He Ming passed all the way, except for the four who lost to Wei Bo, Meng Fei, Feng Piaopiao, and Yan Peng, the others ended the duel with victory.

Now, his results are about to come out, and he is currently a record of seven games and four losses, and the duel with Lu Qingfeng will definitely be a failure, that is to say, his final record will be fixed at eighteen games and five losses.

Many years ago, He Ming was looking forward to one day being able to face off against the famous Lu Qingfeng, and now he finally got what he wanted, which immediately aroused the high fighting spirit in his heart.

It is worthy of the fast knife He Ming, most people just saw that He Ming was standing in the corner of the dueling platform, but his body shook, like a phantom, and instantly rushed to the opposite side of Lu Qingfeng.

The superb treasure knife in his hand quickly struck, leaving a few spatial ripples in front of him that could not be seen by the naked eye, and the knife had already slashed down from the top of Lu Qingfeng's head.

He Ming's knife was like lightning, and it slashed down in the blink of an eye, but, to He Ming's surprise, it actually fell into the air, and the treasure knife fell, only scattering a few spatial ripples in front of him that could not be seen by the naked eye.

Of course, He Ming knew that the speed of the other party's shot was far beyond him, but that was just his senses when he was a spectator, and when he really duel with the other party, he knew that his so-called speed was still not enough in front of the other party.

If you really want to duel between masters of the same level, you may not be able to tell the winner or loser for a few days, and if the gap between the two sides is too large, you may be able to win or lose within one move.

Lu Qingfeng suddenly appeared on the left side of He Ming's divine body, and the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword in his hand instantly stabbed out, and the target was the meridian of the opponent's right hand holding the knife.

He Ming had not yet withdrawn the knife, but felt that a few spatial ripples appeared in front of him again, and what followed was that the arm holding the knife was numb for a while, and he no longer had any strength, his right hand had to be opened, and the knife in his hand was suddenly taken off.

The sword jingle bell fell to the dueling table, and after a few seconds, the soreness and numbness in the arm were completely relieved, and he involuntarily looked at the wrist.

I saw that there was a small red dot on the inside of the wrist, and if I didn't look closely, I couldn't find the storage of this red dot at all.

Looking up at the opposite kilometer away, Lu Qingfeng happened to be standing there for a long time, looking at He Ming with a smile on his face.

"Brother Qingfeng, I'm the frog at the bottom of the well, I don't know that there is a sky outside the sky, I know it's not your opponent, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable, I'm still a fucking fast knife, a quick fart." ”

At this time, He Ming felt that he was not worthy of the name of the fast knife, his so-called fast knife, in front of Lu Qingfeng's sword, was nothing, thinking of this, he felt that his face was hot and embarrassed.

"He Ming, don't think about it too much, you look at me fast, but there are people who are faster than me, we are still too young now, and there will always be a day when we will reach the top. ”

He Ming waved his hand and said with a smile: "I just sighed for a while, it's not a shame to be defeated under you, but the shame is that after defeat, you will completely fall down and never be able to stand up again." ”

Thinking of his current record, there must be his seat in the top ten, and in the near future, Xiu Wei will break through the first level again, and the haze of failure in Lu Qingfeng's hands will be swept away.

He Ming drew the eleventh, and behind him was the twelfth fast sword Yan Peng, after He Mingfei returned to the viewing platform, Yan Peng quickly fell onto the dueling platform.

In the fourth duel of nineteen people, eleven people have already had a result, and more than two months have passed unconsciously.

Among these nineteen people, the most depressed is the one who can't help it, he didn't expect that the sentence he knew before about thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi was completely subverted when he came to him.

He was the number one among the nineteen, of course, the first to appear, and he also defeated Lu Qingcheng, Meng Fei, He Ming, and Yan Peng at that time, but after an interval of two months, the losing side became himself.

Now, the twelfth Yan Peng has appeared, facing Yan Peng, who is known as the fast sword among human geniuses, although he defeated the other party at that time, it was only a narrow victory.

Before he got on the dueling platform, he didn't know that he had such a thought: Will this Yan Peng also defeat him?

Yan Peng stood on the dueling platform, waiting for Sneer to fly forward, and Sneer did fly towards the dueling platform, but in his heart, there was still this big question mark, lingering for a long time.

"No, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you've only come out after a long time, it's boring like a girl, hurry up! I lost in your hands last time, and this time I want to get back face." ”

Looking at the scorn on the other side, Yan Peng smiled and sarcastically said a few words, and at this time, the question mark in his heart was still whirling: Those few defeated generals defeated me in turn, will this Yan Peng also defeat me?

With this question in his heart, from the bottom of his heart, he already had doubts about his own strength, if he could still defeat Yan Peng, it would be a strange thing.

"Yan Peng, do you think you are also He Ming, Meng Fei and the like? They can all turn defeat into victory, so you think you can do it? Don't think too highly of yourself. ”

Yan Peng stretched out his finger, hooked the sneer, and said with a smile: "It's useless to say that it can't work, hurry up and do it, you can get verified immediately." ”

Seeing Yan Peng's provocative actions, a nameless anger suddenly rose in his scorn, and he secretly said in his heart: The defeated generals of the previous subordinates all dared to stand on their necks and.

