Fantasy: Ten consecutive draws at the beginning will make you invincible

Zhang Heng would definitely take advantage of the fact that he still had some power left, and use all his strength to strike out with the strongest sword.

At this time, Sheng Lei also slapped him with a palm.

But Zhang Heng didn't care about the Holy Thunder attack at all. It was obvious that he wanted to imitate Zhou Bing and give the Holy Thunder a blow even though he was injured.

"snort!"

Sheng Lei also discovered Zhang Heng's intention, but he just sneered and didn't care.

"No! It's probably very difficult for Zhang Heng to succeed with this attack. The strength of this holy thunder is not comparable to that of the holy line just now."

Li Gaosheng suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Just wait. If the difference in strength is too big, don't even think about using this trick. Once you use it once, it's unlikely to be effective."

Li Gaosheng continued to speak, but at this moment his face was gloomy.

Tang Chen and the others nodded. This Holy Thunder is really terrifying. Even if Li Manqiong goes up, they may not be able to win.

On the field, Zhang Heng saw that his sword was about to hit the Holy Thunder, and his face suddenly showed a hint of excitement, but he did not wait long for his happiness.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body, and then a wave of paralysis, making his whole body limp.

"Clang!"

The knife in Zhang Heng's hand fell directly to the ground.

"snort!"

The Holy Thunder snorted coldly, and then slapped it with another palm.

Originally, this palm was aimed at Zhang Heng's heart, but Zhang Heng used all his energy and lowered his body a few steps.

Let Sheng Lei slap his lungs with this palm.

"puff!"

Zhang Heng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then flew backwards.

"What a pity!"

Sheng Lei shook his head, with a look of pity on his face. It was obvious that he did not kill Zhang Heng, which made him feel very regretful.

"hateful!"

Li Manqiong's face suddenly showed an angry look, because Zhang Heng clearly had no ability to fight back just now.

But this holy thunder was still a dead end, otherwise Zhang Heng could reverse his figure in time.

I'm afraid I'll die from a burst heart right now.

Li Gaosheng and others hurriedly went to check Zhang Heng's condition. Fortunately, although he was seriously injured, he did not die on the spot and was rescued.

Those Tianyun Sect people carried Zhang Heng away again.

"꿵 Kiss, let's go!"

Li Manqiong looked at Li Gaosheng and said. It was obvious that she was angered by the scene just now.

"There is no use in being furious. Remember! This is war! If you don't die, you will live!"

"On this point, that Holy Thunder was right. If he doesn't kill Zhang Heng this time, Zhang Heng will definitely kill him the next time he has the chance!"

"Now that you have come into contact with the evil tribe, your naive ideas have to change."

"If you have the opportunity to give the opponent a one-hit kill, you should seize it!"

Li Gaosheng looked at Li Manqiong and said slowly.

Although he knew that it was cruel to tell Li Manqiong this, the reality was so cruel.

It was impossible to change because of Li Manqiong, so Li Gaosheng said it directly.

After all, he is dear Li Manqiong, and no one is more suitable to say this than him.

"It seems that we have won this battle, what do you think, Sect Master Li?"

At this time, the Three Emperors stepped forward again, looked at Li Gaosheng and spoke slowly.

"What the Three Emperors said is very good, of course you will win this match."

Li Gaosheng said slowly.

"That's good. Now it's a draw and a draw. Who is Sect Leader Li going to send out?"

San Huang looked at Li Gaosheng and asked.

Li Gaosheng was silent for a while, his eyes wandering from Tang Chen, Li Manqiong, and Jian. Finally, he had an idea, and then he said:

"This time, we will send out the number one on the list of geniuses - Sword!"

Jian heard Li Gaosheng calling his name and immediately took a step forward.

"Okay, then we'll send out Sheng Meng!"

Sanhuang 떚 also followed suit.

As soon as he finished speaking, a Domain Evil Clan also walked into the field.

"Saint Clan Sheng Meng, come and fight."

Sheng Meng slowly spoke.

"Human, sword."

Jian also spoke.

"Brother Jian, come on!"

Li Manqiong saw the sword coming on the stage, and suddenly said nervously.

When Tang Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help but pat her shoulder, and then said:

"Senior sister, you must believe in Senior Brother Jian, he is real and very strong!"

"Uh-huh!"

Li Manqiong nodded and continued:

"놖I know, you have to work hard, you 꺳놆놖 have the last hope."

Li Manqiong looked at Tang Chen and then said.

In fact, if possible, Li Manqiong did not want to put all the pressure on Tang Chen.

No matter what, in his eyes, Tang Chen was just a ten-year-old child, but he had to bear such great pressure.

Li Manqiong himself was a member of the war, so he naturally knew how great the pressure was.

But there was nothing she could do about this kind of thing. Although Tang Chen was the oldest, he was actually the strongest among them.

Number one on the list of geniuses.

"Don't worry, senior sister, it's okay."

Tang Chen smiled slightly and said.

Although his physical age is indeed only ten years old, his mental age is already that of an old monster.

After all, he has lived for three lives and has never seen anything, so he is not too nervous.

But he knows one thing, this is not really his personal ability to turn things around.

Because no matter how strong he is, he is not as strong as the Supreme Power, so he can only win the bet with the three emperors and pray that the three emperors will keep their words.

However, Tang Chen didn't like the feeling of leaving his destiny in the hands of others.

But there is nothing he can do now. Although his strength is not bad, he is not strong enough.

"Cen——"

The sword was pulled out directly from his hand, and there was a crisp sword sound.

"Look at what a master you are, I hope you don't let me look down on you as the number 괗 on the list of geniuses!"

Sheng Meng watched the sword move, smiled evilly, and then spoke.

"Then just wait and see!"

The sword uttered these words coldly, and then stabbed out with the sword.

This sword was so fast that Sheng Meng was unable to react for a moment.

By the time he reacted, the sword had already stabbed in front of him.

He had no choice but to turn his head to avoid the sword, but the sword energy still cut his cheek, and a stream of blood flowed out.

Taking this opportunity, Sheng Meng quickly took a few steps back and distanced himself from Jian Da.

He reached out and touched his cheek, and when he saw the blood on his hand, he immediately smiled instead of being angry.

"Okay! It's really good. I haven't been injured in how many years!"

"You are very good, please call me Jian 놆, 놖 will remember your name 놅."

After Sheng Meng finished speaking with a smile, his face turned gloomy.

"But you were injured, and you have to pay the price with your life. Otherwise, it will be difficult to wash away the shame!"

As soon as Sheng Meng finished speaking, a knife appeared in his hand. He pointed the tip of the knife at the sword, and then slowly said:

"Are you ready to die?"