Paradise of Demonic Gods

Not to mention the surprise of the two students, Duolun in the battle is even more shocked.

Because he found that no matter how he enhanced the offensive, he would be easily resolved by the other side.

The swordsmanship was quicker and fiercer, and all of them were directly poked by the other side. They simply did not open their decent offensives. They were resolved by the opponents and attacked and attacked.

The Thunder is fierce, and there are more, the other side seems to be walking in the same way, and it is almost indiscriminate.

Of course, Duolun still doesn't know that Fang Xingjian is wearing a 29-level Tianyuan Doom at the moment. Even if there is lightning on him, he can't do anything.

What's more, Fang Xingjian at the moment, no swordsmanship - very close to the dark sword sense, against the same swordsman is really cheap.

Among the images of the heavenly inductiveness built by his brain, Duolun’s body is full of countless stars and then flickering. The brighter the starlight is the bigger the flaw, these stars are almost fleeting, sometimes brighter and brighter at the last moment. The next moment will be dull.

However, Fang Xingjian is enough, because his swordsmanship is fast enough, so he can easily crack the tricks on Duolun*. After the other party’s moves, they often have to exert 30% of their strength, and they have to be forced to change their moves. Fang Xingjian, who is fully committed, has a hard fight.

Therefore, Duolun’s *power is stronger than Fang Xingjian, but he is defeated by the other side.

Unless he can completely ignore the sharpness of the other's long sword, and play the skill of killing the master with chaos, otherwise he will have to retreat in the face of the 19-level sword wrapped in the layer of electric dragon.

As for the Thunder captured in the void, in the eyes of Fang Xingjian, there are countless fluctuations. The energy converted from the etheric fan seems to be like the leaves on the pond, and there is a ripple in the air. .

The center of each ripple is the weakness of the Thunder Power. As long as the Fang Xingjian follows the changes of the ripples, it can easily swim in the Thunder.

No swordsmanship - plus a dark sword sense, these two understanding swordsmanship and etheric fans, while cracking the combination of swordsmanship and etheric fantasies, in the first use of Fang Xingjian's combat, they played amazing Effect.

They can let Fang Xingjian quickly understand the changes in the human body sword, the process of the etheric flow and exchange of energy, and find the flaws and weak points in an instant, and then transform through the information induced by the heavens, clearly appear in his brain. Among the images.

The last thing he has to do is to easily break the other side's moves along with this feeling and judgment.

I saw that the two people played faster and faster, and together with the Thunder swordsmanship, the entire hall almost became a thunderstorm.

Duolun and Fang Xingjian, who used the same set of swordsmanship, are almost desperately robbing each other of their control over lightning.

At the beginning, Duolun could control more than 70%, occupying an absolute advantage, playing Fang Xingjian only passive defense.

However, with Fang Xingjian cracking Duolun's moves again and again, and a little bit of the lightning of the other side, the proportion of this control is constantly changing.

Duolun has also changed from 70% absolute advantage to 65%, 60%, 55%, 50%...

When the proportion of control fell as fast as a waterfall, Duolun’s sweat on his forehead was also increasing. When his control was only 20%, almost all the thunder in the hall was constantly bombarded toward Duolun. .

The ground continued to tremble, and was blasted by lightning and a large pit. Duolun seemed to be trapped in a thunderbolt cage. Countless lightnings came together one after another, almost letting him run.

Until the final bang, he could no longer bring the power of the Thunder to the earth. The whole person was violently bombed out and broke through the walls of the hall, and was directly bombarded.

what!

There was a big drink in his mouth, and Duolun’s halved force field suddenly broke out, and all the stones that were pressed against him were flying, but the whole person still seemed to be a refugee, and the body was covered with gray. Stone powder and dust.

He also wanted to go back to the main hall, but found that his feet were slightly weak, and a strong sense of paralysis was passed over. He was suddenly gone, and it was being numb.

‘I lost to someone who learned Thunder’s swordsmanship? ’

A strong shame is coming from Duolun's head.

At this moment, there was a gravel sound, and Duolun looked up and saw Fang Xingjian slowly coming out of the hole he had broken. When he saw the thousands of electric snakes surrounded by Fang Xing Jian Zhou, I saw the electric snake constantly piercing the air and swimming around like a living.

Then the electric snake heats the air, and when the sizzling sounds, his pupil is completely shrunk.

This is an electric snake, almost all of which has the power of a howitzer. Looking at the thousands of electric snakes swaying in the middle of their own weeks, Duolun’s almost all the people’s hairs are erected, pressing the scorpion and saying: “Your thunder swordsmanship, 12 Level?"

This is the effect that he can achieve at level 12, and the electric snakes that are manufactured are far from each other, and the other side is flexible.

Fang Xingjian nodded: "Thanks to your help, it is true that swordsmanship wants to improve, and playing with a master is the most effective."

"Are you still here?"

Seeing the flat expression of Fang Xingjian, Duolun’s heart suddenly appeared a chill, and what came back, the other level 10 Thunder swordsmanship can kill his film without leaving, not to mention the 12th level.

When I saw that the two students also followed, the feelings were more intense, and the feelings of shame continued to rise. Duolun almost did not say anything in the scene, and left quickly.

There is only a constant thought in his mind. Fang Xingjian’s one-hour study can defeat his years of fortunes. Is there such a title knight in the field of swordsmanship, does he really need to learn the sword?

At this moment, Duolun even developed a plan to not practice swords and to renovate others.

What he does not know is that as Fang Xingjian continues to grow, more and more people will be attacked with the confidence of learning swords like him.

Looking at the leaving Duolun, Fang Xingjian said with a neck: "So... should I win?"

The two students on the side looked at each other and couldn’t speak at all.

Rota said with a smile: "The mentor who guards this level has been beaten by you. Of course it is over."

Fang Xingjian shook his head: "That goes to the next level."

Rota smiled happily behind Fang Xingjian, this talented man seems to be able to bring her different surprises every time she meets, just like a growing treasure, every time there is an infinite mystery and aura .

One student immediately shouted: "You...you haven't passed, can't go in!"

Rota Jianmei picked it up and turned around and said, "I am not learning the sword. I will not learn your killing method when I go in, and you are not like to see which side Fang Xingjian can kill today?"

The two students stayed a little, and after Fang Xingjian and Rota went away, there was obvious hesitation on his face.

"We stayed here, it seems that it doesn't mean anything?"

"Dorun's big brother is gone. What is the difference between practicing here and practicing elsewhere?"

"Go and see?"

"Go and see. By the way, remind the brothers of the next level, this kid is too evil." (To be continued.)