Chapter 2888

"Everyone is the same. Master regret, it's useless to say more. Let's go on. I'd like to see what kind of realm your Vajra palm has reached!" Jingde said without expression.

He gave a loud drink, holding the formula in his hand, shaking the sword, bypassing his regretful palms, and rising into the air, never falling again.

"In that case, elder martial brother Jingde, the poor monk offended."

Regret a pair of palms, dance of tiger, he seemed to be stained with a layer of golden mist around the general, outside people, already can't see his figure.

Jingde seems to feel cheated, especially angry.

At this time, the sword suddenly rushed down from the sky, like a flash of lightning, straight to regret the bald head.

If you get stabbed, don't regret it. If you practice Vajra's palm, even if you practice tietougong, you will be cut in half.

"Tianlei sword!"

Jingde gave a big drink.

Tiantianlei sword is an exclusive sword technique of daomen.

The caster controls the sword to go up into the sky and nourish it in the clouds for a while. When he comes back again, he will carry thunder with extraordinary power.

But regret at this time is still not in a hurry, he did not look at the top of the sky thunder sword, directly a shake body, instantly came to Jingde in front of, face to face to Jingde chest.

"Jingde Show mercy. "

A middle-class man could not help shouting.

The destructive power of Vajra palm is very terrible. Even if the real magic weapon is in front of it, it will break into pieces in a moment, not to mention the body of a master who forgets Tao realm.

Bang

The voice of that person just fell, the palm of regret has already fallen on the chest of Jing De.

A bang.

Jingde chest, there is a palm shaped bloody hole.

Poof

The second sound followed.

However, he regretted that he could not avoid the Tianlei sword in time. He was directly pierced by the Tianlei sword.

It was just a moment, and both were seriously injured.

"This way of playing..." Lin Chengfei's face was a little gloomy: "are they going to work hard?"

"As long as you can win, what about fighting for your life?" Li Yu said with indifference: "if I really meet an equal opponent, I will not hesitate to exchange my life for my life."

"What's the point of winning when you lose your life?" Lin Chengfei asked. "To win is to win. What's interesting or not?" Li Yu said with a smile: "our mission in this competition is to win. As for how to win Of course, we should try every means, including taking out our own life. "

Lin Chengfei looks gloomy and doesn't speak any more.

At the beginning, he just regarded it as a contest.

Even if they are injured, they are caused by the fact that both sides can't stop when they have to.

However, in front of him, what he regretted and Jingde showed was totally different from what he imagined.

It's all about fighting for life.

The ferocity and cruelty shown by the two people is palpitating.

Look at the elders of Taoism, the eminent monks of Buddhism, and even the gentlemen in the Academy. They are indifferent to this, and they are used to it.

They

I have known for a long time that this competition will be like this.

But why didn't anyone tell themselves in advance?

The competition is still going on.

That static Germany was a palm through the chest, and did not immediately lose the ability to act, his face with a ferocious smile, raised the palm, mercilessly to regret head.

And regret is also a ruthless, no retreat meaning, raise another hand, again to Jingde chest.

It's still injury for injury.

Bang Bang

Two muffled sounds came into the public's ears.

After a slap on his head, the whole head seems to be deformed, and the blood in his mouth is like a fountain.

Jingde's chest was once again penetrated by the hand of regret.

The sword moved again.

Jingde read something in a low voice. The next moment, the sword, which had been inserted in the regret chest, rushed forward again.

Through the body of regret.

At the same time

Also passed through Jingde's chest.

"I see how long you can last!"

Jingde is out of breath. When she talks, she is all out of breath.

It's obviously the end of the storm.

It's all supported in one breath. It may fall to the ground at any time.

Regret does not speak, just raise a hand again, to the chest of Jing De clap.

Go ahead.

Anyway, no one will admit defeat. It depends on who loses the ability to act first.

If you don't have the ability to act, you will lose.

This is the only way.At this time, a Buddhist monk and a Taoist master looked at each other.

"Give up." Said the eminent monk.

"You give up."

"If you don't give up, Jingde will die." "Nothing will die." The master said with no expression: "there are many masters like Jingde, but there are not many monks like liaohui, right? I don't believe you don't care if you die one less.

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regret seems to have heard the conversation here. He didn't turn to look at anyone, but said in a weak voice: "master, don't worry, apprentice I can still carry on. "

The eminent monk sighed. After all, he couldn't bear it.

"Admit defeat!"

He said it softly.

If it goes on like this, regret will surely die.

Immediately someone rushed into the challenge arena and separated the two people who were almost entangled together. Then he said in a loud voice: "first, daomen Jingde wins."

Jingde is lying on the ground, covered with blood, and there is blood flowing out of his mouth. The blood hole on his body looks shocking.

But he was laughing.

I had a good laugh.

Win!

Win!

As long as you can win, then What's the point of such an injury?

At least, it's still alive.

But regretted actually the facial expression is gloomy, Zheng Zheng's looking at the sky, a words all don't say, tears but already along the canthus of the eye, flow into the sea of blood.

Is it really so important for them to lose or win, win or lose?

Lin Chengfei was shocked.

These are the top talents. Among the hundreds of millions of monks, they are also the most outstanding.

But now, for the sake of a competition, he even gave up his life.

Do they know something? Why else do you work so hard?

So What important information did the Academy hide from itself?

Soon, there will be Daoists and Buddhists, each will be quiet virtue and regret embrace down to heal.

There was silence.

The two top experts, just like the shrewder with a machete, don't have any sense of beauty when they fight. They don't show the momentum that a master should have.

But

This kind of scene, in the next period of time, may also show countless times. Soon, it's time for them to play!