A snow-colored ball of light exploded in Luo Xiao's pupils, and the trembling strips of light and shadow were sometimes bright and sometimes faint, reflecting the bronze mask.

Luo Xiao stood in a very inconspicuous corner and was silently paying attention to the battle. When the light ball exploded and the figure was two points, Luo Xiao's mouth slightly raised. He believed that Mukler must be depressed and dying.

Muckle was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. He suddenly launched an attack without waiting for the order to start a war, just to make Cheng Feilong do not have time to avoid it and fight him head-on.

Tomahawks are heavy weapons, while the opponent's arc-shaped sword is long and thin, which is a typical light weapon. Under violent impact, even if there is power protection, the weapon itself will withstand strong impacts and is easily broken. Mukler used to rely on such a strength advantage, and often smashed the opponent's weapons and people into pieces in one encounter.

However, Muklewan did not expect that the result of his violent raid was that his opponent's sword and humans were fine, but his battle axe burst into a gap that was thick with his fingers.

Mukler's face was solemn. The blessing of this spiritual weapon on combat power was almost as good as the transforming of the warrior's qi and blood. This battle might not be easy to fight.

Cheng Feilong was full of fighting spirit, pulled off the red cloak, held a long sword, raised it high, pointed to the tip of the knife, and suddenly jumped up, just like a flying dragon in the sky, and the sword light slashed down.

Puffy! A cluster of white lights exploded, and sometimes there may be a collision of gold and iron as dense as rain.

The ordinary people standing close to the audience were buzzing their ears, and they looked at each other in shock.

Boom! A huge ball of light burst, and the figure suddenly became clear.

Cheng Feilong slid backward like a stone knocked away by a stick, and stopped retreating, stabbing the ground with a long knife. Mars splashed everywhere. The tip of the knife drew a deep knife mark on the hard rock surface of the Wudou Platform, so it almost stopped three feet away from the edge of the platform.

The rules of the fight platform are to be held responsible for the landing.

"Brother--" Cheng Feifeng in the audience blurted out, but just shouted halfway and hurriedly covered her mouth. The ring fight was in an instant, and she must not distract her brother at this time.

When Cheng Feilong heard this, he smiled confidently in the direction where his younger sister was.

Mukler's face was completely different, very ugly, and the battle axe in his hand was even more ugly. Not only were there seven or eight gaps on the half-moon axe blade, but even the thick axe surface was covered with knife marks. The original powerful battle axe looked like a broken copper and iron just found in the arsenal.

And this is not the worst. The violent attack and defense just now consumed at least 30% of Mukler's energy. However, his opponent used the natural defense-breaking performance of the spiritual weapon, and almost no loss... This would definitely not work!

Mukler weighed the axe, squinted his eyes, and hooked his finger at Cheng Feilong.

Before he could put down his hand, Cheng Feilong's body seemed to be ejected by a stone tool, and it was swept in front of him with a strong wind. The tip of the knife flashed with cross stars and stabbed straight into his chest.

Mukler blocked his wide axe face across his chest. This response was very correct, but strangely, he did not stimulate the energy.

What is the result of a violent collision between the steel axe without Yuanli? The next moment, the Yum Knife penetrates the axe surface like a wooden board.

Mukler laughed wildly, twisted the battle axe, bit the Yum Sword tightly, and then threw it out fiercely - he would rather not have weapons than make Cheng Feilong lose his weapon.

Mukler's power was far above Cheng Feilong. With this blow, Cheng Feilong's hands were painful and could no longer control them. The long sword flew out of his hand.

But just as he was taking off his hand, Cheng Feilong suddenly wiped his palm, pulled out a thin sword from the end of the hilt of the knife, rubbed his body and approached it, and stabbed Mukler's big mouth with a sword...

"Okay!" A group of geniuses from the Heshuo Battle Team below the stage, and everyone was waiting to see the sword break out of their minds.

Puff! The tip of the sword was penetrated, but it was not a broken head, but a broken face. Mukler leaned his head in time, and the sword tip came out from his right cheek, and blood came out.

Before Cheng Feilong could turn his wrist and cut it across, Mukler bit the sword tightly, and at the same time, his two arms as thick as his thighs were spread out, tying Cheng Feilong's arms and body together, and picked them up from the ground, and his arms kept tightening like noose.

