Chapter 232 Flash

Chapter 232 Flashing

"What?" Qingyu was shocked and a short dagger was captured from his hand. Although there was no theory of life or death in this game, he could not use a hidden weapon, while the other party used a dagger, and it did not appear at the beginning, which did not mean that he did not use a dagger, so it could not say that he used a hidden weapon.

"It's not good," the little official was also worried about Qing Yu. His hands were tightly twisted together, and the top was full of sweat. He didn't expect that the first battle would not be so smooth.

Qing Yu took ten steps back. Although he could save his life within ten steps, the other party's knife came again.

"Fight Blade, Bloody Blade, Break"

What surprised Guangnan was that the other party was able to avoid the combination of his two swords and had some skills. No wonder he had that arrogance.

However, it is not enough to be arrogant.

"You are determined to die. How long can you hide from this level of light skill?"

Qingyu frowned. In this situation, he has been retreating, and in this breath, he has no room to counter his hand, only to dodge. The color of flashing, slightly meditated.

At this moment, Guangnan's face is even worse. He thinks that the other party is just lucky, so he can avoid the first attack, and his serial attack is not over yet, but now he has ten moves and still hasn't hit the other party. What's going on?

Qing Yu knew that his ethereal sword could not be used, and the black scaled broken soul hand could not be used, otherwise he would be recognized.

Therefore, we can only use the great saint Qitian swordsmanship.

While Qingyu retreated, his right foot supported the ground and made a sword.

Guangnan, who didn't know what Qingyu was going to do, changed his face slightly, but he was very happy, because he finally stopped, and now is the time of his death.

"The direction of the knife is caused by the blade. Wherever you go, the blood flows into a river, and you will be frightened when you hear the wind, and you will not be defeated."

Guangnan is also obviously a practitioner. He didn't expect to meet a white-faced scholar-like master, and his light skills are unprecedented, otherwise he would not be so stable in his physical steps.

"Hum!" Qing Yu knew that he could not retreat and defend all the time. If he wanted to fight to the last level, he must have his real ability, otherwise he would not have reached this point.

When Qingyu retreated to the last corner of the stage, Qingyu's feet could actually stick to the edge of the stage. At the same time, his body immediately hung upside down and then turned up. His eyes were straight, and his body rose straight from the side ground almost rubbing against the ground towards the midfield of the platform.

"Wangla"

No one in the field will ever discriminate against this white-faced scholar-like guy. Although he is not good-looking and talented, his light function reaches this level and rises into the air. Obviously, he is not a weak guy. It seems that this scene will be wonderful.

At the same time, those guys who gambled on Qingyu's loss frowned tightly, and some circles cursed Qingyu to break his leg and sneeze. Some hands were printed as a spell, cursing Guangnan's natural divine power.

Just next to the little official, the little official frowned and heard the two fat men next to him saying, "Die quickly, hurry up for myocardial infarction, and have an accident quickly."

Just in Guangnan, he looked at Qingyu's incredible ability to avoid his tricks. He thought that Qingyu's last swordsmanship was to perform some profound swordsmanship. He didn't expect Qingyu to be a guy who likes to escape.

Qingyu's body flew backwards and arrived at the center of the field, while in Guangnan on the left, he turned his face to look at him with a gloomy face, with endless shame and embarrassment, and was teased like a little boy. But he knew in his heart that this boy was really not simple, and he could never underestimate the enemy.

The light of the sword flashed on Qingyu's right hand, and the shocking snow sword had been put away by him. In his hand, it was just an iron sword. Although he only chose an ordinary iron sword, Qingyu still spent a lot of money to buy a sword with more than 70,000 taels of silver.

He had to be careful for the ownership of Mingwang City. A negligence gave Mingluan an opportunity to take advantage of.

Qing Yu roared, and his sword spirit rolled out from his back. Just when Qing Yu just stood firm,

With a rumble, Guangnan shouted, as if he had played tricks on himself many times for himself. Unhappy, the strength of the knife in his hand suddenly appeared. When walking, there was a rumbling sound of the stone slab on the ground.

When the person below looked at it, he quickly asked Qingyu to be careful. Qingyu was shocked. He did not expect the other party to be aggressive.

And this time, the feeling for Qingyu was completely different. Guangnan came over so straight. The air around him went up against the current, and the slate exploded. A spiritual move flew out of the knife in Guangnan's hand and ran directly to Qingyu's position. For a moment, the wind sounded, as if it was killing. Sound.

The little official tightened the cloth in his hand and worried about Qingyu.

