Doomsday Sanctuary

The fierce battle on the battlefield looks silly to everyone!

These two women were so strong, their swordsmanship was so fast that they could hardly see the sword, only saw the sword light flashing, and the strong sword aura shot.

On the field, only some strong men could clearly see the two fighting. Ordinary people only saw two figures flashing back and forth on the battlefield, like two phantoms.

Even Zheng Guohua and Shen Borong were not as calm as they were before. Instead, they watched the two fighting attentively, not even blinking, for fear that they might miss every highlight.

To say that only Di Ping can see the most clearly, he can't help but nod secretly, Xing Ziyi is quite good, his strength has almost reached the top level of Tier 2, and it seems that he can break through Tier 3 in less than three months. Extremely solid.

It is conceivable that the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs has invested a lot of money, and the electric light sword technique she uses is absolutely the best technique.

It seems that the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs has already digested the gains it had previously gained from its childhood!

This set of exercises did not flow from him, it was only the exercises of the Xuanxingzong in the small world of Tianmen Mountain in Kyoto!

"City Lord, confirmed that this Xing Ziyi is Xing Zida's compatriot sister!"

At this moment, Liu Bingyu opened the door and walked in and said to Di Ping.

"Okay!" Di Ping said with a wry smile on his face: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to get people. This Xing Ziyi is afraid that the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs will not be willing to let go. This little training will make you a Tier 3 master!"

"No! City Lord, I think you are tempted, right?"

Liu Bingyu leaned against Di Ping and brought his face closer to him with a smile.

Di Ping opened her pretty face unhappily and said, "You have ambiguities. I am interested in her aptitude. Why do you feel crooked after you say it?"

"Oh... it's crooked! I'm just talking about aptitude! Lord City Lord, what do you think? I think you want to crooked, right?" Liu Bingyu said with a smirk.

"Okay! You just raked in it!"

Di Ping said in a bad mood.

Liu Bingyu quietly approached Di Ping's ear and whispered, "I'm really not excited, I'm still going to make arrangements for you!"

"Go.... You are in this mess!"

Di Ping suddenly shook his spirits and opened Liu Bingyu's face that was close to his ears a little bit more angry, and his hot breath made him feel unhappy.

Ava stood behind the two, watching their intimacy movements, her pretty face flushed, and she quietly turned to look aside.

"Don't mess around...it's time to divide the winner!"

What else Liu Bingyu had to say, Di Ping suddenly said seriously.

Liu Bingyu hurriedly looked at the battlefield. At this time, the two were playing lively. She looked at Di Ping with some doubts, thinking that he was deliberately changing the subject.

However, Di Ping did not change the subject, and the battlefield changed in an instant.

"The ninth style of Gale Swordsmanship, Gale Rage!"

Suddenly, Lan Ruoyu's swordsmanship changed again, his moves became even more violent, as quickly as a violent raging horn, the sword light flashed all over the sky, forming a violent wind, sending out gusts of wind whistling toward Xing Ziyi.

"Electric Light Sword Technique: Extreme Light Rain!"

Xing Ziyi also snorted, and the cyan long sword in his hand turned into thousands of aurora, the extreme of illusion, like the colorful aurora in the sky, falling towards Lan Ruoyu.

boom! There was a burst of thunder in the sky, and countless electric lights flew around like a goddess scattered flowers.

As the lightning collapsed, the two figures broke apart. They both fell into a breathless breath. Their beautiful nose **** quickly, and the sweat on their foreheads is even more fragrant. The blood on the top of their heads evaporates like mist, curling up straight up, like Wolf smoke.

The armors on the two of them were covered with sword marks, criss-crossed one after another, like wolf teeth. I don't know how many swords there are.

"Who wins!"

There was a sound of inquiries on the audience stage, but there was no reason at this time, and most people looked at the two of them.

"You...very strong!"

Lan Ruoyu gasped and looked at Xing Ziyi.

"You... are also... strong!"

Xing Ziyi also gasped.

"One move determines the outcome!"

Lan Ruoyu said.

"can!"

Xing Ziyi's eyes flashed with a firm expression.

In the next moment, the breathing of the two of them gradually subsided, and their bodies became relaxed, but their eyes were sharper and their momentum became stronger and stronger. The sword in their hands trembled quickly, and they sang joyfully, like a phoenix and a dragon. .

At this time, the audience calmed down again, and the atmosphere was as solemn as clouds.