Hero Cultivation System

"good."

Everyone applauded for a while. Liang Gong was able to escape Nangong Ming's poisonous move without any injuries, and he was able to counterattack immediately. This move proved that he was definitely a master at the same level as Nangong Ming and Jing Xuan. There was no chance of him advancing to the finals. .

"Tsk." Nangong Ming seemed to sneer at Liang Gong's big move like an eagle fighting a rabbit. He chuckled and swept to the right to avoid Liang Gong's attack. His body swayed slightly and suddenly transformed into four shadows. , divided into four different angles, and attacked and counterattacked at the same moment.

As if they were performing a magic trick, the four figures were condensed and not dispersed, and the eight arms were flying and waving. It was impossible to tell who was real and who was fake. Liang Gong didn't care about him, and actually paused in the air. Black shadows suddenly appeared in his hands, and four black lights appeared. He slashed at four figures whose authenticity could not be distinguished.

No matter if he is true or not, let’s kill his mother.

Unexpectedly, these four swords were all killed in the air. The four figures turned from reality to emptiness and shattered like phantoms. Liang Gong's heart suddenly sounded alarm. Without thinking, his true energy reversed and his body instantly stopped in the air. And Nangong Ming was actually here. Shi appeared right below him, raising the golden sword to the sky, and pierced the space in front of him with one sword.

"Tsk, not bad." Nangong Ming pulled back in surprise, very surprised that this move was in vain.

Liang Gong was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. If he had moved just three inches forward, he would have turned into a skewer stuck in his sword. At this time, he could no longer stay in the air. After landing, he held the sword to his chest in caution.

In these few moments, the two of them jumped and jumped, but there was no sound of gold and iron clashing at all, indicating that their weapons had never touched before, and everyone onlookers were in an uproar.

Now anyone who has been waiting can see clearly that the two people in the field are both masters of Qinggong who are good at movement. One can transform into phantoms, and the other can stop and turn in the air. Most of the martial arts spectators have practiced martial arts for a lifetime without any knowledge. After seeing such a weird movement technique, I couldn't help but secretly sigh that all my decades of hard work have been transferred to dogs.

"Brother Liang, you are indeed good, but that's all. If you want to seize the leader of the alliance, you won't be able to escape by hiding. You'd better show off with some real skills." Nangong Mingyou spoke leisurely, and the golden sword in his hand followed suit. Swaying in front of me.

Liang Gong always walked in a straight and wide path. This kind of weird and sinister opponent gave him the most headache. Moreover, Nangong Ming seemed to know that there was something wrong with the strength of his sword, so he would not die. If you don't confront him, his Seven Wound Swords will be useless until now.

Pursing his lips, Liang Gong said dryly: "Senior Nangong, you are quite good, but you are right, my sword skills are really not good at killing mice."

Tang Qin burst into tears and smiled, this little man was really mean in what he said, but this Nangong Ming was as slippery as a mouse.

Everyone onlookers laughed loudly, and just hit me. I have lived twice as long as this person, and I still have to quarrel with a child for nothing. Isn’t this asking for trouble?

Nangong Ming's color changed instantly, and the image of an old handsome guy that he had always maintained was immediately shattered. He did not answer, but the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. A touch of vermilion soaked his fair cheeks. His hands shook slightly, as if to shake off dust, he shook off the beam. His insult.

He slowly pushed forward, getting faster and faster step by step, with a cruel and vicious look on his face, as if he wanted to swallow Liang Gongsheng alive.

Liang Gong's heart trembled, knowing that this old man was going to be cruel.

The dragon-slaying knife flashed violently in his hand, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, waiting for an opportunity to open its mouth and pounce on its prey. Nangong Ming repeated his old plan, and his body swayed slightly as he walked faster and faster, and in an instant It transformed into eight unpredictable shadows, formed a semicircle and rushed towards Liang Gong.

It's as weird as it sounds. This is the second time he has used this transformation technique. However, except for a very few people in the audience, they still open their mouths in shock, and they can't tell who is real and who is fake. , in broad daylight, Nangong Ming abruptly changed from one to eight, performing such a magic illusion in an instant, dazzling everyone's eyes.

