The moment Wang Lang approached, the long swords surrounding the sword array attacked instantly, circling and flying towards Wang Lang like a roaming dragon.
When yelling...In an instant, there was a sound of golden and iron symphony. At this time, Pei Min's heart was full of anger, and he didn't leave his hand at all.
Therefore, although he was much worse than Wang Lang in realm, the two really fought together. Wang Lang instantly felt that he was not facing Pei Min alone, but dozens of first-class swordsmanship. swordsman.
He believes that his sword is extremely powerful, even touching the edge of a rule, but in the sword formation besieging him, the sword skill of randomly drawing a long sword is three points more powerful than him.
Moreover, each of these long swords uses a different sword technique, so that he can't find the slightest loophole or flaw. After all, if he uses the same sword technique, as long as the battle has been for a long time, he will always find some loopholes.
However, these dozens of swordsmanship were used at the same time, dazzled in front of him, like butterflies flying constantly in a group of flowers, and he did not give him a chance to see the swordsmanship clearly.
But for a while, there were many blood stains on his body. Fortunately, he reacted fast enough that these blood stains did not turn into larger wounds. Even so, he felt a little flustered.
Even in the face of the siege of countless demons before, he did not have the slightest timidity in the face of the blood and rain, but now he really felt fear.
This fear comes from a sense of powerlessness. For Pei Min’s attack at this moment, he has a sense of powerlessness. Even if he already wants to break his head, he can’t think of how to deal with so many long swords and the swordsmanship of these long swords. Not inferior to his knife skills.
Just when he was distracted, a cold light flashed.
Swish...a long sword sound, the sword light flew close to Wang Lang's shoulder, and the next second Wang Lang's hand holding the long sword crossed a parabola in mid-air and fell to the ground.
"After taking the pill, your arm can still be connected, but you can't fight for a short time. It's a lesson for you."
"If you hadn't killed many demons, this sword should have crossed your head."
Pei Min left a few words coldly and arrogantly, then turned and returned to Yue Chen's back.
Zhou Qiang's expression was extremely ugly at this time. After all, he originally thought he could hold the winning ticket, and he didn't even put Yue Chen and others in his eyes. Although Pei Min's sword formation made him a little surprised, it was just a little accidental.
In his opinion, Wang Lang, who is proficient in killing, may be able to defeat Pei Min's flowery in an instant.
But the facts are just the opposite. Instead, Wang Lang was directly stunned by Pei Min's exquisite sword formation, and he was instantly killed. Even the arm holding the knife was directly cut off, which was extremely miserable.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that you Chuzhou still had some talents, then you Chuzhou won this round."
Zhou Qiang gritted his teeth and said, then looked at Yue Chen with cold eyes, and continued: "But things are not that simple. Although you won this round, there is still the most critical round to determine the ownership of this volcanic dragon lizard."
"In this round, I'm not going to go to battle personally, to compete with you, I don't know who of you dare to come out?"
Zhou Qiang's words are full of threats. After all, his strength is the ninth-tier battle saint. Although he is as strong as the unskilled emperor, he is also considered the top group among the battle saints.
It can be said that even if Yan Gang is on the field, he will be defeated in an instant. He does not have much resistance. After all, Zhou Qiang is the young master of the Zhou family. With this identity, his martial arts and magic weapons will definitely not be weak.
What's more, maybe there is some kind of magical power with him, and it can raise the strength.
"Your Majesty, please fight!"
"Your Majesty Yue Chen, let My Xu Chu go up and teach this kid, no one can clean him up, and it really turned him upside down."
"Your Majesty, let Lu Bu go and watch me take his head back directly."
For a time everyone disputed, and all the gods wanted to compete for this opportunity to play.
After all, Zhou Qiang had always spoken extremely pretentiously, making these gods extremely dissatisfied, and now seeing Zhou Qiang taking the initiative to fight, these gods would naturally not let this opportunity go.
"No, let me do it myself!"
Yue Chen shook his head slightly and stopped the eager generals. Instead, he took out his silver gun from the storage ring and looked at Zhou Qiang who was provoking coldly.
As for the strength of the generals under his command, Yue Chen is naturally very clear. Although each of them is considered good, it is still much inferior to Zhou Qiang of the 9th-order Battle Saint.
Pei Min, the only person who could deal with Zhou Qiang, had already taken action in the second battle, so now the only person who could face Zhou Qiang was Yue Chen himself.
"How dare you come up to death by yourself?
If I'm not mistaken, you are just an intermediate strength of the battle saint, right?
What can you compare with me, a strong man at the top of the battle saint? "
"But since you are looking for death by yourself, then I have no choice but to fulfill you."
Zhou Qiang looked at Yue Chen in surprise, but he didn't expect that Yue Chen would choose to play on his own.
In his opinion, Yue Chen had only two options, one was to choose to surrender and surrender the volcano dragon lizard obediently, so as to avoid losses.
The other option is to carry it hard to the end, but in the end it fails, and may even lose his life, so he will definitely choose a less important warrior to come out and die.
This way, even if you lose, you can save your face without losing too much.
However, Yue Chen chose the most impossible way, and that was to play on his own.
You must know that the strength gap between him and Zhou Qiang on paper is huge, in Zhou Qiang's view, this is basically coming to die.
Although he was surprised in his heart, Zhou Qiang did not stop in the slightest. After taking out a nine-level magic weapon long sword with a simple shape from the storage ring, he swung the long sword to stab Yue Chen.
Although his swordsmanship is not as good as Pei Min, he is still much more tyrannical than ordinary warriors. His sword moves are extremely powerful, piercing Yue Chen's vitals.
In his opinion, he casually used 20% of his strength, it was not an existence that Yue Chen could fight against.
However, in the next second, the facts slapped him firmly.
Seeing him casually take out the sword, Yue Chen did not neglect in the slightest. The silver spear pierced out of his hand, almost exploding at his fastest speed, instantly turning into a light blue light and shadow of lightning.
Boom! Zhou Qiang was unprepared for a while, and the long sword in his hand instantly let go. At this time, the expression on his face was still indifferent and high, and the next second turned into embarrassment.
"I was killed by Yue Chen in one move. Is this the strength you brag about?
I think Zhongzhou is not so good! "
Guitong stood up to make up his sword, speaking extremely viciously, and was poking at Zhou Qiang's weakness.
Knowing that he was bragging about himself one second before, and was beaten in the face the next second, it was extremely embarrassing.