Everlasting Dragon Emperor

The burial bears his hands, and looks like Ni Nixia, and walks to the side.

Walking to the side, he looked at Qiu Changkong with a murderous look.

As for Lu Ming, he was directly ignored by him, a luck-only guy, not worth his attention and value.

After the funeral, it was the last scene.

There was not much suspense in this scene.

One is the genius of Wuzong's late Jiuzhong, and the other is the early stage of Wuzong's 9th Zhongzhong.

After more than twenty moves in the war, the genius of Wuzong Jiuzhong later won.

The genius of Wuzong's late Jiuzhong, named Song Yan, was a genius in a super large area, and he looked cold.

At this point, the five geniuses who entered the third round were born.

They are Burial, Qiu Changkong, Xuan Feng, Song Yan, and Lu Ming.

Of course, Lu Ming was directly ignored by everyone.

So far, Lu Ming has not shot, in the eyes of everyone, he is just lucky.

This time, the East Heavenly Guardian must be decided in public by these five people, and most of them pay more attention to the funeral and autumn sky.

"Now, for the last draw, the rules are the same, number one to number four, and the other one, bye!"

The middle-aged referee announced.

Then, as before, the referee removed the breath from the jade cards and suspended five jade cards in the air.

This time, Lu Ming simply didn't do anything and waited there.

For the funeral, Qiu Changkong and others chose a jade card separately. Only the last one remained, and Lu Ming took the jade card in his hands.

"This time, I don't know who will hold the empty hand?"

"No matter who's hands, I bet that they will never be in Lu Ming's hands. If he can draw a bye, I will take off my clothes and run around here."

"So ruthless?"

"It's so ruthless, because I don't believe that there is anyone with luck under the sky."

There are all kinds of voices in the auditorium.

On the battle platform, Lu Ming turned over the jade card and looked very strange.

The short card, he again draws a short card.

The third time the round card was drawn, even Lu Ming's own lips tremble.

"Report your number!"

Middle-aged law enforcement.

"No. 1!"

The funeral opened the jade card.

"I'm number two!"

Qiu Wuyang opened the jade card.

"My number four!"

Song Yandao.

Finally, Xuan Feng gave Lu Ming a strange look, opened the jade card, and said, "I'm number three!"

Quiet!

When Xuan Feng opened the jade card, the audience calmed down.

The crowd was silent, watching the landing clan in a daze, then their eyes grew bigger and bigger.

A few moments later, there was a tremendous noise.

"Nest Nest, Nest Nest, Nest Nest Nest, it's him again, it's him again, it's actually him again."

"It's too awesome, and I got the by-pass card again, which directly entered the top three. Without playing a game, I entered the top three. It really blinded my eyes."

"This is too unfair."

Some people are incoherent.

"Hey, what did you say just now? If Lu Ming draws another empty card, you strip off your clothes and run wildly on the spot. Now, hurry up!"

"What? What? What are you talking about? Why can't I hear it, and when it's over, I'm suddenly deaf, no way, I'm going to see Ming Lian Master."

The wretched man who threatened to take off his clothes directly pretended to be stupid and found an excuse to slip away.

"Nest, this guy, it's so shameless to say nothing."

Someone scolded.

In short, the audience was in chaos.

As for Lu Xiu, Jian Fengyun, Jiang Hongwen and others, it was completely petrified and gaping, and they no longer knew what to say.

And the eye protection of the middle-aged protector of Emperor Tianjing Palace is also non-stop.

But no one saw it, Lu Ming sighed there, slowly, very helplessly opened the jade card.

Bye bye, the two big characters sway.

"I object, it's not fair!"

Suddenly, a yell rang out.

Suddenly, all the voices disappeared, and the audience became quiet, and the needle fell.

Everyone was stunned, all eyes focused on the screaming person.

This screaming unfair person is actually Lu Ming, Lu Ming!

Everyone is messy.

Brother, did you draw a short-lived card, and you repeatedly draw a short-lived card twice, not someone else, now, you are actually yelling unfairly?This is also unfair, wouldn't other people vomit blood?

Even for the burial, Qiu Changkong's mouth twitched, and Lu Ming was completely confused.

"Why is it unfair?"

The middle-aged guardian took a deep breath, calmed himself down and asked.

"Everyone else can make a duel and have their own opponents, but I haven't. It's boring and unfair to watch other people's shots."

Lu Ming cried.

He did think so in his heart. Every time he took turns, he made a hair. In the event of the fall of the sky in the hands of others, how could he still abuse him and avenge Lu Yuntian?

He thought like this, others didn't know that suddenly, a hustle and bustle broke out.

"Nest, this guy is so abominable that it is cheap and sells well."

"No, I can't stand it anymore. Heaven, earth, let down a sky of thunder and kill him."

The scene was noisy.

Others want to draw the empty card, but still can't draw. He did well, and he got it again and again, and he was not comfortable.

"Protection, otherwise, I will exchange with others, Xuan Feng, just him, I will exchange with him!"

Lu Ming said.

Xuan Feng's opponent happened to be Qiu Changkong.

"No, this is the rule of the Emperor Tianjing Palace. The rule can't be abolished. If you get a bye, that is bye."

The middle-aged protector was almost uttered with his teeth, and he never moved out of the rules of the Emperor Tianshen Palace for this reason.

"This... like this, hey, then all right!"

Lu Ming sighed for a long time, sighed and walked to the platform again, waved his hand, and actually took out a chair, so he sat down and stared at the middle of the battle platform in a daze.

A reluctant, very helpless look.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, everyone was tickling their teeth, even Jianfengyun and others were almost the same, and they could not wait to stab Lu Ming with a sword.

The middle-aged man's eyelids jumped suddenly, took a deep breath, coughed a few times, and said, "Quiet!"

The scene slowly calmed down.

"Okay, next, the duel begins, No.1, burial, against No.4, Song Yan."

The law of middle-aged protection was announced.

Qiu Changkong and Xuan Feng stepped aside. In the middle of the battle, only the burial and Song Yan were left.

"Song Yan, don't hesitate to admit defeat, you are not my opponent."

The funeral looked at Song Yandao contemptuously.

"I am not ashamed and buried, although you are strong, but I am not necessarily afraid of you. This time, Dongtian Shenwei, I am determined to get it."

Song Yan held the sword, and the sword rushed to the sky.

"It's up to you? Want to win the East Heavenly Guardian? You're not afraid of others laughing out your teeth. In this case, let you see, the gap between us."

boom!

As soon as the voice of the burial fell, a strong breath burst out.

(End of this chapter)