"Yan Peng, it's just a defeated general, and you dare to be so arrogant in front of me, don't think that if you have improved your strength, you can defeat me, now I'll let you know that there are some people you can't defeat. ”

The character of the sneer was originally very calm, but the repeated blows in the past few days have made him change a lot in his mentality, not only does he speak without consideration, but he is even more impatient in action.

Yan Peng's mouth said lightly, in fact, he also knew very well in his heart that although his strength had risen to a new level, he was not absolutely sure whether he could defeat the other party.

The long sword was held in his hand, waiting for a sudden attack at any time, only to see the demon body flashed, and appeared opposite Yan Peng in the blink of an eye, holding the long knife in his upper hand, stabbing towards the opponent's heart.

In the case of equal strength, the long knife in his hand is undoubtedly taken advantage of, nearly two feet longer than Yan Peng's sword, and if he attacks head-on, Yan Peng will definitely suffer.

When many human geniuses are faced with scorn, they all take a flank attack, unless they use the Divine Fire Snake Spear Spear Gun like Lu Qingfeng, and they will be scorned and blown away with one shot.

Yan Peng knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to defeat the other party, the only way to win was to win in speed, and there was no other way.

Before the duel, Yan Peng had considered such a countermeasure, and now in the face of the stabbing stab, he quickly dodged to the side without hesitation.

Instantly came to the left side of the demon body, and the long sword swept straight towards the opponent's waist, and with several spatial ripples that were invisible to the naked eye, the tip of the sword swept directly through the opponent's ribs.

The tip of the sword slashed the left rib of the scorn into an inch deep, and it was only at this time that the long knife of the sneering sneer slashed diagonally towards Yan Peng's right arm, and the speed was undoubtedly a point slower.

Although he didn't cause much injury to the other party, Yan Peng's heart was at ease, and he had an advantage in speed, and he was more confident in the next duel.

There was blood on the demon body, and his eyes immediately turned red, obviously angered by Yan Peng, the long knife in his hand suddenly stepped up the offensive, and slashed down at the other party at any cost.

The two had a fierce battle on the dueling table, and Yan Peng kept attacking on the left and right of the opponent and behind him, and he had to keep turning his demon body to cope with the opponent's rapid attack.

On the dueling platform, a strange phenomenon appeared, a dark magic light was always wrapped around a circle of silver light.

The two rays of light moved rapidly on the dueling platform, like a whirlwind blowing on the flat ground, and the sound of metal clashing continued to sound, and the two of them obviously killed the real fire.

A few hours later, the two rays of light suddenly separated, and the black light quickly retreated to the edge of the dueling table, and the silver light quickly chased after it.

Now people can see clearly, through a cloud of black light, the battle suit on his body is tattered, the torn parts are stained red with blood, his face is pale, and he obviously has no time to stabilize the injuries of the demon body.

The silver light disappeared suddenly, and Yan Peng suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and the divine body flashed on the dueling platform, accompanied by dozens of spatial ripples, and appeared in front of the other party in an instant.

Because of the speed being too fast, the white suit swayed behind him, his long hair flew wantonly to the back of his head, his left hand was pinched into a sword finger, and the sword in his right hand swept straight towards the waist of the sneer.

Burst!

A sword slashed the sneer's stomach, and at the same time, the opponent's long knife was wrapped in a layer of pitch-black magical light, and with the swing of several spatial ripples, it slashed at Yan Peng in the air.

Before the long knife fell, Yan Peng's long sword that swept past suddenly swirled and swept towards the waist that had not yet been cut off.

Sensing the spatial ripples containing killing intent attacking, he scoffed at the long knife in his hand, and suddenly increased his speed by a point, trying to kill the opponent first before he was cut in half by the opponent.

Sneering and underestimating the speed of the other party, Yan Peng risked defeat at this time, completely ignoring the long knife above his head, the long sword flashed with a dazzling light, and slashed through the waist of the sneering in the blink of an eye.

A ray of light wrapped the sneer, and after the light disappeared, the scorn stood on the edge of the dueling table, looking at Yan Peng's eyes, full of complicated and difficult looks.

"No, you must not have thought that two months ago I was no match for you, and now that we have completely switched roles, and I also tell you that you will never have a chance to defeat me again. ”

"Yan Peng, don't talk so much, be careful to slap yourself in the face, and soon after, we will continue to duel in the Heavenly Emperor God Domain. ”

After the geniuses of the two races came to the Paradise of the Gods, they all knew the existence of the Heavenly Emperor Divine Domain, although these people did not say it explicitly, but they all secretly made up their minds in their hearts to leave here and go to the Heavenly Emperor Divine Domain to pursue a higher realm.

In the next duel, Yan Peng defeated Nangong Feiyu, Sword Demon, Scorn Debao, Shen Qianqiu, Wei Tao and other twelve people, leaving only Lu Qingfeng alone who did not board the dueling platform.