With a ding, No. 79 felt an extremely strong force coming from his hand, and his hand couldn't help but go soft, and the tip of the whip hit the belly of the knife and slammed into No. 79's chest.

With a dull sound, No. 79 was knocked away by a person with a knife, and then No. 79 opened his mouth and spurted out four mouthfuls of blood one after another.

Tang Haodong was unforgiving, flew in pursuit, and slashed down at No. 79 with a whip.

This whip has a piercing sound of breaking the air, and the momentum is like a rainbow, and the sound is the first to catch people.

Seventy-nine knew that he was powerless to dodge or resist, so he didn't bother to move, and stood straight still. Then, Tang Haodong's single whip stopped three inches above No. 79's head.

The strong wind brought up by this whip blew the hair of Number Seventy-Nine to stand back.

Although he knew that Tang Haodong's whip would not really come down, No. 79 was still frightened into a cold sweat, because Tang Haodong's whip was so strong that it made people feel as if they were going to be smashed by this whip.

"Tsk, this Tang Haodong is too fierce. ”

"But no, looking at his whip, I really thought that No. 79 was going to be split by him. ”

"The sixteenth won. The red-clothed disciple shouted.

No. 79 smiled bitterly and saluted Tang Haodong with a fist.

After Tang Haodong returned the salute with his fists, the two jumped off the competition platform together.

In the next six matches, Fang Zixuan saw that Ding Jian and Wan Sanbei had each defeated their opponents.

Especially Wan Sanbei, looking at his momentum, he is actually comparable to Tang Haodong, and he defeated his opponent in fifty rounds.

"Tenth, fifty-seven versus one hundred and forty-eighth. Elder Huo shouted.

Well, Su Lang was a little surprised when he fell in love with Jia Lu? Fang Zixuan.

Su Lang naturally knew Jia Lu, and Jia Lu also knew something about Su Lang.

"I didn't expect Ding Jian to meet Fang Zixuan in the first round, and I met you in the fourth round. Jarudo.

"Zixuan can defeat Ding Jian, and I believe I will defeat you too. Su Lang said.

"Since you're so confident, let's see the real thing. Jarudo.

"Let's go. The red-clothed disciple shouted.

As soon as the words fell, Jia Lu used a spirit spear, and the three-point gun flower rushed to Su Lang's upper, middle and lower three roads.

When it came to the fourth round of the competition, Jia Lu didn't test Su Lang's intentions, and he used his proud marksmanship as soon as he came up.

Su Lang didn't dare to be careless, the blade swung sharply, and the three blades quickly met the three points of gunfire.

After three dings, Su Lang's figure flashed, and he slashed at Jia Lu from the side.

This knife is fast and powerful, and the sound of the blade breaking through the air can be heard clearly.

Jaru raised a gun.

With a ding, Jia Lu's knees bent slightly, and without waiting for Su Lang to change his moves, Jia Lu shook the spirit spear sharply, and then smashed it hard at Su Lang.

Su Lang returned to block.

With a ding, Su Lang steadily blocked the shot.

It can already be seen from the three moves that Su Lang is still stronger in terms of strength.

Immediately after, Su Lang swung his knife and swept towards Jia Lu.

Jaru hurriedly swung his gun to block it.

Then, Jia Lu raised his gun again and hurried towards Su Lang.

A little bit of silver mangs were scattered like pear blossoms, and suddenly enveloped Su Lang's whole person.

Quick guns are Jia Lu's real strength. Moreover, this move is not only fast, but also extremely subtle, and each gun garland is interlocking, making it easy for opponents to lose sight of one or the other.

It seems that Jia Lu also realized that relying on speed alone cannot give him a foothold in Qingyunmen, unless Jia Lu exerts speed to the extreme, but this is difficult to do, so Jia Lu chose to improve his skills in speed.

Su Lang also realized the subtlety of Jia Lu's move, and the blade spun around rapidly.

Ding Ding Ding, Su Lang blocked all the guns of Jia Lu without danger, and then waved the knife with his right hand, and in an instant, seven knives were either slashed or chopped or swept away, each knife was fierce and powerful and quickly attacked Jia Lu.

The power of the Earth Demon Sword Technique was fully exerted in Su Lang's hands.

"What a strong knife. ”

"I don't know if Jaru will be able to stop this. ”

"Don't underestimate Jia Lu, you see that Ding Jian and Wan Sanbei have successfully won the opponent, as one of the trio, Jia Lu's strength will be worse? ”

"You all know that people are divided into groups, Su Lang who is with Fang Zixuan, how far can he go?"

Jaru's eyes widened, and the spear danced, either in a frame or in a block.

However, every time he blocked a knife, Jia Lu's body shook, and even the last two knives, Jia Lu had to take a step backwards to remove the power on Su Lang's blade.

This is not to say that Jia Lu's strength is weak, but that Su Lang's sword moves are really strong.

Seeing that Jia Lu actually blocked his proud move, Su Lang was also a little shocked in his heart, this quick robbery of one of the trio Jia Lu really deserved his reputation.

"You're right, Jia Lu's strength is indeed not bad, although he took a step back, he still blocked Su Lang's move, and he was unscathed. ”

However, one move was successful, and without waiting for Jia Lu to stand firm, Su Lang took a sharp step forward and swung his knife at Jia Lu again.

Jia Lu snorted, his body flashed, and the spirit spear swept away.

Su Lang greeted him with a sword.

With a ding, Jia Lu stabbed forward again.

Su Lang's right hand swung hard, deflecting Jia Lu's spirit spear, and then took advantage of the situation.

Jalu flashed, and the tip of Sulang's knife slashed across Jalu's afterimage.

In this way, the two fought back and forth for more than 30 rounds, Su Lang was fighting more and more bravely, and Jia Lu was also swimming against the current, although he was slightly at a disadvantage, but he did not let Su Lang take any big advantage, but once Su Lang broke through the defense line and left an innocuous scar on his chest.

"Senior Brother Fang, how long do you think Senior Brother Su will have to take down Jia Lu?" Jiang Yue'er asked.

"This Jia Lu does have his uniqueness, Su Lang wants to win Jia Lu, I am afraid that he will have to wait for about twenty more rounds, and when Su Lang's momentum accumulates to the peak, he can only tell the winner. Moreover, it can only wait until that time, and after that, it is estimated that the aura of the two will not last long. Fang Zixuan said.

"Oh, now Senior Brother Su is accumulating momentum?" Jiang Yue'er said.

"Well, I guess so. Fang Zixuan said.

Jia Lu on the competition platform also seemed to feel that Su Lang's knife was getting more and more fierce, but every time Jia Lu attacked, Su Lang was in a frightening way.

Twenty rounds later, Su Lang's sword momentum really accumulated to the peak, and every time he swung out, it was like lightning breaking through the air, forcing Jia Lu to keep retreating, and Jia Lu's tiger mouth had been shocked to the point of bleeding.

Seeing that Jia Lu was already in decline, Su Lang took a step forward and slashed at Jia Lu with the most powerful sword in the Earth Demon Knife Technique.

In the face of such a swift knife, Jia Lu gritted his teeth and raised his gun.

With a loud bang, Jia Lu bent his knees and knelt directly on the ground, and the spirit spear in his hand was almost unstable.

Su Lang made a successful move, and hurriedly swung his knife again, and several sword lights poured down like a waterfall above the nine heavens.

Jalu, who was kneeling on the ground, barely raised his gun to block it, but after three stabs, Jalu's hands softened, and then, the blade stopped an inch and a half in front of Jalu's forehead.