The wonderful life of a supernatural master

Chapter 5791 The Sword
no rest?
When Qingqing heard this, she was taken aback for a moment, and then a worried expression appeared on her face.

She also understood what it meant to have no rest.

This means that the next round will start immediately after the other players have finished the game. If she is lucky enough to draw a narrowly defeated and seriously injured opponent in the next draw, then she can still easily win the game.

But if, she is unlucky and draws a powerful one, then...she will be in trouble!

"You ungrateful woman, I curse you for getting the lottery." Others also understood what Fu Lingxi's words meant, and Lingyou even cast a curse directly in her heart.

The match between Tang Yu and his opponent was in the fourth game.

This city competition is indeed the top competition in the entire extremely cold region, especially this city competition, because of Fu Lingxi's modification of the rules of the competition, it can be said that this competition is also the most competitive competition in the entire extremely cold region. , the most powerful representative game.

Among the thirty people, except for a small number of people, they were lucky enough to qualify for the fourth round, such as Qingqing and Lingyou. The rest, it can be said, are the top combatants in each city.

It can be seen that Liu Fan, the number one city, the city lord of Xuehan City, does not have the qualifications and strength to enter the fourth round of the competition. It may be said that his luck is not good, but if we really want to talk about it, we have to say that it is him The strength is not enough.

In the first three rounds of the competition, it can be said that they played inextricably. It is said that there is no rest time, but in fact, after each round of competition, the people who are at the top of the competition will enjoy the more happiness, because every game, Almost always at least half an hour, at most two hours, after such a long time, for the first person to compete, even a miserable victory is enough to restore the body to its peak state.

After spending nearly two and a half hours in the first three games, it was finally Tang Yu's turn to play.

The moment Tang Yu came on stage, there was a series of cheers and screams from the stands.

Everyone in the stands has seen the domineering scene of Tang Yu's domineering move to kill a team member just now. Although the first three games were quite fierce, they hope to see more, flesh and blood The flying, extremely cruel scene, they felt that they could see such a scene from Tang Yu's game.

Naturally, after Tang Yu played, these people were naturally excited.

Of course, Shu Shuirou and the other women were also quite excited, especially when they heard the cheers from the people around them, they seemed to be cheering for them, their faces flushed with excitement, and they looked extraordinarily charming. With one glance, he wanted to pounce on it and eat it in one bite.

The people in the stands were delighted to see Tang Yu's appearance.

But Tang Yu's opponent was a little bit about to cry.

His face was full of horror.

Speaking of which, this person is also unlucky.

He and the person killed by Tang Yu are considered enemies, and they both say that the person who knows him best is his enemy.

Therefore, this person knows quite well about the guy who was killed by Tang Yu.

Now that he understands so clearly, of course he also understands one thing, his strength is not the opponent of the person killed by Tang Yu.

That guy was killed so lightly by Tang Yu, let alone him!
Suspended above the pitted playing field, this middle-aged man with a drooping face and a desperate expression looked at Tang Yu, who was full of energy, and he really wanted to ask: I don’t know if I can surrender.

But in this case, he still didn't dare to ask in the end. In fact, he still wanted face too much, and felt that even death was not as important as face.

"Let's start!" Fu Lingxi gave an order, and Tang Yu launched an attack directly.

He wants a quick fix!

no way!
Tang Yu has already seen despair in the eyes of his opponent, so Tang Yu does not expect at all that his opponent can bring him a little "surprise". Instead of wasting time, it is better to solve it as soon as possible!

"Boom!"

A giant palm slapped directly at the desperate middle-aged man.

Tang Yu's whole body erupted with a terrifying breath, and his blood was surging. The moment he slapped the giant palm, he swept in all directions, ready to launch a second attack again, so that the desperate middle-aged man had no chance to react , was directly killed by himself.

Perhaps it was the fear of dying that made this desperate middle-aged man finally erupt and fight desperately.

A long sword exuding a terrifying aura appeared in front of him instantly.

Everyone in the stands was instantly attracted by the long sword, feeling extremely depressed in their hearts, as if the sky was about to fall, and felt a little palpitation.

"Is this the sword of Xingyao?"

"With such a terrifying long sword, in the entire extremely cold region, there should be only the sword of Xingyao!"

"I think so too!"

In the stands, countless noisy discussions sounded for a while.

Most of the people had terrified expressions on their faces. They felt that this long sword exuding a terrifying aura should be the legendary Xingyao Sword.

Knowing the situation, Liu Fan, Shu Shuirou and the others heard the shocked comments from the people around them, and they couldn't help thinking in their hearts: Even such a long sword can be regarded as the sword of Xingyao by you, you are really blind Your dog eyes.Hehe, it's a lot of fun now, the real Xingyao Sword, and the fake Xingyao Sword... Haha!
The long sword of the desperate middle-aged man did burst out with a not weak breath, but that was only in the stands. From the perspective of those uninformed people, in Tang Yu's view, although the breath of this long sword was terrifying, it was nothing more than that. Grinning, without any intention of taking out the real Xingyao sword, he punched it suddenly and bombarded it out.

This punch was so fierce that it made people feel extremely chilling.

It was no weaker than the terrifying long sword of the desperate middle-aged man. The people in the stands were immediately dumbfounded. They also began to wonder, is this long sword really the sword of Xingyao?Why does it feel like Tang Yu's punch?
Could it be that Tang Yu's strength is too strong?
"Bang!"

Tang Yu's fist slammed into the long sword of the desperate middle-aged man, and there was a burst of metal screaming.

"what!"

"See Yuehen Mountain!"

The desperate middle-aged man gritted his teeth and drank furiously. His whole body was filled with qi and blood, and his endless qi rushed towards Feijian.

"Dong dong!"

Feijian suddenly beat like a human heart, and according to a certain frequency, layers of ripples spread out and hit Tang Yu's body, which made Tang Yu feel a little uncomfortable.

"boom!"

At this moment, Tang Yu felt his fist hit the flying sword, a sudden pain, a huge force, instantly recoiled from the long sword, and bombarded him, he had no time to react, and his body flew upside down go out.

"Shh!"

The moment Tang Yu flew out, the light of the long sword flashed, covering a radius of tens of thousands of meters. In the light, a rolling mountain was vaguely seen. This mountain seemed to be a violent beast with a bloody mouth and a fierce Chased towards Tang Yu.

Tang Yu is flying in mid-air at this moment, and he shouldn't have the energy to resist at all.

The people in the stands couldn't help but sweat for it!

"Consonance Fist, Consonance Zongyi Fist!"

But if Tang Yu is just like this, then he is really not Tang Yu.

I saw his feet suddenly pointing in the air, there seemed to be an invisible obstacle in the void, the body that made him fly backwards quickly stopped instantly, and then rushed towards the long sword again at a more ferocious speed.

At the same time, a destructive explosion resounded, and countless fist shadows struck the desperate middle-aged man from all directions.

(End of this chapter)