Chapter 907 Wheel War

He seemed to have had a very long dream.

Now, he finally woke up from this young nightmare of the sun.

Freed from the love trap that Liu Mo woven for him.

No longer paying attention to the surprise and anger of the girl in front of him, he walked past her expressionlessly, facing Jian Zhiheng, who was smiling brightly and waiting for him to celebrate victory.

At this moment, he seemed to understand the meaning of his father's words.

If there is a person who can really make himself king and willing to give his life to protect it-

That should be Jian Zhiheng.

For him, I am willing to be the general and protect him from happiness and success.

...

In the darkness, Guan Zhen was silent at the bottom of the illusory lake.

Above a man stretched out his hand to him, and his figure became clearer.

A long-lost smile appeared at the corner of Guan Ci's mouth.

He slowly straightened his upper body and stretched out his hand to him.

With his hands tightly grasping each other in the air, his body became lighter, and he broke free from the boundless swamp, swimming towards the exit above like a free fish.

He led it to the light together—

...

On the ring.

The black fog that enveloped Guanlin was like the evaporated water vapor in the sun, gradually disappearing.

Those long-lost eyes have returned to the clarity of light again.

At some point, he had slowly supported himself to stand up. The once silent spiritual power was burning unprecedentedly.

"Sorry, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Jian Zhiheng turned around in surprise and joy. What he met was his friend's comforting smile, just like the smile he had shown to him countless times.

"Did you forget? We have always fought side by side..."

At this time, an indescribable shock appeared in Xu Miyi's empty eyes for the first time.

"How is this possible? No one can crack my illusion with his own strength..."

"Why? You are obviously the weakest among these people, why are you not destroyed by your own darkness?"

Guan Zhen smiled indifferently. Originally, she would have been destroyed, but not by her illusion, but earlier, when the darkness had truly surrounded him.

At the beginning, Jian Zhiheng pulled him out. Since he knew that there was such a person who spared no effort to cheer him up, how could he live up to him?

You will always save me, whether it is past or present, whether it is reality or illusion.

Thinking of this, the smile on Guan Ci's face became a little more warm.

"Since the king is still fighting alone, how can he be absent as a general?"

We will continue to support each other in the future and let’s go together!

The tacit understanding that had been together for a long time, there was no need to say much at this moment. The two looked at each other and smiled, and their bodies had already flew out separately, attacking Xu Miyi from both sides.

This enemy is indeed a bit difficult; this world is indeed a bit sinister.

But, what does that matter?

As long as we fight side by side, I have the courage to go against the current!

The third group.

Although the battle between Huangfu Li and Sikong Sheng was only just a start, it seemed extremely fierce under the relentless pursuit and a series of powerful spiritual skills.

"Blood Dragon Fist!" Sikong Sheng swung his punch, and blood dragons flowed out from the tip of the fist, scattering like fireworks in the sky, rushing towards Huangfu Li.

Faced with this attack, Huangfu Li did not avoid or dodge, and also punched out with a punch, and the same blood dragon phantom pressed towards the opposite side.

The two groups of blood dragons' impact on each other was like two armies confronting each other, but this collision did not lead to too much tearing. The blood dragon controlled by Huangfu Li came first, washed away the first group of blood dragons, and scattered a large area of ​​blood mist.

One move was broken, and Sikong's holy move changed again: "Blood God Claw!"

In the air, a sharp claw appeared out of thin air, and the claws were surrounded by blood-colored light, grabbing Huangfu Li directly.

Huangfu Li pinched the seal technique, and the second move was still exactly the same as Sikong Sheng. The two blood claws collided head-on, and the first one was easily torn and smashed like a paper. Huangfu Li did not control his spiritual skills to attack. He silently adjusted his breathing, as if waiting for Sikong Sheng.

"What do you mean..." At this point, Sikong Sheng also saw some clues. He jumped back and glared at Huangfu Li fiercely, "Why have you been copying my spiritual skills all the time?"

Huangfu Li did not deny it and replied lightly: "I know that you have always been unfair and think that the master of the hall is partial to me. Then, I will only use the same spiritual skills as you. Let you understand that as long as you are willing to work hard, even the most ordinary moves can be corrupted and turned into magic."

"That's right, if the same kind of spiritual skills fight, the strong will win!"

After the words came, a spiritual arc of light was raised in his hand, and it suddenly blasted out, cutting through the space, causing a sharp sonic boom along the way.

What he wanted the young master to understand was that the same is true for being a human being. Even if you don’t have the ultimate advantage, as long as you do it steadily in your own field, instead of always thinking about comparing, you will not lose to anyone when you reach the depths.

"Don't feel so good about yourself!" Sikong Sheng screamed. His hands spread out, and a series of spiritual light balls, like out-of-control shells, smashed towards the opposite side, bursting out a piece of gunpowder.

"The master of the hall is my father. Why is he biased towards you? It's all your sweet words that deceive the master!"

