1965. Chapter 1965 The third round passed! 1
In that moment, countless scenes seemed to flash in front of Su Luo's eyes, and everything flashed in front of Su Luo's eyes like a movie, and then there was a certain level.
Looking at these scenes, Su Luo suddenly felt extremely unfamiliar.
Is this woman who can't even defeat a shadow really herself now?
When did you become so weak, you still have to ask the enemy for fairness?
Yes, how can there be any fairness in this world? Have she ever seen what fairness is from her previous life to this life? Only losers will complain about the injustice of the world, and successful people will not complain like this.
This Su Ying is just a shadow.
No matter how powerful the shadow is, it is fake. I was scared by a fake self. If Nangong Liuyun was here, I would be afraid that he would make a joke again.
How could I lose to her? How could I give up? Didn’t I agree to Nangong Liuyun waiting for him to marry?
If he finds that his grave has grown grass when he comes to marry, what should he do?
When Su Luo thought of this, she felt so sad, and her courage increased!
Even if Su Ying doesn’t feel pain, even if she has an immortal body, so what if she is just a shadow! A shadow of her own! Why can’t her real body beat a shadow?!
In the biting sword energy, Su Luo's yellow figure suddenly turned into a stream of light, and avoided Su Ying's sword in an impossible situation.
"I didn't expect that you still have a backhand." Su Ying's face that looked like a thousand-year-old Xuanbing showed a hint of surprise for the first time: "But it's useless. You should know that I am you, I am you who is stronger and more perfect than you. No one can defeat such a self, give up!"
"Is that true?" At this time, Su Luo's goose yellow gown was still stained with large pieces of blood, and the blood at the corners of his mouth had not even been wiped.
But I don’t know why, Su Luo looked so calm that he was indescribable at this time.
It looks as clear as a stream.
There is no trace of the previous embarrassment and panic in the eyes, and replaced by a firm and clear gaze
Su Luo looked at Su Ying and suddenly smiled: "You are fake."
Su Luo's voice was very light, and even a smile, as if he was talking about something very ordinary...
But what followed was the dazzling sword light. The Chengying Sword drew a mysterious trajectory in the air, just like the fall of stars, illuminating the sky of the wasteland in an instant...
Su Ying's counterattack was extremely sharp.
The bystanders who watched the battle through the light curtain almost exclaimed at the same time. At this moment, everyone couldn't help but feel a little worried. Su Ying now completely surpassed her own limits, and the strength she showed was far beyond anyone's imagination...
However……
The next moment, Su Luo's cold voice sounded in a dazzling sword light: "What is fake is fake, no matter how realistic or beautiful it is, it is still fake..."
Then, the bystanders suddenly saw a crack quietly appearing in the sword light that was as dazzling as the Milky Way falling from the sky...
In this beautiful sword light, this crack is as ugly as a scar.
Chapter completed!