Chapter 8 The Death of Juyong

Under the referee's order, there was no nonsense, and the two sides directly entered the combat state. Ju Yong's wide eyes stared at Yue Zihua, and his repressed momentum was ready to go. The two sides entered a subtle state, and the fierce battle was imminent!

"Ah!" At the same time, with a roar, Ju Yong and Yue Zihua opened their footsteps at the same time and rushed to each other. Yue Zihua used a purple long gun. The tip of the gun was sharp, and the thick inner strength was attached to it, which was fascinating.

The whole martial arts competition was so powerful that it completely overshadowed the limelight of several other games. The audience on the stage was silent for a moment and held their breath and watched the result of the first confrontation between the two.

In an instant, a harsh collision sound crossed the sky and went straight to the sky. The bright spark burst fiercely on the tip of the gun and the axe blade. Juyong and Yue Zihua, who were also in the late Sunday, turned back and distanced themselves to prepare for the next attack.

The first head-on collision between the two was directly tied in the confrontation between power and internal force. The strength can be said to be equal, regardless of height.

Starting again, you can even see the slightly sunken slate ground under their feet, not because the slate is too fragile, but because the two are so powerful that they don't want to defeat each other directly in the most domineering way.

When they collided again, the deafening sound made people's blood spurt and lose their minds. They could even feel the faint feeling of earth's earthquake. When they collided again, the two did not touch each other, but were entangled together. For a moment, they spread with the remnants of a huge axe and a gun, and the spark between them bursting more sparks. It became more and more fierce, and the sound also hit people crazily with the acceleration of the pace of the battle.

In a blink of an eye, the two have been fighting for 80 rounds, but it is still difficult to distinguish. The two people who have completely turned into a group are difficult to distinguish. The audience on the stage can't take their eyes off and even dare to blink for fear of missing something, but some people still can't see the clear scene of the two fighting because of their lack of strength.

The struggle continued. Suddenly, Yue Zihua moved a step to the left, and Ju Yong retreated to the right. The two staggered bodies revealed a flaw. A fierce light flashed in Ju Yong's eyes, and the blue veins in his whole left arm bursted up and roared. The huge mountain axe in his left hand cut directly from the side to Yue Zihua with a roar, as if to stop him from the waist. Broken.

And Yue Zihua also reacted very quickly. He clenched the long gun with both hands and swept directly across the mountain axe to cut off Ju Yong's attack. With a bang, the two people's bodies shook at the same time. However, Yue Zihua was still inferior in power. As soon as the two weapons came into contact, the purple long gun quickly turned back. It was directly pressed into a nearly semicircular shape by the huge axe, but it was not broken!

"Wow!" The people under the stage exclaimed that the purple gun was so tough that it could be bent like this without breaking. Many people couldn't help but begin to guess how amazing the material of the long gun was.

After a brief confrontation, Yue Zihua's face turned red, and Ju Yong also stared angrily. His steel teeth were about to break. Suddenly, with a bang, the huge rebound force of the long gun made Ju Yong a little unbearable. A gorgeous shadow passed by. Yue Zihua turned the long gun back again with the help of the power of the rebound, and the purple gun buzzed.

Juyong, who received great rebound power, showed his dexterity. The giant axe in his left hand withdrew and turned around. The tiger roared, and the mountain axe in his right hand suddenly waved out again and hit the right side of Yue Zihua.

This time, Yue Zihua had a full opportunity to prepare. His eyes flashed, and the whole person lay down directly back. His body was only supported by his feet, but the man was almost parallel to the ground. It can be seen that the combination of strength and resilience of this person is so perfect.

The sharp axe surface almost wiped Yue Zihua's face. Taking advantage of the moment when Juyong withdrew the huge axe, Yue Zihua suddenly bounced up like a cannonball and jumped into the air. The purple gun flashed, and suddenly there was a landslide and tsunami, with a strong wind, which hit Juyong's face directly. Door.

This change caught Juyong off guard and hurriedly welcomed the two axes to resist the strong blow of Yue Zihua.

With a roar, the violent sound made the eardrums crumble. This blow was so strong that many people finally couldn't stand it, and covered their ears with a very painful expression.

The giant Yong, who was hit by a fierce blow, retreated, his face was flushed, and his breath was a little disordered, and the moonlight was not much better at this time. The man in mid-air flew directly backwards by more than ten meters, and then fell to the ground and stabilized his breath.

"Well, that's good, boy." Yue Zihua, who raised his head, wiped the corners of his mouth, gasped, and squinted at Ju Yongdao, which obviously consumed a lot.

"Humph, what a bullshit, I have to beat you into a moon double dog today!" After calming down the tumbling breath, Ju Yong spat at the ground and said disdainfully.

At this time, the eyes of many viewers in the audience looking at Juyong also completely changed at this time. Although Juyong's previous performance was strong, no one expected that Juyong could really fight against the legendary strongest Cangyue Shuangxing and fight against each other. At this moment, no one will feel that Juyong's enthusiasm is a kind of Unbottomed aura, but indeed auratic capital!

"Well, then you have to be careful. It was just a warm-up!" As soon as the words fell, Yue Zihua once again came out of the hole like a tiger, holding a long * to Juyong. At this time, the momentum on Yue Zihua has completely changed. If the momentum just now is a domineering and powerful type, then what Yue Zihua emanates from now is an extremely fierce style, and the whole person begins to avoid eroding. Some.

The tip of the long gun stabbed Juyong from a tricky angle like a poisonous snake. Juyong captured the giant axe in his left hand and was about to resist. However, when the long gun was about to arrive, it disappeared. A light wind sounded, and the tip of the faint gun appeared behind Juyong again.

