die like this, you will be beaten outside the court!" Pei 300 had mixed feelings, and his back was punched again. Pei San rolled forward, suddenly saw the edge of the fighting field, stabilized his body in time, and then ran 20 steps in the direction just now.

There was a banging sound in the arena, and the girl Wang outside the arena was very nervous and kept looking inside. She found that it was dark everywhere in the arena and could not be seen at all.

"Sister, can you see what's going on inside?" Wang asked the demon disaster.

The evil water shook his head, "The spiritual power has no effect at all. The black flag of the fierce war faction absorbs the magic spirit of the blood sky. Even a trace of it makes the testimony in our realm unable to compete at all. It seems that your brother Pei San is really dangerous!"

"But..." Wang wanted to stop talking, but in the end, she didn't say anything and hesitated.

The heart of the demon disaster waterman gradually spilled with sweat and was nervous. She was more nervous than the Wang girl. Liao Kuang's strength was not something she could compete with at all. The black flag demon disaster alone did not come up with no way to solve it. She smiled helplessly, and the demon disaster water was already a little desperate.

In the fight field.

The skirt in front of Pei San has been dyed red and keeps coughing blood, and Liao Kuang doesn't seem to fight with himself. Pei San's top priority now is to break through the area covered by this black flag!

Looking back, Pei San suddenly remembered a sentence that Zheng Laohan inadvertently said. The stronger the magic weapon, the more loopholes there will be.

Pei San was still very unbelieving this sentence at that time, but now he only rushed to the doctor, thinking about his ten thousand swords to return to the sect. Although his moves are strong, there are flaws. Although the release of ten thousand swords to the sect is much faster, even if it meets the strong, it will reverse the situation in an moment.

No matter how sharp the sword is, it is not a knife. No matter how domineering it is, it will look bulky.

The more I think about it, the more Pei San seems to have caught a trace of spiritual light. The range covered by this black flag, and every fist condensed by the magic spirit is not so coherent. Maybe this is a flaw. As long as after a punch, I'm afraid that the magic spirit needs to condense again, and the time of this cohesion is the key to Pei San to break the black flag.

Stand still, Pei San waited for the attack of the black flag.

"Haha! Are you stupid?" Liao Kuang's voice sounded again, and then, Pei San's back was punched hard again.

After taking two steps forward, Pei San held up the impact and quickly pretended to be drunk, and tested whether the black flag would attack him in time.

Sure enough!

Pei San grinned. After wielding drunk twice in a row, the black flag bombarded Pei San's back again. After Pei San was bombarded again, regardless of the injury in his body, he quickly took a breath and shouted: "Wan Jian Guizong!"

Ten thousand sword shadows split into the arena with a radius of 5,000 meters.

"Bang bang!"

With a series of explosions, Wanjian Guizong successfully split down, and the magic spirit of the black flag gradually dispersed a little. At least Pei San could see the surrounding 10 meters and could faintly detect the changes within 20 meters, which was enough!

After all, Pei San still needs mana to maintain his moves, so this time only used 30% of the mana, which is enough.

He strode on the arena, but Liao Kuang never showed up. Pei San said sarcastically, "What? Don't the fierce fighters dare to confront me head-on?

"You know nothing, if it's not..." Liao Kuang's voice scolded angrily and said nothing more.

Pei San grinned again. He was completely relieved that the disciples of the Crazy War School could only truly practice "War Madness" in the realm of Yuanying, and under the realm of Yuanying, he completely relied on magic weapons to become strong.

In this way, Pei San is already sure!

Looking at the black magic gas gradually condensing together, Pei San rushed directly and was abruptly beaten. Originally, Pei San wanted to disperse the magic gas, but he was really not sure whether the magic gas would be condensed out again by external forces, so he still used this seemingly clumsy but actually the safest method.

After being hit hard on the chest, Pei San coughed up a mouthful of blood. His snow-white gown was covered with blood, but Pei San didn't care at all, but once again used 50% of his mana to release thousands of swords!

Because you can see the black flag floating five meters in the air, Pei San also has a goal this time!

All ten thousand sword shadows bombarded the black flag.

"Bangbang..."

The endless explosion spread all over the whole Xumi mustard. The black flag five meters in the air was fragmented, and the magic spirit was mixed everywhere, and the magic spirit of the whole fighting field completely dissipated, and the location of Liao Kuang was clearly visible!

"Hidden?" Pei San sneered.

The change shocked the whole audience, and even the demon scourge opened his mouth in surprise.

"It seems that Pei San's strength really has the same response. Even I have to waste some effort in this black flag. I'm looking forward to this seven faction competition!" Cang smiled and smiled.

"How strong he is, he will not be the opponent of the young master!" The giant slave said.

"Well, I just want to find a real opponent, not the old stubborn people who can only behoned!" Hearing Cang's smile, he has begun to fight against the elders of Cangshengling!

"It's not a paro, the young master's strength is indeed unfathomable!" The giant slave continued to speak, and the eternal expression seemed to be very normal on his face.

On the arena, Pei San rushed to Liao Kuang and cut it down with a sword. Liao Kuang raised his hand to block it, but a long cut by the Wufeng sword.

Liao Kuang's expression almost became a face, which gave Pei San the most proud black flag. In addition to the black flag, Liao Kuang's weapons are not many. He is also ready to return to the Madness faction to break through to the realm of Yuanying to practice "War Madness". Now all he can do is to surrender as soon as possible!