Three Hundred and Seventy-Four You Lost, I Won...

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As the dagger in his hand approached, the unease in Bing Ling's heart suddenly turned into reality!

Just when the dagger was only one centimeter away from sticking to his hand, Wu Yan finally moved again!

He didn't take any surprising countermeasures, and he didn't use any means that once again exceeded everyone's expectations. Wu Yan just gently released the 'Zhi Dian Zhan' in his hand and let it fall on the ground. On the ground, there was a crisp 'ding dong' sound, making countless people stunned.

what is this? Without the blessing of the weapon that can use fire, does this battle need to continue? Is there any way for Wuyan to defeat Bing Ling?

However, Mikoto laughed when everyone was thinking like this, because the electromagnetic field of her 'electric shocker' ability suddenly fluctuated at this moment...

There was a hint of hesitation on Bing Ling's face, and he didn't seem to understand why Wuyan would give up the military uniform that restrained him. With the expression of Wuyan in his heart, he shouldn't be such an unwise person...

However, at this time, it took less than a second to stab the opponent's hand, and Bing Ling couldn't bear to think too much, so Bing Ling's face froze, and the dagger in his hand was suddenly enveloped by an ice-blue aura. , a trace of cold air wrapped around the dagger, and a cold wind suddenly flourished!

"Ice Dagger!"

The cold shout that contained a sense of oppression came out, and Bing Ling's double daggers trembled strangely and rapidly. And with the shaking of the double daggers, the traces of cold air entwined on it burst out like a spirituality, converging into a long ice dagger, which is the 'ice dagger' combat skill that Ice Surface once used!

However, obviously, what Bing Ling did did not make Wuyan panic a little bit. Suddenly, Wuyan's whole body was shaken, and a rush of electric sound exploded. at the same time. A blue-white current rushed out of his body, covering his entire body!

As his body is covered with electric current, outside his speechless body. Rapidly flickering electric currents interweave and strike. In a blink of an eye. Above the blue-white current, there was actually a temperature that was not under the red lotus flame!

Electricity can also generate heat!

"laugh…"

The long ice dagger slammed heavily on the lightning. But it was like an ice cube met boiling water, and the sound of 'chichi' continued to sound,

Then, the 'ice dagger', which was enough to pierce the boulder, was reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, two original daggers appeared, and their power was naturally gone!

Bing Ling's pupils shrank, looking at the thunder and lightning on Wu Yan's body, he almost forgot that Wu Yan used the ability of thunder and lightning on the competitive tower!

Looking at the dagger's distance from Wu Yan's body, there was not much distance left, a look of unwillingness flashed in Bing Ling's eyes, and the fighting spirit suddenly surged out. The thorn on the silent body!

However, the stabbing of the dagger, in exchange, was two crisp golden and iron symphony sounds, which made Bing Ling's heart shrink, and an unbelievable look appeared on his face.

Because, in front of the dagger, are two iron sand swords that suddenly flashed out from the silent side!

At this time, Bing Ling finally discovered that his 'frozen wind' had been eliminated by the fire of the red lotus!

In other words, the 'Treasure of the King', to be precise, should be the sword of iron sand, which can also be used!

It has to be said that Bing Ling's two daggers, under the blessing of Dou Qi, are extremely terrifying. Even the daggers that are good at penetrating and have less destructive power still pierce through the two iron sand swords. So far...

On the sword of iron sand, a strong electric light suddenly flashed, and in an instant, the ice-blue dagger in Bing Ling's hand turned red, and Bing Ling's palm holding the dagger also appeared 'chi chi' After a while of white air, Bing Ling's complexion changed greatly, and he quickly mobilized his fighting energy to wrap his palms, but even so, he still felt a burning pain in the palms of his hands.

He shoved the double daggers in his hand fiercely, but he couldn't move forward at all. In desperation, Bing Ling could only let go and retreat. Silent, my heart burst with anger.

The thunder and lightning suddenly vented, and the lightning that enveloped Wu Yan instantly dissipated, revealing Wu Yan's figure. However, when Bing Ling saw Wu Yan's figure clearly, his angry face suddenly turned gloomy.

Presumably because, at this moment, a silent hand stretched out straight towards him, and even snapped his fingers, looking at himself with a playful expression, causing the ice spirit to feel cold behind him.

Seeing Wu Yan's appearance, Bing Ling, who was rapidly retreating, trembled in his heart, and his body suddenly stopped venting.

At this time, the snap of fingers in Wu Yan's hand suddenly rang. A not loud, but very clear finger snap sounded throughout the entire field...

"n (Treasure of the King)!!!"

A soft murmur slowly came out from the speechless mouth, like a circle of sound waves that were almost substantive, causing a wave of ripples, which spread out like lightning, and instantly covered it. All behind the speechless!

Under the horrified gaze of Bing Ling, the crimson space that covered the entire square sky appeared again. At the same time, a pair of dark iron sand swords stretched out from the 'Treasure of the King'. , pointed to the ice spirit far away!

The cold air suddenly spread upward from Bingling's spine, making Bingling feel cold all over, and his hands and feet became cold, and in the next instant, his speechless hand also waved down!

The steady stream of iron sand swords shrouded Bing Ling's body like raindrops, and Bing Ling roared loudly, mobilizing the vindictive energy of his entire body, covering his entire body.

The black sword slammed into Bing Ling's body, causing Bing Ling's face to turn pale, his chest became tight, and the corners of his mouth slowly flowed out a touch of scarlet. Under the frantic shooting of the iron sand sword, Bing Ling finally received Injured, and, not light!

Of course, if there is no fighting qi to protect the body, I am afraid, it is not as simple as injury...

However, Bing Ling was not rejoicing, instead his face changed drastically, because the silent figure had appeared in front of him like a ghost in an instant!

Looking at this scene, the hearts of everyone in the audience were suddenly raised, and some people's mouths even made exclamations...

Looking at the horrified Bing Ling in front of him, Wu Yan whispered a word, making Bing Ling's face completely pale...

"You lost, I won..."

The words fell, Wu Yan's eyes gathered, and an extremely strong wind rose from his hands, with a low electric sound explosion, resounding over the entire square!

"Lightning Fist!"

"No!" He heard the voice resounding on the square, and when he saw the shouting from Wu Yan's mouth in the arena, he was still excited before, looking forward to Bing Ling's ability to beat Wu Yan to the ground begging for mercy. Suddenly screaming, Qing Jinhua's cheeks instantly turned pale, and she kept muttering...

"how is this possible…"

The fist wrapped in thunder and lightning seemed to penetrate the obstacles of space under the eyes of the public. The power of thunder and lightning burst out!

"Bang!"

When the severe pain came, a strange flush appeared on Bing Ling's horrified face, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out of his mouth, as if his body had been hit hard. It flew upside down, and finally, it landed heavily on the floor outside the field, and the floor cracked a little bit...

Bing Ling's face was pale, and all the strength in his body seemed to have completely left him at this moment, making him unable to stand up from the ground, so he could only lie there, looking up at the speechless on the arena, his heart was full of bitterness …

Slowly stepping out, looking out of the arena without words and indifference, the pale-faced Bing Ling smiled slightly, stretched his waist, and then looked at the Thunder King...

Lei Wang shook his head and smiled, raised his hand...

"This game! Wordless wins!" (To be continued..)