"Kill!" A loud shout came, and the big sword in Fuling's hand slashed towards Xiong Baoshan like lightning. Fuling was not a patient person. After he did not find Xiong Baoshan's flaws, he directly attacked without waiting. His sword was powerful, very powerful, and very fast. √
Most people will think that a tall person may not be too fast, because his tall figure will affect his degree, just as everyone thinks that a fat man will not be too flexible, but Fu Ling's sword clearly told everyone that although his power is very strong, his degree is not slow.
At this time, Xiong Baoshan's eyes flashed, and then his fist swung and rushed towards Fu Ling, but his figure turned forward. He seemed to have turned a corner in the air, and the turn was very natural, just like the river turning naturally. At the same time, his fists were also hit. As soon as these fists were released, everyone felt an extremely heavy feeling, because his fists were really slow.
Xiong Baoshan was like punching in slow motion. When these two punches were hit, it made people feel that his fist seemed to contain tens of thousands of pounds of force, which was surprisingly slow. His body movement was very fast, but his fist was very slow. This contrast made everyone who saw his punch feel extremely uncomfortable.
The most uncomfortable thing was Fu Ling. He had already felt that the other party had already let him out, because the other party's body movement was too strange. However, although Fu Ling was still shocked, the big sword in his hand turned and looked powerful and heavy, but it turned like a light little swallow, and slashed straight towards Xiong Baoshan's fist.
With a bang, Fu Ling's sword directly slashed Xiong Baoshan's fist, and then a figure flew backwards. When everyone saw it, they were all stunned, because the figure flying backwards was not Xiong Baoshan, but Fu Ling. Fu Ling, who was tall and powerful, was actually hit by Xiong Baoshan's punch and flew backwards. Such a thing really surprised everyone.
However, Xiong Baoshan did not win the pursuit, but looked at Fu Ling's direction and snorted coldly, "The Domineering Blood Knife is nothing more than that." After saying that, he waved his fists and then attacked Fu Ling. At this time, Fu Ling stopped his figure. His face looked a little ugly. Then he waved the big knife in his hand, roared wildly, and rushed towards Xiong Baoshan.
This time, Fu Ling did not fight with Xiong Baoshan. Although his big sword was very big, his movements were very flexible. A big sword flew up and down, not fighting with Xiong Baoshan, but also surrounded Xiong Baoshan in the middle. Xiong Baoshan's fists also quickly started, and his fists were also hit in succession. Each punch seemed to be fighting with Fuling, but Fu Ling did not fight with him, so the two sides were in a stalemate.
But those who watched the fun were all stunned. They really didn't expect that this battle would become like this. A person with a small figure and a weak look wanted to fight against a tall and strong person, while that person with a strong force did not fight against him, and even seemed to be afraid of fighting against the other party. Such performance surprised everyone and felt extremely ridiculous.
In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought for fifty rounds. Fu Ling's eyes suddenly lit up. The big knife in his hand was swung out, and Xiong Baoshan still used both fists to greet Fu Ling's sword. If Fu Ling had stopped the knife and changed his moves in the past, because the first move caused him to suffer a secret loss. He knew that his strength was not as strong as the other party, so he did not dare to fight with the other party. But just now he mentioned a hint, which made him change his mind. Not only did he not withdraw the knife, but he tightened his hand, and the big knife quickly, and slashed straight towards Xiong Baoshan's fist.
Xiong Baoshan's face changed when he saw Fu Ling's movements, but it was too late to change his moves now. Fu Ling's big sword directly slashed on his fist. He heard a bang, and Xiong Baoshan was directly hit by Fu Ling's knife. At the same time, a blood mark appeared on his fist, which was obviously injured. If it weren't for the magic power to protect his fist, his fist would have been destroyed.
Fu Ling was stunned, then his face was filled with joy. Then the big sword in his hand slashed, and the light of the sword flashed and slashed towards Xiong Baoshan. Xiong Baoshan's face was pale at this time. Fu Ling's attack just now had already shocked his inner palace. He was already injured. Now when he saw Fu Ling's sword, his face changed. Then he forced his magic power, swung his fist, and then he met Fu Ling's big sword.
Boom, with a loud bang, accompanied by a scream, Xiong Baoshan flew backwards. At the same time, a wound appeared at the tip of his left fist. The wound had cut off his fingers, and he also spit out a mouthful of blood. Obviously, he was seriously injured this time, which caused the faces of the coalition forces of each sect to change their faces. They did not expect that things suddenly became like this. The battle that was evenly matched just now was decided between two moves.
