The Three Kingdoms have signed for 30 years, and I am in charge of the universe

Chapter 150
But eyes can't kill after all, and Mr. Pang De is not a clay figurine to be kneaded by others.

The battle between the two still has to rely on real skills, and cannot be solved by Wang Yue's look.

After gathering his mind again, the sword in Wang Yue's hand changed from stabbing to slashing, and the sharp sword turned into a cold light and struck hard on the white jade staff in Pang Degong's hand.

As the sword was split on the white jade stick, the sound of "铛" and the sound of metal and iron resounded through the world, shaking the melon-eating crowd all around for a burst of blood, their faces were ashen, and their eardrums were shocked.

"boom!"

There was a sound of explosion, and centered on the two of them, the bluestone slabs under their feet were cracked inch by inch. When the evening wind blew, all the shattered bluestone slabs turned into fly ash.

After the blow, Wang Yue took a dozen steps back before he could stabilize his body and looked at Pang Degong with lingering fear.

Pang Degong was also uncomfortable. Although he was not as unbearable as Wang Yue, he was shocked back ten steps before he stopped.

"Old man Wang Yue, the old man's battle formation skills are still in your eyes?"

Pang Degong stroked his slightly messy long beard with one hand, held a white jade palm with one hand, and looked at Wang Yue opposite him with a smile.

"Three-legged cat kung fu is so vulgar!"

Wang Yue danced a sword flower and said with a look of disdain.

"Hahaha, since that's the case, then let the old man learn the tricks of the Juggernaut!"

Hearing Wang Yue's words, Pang Degong laughed, straightened the Bai Yuzhang in his hand, tapped his feet, and flew up, swung round and struck Wang Yue's head.

Seeing Lord Pang De attacking on his own initiative, Wang Yue narrowed his eyes, not daring to be careless, and hurriedly took precautions.

Although he said that Mr. Pang De's kung fu was extremely vulgar, but it was just a dead duck's mouth, trying to show off his tongue for a while.

Just before Lord Pang De's attack was approaching, Wang Yue moved suddenly, a sword in his hand shone with cold light, turned into a bolt of lightning, and stabbed towards Lord Pang De's face.

He was in mid-air, and Mr. Pang De wanted to dodge, but he had nowhere to use his strength, so he had to use Bai Yuzhang in his hand to strike at Wang Yue's sword temporarily.

Bai Yuzhang knocked on the sword and made a loud "dang", a bloody light suddenly appeared, and the blood splashed on the ground.

With a sound of "shua", the two figures separated suddenly, and there was a bloody wound on Pang Degong's arm holding Bai Yuzhang. It was obvious that Pang Degong was injured in the fight just now.

Looking at Wang Yue on the opposite side, he saw that Wang Yue was also in a state of distress at this time, with one hand shrugging powerlessly beside him, anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was a broken bone.

With just one move, the two powerful men in the world were both injured, one injured the arm holding the weapon, and the other broke the other arm.

"Old Wang Yue, do you still want to fight?"

Regardless of the bloody arm, Duke Pang handed the blood-stained Bai Yuzhang to the other hand, waved it twice, and looked at Wang Yue with a smile.

At this time, Wang Yue's little heart was beating non-stop, and he looked at Bai Yuzhang in Pang Degong's hand with lingering fear.

At this time, Wang Yue looked at his arm that was stretched beside him, feeling lingering fear in his heart, but also secretly rejoicing.

Fortunately, Pang Degong used Bai Yuzhang instead of a sword. If Pang Degong had a sword in his hand at this time, his arm might not be saved.

"Your hand holding the weapon is injured, how much combat power do you have left?"

Wang Yue is a master who wants to save face. Although he is cowardly in his heart, he refuses to give in. Looking at Pang Degong's bleeding arm, he said in a cold voice.

"How much combat power the old man has left, don't you know if you try it?"

Hearing Wang Yue's words, Mr. Pang De looked at him leisurely and said with a smile.

"Actually, the old man is also very curious. You Wang Yue broke an arm, can you still dance the sword?"

Pang Degong asked Wang Yue with a smile.

"Don't you know if you try it?"

Hearing Pang Degong's words, Wang Yue raised his chin provocatively, shook the sword in his hand demonstratively, and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I'll give it a try!"

Hearing Wang Yue's words, Pang Degong suddenly straightened his face and said in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, Pang Degong suddenly moved, swung the white jade in his hand, and hit Wang Yue head-on.

Seeing that Pang Degong said to do it, Wang Yue was frightened, and quickly waved the sword in his hand to meet him.

Wang Yue never expected that Lord Pang De's temper would be so irritable, he would do it as soon as he said it, and he didn't even give the population a chance to cheer up.

The two collided together, making a "clinking" sound of weapons colliding.

"what……"

Suddenly Wang Yue let out a cry of pain, and flew backwards suddenly. Mr. Pang De followed him like a shadow, followed by a frustrating step under his feet, rounded Bai Yuzhang and smashed towards Wang Yue.

"what……"

After being smashed by Mr. Pang De solidly, Wang Yue let out a heart-piercing roar, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground.

"It seems that the old man's combat power has not been damaged, but you, Wang Yue, have become a sick cat!"

Mr. Pang De held Bai Yuzhang in one hand, looked proudly at Wang Yue who was lying on the ground, and said in a cold voice.

"Cough cough cough..."

Wang Yue, who was lying on the ground, kept coughing up blood, struggled for a long time before getting up from the ground, hunched over, and looked at Lord Pang De with sinister eyes.

"What? You still want to fight?"

Pang Degong looked at Wang Yue's cold beast-like eyes and asked with a smile.

"Hehehe, you forced me to do it!"

Wang Yue said with a sneer.

Wang Yue straightened up with no strength, limped towards his sword, bent down to pick up the sword from the ground, and walked towards Pang Degong tremblingly.

Seeing Wang Yue who was staggering towards him holding a sword, Pang Degong frowned.

Lord Pang De couldn't figure it out, why did Wang Yue still fight with himself when he was so injured.

"Why are you so persistent?"

Lord Pound asked in a deep voice.

"The sharp edge of the sword is sharpened. The more seriously injured the old man is, the more excited he will be."

Wang Yue had a crazy smile on his face and roared at the top of his lungs.

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yue's whole body turned into an afterimage, brandishing the sword in his hand, and stabbing towards Lord Pang De's face.

"Understood!"

Seeing Wang Yue's crazy appearance, Pang Degong snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.

Pang Degong swung Bai Yuzhang, and knocked towards Wang Yue's stabbed sword. Bai Yuzhang knocked on the tip of the sword, making a light "ding" sound, and knocked Wang Yue's sword away.

"Do you think your current physical condition can still hurt the old man?"

Pang Degong said in a deep voice while avoiding Wang Yue's stabbing sword.

"Hehehe, you will know after you try it!"

Wang Yue said with a sneer.

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yue suddenly changed his staggering steps and became smarter. The sword in his hand stabbed Pang Degong faster and faster.

Facing the sudden change, Lord Pang De's expression changed, and he was caught off guard by Wang Yue's beating.

"One sword kills the immortal!"

Wang Yue roared violently, and the sword in his hand was as fast as a shooting star, and stabbed fiercely towards Duke Pang De's chest.

"kill!"

Seeing Wang Yue's meteor-like sword, Pang Degong let out a low growl, rounded the Bai Yuzhang in his hand, and slammed towards Wang Yue's head fiercely.

(End of this chapter)