Chapter 1892

The more the Desert King fought, the more surprised he was.

Although on the bright side, he seems to have the upper hand steadily, basically suppressing Liu Zhengyang under such attack frequency.

Is that true?

The desert king knows very well what his state is when he fights with Liu Zhengyang. Although he has the upper hand at the beginning, the moves that could have caused some trouble to Liu Zhengyang have become a little common.

In particular, the feedback from the horse chopping knife clearly shows that Liu Zhengyang's state is in an extremely strange state at this time.

He has never encountered such a situation!

The desert king suddenly stepped back and no longer gave a knife, but looked at Liu Zhengyang with concentration and vigilance.

Liu Zhengyang's eyes were somewhat lax. Although he looked dull in the air, the desert king didn't dare to be careless. He took a deep breath. He decided not to delay any more.

Now Liu Zhengyang's strange state gives him a very uneasy feeling.

The desert king held the sabre tightly with both hands and held his breath. The Desert King's palace began to shake violently.

With the shaking of the palace, white stripes appeared on the ground.

When the stripes shine, if you meet the servant standing above, you will freeze him in place almost instantly before he reacts!

Such a strange scene will inevitably make people take a breath.

But the servant still didn't dare to move. He could only pray that there would be no white light under his feet!

With the white light flashing out, thick frost began to condense on the ground, and a cold air rushed into the Desert King's body.

"Liu Zhengyang! Don't play tricks here! Today I'll let you taste the power of my snow crazy knife!"

The Desert King burst into a drink, and then the saber in his hand suddenly crossed his body: "Thirteen blows of wind and snow!"

With a burst of drink from him.

The machete in his hand was as light as a feather. He chopped and hit Liu Zhengyang in the wind and rain.

Liu Zhengyang still looked dull.

But when the saber with the power of frost came to his head, Liu Zhengyang began to subconsciously fight back.

"Ding Ding!"

As like as two peas rang out, Liu Zhengyang's blood dragon gun almost subconsciously blocked the chopper. He was just the same as the other. It did not change because of the outbreak of the Desert King.

This scene shocked the Desert King.

The thirteen blows of wind and snow will accumulate surging power every time. When they are completely superimposed, such attacks basically have the power of avalanche!

And the last blow of the thirteen blows of the wind and snow just dealt with such a scene!

"Avalanche!"

The Desert King is unwilling. He has never met such a strange opponent as Liu Zhengyang. He is still distracted in the face of his strong attack. This is contempt! This is contempt for him!

"Cut!"

The last move condensed the power of the previous twelve moves into a powerful blow, and the frost originally condensed on the chopping saber suddenly broke.

Then it turned into a white wave and rushed directly towards Liu Zhengyang with rolling snow.

The sky suddenly became dark.

The yellow cloth strip was really frightened.

He also lived in the northwest, but he didn't expect that there was such a powerful Desert King in the northwest!

It was beyond his expectation!

"Good guy, this is really a battle between dragons and tigers!" Huang butiao couldn't help sighing, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the figure coerced by the wind and snow.