Chapter 213

He Cheng moves half a step sideways.

Lin Tianyu, however, was thumping. He stepped back five steps in a row, and there was a wisp of blood in his mouth.

The clothes on both of them were marked on the left, right, front and back. Although there are wisps of blood on his body, there is no big trauma left, which is enough to cause failure. Obviously, although the duel just now was dangerous, it did not lose its square inch, and there was no omission of close defense between the attacks. So, even if it looks like it's scarred, it doesn't matter.

However, when the fight came to this meeting, the victory or defeat was finally decided. Although in terms of martial arts, Lin Tianyu is not half as weak as the famous Jianzong's talented disciples who can practice the six levels of Qi. But in the end, how can the strength of a martial artist compare with that of a monk? Otherwise, it's not that Lin Tianyu retreats five steps in a row, and his mouth is full of blood.

Although the victory or defeat is clear, he Cheng's eyes are still shrinking.

It's really a freak to fight with myself for so long!

But then he Cheng looked relaxed and said, "do you still need to compare? You may be better than others in terms of simple Sabre technique. However, the warrior is a warrior after all, and there are still many aspects that are not as good as the friars. "

Hearing what he Cheng said, several younger martial brothers of the famous sword clan finally looked relaxed. They won anyway. Although it is elder martial brother he Cheng, such a strong monk can finally turn the world around. It is not a matter of glory and worth showing off. But in the end, I won. It's not so humiliating. Otherwise, back to the zongmen, they have no face to mention.

Wang Lin, MI Tongtian and Wang Lingyun, Yunlan and many are satisfied with being able to spell out the result. But his face was still dim. If you lose, you lose.

He Cheng said again: "it's a respectable opponent to fight to such an extent. I'm not going to humiliate you. As long as you keep all your things, I'll take them back to the ancestral gate to hand over the task. Your men can go. "

When hearing what he Cheng said, Wang Lin and Mi Tongtian did not say a word more. Although they lost their property, they would not be humiliated and would not lose their dignity.

However, Lin Tianyu, who stood opposite, seemed to have heard nothing. He had a faint smile on his face and looked flat. He seemed to be looking at something, and seemed to be looking at nothing.

Then, suddenly, an evil spirit rose and filled the whole space.

Go to see Lin Tianyu again. He has a fierce look. His black hair is slightly reddish. His clothes are windless and his sword is shaking gently

At this time, Lin Tianyu looked as if he was facing an ancient fierce beast. He was bloody, violent and fierce, and rushed into the hearts of all people. All of them felt that they should escape and dare not fight against the enemy. Otherwise, only be torn to pieces. What kind of martial arts have you cultivated? Unexpectedly, the magic power of defending all people's hearts was released.

The people around him felt a faint shiver, and he Cheng, who was facing him, stepped back in fear.

Whoa!

Cut it with one knife.

Boom!

He Cheng's sword full of mana intersects with the sword again. However, the result was stunned by all the eyes of the audience.

Lin Tianyu did not take a step back. Instead, he went back three steps in a row.

Poof! Puff, puff, puff! Poof!

At the moment when he Chenggang stepped back, Lin Tianyu stepped forward two steps. In the twinkling of knife light, in He Cheng's tight defense, he Cheng's body was still scratched, with no less than ten cuts.

Brush!

Then, a knife straight to He Cheng's chest, into the meat half, blood slowly soaked clothes.