"In the next game, Ning Xiaolei will fight against Gao Yang, a disciple of chongshui gate."
With the announcement of elder chongshuimen on the stage, Ning Xiaolei stretches his arms and walks slowly onto the stage.
His opponent, Gao Yang, was an early cultivator of the kingdom. Compared with the former cultivator of dachengjing, he was obviously stronger than before.
"Please teach me."
Gao Yang walks to Ning Xiaolei more than ten meters away and hugs his fist with a smile. He is not arrogant at all.
The other side is polite, Ning Xiaolei naturally won't give people face, also smile: "polite."
Gao Yang didn't say anything. There was a blue sword in his hand. The streamer was flashing. At first sight, it was not ordinary goods.
"Brother Lei, I'm a mysterious and medium-grade magic weapon. You should show your weapons so as not to hurt you."
The long sword is in hand, but Gao Yang doesn't attack immediately. He says with a smile.
Ning Xiaolei was slightly stunned. He had a better impression of Gao Yang in his heart. He nodded and said, "as you wish."
When talking, Ning Xiaolei's light is shining slightly, and the streamer axe appears in his hand.
The quality of Liuguang axe is like the long sword in Gaoyang's hand. It is a magic weapon of Xuan level.
"Brother Lei, you even have a magic weapon of Xuan level. It's really not ordinary casual cultivation."
Seeing the magic weapon in Ning Xiaolei's hand, Gao Yang was stunned and then said with a smile.
Ning Xiaolei light smile, noncommittal.
"Be careful, I'm going to attack."
Gao Yang didn't ask much. He was full of vitality. The long sword in his hand was shining, and dozens of sword Qi chopped him off.
Ning Xiaolei's flowing light axe is wielded, and the axe awns greet each other.
He didn't show all his strength. He used the right means to block Gao Yang's attack.
On the high stage, looking at the two people who formed a group, the masters of several sects felt thoughtful.
"There is a magic weapon in hand. They are really not simple. I don't believe that there is no one behind them."
The eyes of the patriarch of chongshui gate shimmered and whispered.
The other patriarchs were silent and did not say anything, apparently acquiesced in his statement.
The sword Qi attacked for a while. After finding that it was useless, Gao Yang gave up this useless move.
"Heavy water sword technique."
When flying near Ning Xiaolei, Gao Yang's long sword is waving. The energy on the sword is surging, like a wave, which suppresses Ning Xiaolei.
At the beginning, Ning Xiaolei didn't feel at ease, but his face changed slightly as soon as he touched.
He found that the heavy water sword was as heavy as his name.
Ning Xiaolei takes the streamer axe to hit, but he feels his arm numb.
"Brother Lei, don't be careless. My heavy water sword is very famous."
With a smile in his eyes, Gao Yang's sword crossed an arc, and the waves fell down.
Ning Xiaolei laughs bitterly. The Liuguang axe doesn't come with the axe method. What he uses is the chopping wind axe method. His power can't keep up with it.
But he wasn't afraid. He had other means to deal with it.
Put away the Liuguang axe, and Ning Xiaolei shows his ox King fist and white elephant's galloping palm.
"Boom boom..."
Those waves that suppressed Ning Xiaolei were suddenly blasted by him.
In particular, the white elephant Pentium palm, taking into account the effect of long-distance, a giant elephant roaring toward Gaoyang.
"Brother Lei is really powerful. He has such powerful fists and palms."
Gao Yang exclaimed. He didn't dare to be careless, so he tried his best to use the heavy water sword technique.
But soon, he found that he gradually fell behind, and was shocked to retreat.
Frown thinking for a moment, Gao Yang fly back to the distance, sword pointing to the sky: "falling rain."
The martial arts can't fight Ning Xiaolei. Gao Yang plans to attack with magic.
Ning Xiaolei smiles lightly, but instead of rushing to continue to perform his martial arts, he puts on his magic.