Cheng Feilong's bones slammed, his forehead was bulging, and his neck was covered with red blood.

"Drink!" Cheng Feilong roared briefly, and a circle of light-film-like Yuan power shield was shaking and stretched open.

Mukler also let out a violent roar, Yuanli thrust, his arms tightened, and with a crisp sound, Yuanli shield shattered and dissipated.

As soon as the Yuanli shield was broken, the sound of banging sounded again.

After suffering from the backlash of Yuanli in pain, Cheng Feilong used the Yuanli shield again, but was soon squeezed out by Mukler.

So an astonishing situation appeared on the Wutou platform. Every few breaths, Cheng Feilong's Yuanli shield surged out, but as soon as it appeared, it was immediately squeezed out by Mukler. In this case, Cheng Feilong's Yuanli lost a huge amount of loss and sweated heavily.

Mukler was also not much better. He was like a cooked prawn, his whole body was red, the heat was steaming, and his hair was soaked with snakes, and strands were stuck to his head and face. The core in his dantian shrank sharply and was almost at the critical point.

As Mukler repeatedly squeezed, Cheng Feilong's Yuanli was no longer able to release the Yuanli shield, and could only rely on his main defense to support him. Fortunately, he received the century-old flesh spirit stone given by Luo Xiao yesterday, and after refining, he added 30% of the defense. Otherwise, I really don't know if he could withstand it. Now Cheng Feilong only hopes that Mukler will exhaust his Yuanli first, so there is still a glimmer of hope for victory.

Muckler thought so too.

So on the fighting stage, apart from Mukler's roar, the squeaking muscles and bones were creaking. You can see Mukler's arms swelling a circle, and the color was abnormally purple. Cheng Feilong's mouth and nose kept bleeding, and even his eyes were covered in blood...

"Brother..." Cheng Feifeng's face was filled with tears, her whole body was chilling, and she was about to fall down, relying on Tang Shuangyue's support.

"Stand up! Still up!"

Sun Tengfei, Xu Ziyuan, Lei Hao, Ji Ping, Ouyang Han, Hong Sheng and others kept shouting and cheering.

"Still hold on! Tule people are almost out of reach!"

Shengjing Tianjiao Battle Team, Jingji Tianjiao Battle Team, Donghe Tianjiao Battle Team... Almost all the geniuses in the battle team are encouraging Cheng Feilong.

Luo Xiao did not shout, but just stared at Cheng Feilong on the stage and murmured: "Brother Cheng, I know, you can do it."

Looking at the two men fighting bloody battles on the military fighting stage, Shang Yunfeng on the referee's seat couldn't help but say to the referee Yinlang, who was the Turin side: "The two sides have fought hard and have become a deadlock. How about the harmony?"

Silver Wolf was silent for a moment and nodded slowly: "Okay, let's settle."

However, before Shang Yunfeng could stop, a sudden change occurred on the field.

Mukler shook his head suddenly, the snake braided mist exploded, and his hair was raised like iron, and he thrust hard towards Cheng Feilong's face, especially his eyes.

This trick again!

Cheng Feifeng in the audience could no longer control herself and screamed.

However, just as Mukler twisted his head and shook his braid, Cheng Feilong's eyes widened, his cheeks bulged, and he spit out a blood arrow.

This blood arrow not only has blood, but also has a faint white glow, and is also milky white in color. It is different from ordinary Yuan power, which is the power of the original source of the Yuan core.

The target of Yuanli Blood Arrow is Mukler's eyes!

Mukler was shocked and lowered his head. Because he twisted his neck too quickly, his tendons were sprained. His braid, like an iron broom, was mostly swept away due to deformation of his movements.

Yuanli blood arrow shot apart his braids and shot Mukler's left eyebrow bow hard. Amid Mukler's howl like a wounded beast, his entire left eye socket was blown to pieces, and his bones were splattered everywhere, which was a terrible sight.

Mukler was in severe pain, afraid that Cheng Feilong would have another blood arrow, so he swung his arms hard, throwing Cheng Feilong out like a sandbag, and rolling to the edge of the martial arts battle.
Chapter completed!