Four magic weapons are four magic weapons! Even with the experience of the ups and downs of the world outside the hall, even with their deep pupils of seeing the world, it is hard to forget today's battle, especially the even-matched tension and the endless grudges that made them feel expectant. Suspense arose, and they also gave up rushing to find other treasures. They just focused on looking inside the hall, like a group of people watching the excitement, from time to time, chatting about how inappropriate this attack, and how smart it was to show their weakness to the enemy.

"Okay, stop giving up those useless harsh words. If you want to do it, please give me some advice! I don't have the patience to continue to waste time with you!" As Long Junchen finished speaking a little arrogantly, Jing Tian's cold face showed a hint of sarcasm, and he groaned, "Overbial power!"

Then, an unparalleled aura emanated from the Black Dragon Demon Sphur. The strong wind made some weak people outside the hall mobilize energy to resist. Some even felt that breathing was difficult, and everyone's nerves suddenly tense up.

?A black tide-like energy merged into the Black Dragon Demon Slayer. The dragon-shaped pattern on the halberd began to buzz wildly, and the halberd body suddenly increased a little as its energy was filled. The sharp blade waved casually, and even the surrounding air was crushed into nothingness. The black light flashed, but the energy ripples brought out lingered in the space for a long time, emitting an incomparable energy pressure.

Long Junchen faced the pressure of the Black Dragon Demon Sphur like a tide, his expression did not change at all. He smiled calmly and indifferently. The blood-causing crystal stone in his body surged wildly, and red light sprayed out, instantly wrapped around Long Junchen's whole body. The low sound of thousands of beasts and the roaring roared out, gushing out from the blood-red ball at the top of the Demon Dragon's Falcon. Facing Jingtian, Long Junchen had to do his best from the beginning and face this guy with a twelve-point attitude.

Long Junchen raised his eyes, and the dragon-patterned bloodline in his body was running wildly like a high-temperature burning furnace. The originally cold temperature between heaven and earth suddenly rose. Behind Long Junchen, a phantom of the blood dragon was outlined with the ancient dragon roar, with the ancient dragon roar. When the second leader of the Eternal Hunting Sheep tribe saw the blood dragon, Yang Kunlun, the whole body was stagnant, and his eyes showed a hint of fascination. The people under his command also thought to himself. Looking at the blood dragon, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he said in his heart that the second leader was indeed wise!!

Suddenly, Long Junchen shouted loudly, and then turned into a blood shadow. He dragged the Demon Dragon Fallen, which emitted a blood-red breath in his hand, and shot towards the standing and motionless Jingtian with an unparalleled bloody aura.

?The distance between the two of them was dozens of meters, and in the blink of an eye, the blood shadows with blood-red afterimages, and the suppressed fighting spirit finally broke out completely at this moment.

? Jingtian faced the blood-red figure that rushed towards him, his eyes narrowed, his face as deep as water, and a horse stance sinks into the center of gravity. The black dragon's devil halberd was in front of him, with two rays of light and shadows, like a meteorite colliding. "Boom!!" The Demon Dragon's Fall pierced the sky like a red lightning, and hit Jingtian, which was still as motionless as a mountain, with a blow.

? Jing Tian looked at the approaching Demon Dragon Fallen Demon Salvation with indifferent eyes, and suddenly withdrew the Black Dragon Demon Salvation. His left foot forced his way to avoid the aura lock and took a step to the left. Although this was just one step, the step that could take under the full fighting spirit of Long Junchen would inevitably bear the pressure of tens of millions of pounds. However, Jing Tian seemed to be fine. The Demon Dragon Fallen Descent fell down with a bang, and it was extremely thrillingly passed through Jing Tian's shoulder and smashed it hard on the ground of the hall. A small pit half a foot was revealed in the smoke of gunpowder. The bloody light and shadow crushed the gravel on the ground into powder.

The attack failed. Long Junchen thought to himself that something was wrong. He was about to pull away and picked up the Demon Dragon Falcon and swept it right. Unexpectedly, Jing Tian's right foot was behind, and his left hand suddenly bent, and the black energy wrapped around his left hand. His fist turned into a palm, his palm turned into claws, and his left foot exerted force. The claws of his left hand suddenly slammed out. The powerful force surged out, slapped Long Junchen's body, which was originally about to change the attack immediately. Long Junchen's figure was also stagnant. After this moment of stagnation, Jing Tian smiled, flipped his right hand, and the Black Dragon Falcon Demon Salcon passed a white mark on the ground, and then he raised his right hand up. The Black Dragon Falcon Demon Salcon and stabbed Long Junchen's chest fiercely.

However, the moment Long Junchen's Demon Dragon Fall was blocked, he reacted. After all, he had been practicing in Dragon Walker for many years, Long Junchen has extremely rich practical skills. These practical skills immediately emerged in Long Junchen's mind like slides. The Black Dragon Demon Slayer is a heavy weapon after all. Although it is powerful, its shortcomings are obvious and too bulky!

Long Junchen thought of this and his body changed rapidly. He shrank his right leg back and cleverly moved his right shoulder to easily avoid the Black Dragon Demon Slayer. What Long Junchen did not expect was that the terrifying black overflowing aura still left three white marks on Long Junchen's shoulder. Long Junchen did not care about the pain coming from his shoulder. He groaned, then clenched his five fingers, and blood-red energy wrapped his fist. He shouted, his right arm was quickly poked out, and his right fist suddenly swung, and then he hit the black Dragon Demon Slayer's halberd.

?"boom!!!"

?The red fist wind collided with the Black Dragon Demon Sphur fiercely, and a ripple of energy that almost made the space be torn apart spread out, slightly shaking up the stone steps of the hall.

? Feeling the domineering power coming from the Black Dragon Demon Sphur, Long Junchen felt sweet in his mouth, his arms sore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He could feel a black dragon in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness that was roaring at him. Long Junchen's body trembled violently, and his feet quickly retreated two steps. Every time he retreated, a crack appeared on the ground due to the powerful force. After several steps in succession, Long Junchen stomped a step hard, and the hard stone slab at the foot was directly shattered. Only then did he finally remove the power on the Black Dragon Demon Sphur in Jingtian and stabilize his body.

? On the other hand, Jing Tian only took a small step back under such a collision. In such a head-on battle, Jing Tian was indeed better. After all, Long Junchen and Jing Tian were in a different way. However, this little difference in strength did not only give Long Junchen a sense of frustration, but instead aroused his more belligerent desire to win. Long Junchen took a deep breath and looked at Jing Tian, ​​who was still as plain as water. Long Junchen's hand holding the Demon Dragon's Fall slightly tightened, and the Han eyebrows were raised together, and a touch of solemnity surged on his face...
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