The girl snorted coldly. "What? Are you still planning to just fire one shot?" The nightingale nodded. "Ah." "Hahaha, great! We are both sixth-grade, do you really think that others are just mud that you can manipulate at will? I want to see why you are so arrogant." "..." The nightingale said no more. In the end, the truth will be revealed through personal experience. Xiang Nanyu was very confident. Even if a fifth-rank cultivator wanted to suppress him with one move, the possibility would be extremely low. Moreover, the moonlight and sword energy complemented each other, and he was already in the best state to deal with the enemy. The nightingale's scarlet spear trembled,
"My spearmanship is called 'Qian Cheng'. It suddenly occurred to me when I was reading." A country with a thousand chariots is sandwiched between large countries. If it is attacked by troops and then by famine, A country with a thousand chariots refers to a country with many soldiers and horses. Li Qingcha couldn't help but think of Nightingale's marksmanship and nodded slowly. It was indeed like a thousand horses were silent, and a line of chariots were galloping towards them, with the aura of sweeping across the entire battlefield. Xiang Nanyu's moonlight also made a slight sound. The girl said, "You want to die, don't you?" "..." Still the Nightingale refused to speak. The Seventh Prince was puzzled. "Why did the woman ask that?" Li Qingcha smiled, "Which woman?" "Of course it's the second woman to appear. Hi... she's your cousin. When you were in Bozhou..." "Cough cough..." Li Qingcha coughed. She didn't dare to steal a glance at Si Rou behind her, fearing that the Seventh Prince would notice something, but she continued the topic. "Your Highness, do you know the game of Nail, Bundle, and Hammer?" Of course the Seventh Prince didn't know. He was a playful person. Even after the Bozhou case, when he gradually stood out among the princes, he still did not change his ambition. When he heard about a game he had never played before, he immediately became interested.
"tell me the story." Li Qingcha explained. The Seventh Prince was speechless. "Isn't this a game of hand gestures? It has been passed down for thousands of years... But calling rock-paper-scissors "nails", "bags", and "hammers" is indeed more descriptive and more suitable for promotion among children." Li Qingcha waved his hand. "Your Highness, I wasn't just talking about games just now." "Well……" The Seventh Prince looked towards the arena. He nodded slowly. "I see. What you mean is that the green light is as sharp as a nail, and it is specifically used to restrain the skills that are too comprehensive." "Your Highness is indeed wise and powerful." Seventh Prince: "..." I secretly complain about someone who doesn't even put the effort into flattering others. As a result, Luo Weiyang at the back suddenly spoke up. "It won't be that simple." Li Qingcha turned back in surprise. "What did you say?" "I just felt that the person's aura was somewhat familiar. It took me a long time to figure out who she was. Brother Li... is she Nightingale?" "Correct." "This person once escaped from my senior brother's attack. Moreover, judging from her current appearance, she doesn't seem to have been seriously injured. I think she must have some hidden tricks." Luo Weiyang's senior brother is naturally Xu Weishen. Li Qingcha recalled that when Xu Weishen introduced himself, he said: "Currently, my realm is at the fourth level." In other words, he has the strength of the third rank and can upgrade at any time. Even if a person of the third rank cultivation level could escape from his hands without using his full strength, he is definitely not someone to be trifled with. The Seventh Prince at the side asked: "What is the attack and killing formation? A burden?" Li Qingcha was stunned. Then he looked at Xiang Nanyu on the stage, "Don't take it lightly."
At the same time, Nightingale took action. With the eyesight of ordinary people, they could only see Nightingale thrust the gun into the ring ground, then raised it. The action is not fancy at all. The monks present saw something completely different. The ninth rank players saw a thin white line that crossed the entire ring and rushed towards Xiang Nanyu. It felt like "the sea surged with silver as its gate, and the river stretched with jade as its waist." Those above the ninth rank have a more accurate perception. The jade belt across the river was composed of countless blade-like auras, shocking and shooting out, swallowing up the sky and the sun. boom-- boom-- boom-- Countless holes appeared on the stone floor of the arena, revealing the soil underneath. Thousands of... This name is really accurate. Li Qingcha couldn't help but think of the scene when Nightingale assassinated him. A flash of cold light came first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon. It was to compress the Qi to one point and stab out a pinnacle shot, which was totally different from the current group attack. The amazing thing is that the two have very similar temperaments, both giving people a sense of openness and closure. I think they should all be the moves in "Qian Cheng". However, it doesn't work on the little pumpkin. The favorite thing of Wu Cheng, the leader of the Sun Sect, is to use Xiang Nanyu's original words: "Splitting things to show his power in front of others, splitting lakes, splitting mountains, splitting the inscriptions of great scholars..." Being used to big battles, one naturally won’t be scared. The girl responded calmly. I saw the green light under the moon suddenly increase by one foot, and then a sword was thrown across it. Zheng—— A shrill buzzing sound. Li Qingcha felt the light beside him vibrate slightly. At the same time, Yu Youwei on the other side took action. Twelve flying swords shot up into the sky, forming a circle, and then fell straight down, enveloping the entire arena.
Lu Luming also placed one hand on the ring, muttering something. But even so, ordinary people outside still heard the sound of sword energy and spear energy colliding, just like two armies facing off, with thousands of cavalrymen on both sides charging into each other, making countless sounds of metal clashing. boom-- Dust flew up in the air. Several grooves were left on the ring. One move and it's over. The Seventh Prince was shocked. Was it just a fight between sixth-rank cultivators? Feel…… Not as good as yesterday. He turned around and asked Li Qingcha: "How was the outcome?" Li Qingcha shook his head slowly and said nothing. The Seventh Prince was puzzled. "You can't see that either?" "No, it's not that I can't tell. It's just that neither of them got the upper hand. If you insist, it can only be considered a draw." "That's it..." With such a big momentum, the winner has not yet been decided. It was even less exciting than yesterday. The sound, light and electricity yesterday were much more powerful than today's. The Seventh Prince sighed. Li Qingcha looked at the nightingale, The girl's clothes were torn at her shoulders, revealing her fair skin. This was obviously caused by the sword energy. As for Xiang Nanyu, his hair was loose, probably because he had suffered some impact. The two people on the stage looked at each other. Nightingale: “It’s even.” Xiang Nanyu: "Come again!" Chapter 337 Psychological Changes Still fighting...
The destructive power of martial artists' fights is indeed strong. If they continue to fight, I'm afraid the arena will be demolished. Lu Luming had a terrible headache. Li Qingcha pondered. a long time, "It's almost enough, stop it." The Seventh Prince at the side couldn't help but sneer.