The glory of the king: the almighty Li Bai

Chapter 294 Win!

Chapter 330 Winning!
The bloody energy appeared in front of Feng Wanli in a blink of an eye, and Wang Zhen used this energy to directly reveal his figure, turning the storm sword in his hand into a blue shadow, and slashed towards Feng Wanli.

"Ha ha!"

Feng Wanli grinned, and in a flash, he appeared behind Wang Zhen in an instant. The iron sword in his hand turned into a black awn, and slashed towards Wang Zhen.

"Li Bai's inheritance!" Wang Zhen muttered, and the long sword in his hand instantly emitted a dazzling blue light, and he slashed towards Feng Wanli.

Double intimidation: Liu Bang's second skill is to stab the front with the sword, and the enemies passing by the sword will receive a small amount of magic damage.At the same time, the range of sword energy causes a deceleration effect.

"Can you hit me?"

Feng Wanli's figure flickered, and his body instantly turned into a white sword energy, leaving a green lotus sword formation in place.

"Humph!"

The attack was ineffective, Wang Zhen snorted coldly, and he was not angry. He posed in a curve in the air, and the long sword in his hand melted into light, and he slashed towards Feng Wanli.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Feng Wanli's pupils shrank, and he was suppressed by Wang Zhen's melee attack and kept retreating.

"Hehe, how about my Huashan swordsmanship?" Wang Zhen danced with the big storm sword in his hand and grinned.

"It's just a three-legged cat trick!"

Feng Wanli waved his hand, although he was extremely shocked by his sword skills, but he couldn't show it.

Wang Zhen didn't take it seriously either, and said with a sneer, "Really? Then you should try my Huashan swordsmanship."

"Then look at my move Qinglian Sword Song!"

Feng Wanli raised his left arm, lifted the long sword, and cut four swords directly on it, and the four white sword glows instantly condensed under his feet.

"Fourth Form of Huashan Sword Art: Baihong Piercing the Sun!"

Wang Zhen shouted, and the long sword in his hand turned into a dazzling white light, and he slashed towards Feng Wanli.

"Qinglian Sword Song!"

The iron sword in Feng Wanli's hand danced like a sword flower, and white phantoms flew out from the tip of the sword in an instant, and rushed towards the blue-clothed boy in front of him.

"Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!"

A total of nine sword qis took the form of human beings and slashed towards Wang Er in an instant.

Nine Daoes of Sword Qi and Wang Zhen's Sword Qi were intertwined, enveloping them completely in an instant, and the students outside the Colosseum couldn't even see the scene inside the Colosseum clearly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" "Ah!"

The two figures flew upside down in an instant. Feng Wanli's body was covered with sword marks, and blood flowed slowly along the sword marks. On the other side, Wang Zhen had nine deep sword marks on his body and fell to his knees. The injury was more serious.

"Can you still stand up?"

Feng Wanli waved the iron sword in his hand, straightened his waist and said calmly.

"you!"

Wang Zhen touched the ground with a sword in one hand, stood up unsteadily from the ground, and shouted to Feng Wanli: "Is this really the case?"

"Crash!"

Wang Zhen directly took out a piece of paper with many emerald green inscriptions engraved on it, and tore it open. Strands of emerald green energy instantly enveloped Wang Zhen's body, and nine scars on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what is this!"

Feng Wanli can see that this emerald green energy wave is not Cai Wenji's recovery skill?How can you just tear a piece of paper and display it?
"Ha ha!"

Wang Zhen grinned, looked at the newly grown granulation on the wound, and said, "Now let's see how you spend it with me!"

"is it?"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, golden light rose all over his body, and the wound regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What! Cheng Yaojin's ultimate mystery!" Wang Zhen's complexion changed, and he said in surprise: "What's going on? Why do you have a third hero inheritance!"

"The third hero inheritance?"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, grinned and said, "Then look at my trick!"

"boom!"

Feng Wanli stomped heavily on the ground, his body flew into the air in an instant, and rushed towards Wang Zhen.

"Shadow Moon!" "Shua!"

A pure red blood-colored energy shield instantly enveloped Wang Zhen, and the dark red Shadow Moon stained the ground, emitting bursts of corrosion.

The iron sword collided with the Moon of Shadows, before it caused a slight ripple, it was completely canceled out by the powerful Moon of Shadows.

"Death!"

Wang Zhen grinned, swung his right hand, and a red chain instantly condensed.

Phantom Wing Servant: The second skill inherited by Miyue: Miyue releases the chain in the designated direction for 4 seconds, connects to the first unit hit, and draws the target's life, 2 points of attack power and 10 points of magic power every 5 seconds. Deal a small amount of spell damage, and if the chain doesn't break in the end, summon a shadow minion for Miyue.

At such a close distance, Feng Wanli couldn't dodge at all, he could only watch the chains wrap around his body, and as the chains wound around him, Feng Wanli felt that he was getting weaker and weaker.

"Not good! Feng Wanli was hit by that guy's skill!"

Rou Zhi in the arena was even more anxious than Feng Wanli, pointing at the Colosseum below, kicking his feet.

Hong Shao at the side also clings tightly to the railing in front, not at peace in her heart.

"Winter is here!"

Feng Wanli raised one hand to the sky, and directly cast Wang Zhaojun's ultimate profound meaning. Since he couldn't dodge, he just moved forward.

Strands of pure white ice condensed instantly and cut towards Wang Zhen in front of him.

"How is your magic power so abundant!"

Wang Zhen's complexion changed, and before he had time to think about it, he leaned forward and rolled backwards.

"Jeep!"

In this battle, the blue spirit mink didn't consume much, its body turned into a blue light, and it rushed towards Wang Zhen in an instant.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The blue ice needle flew out instantly and flew towards Wang Zhen.

The ice flakes and ice needles intersected and bombarded Wang Zhen continuously.

"what!"

Wang Zhen screamed and flew backwards in an instant.

"His!"

Feng Wanli scattered Wang Zhaojun's ultimate secret, and then tore off his tattered top, and the sword wound on the outside of the body was restored to its original state, with pink and tender new flesh.

"You know who is trash!" Feng Wanli put away his iron sword, and grinned at the fallen Wang Zhen.

"Wow!"

"So handsome!!! Eight pack abs!"

"Did you see that? He still has pectoral muscles!"

. . . . . .

Hearing the wild cries of the students outside the duel arena, Feng Wanli blushed, and quickly took out a set of shirts to put on. Due to the inheritance of Cheng Yaojin, Feng Wanli would train organically every day, so his muscles were quite developed. The masculine face is very masculine.

"This Wanli is a big whore, and he actually took off his clothes!" Rou Zhi looked at the nympho female classmate and said through gritted teeth.

Hong Shao blushed with embarrassment, calmed her breath again and again, and joked to Rou Zhi: "You are afraid that Feng Wanli will be snatched away by these nympho!"

"No way!"

Rou Zhi stared at Hong Shao, then turned and left quickly.

(End of this chapter)