The sound changed on the stage for a while, and the surrounding stands were like broken pieces of wood, flying in the direction of Qingyu, just like a rabbit from the explosion, fast and convenient.

Qing Yu had to be surprised and was about to call out, which was obviously beyond his expectation. He thought that the strength of the other party was only confined to the level of the Sword King, but looking at the other party's ability, there was no intention of the Sword King. Obviously, he had already broken through the level of the Sword Sect, and at least there was a star left of Jianzong. Right.

This greatly exceeded Qingyu's expectation. This is only the first battle he came up in. Even if he wants to hide his clumsiness, there is nothing he can do. If he doesn't win, he will have to go down from this stand, so the purpose of coming can't be achieved at all.

"buzz" Qingyu's sword is not vegetarian, and Qingyu himself is not a good soft persimmon. He will not let Guangnan succeed like this. He also has the right to win this game. Yes, he represents the Ningyou religion.

In his hands, Ningyou will definitely win.

Because he wants to kill the old man, he dares to secretly kill himself, and sends people to encircle and suppress himself, new hatred and old hatred, and calculate together.

Qing Yu's faint smile was captured again. In the face of these gravel slabs, he almost turned a blind eye to it. The sword spirit slowly spread out, and the shocking sword light quickly splits into the opposite Guangnan, and the broken wood chips flying upside down. It looks horrible and ferocious.

And under the stage, they don't seem to be watching a game, but a battle, an earth-shaking battle, a life-and-death battle. They were all surprised to forget the applause, forgot the lottery they bet on, and just stared at the decisive battle that was almost the peak of the strong.

How can they have seen such a magnificent battle, a sword clan-level battle? I'm afraid that they still don't know what the strength is between the other side and the two sides, whether it is the sword king Jianzong, or a higher-level sword saint. They didn't know anything. All they knew was wonderful, and then the gloomy shock in their hearts.

The sword light emerged and split into the opposite Eguangnan as fast as lightning. Where it passed halfway, the slate crumbs flew back upside down, crackling on the ground and shattered the ground.

"Bangdang"

Qingyu's swordmang turned into thousands of sword shadows, and appeared very suddenly. On the contrary, the speed of Guangnan's road was not slow. Guangnan's overwhelming knife light and stone slabs in the chaotic sky, the flying Qingyu covered with curtains, and Qingyu's swordmang turned into sword shadows. The sword shadows were thirteen times heavier, heavy, and redivided into sword flowers, stacked in layers, which was so unhappy.

The flashing sword light, light, and knife light, the unusual golden light on the stage, very happy.

But Qingyu forgot one thing. Although the stone slabs were shattered and cut, his flight trajectory would not change. The momentum of the debris was just a stagnation, and immediately flew towards his face.

Guangnan was happy. He knew that Qingyu's sword shadow was heavily guarded, but the debris was different. He couldn't prevent it. Under Qingyu's great shock, he had not made a timely response. The debris had already broken through the obstacles of layers of sword spirit and covered it vigorously and came to Qing Yu's face and body.

Qing Yu's face changed.

"Roar"

With a big shout, the energy in the body went against the trend, and the debris fell to the ground. Even if these crumbs hit the face, they would not die, but at least they would break their faces and expose their masks. At that time, how could they deceive the old man, how to destroy his pagan martial arts competition, and how to let him lose it? Falling from Mingwang City.

Qingyu did not find that under his big drink, there were some similar to the lion roar and broken gold chain of the big black and reckless snake, the sound of breaking the air, and the shocking sound of cranes, especially horrible.

The crowd around them only feel that they need to cover their ears to feel better, otherwise they will be sad and difficult to deal with.

Although Guangnan was surprised, he was in the game and fighting. He also knew clearly that this boy was definitely not so easy to deal with, and he was not as harmless as his appearance, so he no longer thought about anything, but the knife in his hand was tightened, and then his body turned into a wisp of knife shadow towards Qing Yu. Go straight away.

Since the long-range attack can't reach you, let's fight in close combat and let us solve this one-on-one battle in a man's way.

Guangnan thought so, and Qingyu smiled slightly. Yes, since you want to use the method of close combat to win or lose, I can't help it.

The knife light was strong, and the flashing knife light suddenly drilled into the ground, and Qingyu's face was slightly stunned. What's wrong? Can this knife light be like his own black scale broken soul hand, turn and chase the enemy's trajectory?

"wrong"

The knife light suddenly ran out of the soil, and the ground exploded. Qingyu did not react for a moment. Unexpectedly, a cut by the silver knife light, and blood kept flowing on his arms.