Ju Yong also reacted very quickly, but his huge body suddenly flashed flexibly, and Ju Yong waved his right hand directly without looking back. With the sound of the wind, Ju Yong already knew the direction of Yue Zihua.

The fast-moving Yue Zihua flashed an imperceptible smile on the corners of his mouth. The long gun still touched Ju Yong's huge axe and did not love war. However, after each confrontation, the speed of Yue Zihua gradually accelerated. After more than ten rounds, the speed of Yue Zihua has reached a mechanism. Shadows flashed in a trance, and gusts of wind roared, and the strange long gun had become completely unpredictable.

And Juyong is obviously a little difficult. Even though Juyong is flexible, flexibility and speed are not the strengths of Juyong. Now Yue Zihua's dexterity and speed have obviously exceeded Juyong's tolerance, which makes Juyong a little overwhelmed.

At this moment, the audience on the stage was also stunned and opened their mouths. I can't imagine that Yue Zihua, who was still in a domineering style at the last moment, has completely changed another style at this moment. This multi-terminal fighting style is really amazing.

The fine beads of sweat began to appear on Juyong's forehead. The tip of the mysterious gun like a snake letter became more and more confusing, and the angle of the attack became more and more tricky. At this moment, the two mountain axes in Ju Yong's hand seemed to become a burden. In contrast, Ju Yong's body was so clumsy.

Gradually, a little scar began to appear on Ju Yong's body, but Ju Yong was still only resisting and defending, and did not take the initiative to attack to change the situation.

"Go and attack!" Some audiences who paid attention to Juyong on the stage couldn't help shouting, but Juyong couldn't hear it.

Finally, under the continuous harassment of Yue Zihua, Ju Yong's back was exposed to the air. Yue Zihua's eyes suddenly burst into light, and his whole body stopped. "Crazy Dance!" Yuezi changed his roar, and the long gun, which had been strange and uncertain, suddenly burst into a violent wind. In a trance, tens of millions of long guns appeared in mid-air, hitting Juyong like a rainstorm!

Juyong, who thought he was going to suffer a fierce blow, suddenly turned around, and his bow-shaped arms were violently vigorously. With a roar, two giant axes were directly cast out by Juyong with the sound of howling, and Juyong no longer defended himself and rushed directly to Yue Zihua with bare hands.

This is a helpless attack by Juyong, which is already half a step slower.

With a bang, Juyong's two axes were knocked away and fell to one side, but Juyong followed him closely. His right fist, like a mountain bag, was not fancy, but mixed with a landslide and cracked, "The mountain fist!" Ju Yong's roar spread all over the martial arts venue.

With a violent impact, the two fought together again, "eating waves!" Yue Zihua gritted his teeth and made another strong blow. Ju Yong was still physically resistant, and a move of "wind swept the clouds" was used again!

At this moment, the two have used their own skills. This is a complete collision between the bottom card and the bottom card. The tragedy of the whole scene is unsighted. However, the bright-eyed people can still see that Juyong has slowed down half a step since the first move, resulting in a retreat and a loss in momentum.

"Landslides and cracks!" Ju Yong, whose eyes were red, roared, "Swallow the scorching sun!" Yue Zihua's purple long gun shines like the scorching sun at this moment. Under the attention of tens of millions of people, the two finally collided!

The violent collision brought about a wave of shaking the ground. The two people's martial arts platform flew sand and stones, and the solid stone floor was full of bumps. When the smoke and dust dispersed and looked back at the field, everyone couldn't help taking a breath of cold air.

Ju Yong, who was seriously injured, lay on the edge of the competition platform, and his sore body could no longer find a place to complete it. My whole body had been stained with red blood, and the corners of Juyong's mouth were still spitting blood.

Conversely, although Yue Zihua is not optimistic at this moment, it is much better than Ju Yong. Yue Zihua is half kneeling on the ground, his body is already ragged and pale as paper. The purple gun has been blown away. At this moment, he is coughing violently, accompanied by the cough. It was a mouthful of blood sprayed and sprinkled on the ground, but for a moment, the strong Yue Zihua stood up reluctantly, holding his chest with his right hand and looking at the giant Yong on the ground indifferently.

Juyong, who was lying on the ground, tried his best to get up, but he always lost his luck because of his serious injury. He finally had to get up, but unexpectedly ushered in a ruthless punch of Yue Zihua!

Ju Yong, who was shot away, spewed out another mouthful of blood and had not yet landed. Yue Zihua's dense attack had fallen on Juyong like raindrops. The sound of fist collision with the body was so sadistic that some viewers couldn't help closing their eyes, and Juyong's eyes were blurred.

With a "bang", Juyong was kicked to the other side of the competition stage again. This time, Juyong could no longer stand up. He was like a blood man, and the ground was covered with blood. Juyong, who was already half fainted, still forced his eyes, but saw a trace of anxious Jia Chen sitting there.

At this moment, Jia Chen made a head-head gesture to Ju Yong, and then shook his head. The worry and anxiety on his face didn't even feel it.

"No..." The extremely weak Juyong shook his head slowly, "Don't admit defeat!" The mosquito-like voice can only be heard by Juyong, "Don't admit defeat! I won't give up even if I die!" Juyong, who roared with all his strength, desperately wanted to get up again and continue fighting, but as soon as he turned around, it was reflected in his eyes. But the purple gun, as cold as a poisonous snake, is cold.

With a slight sound, everyone couldn't help closing their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it. The purple gun easily pierced Juyong's heart and drank blood!