Bring your opponent down to your own level, and then use your rich experience to defeat him.

After all, Tuoba Bai is the queen of a famous family, and her internal strength cannot be underestimated. Although the two of them were rolling on the ground, the true energy in their bodies was flowing, and they used their best internal strength to use the most despicable moves. The situation was still extremely dangerous, and it was slightly uncomfortable.

If you are careful, you may end up losing your descendants.

Finally, the two people's limbs were entangled, and they were in a balanced position that restricted each other.

"Let go."

"Let go first!"

"This game is considered a draw. We win two out of three games."

"good!"

"I'll count to three and let go together."

"one two three……"

"one two three!"

After counting three times in a row, the two still refused to take the lead in withdrawing their power.

"You have too many tricks up your sleeves, I can't trust you!"

“Each other!”

After another moment of stalemate, Fan Xiaodao got drunk and spat in Tuoba Bai's face. Tuoba Bai felt disgusted by the smell, so they let go.

Everyone said: "This battle is considered a draw."

Tuoba Bai was very concerned about his image. At this moment, his white clothes were covered with dirt and contaminated with the food and wine he spit out. He was so angry that he said: "Okay, okay! I just learned your boxing and kicking skills, and it was indeed amazing. Next, I will teach you how to do it."

If you can catch my three moves, no, three hundred moves, you will win!"

He was afraid that Fan Xiaodao would use some cunning tactics, so he didn't dare to say harsh words.

Bang!

The long sword came out of its sheath.

Tuoba Bai activated his sword energy, and under the moonlight, there was a faint luster on the long sword.

He regained his composure and said calmly: "This sword is called Kuang Lang No. 2. It was forged by my master from the 999 swords in the sword tomb. My master once said that after drinking the blood of a hundred people, this sword will

There is the soul of the sword, Fan Xiaodao, you have to be careful."

Fan Xiaodao asked, "How many people's blood have you drunk so far?"

"Ninety-nine people."

Fan Xiaodao looked shocked, "You killed ninety-nine people?"
Chapter completed!