"The strongest skills win! I will let you have the strongest skills win!"

Obviously, Huangfu Li's painstaking efforts fell into his eyes and became a deeper humiliation.

"Do you think I know all the spiritual skills? So what if I look at this trick?"

A sharp light flashed through Sikong Sheng's eyes, his body jumped up quickly, and his feet stepped down one after another. Where he stepped by, it seemed like a long ladder made of blood light appeared. Every step was that the space burst, and the remaining energy penetrated the ground, and bricks and stones flew everywhere.

But in a moment, his figure fell to the highest point of the blood ladder, staring at Huangfu Li, his eyes showing ferociousness, and he stepped on the heaviest foot into the invisible space.

For a moment, the plain seemed to have caused a destruction of the law.

"Blood Demon Holy Sky Step!"

Group 5.

The battle between Yan Yueque and the Shura brothers has been going on for a long time. The spiritual power of both sides consumes a lot of it, but in the short term, it is still difficult to decide the outcome.

"Two, I have an offer."

After another fruitless collision, Yan Yueque jumped out of the battle circle first, raised his head to the two, and showed a kind smile.

"Sure enough, I'm still used to one-on-one decisive battles. Why not, let's change the way."

"One of you will come out to fight me first. When you are tired of fighting, you will immediately change people. When to change people and whether to change people, it is up to you to decide. Repeat this process until the winner is decided. How?"

Brother Shu Chong was obviously stunned and glanced at the direction of the elder brother. Seeing that he ignored him, he was bored by himself, and while carrying the big knife in his hand on his shoulder and playing with him threateningly.

Brother Shuqing had a gloomy face and said coldly after a while: "Boy, what are you thinking?"

Yan Yueque still had the harmless smile of humans and animals: "What can I do to make an idea? It's just a way of fighting that is fair to both sides."

"Where are you, you can fight me in a wheel battle and you can recover your physical strength at any time. As for me, I have many powerful spiritual skills that can only work when fighting alone. This is the best of both worlds."

"If you think there is any problem with this suggestion, you can raise it. Can you discuss it?"

In such a battle, no one will give up the victory to others. Naturally, no one will make suggestions to give away the enemy in vain.

Brother Shu Qing knew that Yan Yueque had to have some intentions when he did this, but he was proud of his talent and courage, so he wanted to see how the other party could find an opportunity to win from such an overwhelming unfavorable situation.

With the strength of his two brothers, even if he fights alone, he will never lose to him easily. The form of wheel battles provides them with a break for breathing. As for the powerful spiritual skills, Ge Shuqing can be 90% sure, that's just him bluffing.

I have never heard of any spiritual skills since I grew up so old. Only a single-player battle can play a role. Moreover, if there was a killer weapon, he would have used it in the final battle just now, and there is no need to wait until now to negotiate with them.

"Okay." Brother Shuqing thought of all the twists and turns and expected that this move would be beneficial to his side, so he nodded coldly, "I don't know if you can't play any tricks."

Brother Shu laughed at the strange thing, turned the big knife, and slashed in front of him several times. He didn't have the complicated thoughts of his elder brother. As long as he had some hits, he could beat them happily, which was enough!

Yan Yueque smiled and nodded. This "gentleman agreement" that satisfies all parties was officially concluded.

...

The battle broke out again soon, and this battle was indeed the same as Yan Yueque's proposal, and was carried out in a wheel battle.

The Shura brothers have been rotated several times, while Yan Yueque is unilaterally struggling. On the surface, everything seems to be as usual, but in this frequent battles, there are some undetectable details. These details may be the key to the final victory and defeat...!

A big sword was pressed down on his head, and Yan Yueque faced him with a long sword. At this moment, Brother Shuqing lowered his head and said coldly.

"Why are you fighting with me so much less combat power?"

Since it was an alternating battle, Ge Shuqing had plenty of time to observe his opponent. In just a few rounds, he felt a sense of weirdness.

He knew that his strength was much stronger than his younger brother. When he fought with Yan Yueque, he could feel that his opponent was equal to his own, but when his younger brother came on the court, the opponent seemed to suddenly be discharged, and his level had a significant decline. He could not catch any gaps and attacks that could be blocked, which was simply a bit disgusting.

At first he thought that it was the wheel battle that exhausted his spiritual power, which made him perform worse than before when fighting with his younger brother. With such thoughts, he called for a substitution. However, Yan Yueque once again faced him again, and immediately seemed to have a complete transformation. His moves were more flexible, so how could he show some exhaustion?

His suspicion is not wrong, he did it on purpose... Maybe he thought he was doing something obscure, but he could not hide it from A Chong, and he would definitely not hide it from himself-

When Yan Yueque asked this, his eyes moved slightly. Deep in his eyes, the waves that were flooding like waves were intertwined with shock and complacency, making people unable to tell what kind of thought they were.

Oh, he noticed it?
To be continued...