Online game ancient martial arts master

The time is getting later, approaching 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and the sky in Middle-earth is getting clearer and clearer.

Ying Long Xiao stood on the ring, like a high mountain, which made people breathtaking and intimidating. There is an endless stream of people coming to challenge him, but so far no one has been able to truly defeat him, not even close to this feat.

I am nameless, but with a thought of anger, the Supreme Sword kills me indiscriminately. The qualifications of these four people were already very good, but they did not meet the requirements that Ying Long Xiao had in mind.

What he wants is a general who can stand alone.

Gradually, fewer and fewer people came to challenge him, and he began to feel a little lost.

In the end, he simply sat on the edge of the ring with his legs hanging outside. He held hands with Li Qingyan, who was standing against the wall under the ring, and spoke sweet words of love.

Just tease her when you have nothing to do, and look at her sweet smile.

As the crowded crowd suddenly separated into a lane, Ying Longxiao, who had been waiting for a long time, finally faced his last opponent before closing the game.

A young warrior walked out of the crowd.

He is dressed in an exquisite black gold battle armor with dense patterns. The constantly surging energy is coated with a layer of breathing golden light. On his back is a black gold battle sword with a slightly curved blade. He has a delicate appearance and is about the same age as Qing Hui and Bai.

Target: Kill Yama (Level 21)

After seeing his level, Qing Hui and Bai asked tentatively: "Friend, are you a professional player?"

Yan Luo Zhan shook his head.

Qinghui and Bai asked again: "Is that a ranking player?"

"No." Zhan Yanluo shook his head again.

Qing Hui and Bai said in great detail: "Well, according to the agreement, neither of them are players below level 22. They need to pay a registration fee of 4 silver coins before they can challenge our president. Of course, if you get If you are approved by our president and are willing to join our guild, then we will fully refund the money to you."

However, Zhan Yanluo only replied two words.

"No money."

"Uh..." Qing Hui and Bai didn't know how to make up for him for a while.

However, just when everyone looked at Zhan Yanluo, thinking that he was here to cause trouble, his whole body suddenly shone brightly, his clothes and hair suddenly floated up, and at the same time, clouds of fire and thunder and lightning burst out from his body.

Divine Power·Eighteen Heavens——

He held his head high, faced Ying Longxiao on the stage, and said loudly: "Does this make me qualified to challenge you?"

This sudden appearance shocked everyone present and started talking.

"Who is this person? He is actually from the Eighteenth Level."

"Slaying Yama, he is very famous!"

"Damn it, he shows off his power when he disagrees. This is a big boss. If I had known that I would show off just now, he is still in the 16th level. There is no shame in showing off."

"Wake up, the sixteenth heaven has gone all over the ground, and the fifteenth heaven is as numerous as dogs."

"Don't be ridiculous, I've never seen so many dogs."

"The Eighteenth Layer is no longer a rarity now, but showing off his power in front of the masters of Spring and Autumn, are you sure you are right? He was the first person in the national server to overcome the tribulation. Without him, there would be no successors. "

……

Ying Longxiao looked at Zhan Yanluo in the audience, curled his lips slightly, and smiled calmly: "Okay!"

Afterwards, Zhan Yanluo stepped onto the ring step by step, carrying the fire clouds and thunder and lightning from the eighteenth heaven, with a resolute look on his face, like a star dressed up for the occasion.

Ying Longxiao also flashed his divine power, and stood upright under the double surround of flames and thunder.

The collision between the Eighteenth Heaven and the Eighteenth Heaven, the duel between the pioneers and the latecomers, this unique scene immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they were watching it all eagerly.

On the ring, the two men stood opposite each other, their eyes firm and sharp, as if two sharp blades refused to give way to each other. The sun shone on them, and the tip of the knife shone with a cold light, reflecting the determination in their eyes.

Zhan Yan Luo attacked first, crushing the ground under his feet with a heavy step, his body shot out like an arrow from the string, he raised his sword and struck at Ying Long Xiao.

Ying Long Xiaoqie launched a tentative attack, and the arena was suddenly filled with swords, swords, and ghosts.

He was extremely fast and difficult to catch, but the speed of Yan Luo was not slow at all. After he increased his speed twice in a row, he could still easily keep up with his speed.

Soon, Zhan Yanluo caught the flaw, his keen eyes suddenly froze like an experienced goshawk, and then he attacked instantly. The slightly curved sword was like a silver flying snake. After being fiddled with by his hands, he bit hard. Ying Longxiao's chest.

Critical hit! -723!

Bleeding damage! -46! -33! -twenty four……

Ying Longxiao violently exited, blood spurting from his chest.

Zhan Yanluo took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. The sword in his hand seemed like a spiritual snake coming out of its hole. After continuous instructions, it pierced Ying Longxiao's abdomen very accurately.

-255!

Critical hit! -1096!

In just the blink of an eye, half of Ying Long Xiao's health was taken away, and everyone at the scene was stunned.

"So... so strong!" Qing Hui, Bai, Supreme Yijian and others were stunned.

Li Qingyan suddenly became extremely nervous and secretly tightened his grip on Ying Long Xiao.

However, Zhan Yanluo, who was about to strike again with a fierce blow, suddenly retracted his sword and stopped.

"If you continue like this, I will leave." He stood there, tall and straight, broad-minded, and looking upright and awe-inspiring.

Moreover, unlike everyone he had fought before, Zhan Yanluo did not make any rules before taking action, and no matter how Ying Long Xiao made the rules, the main thing was self-confidence and not caring.

Ying Longxiao stood up, his hands sank, and he adjusted his breathing.

"You are very strong, but I was careless. From now on, I will go all out!" After Ying Longxiao said that, he showed his three-pointed two-edged sword and charged towards Zhan Yanluo.

His eyes are calm and focused, his movements are agile and smooth, and every swing of his sword carries the power of thunder.

Zhan Yan Luo dodged left and right, raised his sword and started a head-on fight with Ying Long Xiao. Suddenly, the pressure increased sharply. After being hit one after another, the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold manner, showing an impassioned look on his face.

As a violent explosion swept through the entire arena, Zhan Yanluo forcefully ate two Ice Dragon Breaks, retreated to the corner, and wiped the bloody corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.

A moment later, Ying Long Xiao raised his sword to kill. The light of the sword flashed like thunder through the night, barely giving him any chance to breathe.

As soon as Yan Luo Zhan raised his head, he was blown away by a knife, and his health instantly fell to the bottom.

He was vomiting blood and coughing violently.

At the same time, amid the overwhelming dust, the sound of Ying Longxiao's footsteps approaching at high speed, dragging a long knife, once again approached his ears.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, a series of bright red lightning suddenly burst out from his body. Then, driven by this force, his body was suspended in the air, flying high into the sky amidst the crackling sound of electric shocks.