I Am a Magic Sword

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update I am the latest chapter of a magic sword!Seventeen looked at the more than three hundred people who could still maintain reason under Mosha's aura, and nodded in recognition. The remaining three hundred talents are the essence of the young geniuses in the South Cloud Kingdom.

As the sword master of the Red Blood Sword, Seventeen values ​​the will of the warrior even more. He insists on his will until now.

His eyes swept over the three geniuses of the Bauhinia Army Zhou Zhenyong, Chen Xudong and Chu Tianning. The three of them were pale, but they should all be able to continue to bear it. Beyond the ordinary martial arts.

Then he took another look at the three innate masters Duan Xujie, Qin Ningshuang and Yun Weixin, which were slightly better than Zhou Zhenyong, but they were not much better.

Finally, 17 turned his attention to a familiar person.

The boy in the blue warrior costume, Lan Haoyu!

The boy who had defeated him.

The last time I saw Lan Haoyu, he was only the pinnacle of Qihai Realm, but now he hasn't seen it in a short time, he has been promoted to the middle of the Real Yuan Realm.

Sure enough, backed by the Lan family, there are abundant resources to support, do not upgrade too fast!

Lan Haoyu's situation was not very good. His face was pale, and large beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. His eyes flickered from time to time, but he still gritted his teeth to support him.

There are only a few Warriors in the real mid-environment left on the field, and he can stick to it until now!

Seventeen does not favor or target Lan Haoyu just because of him.

Seeing the ecstasy on the faces of some contestants, they seemed to think that the first level test was over!

Seventeen said slowly: "Three hundred people remain, but then, how long can you persist?"

Next?

and also?

The faces of some young warriors with a happy look on their faces are wonderful!

"Mosha Aura, 60%!"

After the World War I of the Black Blood Kingdom and the exploration of the secret realm of killing, the complete aura of evil spirits could not last for even seventeen years.

So how long do these young geniuses persist?

The young geniuses in Mosha's aura discovered that their world was dyed red, countless weird and whispering words, and terrifying and terrifying scenes appeared before their eyes...

However, the audience outside the Mosha Qi Field only found that the blood mist was a little thicker, and they could only see the blood shadow from the outside.

On the edge of Mosha's aura, a hand was stretched out, followed by the head of a young warrior. He was dressed in blue and his face was not white, and he was wet, as if he had just crawled out of the pool. Shivering non-stop, it seems to be frozen!

Yes, he is Lan Haoyu!

In the strengthened Mosha aura, he finally could not hold on!

Lan Haoyu had just crawled out and rubbed his head in annoyance, combing himself into a neat mess of elegant long hair, and then he lay on the ground and gasped.

"Little brother, what do you see inside?" Some martial arts approached curiously.

Audiences outside of Mosha's aura are very curious!

Why are the geniuses who are above their heads so embarrassed under Chen Pengfei's momentum?

So many young geniuses have been eliminated, but the geniuses who escaped from Mosha's aura did not tell them.

"Are you curious?"

Lan Haoyu seemed to speak well.

"Yes, it's really curious!"

Many viewers turned their eyes to Lan Haoyu, and they raised their ears, waiting for Lan Haoyu to decrypt.

The City Guards guarding beside him also looked at Lan Haoyu.

"I can't get up, pull me a hand, and I will tell you!"

Lan Haoyu lying on the ground reached out his hand.

"Okay, I'll pull you up!"

The curious warrior extended his hand to hold Lan Haoyu's wet palm.

At this moment, Lan Haoyu smiled!

He pulled hard. The curious warrior was unprepared and planted him directly. Lan Haoyu kicked him on the chest of the warrior, and then the warrior flew directly into the blood-red mist.

Lan Haoyu jumped from the ground and laughed loudly: "The situation inside is very complicated. One or two sentences are unclear. You will know if you go in and feel it!"

As he sorted out the scattered clothes, he asked the audience: "Who else is curious about?"

A group of spectators shook their heads desperately and backed away in panic. They only like to watch others churn... The audience behind are crowded with curses!

"Squeeze what?"

"Squeeze me to beat someone again!"

"Who touches me again, who do I marry!"

"Don't look at me, my hands are out of touch. I don't believe you!

"You stepped on my foot!"

"Which foot do you lift to show me!"

"..."

Once again, the instinct masters sent by Ye Lijun once again appeared in the Mosha aura, and the innate masters dispatched by Ye Lijun just entered the Mosha aura.

Clear the field again.

In a blink of an eye, there were only five people in the Mosha aura, three innate masters, and Zhou Zhenyong of the Bauhinia Army, and another unknown warrior.

"Look how long you can persist!"

The intensity of Mosha's aura gradually increased, but in fact they have been given time to adapt!

"Mosha Aura, 70%."

The strength of the aura just started to increase, and the unknown warrior fell.

The second Yun Yunxin fell, and Zhou Zhenyong suddenly shot at Qin Ningshuang, who was closest to him. Qin Ningshuang resisted the erosion of Mosha's aura, forgot his precautions, and was injured by Zhou Zhenyong, and soon Qin Ningshuang shot a real fire...

When the innate master of the Ye Lijun faction appeared, Qin Ningshuang even shot against the innate master who took away Zhou Zhenyong... she also lost her mind.

In Mosha's aura, only Duan Xujie is left!

Seventeen couldn't help complimenting: "You are very good!"

Duan Xujie raised his head and looked at it with hatred for seventeen, and then looked down, shook back a few steps, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red!

"I'm going to kill you!"

Watching Duan Xujie draw his sword and jump to seventeen, seventeen shook his head.

The blood-red mist finally dissipated. The audience only saw Seventeen jump off the platform, and Duan Xujie lay under the platform and groaned in pain!

everything is over……

All the audience did not pay attention to Duan Xujie, and their eyes followed the back of the tall and mighty man wearing purple armor.

Three thousand talented children from all major counties and counties of the Southern Yun Kingdom, no one can stand under the power of Chen Pengfei!

A middle-aged warrior looked at Duan Xujie with pity and sighed: "In the same era as Chen Pengfei, it is simply the sorrow of all geniuses!"

The first assessment of the contest of the Nanyun Kingdom Talent Conference ended.

But many people are equally aware that this talent contest is over!

Ye Lijun's mouth showed a satisfied smile.

This time, because he knew that this time, not only His Majesty will be satisfied, but His Royal Highness will also be satisfied.

Among the few princes, the strongest talent in martial arts is the four princes. He is younger than Duan Xujie and Qin Ningshuang...the third place, a little publicity, is still a glory.

But after Chen Pengfei shot this time, no one would mention the first, second, and third places in this contest of talent competition. They are destined to be dull, they are just the "nameless pawns" shaking at the foot of Chen Pengfei... …

Everyone will only remember Chen Pengfei.