Zhang Cheng has broken out, and all kinds of moves are vigorous. Lei Yinglun can't hold on any longer. The long fight has exhausted their physical strength and energy.
Zhang Cheng has been supporting himself because of his guilt, so his spiritual and physical strength have not been overdrawn too much. Zhang Cheng said that he would fight.
Lei Yinglun sees Zhang Cheng stab him with a sword. In the blink of an eye, he rushes in front of him. Lei Yinglun quickly takes two steps back to pull the distance between the two people.
He gathered his spiritual power between his hands, and the light was shining in front of him. The light flew towards him, and the sword met him. The sword in Zhang Cheng's hand turned into a blue light, and it collided with the light in front of Lei Yinglun.
With a bang, both Lei Yinglun and Zhang Cheng were affected. They both stepped back a little, but they used their spiritual power to stand firm, and the spiritual power of the collision turned into dust.
The air is filled with the smell of dust, but also because these smells pollute the fresh air of the world, Lei Yinglun's eyebrows are almost Sichuan characters.
You can also hear the voice of the magic soldiers around you, "eh, Zhang Cheng's strength is growing with each passing day. Not long ago, he was able to draw with his third highness. Now..."
At the same time, the other magic soldiers also slowly echoed. Lei Yinglun also felt that the popular sentiment was unstable at this time. From the beginning of the fierce army to now a little stage fright, he began to doubt the result of the battle.
Every despondent word the magic soldiers say is like a needle in Lei Yinglun's heart. He has worked hard for so many years and lost his most basic morale because of this battle
Lei Yinglun screamed that it was not good. This man said that if hundreds of magic soldiers all agreed, the result would be extraordinary. Lei Yinglun yelled: "you can't take it lightly, and you can't speculate wantonly. I will win. Do you understand?"
The magic soldier looked at his third Highness's angry appearance, and knew that it was his own language that stimulated Lei Yinglun. Generally, he gave a very poisonous punishment to those soldiers who upset the morale of the army.
Don't look at Lei Yinglun. On the surface, he is a modest gentleman, smiling, but on the inside, he is cruel and merciless. If he does something wrong, there will be a lot of punishment. They dare not disobey Lei Yinglun's orders.
The magic soldiers settled down and cried out: "we believe your highness, your highness will win." During the period, there was no hesitation, which also reassured Lei Yinglun that he could concentrate on fighting with Zhang Cheng.
They started to fight again. Zhang Cheng was still serious. He controlled the sword with his spirit power and soared into the sky in mid air.
A moment later, the sky was quickly summoned by the spirit power, and a flash of lightning appeared, shooting right in front of Lei Yinglun. Before the sword reached his body, Lei Yinglun gathered his spirit power, causing his coat to float with the wind, and there was a strong wind around them.
Zhang Cheng didn't panic at all. He didn't mean to retreat. He still used his left hand to gather spiritual power, and his right hand pulled toward the top of his head to control the direction of the sword.
How many times of communication have made both sides understand the premise of the move. The sword and the spirit force collide again, and suddenly they are colorful. If it's not for the fight at this time, you can clap your hands and say it's beautiful, and the environment is not allowed to appreciate.
Lei Yinglun uses his spiritual power to resist in front of him, and his area is several times wider than before. In front of him, it's like a barrier against Zhang Cheng's sword.
After a while, when Zhang Cheng launched all his strength, the sword "clanked" and attacked the barrier. The barrier turned to pieces at the moment of hitting, but Lei Yinglun was safe and sound.
The magic soldiers on one side were also relieved. They thought their highness couldn't run away this time. They didn't expect that they were lucky.
Zhang Cheng's sword is useless. He continues to use his spiritual power to control the upward folding. Lei Yinglun can only use his spiritual power to resist. This war is really wonderful, and the amazing victory will never be less. It's a pity that this is a war in which you die or I die.
Lei Yinglun frowns tightly and looks solemn. He knows that the current situation is unfavorable to him. Only when he occupies the dominant position can he have a 50% probability.
Lei Yinglun rushes to Zhang Cheng. Zhang Cheng appears behind Lei Yinglun and stabs Lei Yinglun with his sword when he doesn't pay attention.
Lei Yinglun didn't have time to dodge, so he could only attack Zhang Cheng with words. He laughed at Zhang Cheng: "you are too naive to know that you can't kill me in this way. It's not worth the loss."
Now the situation is self-protection. He can't let himself get hurt in progress. Another thing has made the spiritual power in his body begin to dissipate. So many years of cultivation can't be reduced to ashes at this moment.
Lei Yinglun is a person with the highest Fame and wealth. He never sacrifices his own interests for the happiness of others. He has been rich and well-off since he was a child. Naturally, he doesn't need to pay attention to others.
From tamzu's point of view, demon blood is noble, and human is lowly. In this way, human still occupies the largest place in the three worlds. In fact, he came to the world to see flowers.
When he was a child, he ran out secretly. He walked in the street of the world, looking at the peddlers on the street, and the fragrance floating in the air. At that time, he also had tenderness, but he was helpless. The place where he lived was intriguing.The royal family in the module has always been the first in strength. Lei Yinglun, who was taught by the public power, lost the innocence hated by the demons and left behind only intrigues.
When he was in the small street of the world, he saw that the sugar gourd didn't move. The uncle who sold the sugar gourd gave him a bunch of them when he saw that they were cute. He ate them carefully and wanted to keep the taste in his heart forever.
This world can be regarded as a pure land in his heart. When they grow up, they know that only by taking the world for their own use can they keep that pure land.
But it's the only tenderness in his heart, which is also destroyed by them in this war. Lei Yinglun has always been a person with strong self-esteem. How can he question his choice for that little thing.
They want to occupy the human continent, just because human beings do not deserve this wide place, they are too weak, she waved her sleeve, they will die.
Zhang Cheng knew that now Lei Yinglun could only play with his mouth, but he didn't answer. He just put his sword Qi into the body of the sword and injected powerful spiritual power into it.
These flow into Lei Yinglun's body along the body of the sword. At this time, the sword Qi injects spiritual power. With the passage of time, the sword Qi explodes in Lei Yinglun's body.
Lei Yinglun's big eyes are unbelievable. All his self-confidence collapses in this moment. Zhang Cheng can see that his eyes show strong reluctance, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised. As if in ridicule, Lei Yinglun finally defeated the pain, vomited blood and fell.