Even when they faced each other for the second time, Liang Gong still couldn't tell which one was Nangong Ming's true identity, but what he relied on was not his own eyes:

"Handsome guy, that one is the real Nangong Ming."

"Oh no, it's no one. It's 2 meters behind you at five o'clock, right now."

Damn it, this is a replica of the magical transformation of a living person.

In the eyes of everyone, Liang Gong strangely ignored the eight figures rushing towards him. He reversed the single sword in his hand and thrust it backwards from under his side. What was even weirder was that there was no one behind him before he was about to use up his single sword. At that moment, a phantom suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Dang." The sound of gold and iron clashing for the first time since the two people fought suddenly appeared, proving that Liang Gong did not make such a nonsensical move for no reason. Nangong Ming's true identity had indeed deceived everyone's eyes. When was it already lurking behind him?

The illusory figure was shattered on the ground, and only the real Nangong Ming was seen slanting backwards three meters like an arrow. After landing, he staggered, and almost immediately did a move with his butt backwards to flatten the sand and fall into the wild goose position. Fortunately, he exhaled and opened his body. He spun around and took two more steps before he could barely stand firm, but he was no longer as free and handsome as before.

"Okay." Everyone paused for a while and finally couldn't help but cheer again.

Nangong Ming's movement skills opened everyone's eyes, and Liang Gong's eagle eyes also surprised everyone. You come and I go back and forth, and it seems to be even, and this battle is becoming more and more interesting.

Nangong Ming straightened up, and the onlookers immediately screamed. A bright red gash was opened on his cheek, and the skin was rolled up. The knife penetrated the flesh at least three-thirds deep. He would definitely have to spend a lot of money to go to Bangzi Country for a beauty treatment. Plastic surgery, otherwise the days of old handsome guys will be gone forever.

At this point in the battle, Nangong Ming should have given up. He first made a sneak attack, but Liang Gong was unharmed. Then he used unprecedented movement skills twice, but Liang Gong was able to break them one by one, and even let him break them. No matter what he said, he had to admit that he had already lost.

However, Nangong Ming was sullen and refused to admit defeat. He raised his golden sword diagonally, swept seven or eight meters to the right, drew a large half circle, went around behind Liang Gong and launched a violent storm attack.

Like everyone else, Liang Gong was deeply puzzled. Since he was facing an attack head-on, was there any point in going around behind him before launching another attack? However, although he didn't know Nangong Ming's intention, he was deeply wary in his heart. This person was absolutely impossible. Doing such a meaningless thing.

Liang Gong half-twirled around and raised his sword to meet him: "Dang, Dang, Dang!" The two of them had exchanged dozens of swords in an instant. After having the Dragon Slaying Sword, the last thing he was afraid of was such a hard attack. He was not in a hurry at the moment. Slowly spit out the Qi Shang Dao Jin one by one.

Every time the metal and iron clashed, Nangong Ming's body was stunned. Obviously, the power of the Seven Injury Sword was not ineffective on him, but he was still faster with one sword than the other, and in the end he was even faster than Lu Zhengguang's fast sword. In three minutes, hundreds of swords were swung out in one breath.

Liang Gong was immediately in a hurry, and could only temporarily avoid the opponent and stay in the middle. He also stepped back continuously. Unknowingly, he retreated to the side of the competition ring, only five or six steps away from the nearest onlookers.

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the swords were fired simultaneously. The onlookers who got too close immediately caused a commotion and pushed back one after another. However, Nangong Ming ignored everything and the sword light became more rapid, and sword flowers spread around the beam bow. , and lowered her head to him.

At this moment, Handsome Pot's voice suddenly sounded in his heart: "Oh, be careful of hidden weapons behind you."

Liang Gong was shocked and immediately put his mind behind him.

Silently, three beams of waves that were so tiny that they were almost imperceptible came out from the crowd of onlookers. In the blink of an eye, they were less than three feet away from him, and a cold poisonous snake also wrapped around his ankle at this moment. Tighten...

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