The Legend of Douba Resurrection

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Wang Chen's violent offensive finally made Mu Qingluan restrain the smile on his face, and gradually became more serious.

"Wind cut!"

Mu Qingluan took a step back slightly, turned around Yunjian, and the slender long sword also drew a graceful arc and smashed towards the black light that filled the sky.

There was a strong gust of wind in Mu Qingluan's sword, and one sword was faster than the other.

"Woooooo!"

From time to time, there was a strange howling sound. The louder the wind caused by the long sword, the greater the power of the fighting skills.

Gradually, the sword light and strength from the sword body gradually spread, Wang Chen only felt that the sword energy was compelling, and the sense of splitting brought by the strong wind on the skin became stronger and stronger, so he could only fight for a while retreat.

As Wang Chen retreated more and more, and his movements gradually deformed, a flaw finally appeared in the impenetrable offensive.

Mu Qingluan, who was bright in the eyes, lunged forward, and the long sword got out of the gap, and stabbed Wang Chen who was holding two daggers.

"Clang! Clang!"

The tip of the sword touched the two daggers like lightning, and knocked the daggers out of Wang Chen's hand in an instant.

"Oops!"

Surprised, Wang Chen raised his fighting spirit and rushed towards the dagger in the air, but how could Mu Qingluan make him do what he wished, his figure like a flower butterfly dexterously raised his knee and stabbed straight.

"call out!"

Like a falling meteor, the long sword slammed towards Wang Chen's chest with a "swoosh".

In desperation, Wang Chen had no choice but to break his wrists and abandon the pair of weapons, and use his standing method to avoid the attack range of Mu Qingluan's long sword.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Wang Chen, your weapons are gone, how can you still fight me?"

Mu Qingluan lightly held the slender long sword, pointing the tip at the ground.

"My Huangquan Pavilion doesn't just attack with daggers."

Wang Chen, who fell into the distance, smiled sadly.

"Corpse Eater!"

Wang Chen loosened his right fist, and it instantly turned into a palm, with countless black lights lingering on it.

In the blink of an eye, the palm of the hand rapidly changed into a shockingly dark color.

"Just ask you to taste my corpse eater!"

Covered in black mist, Wang Chen raised his dark right palm, and slapped Mu Qingluan with a pungent and strong corrosive wind.

"I don't like it, you'd better keep it for yourself."

Mu Qingluan twirled her forearm and shouted in a low voice: "The wind dazzles the dance!"

"Buzz!"

The space energy in front of Mu Qingluan burst out, dozens of huge dark cyan wind blades condensed out rapidly, and then entangled with each other, a dark cyan tornado composed of countless wind blades formally formed.

"go with!"

As Mu Qingluan sent his long sword forward, the dark blue tornado seemed to activate an invisible switch, and the rapidly spinning eye of the tornado came towards Wang Chen with a violent momentum that could tear everything apart!

"Corpse Eater!"

Covered by the gust of wind, Wang Chen raised his palm and slapped the dark blue tornado, and the dark fighting spirit as black as ink quickly burst out from his body.

The tornado, whose action was suddenly blocked, lagged slightly, and immediately erupted with a stronger twisting force.

"boom!"

Pieces of broken wind blades scattered to every corner of the square, even some silver giant trees on the edge of the square also suffered under this attack, and the silver giant trees cut into countless pieces by the wind blades collapsed one after another.

"Damn it! What bad luck!"

Several figures shook their dou qi wings and quickly separated from these silver giant trees, and quickly retreated violently.

"Oh!"

A figure flew out of the eye of the wind in a bit of embarrassment. After a stagger, Wang Chen barely stood still on the ground.

"Mu Qingluan, you are fine, you are fine!"

Wang Chen, whose clothes were torn apart by the wind blade, suddenly laughed back in anger.

"Of course I'm fine, but you seem to be in a bad state. You can see that your blood vessels are about to burst."

Mu Qingluan tapped Wang Chen's face with his long sword and said.

"It's all about tongue, I'll let you know how cruel it is!"

The ashen-faced Wang Chen said angrily.

Mu Qingluan looks cute and cute, but Wang Chen has never won a fight with her, and he is very sinister.

"Yellow Spring Blood Battle!"