Chapter 248 Win or lose

'What is this guy doing?'

Looking at the two people starting to fight with a chain, Qin Yan was puzzled. In terms of pure power, Cheng Gang is absolutely second to none among the disciples of the Demon Sect, and even Qin Yan has to bow down. And he has also learned the power of Xiaoge, which is only different from himself. Ge Xinglie did not want to win in swordsmanship, but wanted to attack the enemy with his own shortcomings. Has his confidence swelled to a blind destination?

Or, does he want to take advantage of Cheng Gang's power to approach Cheng Gang? But at his speed, there is no need at all. And if this is the case, his trajectory will be completely fixed, and he will be fiercely attacked. If a swordsman abandons his erratic body, there will be only one last chance to sacrifice his life...

Cheng Gang's body is as tight as a bow string, and the muscles are high and bulging, and the power of nine cows and two tigers is easy to burst out at this moment. However, the power of Ge Xinglie should not be underestimated. Even if it is not as good as Cheng Gang, it forces him to concentrate all his strength on his arms, and there is no extra strength to drive other chains to attack.

The stalemate lasted for two seconds, and the balance of victory gradually tilted towards Chenggang. There is no way to be opportunistic about this pure strength contest, and there will be no suspense as a result. Ge Xinglie's face was twisted by excessive force. The bean-sized beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his feet were deeply embedded in the rock, but after all, he could not restrain the trend of being gradually pulled forward.

The rock under Ge Xinglie's feet made a crackling sound, and the cobweb-like cracks expanded on all sides, and his body was pulled forward. Strive for strength, no one is Cheng Gang's opponent, so let him pull over!

The corners of Ge Xing's lips raised in a large arc, and suddenly gave up resistance and shot straight forward. With the huge tension on the chain, his whole body rushed to Chenggang in front of the fierce wind like a fired cannonball. His eyes flashed with boiling murderous intent, raised his arms and wielded the evil sword, and the power of the mountain and sea poured out. The dark sword light occupied Chenggang's vision in a moment.

Let's lay a life-and-death situation with this sword!

I have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

His mouth roared, and his arms rushed forward together, and the thick chain that burned the dark flames entangled like a dragon, completely covering the figure of Ge Xinglie who rushed over.

'How much strength do you have left to fight against me?'

A moment later, the two vast breaths collided without fancy, the same cold black, and the thick shadows rising in a moment covered their figures, and the violent shock waves spread away. The flat peak shook, and the rocks and plants turned into dust one after another. The sudden strong sound wave went beyond the scope of the human ear. The people on the top of Yuyang felt as if they had been stabbed by an invisible cone, and then completely lost their hearing in a short time. Many people fled in a panic. They opened their mouths and shouted, but they could not hear a sound, and the whole world became dead.

This is true for bystanders, and the impact on the two parties in the center can be imagined. When the shadow of darkness gradually dissipates, the situation inside is also revealed in front of people. A jumping figure is chasing another burly figure. The violent purple sword spirit occupies a large area of space, covering the burly figure and stirs up a large area of blood flowers.

It seems that the situation is already obvious. After that hard fight, both of them suffered different degrees of impact. The evil sword of Ge Xinglie was beaten back to the original shape of Ziyan. Cheng Gang was even worse. The strength was obviously much weaker, and the swing speed of the chain slowed down. However, Ge Xinglie's skills did not seem to have been greatly affected. He circled around Cheng Gang and attacked him from all directions. After several chases, Cheng Gang's body has had several more wounds, and the decadent situation can no longer be recovered.

Ge Xinglie deserves to be the most prestigious figure in today's demon gate, and he finally won. The only suspense left now is whether Cheng Gang can save his life under his sword.

'This guy was obviously hit hard by Cheng Gang, but he can still defeat Cheng Gang in a positive struggle. What extent has his explosive power reached?' Qin Yan stared at the figure of singing in the field, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyebrows. At this time tomorrow, it's his turn to face this terrible demon, but he is really not sure.

'If only the marks of my sword spirit improved a little...'

Thinking in his mind, he was suddenly shocked and felt a strong malice coming from behind. He quickly turned his head and saw Lu Tong, dressed in white, more than ten steps behind him, looking at him with an extremely resentful look.

Lv Tong... Thinking of the miserable experience this woman suffered a few days ago, Qin Yan only smiled secretly in his heart. Sister Gong, this was the trouble you caused, but you asked me to take the blame.

Looking at the deep resentment, hatred, hatred and some more complex emotions in the woman's eyes, Qin Yan was secretly shocked. If this guy goes crazy to revenge on me, but he is not my opponent, and goes to people close to me to vent his anger, then Linger will be in danger. Maybe I shouldn't have worried so much at the beginning, just kill her directly.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but they didn't make a sound. The scene was extremely strange. At this time, Grandma Yan's voice suddenly sounded: "This game is a fierce victory. Tomorrow, Ge Xinglie will compete with the last chief Qin Yan for the championship.

Qin Yan looked back and saw that Ge Xinglie on the flat peak had separated from Cheng Gang. Ge Xinglie stood in the center of the field, bathed in people's awe, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a little evil Ling. Cheng Gang was more than ten steps away from him, and his whole body was full of shocking wounds, dripping with blood, and gathered at his feet into a small pool of red. Qin Yan keenly saw a thin blood stain on his neck, which was the real blow to decide the winner. However, Ge Xinglie did not take his life, which was really beyond Qin Yan's expectation. If it were him, it would be impossible to leave such a powerful enemy whether he disguised or not. It seems that the impact of the ambush on him has exceeded everyone's expectations.

At this time, Ge Xinglie suddenly turned his face and cast his eyes, which was intertwined with Qin Yan's eyes. Then, he slowly raised the evil sword in his hand and pointed to Qin Yan's eyebrows.

So far away, Qin Yan still felt a cold murderous intention coming to his face, which made him breathe and narrow his eyes slightly.

'What does this guy mean? Is he going to provoke now?'