Chapter 2740 Stalemate

Di Ping didn't answer, he touched his nose embarrassedly, and the look in Lan Ruoyu's eyes just now, I'm afraid Liu Bingyu also saw it.

Yes, this martial skill was given to Lan Ruoyu by him, including the cultivation technique of Lan Ruoyu.

Everyone else was worried just now, but he was the only one who wasn't worried. First, he knew that Lan Ruoyu's strength was much higher than Jiang Fei's, and secondly, he had confidence in the exercises and martial skills he gave Lan Ruoyu.

Sometimes strength can't be leveled by sneak attack. If you don't reach that level, you will never understand that there is no sneak attack, only strength is not enough.

Jiang Fei's strength has reached the second rank and eighth rank, and his strength is reasonable, but whether it is potential, talent or martial arts, he is too far behind Lan Ruoyu.

So his defeat is inevitable!

On the other side of the arena, Qingfeng just jumped up, but he didn't expect that Barcelona would suddenly activate his talent skills. The energy erupted like a volcano under his feet, and Qingfeng couldn't dodge if he wanted to hide.

"Sword Qi Shield!"

He suddenly shouted, and the sword in his hand suddenly struck out, forming an arc-shaped sword shield in front of the sword.

boom! The cracked stone rose into the sky like an earth dragon and slammed into the sword shield.

"Strengthening the world!"

At this moment, Barca roared, jumped dozens of meters away, and smashed the mace in his hand towards the breeze.

Qingfengren saw the mace smashed down in the air, and felt the violent power, and his expression changed.

"Sword swing!"

The sword came out like a snake and suddenly hit the mace.

when! There was a scream, sparks flew everywhere, and the long sword was bent like a willow branch by the powerful force, bang! The long sword was stretched straight, and the breeze swirled rapidly in the air and flew backwards.

"Run there!" Bassa's fighting consciousness was extremely strong and slow. Seeing how willing Qingfeng was to sway away, he roared, and his body suddenly rushed out, catching up with Qingfeng.

"Come down for me... huh!" The mace in his hand swept towards Qingfeng with the sound of the wind. Qingfeng didn't expect Barcelona to react so quickly, so he hurriedly blocked the sword.

when! The long sword was bent and the mace hit Qingfeng's chest armor. Suddenly, Qingfeng seemed to have a broken string and a kite was smashed several dozen meters away. As soon as the person landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Qingfeng's face turned pale. , the breastplate has also been smashed and changed, and there are several wolf teeth marks on it.

"Boy, let's see where you go!"

Up to now, after a few hundred hits, Barça was out of breath for a long time, and when he finally hurt Qingfeng, he was willing to give up, heaving a sigh of relief, he rushed up again with a roar, and swept the mace in his hand.

"Glimpses of light!"

The blood on Qingfeng's mouth didn't have time to wipe, and with a low voice, his body turned into a light and shadow, passing in front of the mace, and a muffled sound rang out in the air.

When Qingfeng appeared 30 meters away, his right muscle armor had been torn, revealing a piece of skin, and three blood-red wounds seemed to have been scratched by wolf claws.

"kill!"

Barca's eyes flashed with joy, and he stepped out to catch up again.

Qingfeng turned around and used his sword to deal with it, stepping on the sky, like a dexterous flying swallow, revolving around Bassa, with the long sword in his hand picking, plucking, or swinging.

Qingfeng's condition was extremely poor, the blood almost dyed the right side of his body red, and his face was extremely pale, but he still supported him.

At this time, many viewers began to cheer for Qingfeng. Anyone with a little vision could see that he had reached his limit and was supported by a force.

"Sister Shen, can you see if Dao Master Feng Qing can win?"

During the live broadcast, Tian Yu asked Shen Manshu with a worried look.

Shen Manshu shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, both of them have reached their limit, then Barcelona's footsteps are beginning to be unstable, and now it is the will to fight, who will persevere to the end!"

"Qingfeng will definitely win, this big stupid bear is about to die!"

"That's right, do you look like he's panting like a big wolf dog!"

"Haha... Don't say it's really similar, I have to keep it as a souvenir!"

There is everything on the barrage, some laughing, some scolding, all support Qingfeng, but there are also rational people.

"The result is hard to say. Qingfeng was injured and bleeding too much. If Barcelona can stop, stop chasing it hard, and it will completely consume Qingfeng!"

By this time, many of the stands had already ended, and the major players that Di Ping had been optimistic about before had ended as early as Lan Ruoyu.

Even Feng Lingzi had already defeated his opponent, looking at the arena of Qingfeng with a worried expression.

"Kid, don't run, just know what it is to hide, come and fight Grandpa Bassa for 300 rounds!" Bassa failed again, panting, waving his mace, and chasing Qingfeng angrily.

"Okay! As you wish, Lingyan turns around!"

Suddenly, the breeze roared violently, and the body swept forward suddenly, like a swallow, turned around, and rushed towards Basa, as fast as a gust of wind, and the long sword in his hand was like a cold star.