All around Saint Lun, the holy light was suddenly extinguished, replaced by a series of surging ripples, emerging from the body.
That is the shock force of Zichen, which erupts in Saint Lun's body at the moment.
Saint Lun's body fell to the ground, and blood gushed from his mouth.
The whole city is full of people behind the scenes.
Why did Saint Laurent suddenly lose when he still had the absolute upper hand?
"That's the power of jarring!"
Ouli was in a good mood and laughed happily.
Wu Youde was very surprised. He didn't know the fighting skills. In his opinion, Zichen was able to turn defeat into victory.
"Great!"
She shan's younger brother heavily waved his fist and was excited. The people he brought with him were also excited.
Compared with the excited people, the others around him were depressed, and even a lot of people swore.
"No way! It's impossible! "
On the shenghun mountain, shengradial looks at the scene in disbelief and cannot accept this fact.
Jingling did not speak.
And on the holy beast mountain and the saint Fu mountain, the two mountain masters also looked at all this in silence.
Zichen looked at the saint Lun in front of her and said indifferently, "you lost!"
Saint Lun raised his head. His face was pale and his eyes were full of malice. He roared, "I didn't lose!"
Zichen said: "if you are defeated, you are defeated in holy combat! Don't be so arrogant in front of people in the future. Your fighting skills are nothing to me. "
Zichen's voice spread all over the holy mountain city, and countless people heard the news.
This means that the battle, shock fighting won the victory.
Shame before snow!
For a time, many old people are filled with emotion and recall the scene of that year.
At that time, shock fighting failed and left in confusion.
"I said I didn't lose!"
Saint Lun stood up again. He took out a pill and swallowed it. The original injury was getting better under the naked eye.
"I'm still alive, and I'm not lost in this battle!"
That pill is very magical. Saint Lun's wound has been healed. He has a sword in his hand.
That's cloud and rain sword.
There are clouds around the body of the sword, and a fierce sword spirit is released.
Those who curse Saint Lun in the city, seeing this behind the scenes, began to cheer, and then they remembered the strongest means of Saint Lun.
There is nothing to do with their heavy notes.
As long as St. Laurent wins in the end, they can win the prize.
"Die!"
Saint Lun held the sword forward. This time, it was Yunyu sword that inspired him. Previously, he suppressed Shanya and LAN gumeng by virtue of this sword.
In front of Zichen, lingdun appears.
This is the accompanying spirit shield for entertainment.
Seeing this scene, Saint Lun's expression changed slightly.
The sword light met the spirit shield, and the powerful breath surged out. The spirit shield in Zichen's hand blocked the attack of Yunyu sword, but he himself was also shaken back nearly a hundred Zhang.
Above the spirit shield, the light is disillusioned, and the spirit light is not stable.
Its defense is still strong, but it can't compare with the time when it is in the hands of entertainment. After all, it is the accompanying spirit shield of entertainment.
Saint Lun's eyes were fierce, and naturally he saw this phenomenon, so he snorted coldly: "I see that the broken shield in your hand can block my attacks several times."
A lightsaber appeared in Saint Lun's left hand.
Then, the lightsaber and the cloud and rain sword are combined.
There is also this move in shock fighting. The combination of spirit and military will make the power more powerful.
However, at present, after Saint Lun uses this move, the holy light released by the cloud and rain sword in his hand is as dazzling as the sun.
Feeling the strong sword in front of her, Zichen didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness. She also turned into a light shield, which was combined with the spirit shield.
There was a roar in the sky, and the strong breath was scattered. Zichen's body flew back and forth again. On the surface of the spirit shield, the light was dim and sometimes flickered.
Obviously, go on like this again, the spirit shield that does not pass baptism in the hands of Zichen is bound to be unable to persist for a few times, and it will be completely scrapped.
Saint Lun said with a sneer: "it seems that you will die after all!"
Purple Chen says indifferently: "that again how? I won the fight between fighting skills
Saint Lun said, "today we are divided into life and death. Only when I am dead can you say that you have won."
In front of Zichen, Guanghua flashed, and lingdun was collected by him. At the next moment, a long black stick appeared in his hand.
This is the weapon that he got from killing a person's soul state. Unexpectedly, it was a holy soul soldier. With the improvement of Zichen's realm, he found that the power of this holy soul soldier was beyond his imagination, and he had never exerted its real power.At present, the defense of spirit shield is obviously not good, so Zichen took it out again.
He looked at lingdun and said: "although the front is a hundred soldiers cloud and rain sword, but I think you are not weaker than it."
Hum!
The spirit of the long stick seems to have heard Zichen's words. He saw that the long stick trembled initiatively, and the lines on it even lit up part of it.
Zichen's eyes are bright. Can this soldier really be compared with cloud and rain sword?
At this time, the sharp sword idea reappears, Saint Lun holds the cloud rain sword to cut forward.
Zichen holds the black long stick in hand and goes towards the front.
Bang a startling sound, strong energy constantly impact around.
In the layers of ripples under the agitation, Zichen did not retreat a step, unexpectedly blocked the sword.
There was an uproar in the city.
Even the spirit shield for entertainment can't resist the attack of Yunyu sword. It's just a humble black stick. How can he de block the cloud rain sword?
In front of Zichen, the shaking force surges again, showing a long black stick in the left hand. The next moment, the two sticks blend together.
Only see purple Chen hand black long stick, that a line of lines then light up, full close to half.
In Zichen's body, thunder soul power continues to inject into the long staff, and the range of lines lighting up has exceeded half.
The stick trembled again, as if there was a roar from it.
Zichen waved the stick and fell, leaving a clear stick shadow in the air.
Feeling the power of this blow, Saint Lun's face could not help but change, and the cloud and rain sword in his hand was aroused again.
Boom!
When the two weapons met, a violent roar broke out.
Saint Lun only felt a violent breath on his back, and his body was constantly retrogressive. If he didn't hold the cloud and rain sword in his hand, he would have to get rid of it.
He kept regressing, and Zichen was standing in the furious energy, and the lines on the long stick in his hand were looming and appearing from time to time.
"How could that be possible?"
Seeing this scene, Saint Lun cried out. He had the cloud and rain sword, but was defeated?
The land of clouds and rain!
The next moment, he drank a lot, saw the cloud and rain sword in his hand, immediately blooming countless lights.
Under the cover of this light, the sky and the earth lose color, clouds roll, raindrops like beans, fall from the sky.
The sky and the earth became gray at once.
At the same time, the whole Shengbing mountain began to shake again. All the holy soul soldiers on the holy soldier mountain once again faced the direction of clouds and rain, showing the image of submission.
As soon as the cloud and rain come out, who will compete?
At the time when countless people lamented that the war was coming to an end, a purple gold light suddenly rose and tore up the cloud and rain field.
Between heaven and earth, stands a purple gold stick shadow, such as Optimus pillar.
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