However, Fu Ling did not stop. He was unreasonable and rushed towards Xiong Baoshan. At the same time, the big sword in his hand was raised at one time. If this sword was taken, Xiong Baoshan would definitely be alive and would not be able to survive. Fu Ling really wanted Xiong Baoshan's life, because this stage battle did not say that he could not take the opponent's life.
At this moment, a sudden voice came and said, "Stop, Xiong Baoshan is defeated in this battle!" The voice was not very loud, but it shook Fu Ling's body, and his whole body's blood tumbling, which made his face horrified. He immediately knew that the person who spoke must be an island master.
Fu Ling had to stop, but at this moment, a cold snorted and said, "Hmph, don't forget, this is a real disciple's big fight. I think you'd better intervene less. This is the first time. If there is another time, don't blame me for killing people directly!" This sound came from the Blood Buddha Temple, and the sound didn't seem to be loud, but when the disciples of various sects heard this sound, they felt as if there was a muffled thunder sounding in their ears, which shocked their spirits. Some disciples even felt nauseous.
Fu Ling knew that it was the elders of his sect who took action, and he couldn't help but feel happy. The elders of his sect were really towards him and stood up for him at this time. This was very rare. He was about to fight, when he heard a voice saying, "Senior Brother Fu, come back and rest, and be in the battle for a while." This voice was Zhao Hai's, and Fu Ling couldn't help but be stunned, but he nodded and turned around and flew towards the formation.
The reason why he listened to Zhao Hai so much was that Zhao Hai himself was their commander, and he had to listen to Zhao Hai. The second was that the reason why he could defeat Xiong Baoshan just now was thanks to Zhao Hai's reminder that when he fought with Xiong Baoshan, he was at a disadvantage because he did not dare to fight Xiong Baoshan head-on. The sword technique he knew was common in itself. Now he abandoned his best sword technique and used light and agile sword technique to fight Xiong Baoshan. This was already a loss. This was equivalent to giving up his strengths and naturally no longer gaining the upper hand.
But at this moment, Zhao Hai suddenly reminded him not to be afraid of Xiong Baoshan, so Xiong Baoshan fought hard. Although he didn't understand why Zhao Hai asked him to do this, he still did it, but he did not expect that the effect was surprisingly good. When he fought with Xiong Baoshan, he realized that Xiong Baoshan's power seemed not as great as he thought.
Although this puzzled him, he didn't think so much and defeated Xiong Baoshan directly. Now Zhao Hai asked him to go back. Although he was a little unhappy, he didn't say anything and agreed directly. So he turned around and returned to the formation. He also knew that it was not the time to ask Zhao Hai what questions he had, so he didn't say anything, but just stood quietly among the crowd without speaking.
Zhao Hai couldn't help but feel happy when he looked at Fu Ling's appearance. Fortunately, Fu Ling didn't ask anything, otherwise he would have to explain for a long time. Now is not a good time to solve the problem. The reason why he asked Fu Ling to fight with the other party before was because he found out that Xiong Baoshan's power was not that strong. The reason why Xiong Baoshan could knock Fu Ling back at the first punch seemed much greater than Fu Ling's power, actually was related to his body movement. His body movement was very strange. During the flight, he could increase his strength by changing the angle and degree of flight, so that he could not only fly but also increase an impact force, and it was also because
This impact force has increased, so his power seems to be much larger than Fu Ling. Then he pretended to fight Fu Ling hard, as if his power was really great. In fact, his boxing skills were light and agile. Although it was called Yin-Yang Shanhe Fist, Zhao Hai was sure that the other party had not successfully practiced this set of boxing. At most, he had practiced the River Realm in Shanhe Fist. He had not practiced the Mountain Realm. The River Realm should focus on changes, and the Mountain Realm should focus on momentum and strength. Therefore, although his set of Shanhe Fist looks very frightening, it is not very strong in strength.
Fu Ling was misled by his initial performance, so he had such a performance. If Fu Ling had been fighting with him from the beginning, he would have been defeated long ago. However, playing to his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses is the usual way of fighting. If Fu Ling was defeated by Xiong Baoshan with Shanhe Fist without being reminded by Zhao Hai, it would be considered that he was not good at learning skills and could not blame Xiong Baoshan for being.
Chapter completed!