The appearance of the Warring States fell into the eyes of the others, and instantly caused an uproar among the sailors.

"The marshal stood up, he actually stood up, and sure enough, he deserved to be our marshal. "

"The willpower of the marshal is really beyond our imagination. "

"But the marshals have become like this, are they very capable of fighting Lunn?"

The sound of the crowd reaching Lunn's ears reached him, and he glanced at them with his head sideways, then turned his head to look at Sengoku.

Sengoku's state is really bad, and the blood that was wiped off from his mouth just now is flowing all over the corners of his mouth again.

The bright red liquid slid down his lips little by little, and soon all the clothes on his body were dyed red.

But now he doesn't realize it, or he knows that he is bleeding, but he is not in the mood to wipe it.

Now all he saw was the enemy standing in front of him, and in just a few moves, he had beaten him like this, and it seemed that he could not defeat the King of the Night.

How did he do it? What was that red glow? Could he just avoid that boundless red give himself a chance to struggle?

Many speculations surged in Sengoku's heart, and even though he knew that his chances of winning Lunn were really low, he was still unwilling to give up.

He was constantly trying to figure out a way, and he couldn't guarantee that if he experienced what happened just now, he wouldn't be crushed on the spot.

So he had to find a way to crack the attack of Lunn's red light.

Restraining the form of the Big Buddha, Warring States raised his hand and wiped his face, and the blood on his original hands was pasted on his face, which instantly made his appearance look even more terrifying.

But he didn't care at all, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he lowered his hand and ran forward with all his might.

Since you can't come up with a way to crack that red light for the time being, let's try to win with speed first!

He ran to Lun En with all his might, and a Buddha light quickly appeared in front of him, and the huge Buddha body suddenly appeared.

Buddha's foot bent and quickly straightened, and kicked hard at Lunn's body.

Lunn didn't even blink an eye, and just dodged to the side, dodging his feet.

Then his arm was raised and pressed down fiercely, and a black light emanated along his arm, turning into a thousand forces and pressing towards Sengoku's feet.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sengoku quickly withdrew his feet, and then jumped to the side, avoiding the black light.

It's just that his movements are still a little slower, and the speed at which the black light swept over was rapid, and the fierce wind blew on his legs, and suddenly his legs were blown out of a bloody mark.

A strong pain came from the front of the calf, and when I returned from the battle, my center of gravity was already a little unstable when I stepped on the ground.

He looked down and saw that the blood on his feet was deep and boneless, and he didn't have the slightest hint that if Lunn had added two more points, his legs would have been as good as his hands on the spot

But now his leg was no different from being cut off, and he could feel it when he moved slightly, and a heart-piercing pain spread down his calf and spread all over his body.

Lunn noticed his movements, and shifted his eyes to his lap as well, blood pouring out of the blood.

Just looking at him, you can imagine how strong the pain is, but even so, Sengoku still hasn't fallen.

This made him once again have a trace of appreciation for the Warring States, and he no longer took the initiative to move against the Warring States, but stood in place and waited.

He wanted to take a look, he had already been injured like this, what kind of means did Sengoku still have, and would he give up fighting against himself?

The intense pain forced Sengoku to pause his offensive first, and he stood still for a moment to ease.

It wasn't until he felt the pain dissipate a little that he bent down and pressed his hand against the wound.

His hand squeezed hard into the skin above the wound, allowing more blood to flow through it, washing away some of the dirt that was sticking to the wound.

It also made all the black liquid in the blood flow out, and after missing the black liquid, he really felt that his legs felt much better.

Knowing that he still has a tough battle to fight next, Sengoku will no longer continue to waste time.

He jumped up and used all his strength to stimulate the energy in his body, gathering the intense energy together into a golden light.

The golden light condensed in his palm, and together with his golden body Buddha, the light was so dazzling that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

He could feel that his body was about to be unable to support it, but as long as he had the slightest opportunity, he was unwilling to give up.

The golden light slowly solidified in his palm, and finally turned into a round ball.

Before he could touch the ball, Lunn felt the powerful energy coming from the ball.

If it were anyone else and was hit by a ball like this, I was afraid that if I didn't die, I would lose half my life.

But Lunn was not afraid at all, he looked at the big golden ball in the hand of the Warring States, and hooked the corners of his mouth with interest.

"I can't imagine that you can still gather such a powerful power until now. It was really unexpected.

Zhan Guo didn't answer Lunn's words, he held the golden ball in the palm of his hand, and then stepped on the ground on his toes, and the whole person jumped into the air.

Throwing the golden ball onto Lunn's body from top to bottom, the energy of the ball exploded, causing the ground to shake before it landed.

A lot of sand was detonated by the ball in an instant, and with a loud bang, the land around Lunn was almost blasted out of several large craters.

The dirt leapt up from the ground and smashed into Lunn's body.

Lunn didn't even look at it, his wrist trembled slightly, and a pure white light appeared in his palm.

In the next second, the dirt seemed to be shrouded in something, and it slowly pressed down, and then quickly fell to the ground.

The dirt, which originally seemed to be very aggressive, lost its aggressiveness completely.

And the big golden ball that caused the explosion on the ground was still staring at Lunn not far away with the control of the Warring States.

The energy on the big ball still didn't decrease at all, and he directly fused his golden Buddha bullets together.

The power of many Buddha bullets was gathered to create a Buddha ball with more powerful energy and more difficult to control.

The interest in Lunn's eyes was even stronger, no wonder Sengoku could become a marshal.

This kind of strong willpower, as well as the ability to adapt on the spot, is really not comparable to others. _

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