Zang Tianlong slowly picked up the Epee, carried it to his shoulder and walked to the field. Looking at Cohen, he said solemnly: "you are right. This is a fight, not a passer-by. I am deeply grateful for giving me such a long rest!"
Then he bowed slightly and raised his head again. His face became extremely serious. His voice was cold and said, "but I will not be merciful in the battle."
Whoosh!
Cohen waved his hammer twice and said, "I will not be merciful either."
"Good! Let's go
Zang Tianlong uttered a low voice, his body took a measure, the sharp sword moved backward, and the handle moved forward. With a gesture, his whole body momentum gushed out.
"Start!"
Cohen also drank, the hammer dropped slowly, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his holy light energy began to surge, as if covered with a light golden light.
Both inside and outside the field were quiet for a moment, and everyone was watching them, waiting for a wonderful fight.
"Take me first!"
All of a sudden, Cohen burst out, and the Warhammer in his hand was hurled at Zang Tianlong.
"Good coming!"
Zang Tianlong, with a violent drink, stepped out in the same step, and welcomed the Epee in his hand.
When! Ten million, hit with the metal hammer in the eardrum.
The two men were equally matched. They both stepped back five or six steps before they could stand firm. However, Zang Tianlong frowned obviously, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. However, he disappeared in an instant and rushed up again with a violent drink and a sword.
Cohen, with the same fury, rushed up and fought together.
Both of them followed the line of strength. Their fighting style was open and wide, and their strength was fierce and heavy. They only heard the sound of the wind whistling and the sound of huge metal impact.
Zang Tianlong splits, cuts, spins and hangs his epee. His moves are fierce and powerful, and he always suppresses Cohen. The two people turn around in the field, arousing the spirit of everyone around them to hunt. However, neither of them gives a glance. The skills they display are amazing.
Everyone at the scene can be said to be experts. They have already seen that Zang Tianlong's sword is fierce and domineering, but Cohen Xian is skillful. A storm hammer is dancing like a wind wheel, whining and whistling.
At this time, comments on the live broadcast platform were flying all over the place. Some people said that Zang Tianlong would win, while others said Cohen would win.
Tian Yu asked Shen Manshu, "sister Shen, who do you think will win?"
Shen Manshu said: "although I don't know how to fight, I think Zang Tianlong is going to lose!"
"Why?"
Tian Yu asked.
Shen Manshu said with a faint smile: "as the old saying goes, one go at a time, and then decline, three and exhaustion. Zang Tianlong was injured. If he broke out at the beginning and broke out with the strongest fighting skills, he may still have the possibility of winning, but now he has not much chance to win!"
The voice has just dropped, the battlefield has changed!
When!
With a bang, the two weapons collided again. How high was Zang Tianlong's sword lifted? The whole man flew back quickly. His face was pale, and there was a trace of blood flowing out of his mouth.
"Hammer of light!"
Cohen shook Zang Tianlong back with a hammer. A ray of joy flashed in his eyes. He drank violently. A hammer of holy light hit Zang Tianlong's chest. The hammer was as fast as lightning and reached Zang Tianlong in a flash.
Zang Tianlong was flying back. He saw the shadow of the hammer directly attacking his chest. He had no time to dodge or swing his sword. In a hurry, he took the Epee across his chest and used it as a shield.
Bang! With a muffled sound, the Shengguang hammer smashed into a sky of golden light, and Zang Tianlong flew directly out of the sky for more than ten meters, and hit the ground with a mouthful of blood.
"Flash of light!"
After sending out a hammer, Cohen didn't stop. He drank and swung. His body turned into a holy light and chased after him like a bullet.
Zang Tianlong at this time also took care of spitting blood. He kept his pace in a hurry, roared and chopped with a sword: "a strong sword will definitely set the river and mountain!"
When! With a cry of surprise, Zang Tianlong flew thirty or forty meters away again, and the blood was sprayed into the sky.
Cohen's figure also reappeared. The whole person even fell back more than ten steps before he stood firm. There was a blood stream from the corner of his mouth. However, he wiped the corner of his mouth and looked at Zang Tianlong.
Zang Tianlong fell heavily on the ground and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood. He stood up slowly with his epee!
At this time, Zang Tianlong was extremely weak. His original handsome face was pale. The wound in front of his chest had already broken open. The blood was pouring out. His body was shaking. Anyone could see that he had no strength to fight again.
"You... Won!"
Zang Tianlong said with difficulty.
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