Chapter: 1539

"Really? Let's see if you have the ability!" Qin Zhuang sneered.

Holding the spear with both hands, he made a starting pose.

"Boom~!"

"Boom~!"

"Dong~"

At this time, three bells suddenly sounded in the distance.

The two people who had been tense all the time kicked their feet and killed them at the same time.

In an instant, there was a flash of swords and guns, and sparks flew everywhere.

There was a continuous sound of gold and iron colliding.

A large amount of violent infuriating energy swept away from the center of the battle point between the two people in all directions.


Wherever it passes, the water ripples and the wind howls.

Meng Yan's sword skills are very powerful and powerful, and he uses force to defeat cleverness.

As soon as he took action, it was an overwhelming attack.

Qin Zhuang's marksmanship is unpredictable, it can attack or defend, it can be long or short, it can stab or sweep.

The fight between the two was evenly matched and very exciting.

"Eldest brother is good at swordsmanship! Hack him to death!"

"Brother Meng, come on! Let him taste your power!"

All the disciples of Xuanwu Sect shouted and cheered one after another, feeling agitated.

Meng Yan represents not only the Wumeng, but also the glory of Xuanwumen.

"Grandpa, who do you think will win?"

Inside the gazebo, Huangfujie couldn't help asking.

"It's hard to say, the strength of the two is evenly matched, and the outcome is 50-50." Huangfu Longteng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I hope Meng Yan can win, otherwise Brother Lu will be under too much pressure." Huangfujie sighed lightly.

"We must win!"

Everyone in the Martial Alliance looked nervous and couldn't take their eyes away.

They knew in their hearts that if they could win this battle, they still had a chance.

Once it fails, it is completely gone.

As time went by, the two people in the arena fought more and more fiercely, and had already entered a white-hot stage.

Both sides have exhausted their true qi, and now is the time to compete their wills.

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