092 The Last Battle (three update, red ticket)

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the whole witness of Xumi mustard became energetic in an instant, and they looked at the arena attentively.

Between his hands and feet, Pei San seems to have endless explosive power, which makes the witness in the whole Xumi mustard seed unable to figure out again and become more mysterious.

glanced at Cang's smile. Pei San really didn't expect that the young master's body in Cangshengling was so weak that he smiled, and Pei San's self-confidence, which had faded, surged out again.

"Can a thin monkey win the same?"

Pep San just thought about it, but he didn't dare to say such pretentious words! Through the oppressive force that just smiled, Pei San also had to pay attention to this test.

A smile will also be his biggest enemy this time!

Looking up, Pei San said, "It's okay!"

"Good! In this battle, Qingyimen fought against Cangshengling. The elder Xing spoke slowly.

Pei San, who has won six games in a row, grinned and played two games against Dahemen. Even if he lost this game, he was 90% sure to get the excellent Taoist weapon Tianyafan!

"I hope I won't win seven games in a row if I lose!" Pei San played the drum secretly in his heart. He was not sure about this battle, but he had a sense of self-confidence!

A smile showed a smile, and the folding fan in his hand was handed over directly to the giant slave. Step by step, he walked into the arena, and every step seemed to return to the original.

It is hard to despise.

"Oh, I'm not so looking forward to that Tianya Banner. Meeting a strong opponent is my purpose this time. I hope you won't let me down." Cangyi said with a smile, spreading out his right hand and waiting for Pei San's attack.

Pep San grinned: "He has a personality."

The bladeless sword seemed to appear directly from the sleeve, sliding down to Pei San's right hand, holding the bladeless sword, and Pei three steps rushed up.

Each step stirred up a piece of gravel, and turned around. Pei San had used the drunken 16 style, and there was no sign of contempt.

Cang Yixiao clenched his fists and suddenly rushed up!

"Bang!"

Cang Yixiao's fist directly bombarded Pei San's Wufeng sword. Through the Wufeng sword, Pei San can feel the strong attack of Cang Yixiao. If this blow hits the ordinary condensed mid-term witness, I'm afraid he will be disabled!

"Wo!"

The Wufeng sword was controlled by Pei San with spiritual power and rushed to the side of Cang Yixiao, and Pei San's hands came out of the same as Cang Yixiao, clenched his fists and roared at Cang Yixiao.

"Bang!"

"Keng!"

Two in a row, Cang Yi smiled and bombarded Pei San with his right fist, and his left fist directly bombarded the bladeless sword to the side. Pei San secretly fought a cold war. Is this still a person? The body that had just recovered as before was so bombarded by Cang Yixiao, and the whole right arm had been dislocated!

The mana shook, and his right arm made a crisp sound and received it again. The continuous pain was similar to tickling for Pei San at this time.

Cang Yi smiled and said, "Your fist is too weak!"

Pei Sanyi was stunned: "Weak? Then let's see how it turns out!"

"Bangbang..."

On the arena, Pei San and Cang kept bombarding with a smile. Except for the two, all the rest of the testimonists were shocked. Is this still the level that the body can reach?

"Why didn't the young master use his own weapon?" The giant slave said to himself, and his expression was always so old-fashioned.

In the blink of an eye, Pei San and Cang Yixiao had already punched hundreds of fists. Pei San's right arm's mouth cracked and was replaced by a left fist, but the tiger's mouth was also cracked in a while. Looking at Cang's smile and a white shirt, he looked so skillful.

"Bangbang..."

The sound of two people's bombarding constantly sounded on the arena. The witness of the spectators was focused for fear of a trace of omission. No one wanted to miss this test. This test was probably the most helpful one for their perception of the realm.

Pei San kept smacking in his heart: "It's too strong. I'm by no means his opponent. I'm also stupid. Cangshengling specializes in practicing the body. Why do I provoke? Forget it, as long as you can win!"

made up his mind. Pei San's mental strength controlled the Wufeng sword and returned directly to his hand. His arms were already a little numb. He grinned and smiled, and Pei Sanyi's sword stabbed away.

Cang Yixiao pinched his sword finger and came straight up.

"Dang! ~~”

The crisp voice echoed, making Pei San unable to believe that it was flesh! I'm afraid it's more powerful than the body! At least the hardness of the body has caught up with the Chinese Taoist device, and it is even comparable to the upper Taoist weapon!

With all kinds of feelings entangled, Pei San kept picking, stabbing, splitting and blocking with a bladeless sword...

The drunken 16th move is constantly released, while Cang Yixiao has been fighting with his body. In the time of incense, Pei San has been a little soft.

"Sister, it's impossible." Pei San thought in surprise, "Yes! I use a bladeless sword. No matter how strong the strength of Cang Yixiao is, it is only a body. The situation of Cang Yixiao at this time should be the same as mine. If I don't feel bad, he can't feel good!"

Holding this idea, Pei San kept attacking. Even if his arm was numb, he did not retreat. Now he smiled and bet with Cang on who could support it for a long time!

Who can act!

As long as he doesn't show fatigue, Pei San doesn't believe that he can fight like this with a smile?

Pret to be in high spirit made the testimonies on the spectators exclaim one after another.

"This Pei San's strength is really not weak, and he is not tired of being able to fight against Cang Yixiao of Cangshengling for so long!"

"It seems that Qingyimen has a firm foothold in the seven sects this time!"

"Why is there such a genius as Pei San in Qingyimen? I can't wait to see myself as him!"

"Cang Yixiao is so strong that he hasn't used his own weapon now!"

"Does the Cangshengling have its own weapons?"

"Stupid, halberd!"

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A quarter of an hour later, the two still seemed to be unscathed. Pei San always maintained that expression. Now he can't change his expression if he wants to change it. His expression is numb, and he only knows how to keep fighting against Cang Yixiao.

Cang Yixiao said in his heart, "Has Pei San's strength been hidden? The ruthless battle is not so strong! Is the effect of biochemical elixir really so strong? But the stronger I am, the more I like it!"

Cang Yi smiled like crazy, constantly attacking Pei San. Pei San fights in a row, and his gums have been bitten and bleeding.

"Bang!"

Another blow, Cang Yi smiled and smiled: "Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me, so that I can let go of the war!"

"What?" Pei San's eyes widened, but if he didn't pay close attention, he would not find this little detail at all. He thought to himself, "Have you been playing with your feelings just now? Shit, it's too bullying."

Just as Pei San kept slandering, Cang Yi smiled and suddenly shone in front of him, and an unparalleled long halberd appeared, which was the original weapon refined according to the halberd.

As soon as the halberd came out, Pei San finally felt the full pressure again. At this time, he didn't care about anything else and tried his best to stimulate the mana in his body, and the thick mana of his thighs was vividly urged.

For a while, the two were no different!