Limitless Sword God

Su Yun stared seriously at Huo Quancai's shoes. Every time he was about to be stabbed by a bell leaf, his shoes lit up a few points and his body moved to avoid attack.

Looks like Huo Quan Cai's weird figure has nothing to do with these boots.

No wonder the bell leaves couldn't even touch Huo Quan Cai on several occasions.

Su Yunxin thought.

Huo Quan just smiled with a strange smile. He looked calmly at Zhong Ye, who was panting in front of him. "Brother Zhong Ye, it's almost my turn now, isn't it? ”

“Hmm?” Chung Ye suddenly raised his eyes.

However, Huo Quan suddenly folded the fan, a golden energy spilled at the moment the fan came together and hit the bell lobe.

Zhong Ye hastily lifted the gun to sweep the gold gas, but the gold gas attached to the gun head, dyed the gun head into a golden red color, Zhong Ye Tong suddenly felt the weight of the long gun in his hand increased, like a kilogram, it was heavy.

“This gold? Is that Fabo?” The bell leaves are terribly discolored.

A little bit of gold came, contaminated a little bit on his shoulder, momentarily, just a click, the stained gold on his shoulder fell directly, the clothes and meat fell like a heavy lead ball on the ground.

“Ah!!! ”

All around the players' seats suck in the cool air.

If it's all covered in human beings, you can't crush them into meatloaf?

The leaves of the clock sweated cold. As soon as the steps turned back to the edge of the ring, he looked at Huo Quan, who opened the folding fan again and swayed gently. He asked angrily: "What kind of magic treasure are you? ”

“Magnificent strength, no one has ever heard of it.” Huo Quan smiled slightly.

Zhong Ye squeezed his fist, and he looked around in the dark. At this moment, on this stage, so many people look at themselves, they must not lose!

He bit his teeth and shouted, “Do you think you can save your treasure? Watch this!”

He roared and suddenly pulled out a red rope, directly onto the body of the gun in his hand, then shouted from Huo Quancai.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Floating gold gathered together quickly, turning into a golden wall, blocking the long guns.

The bell leaves never gave up, palms flashing, a mighty temper gathered in the palm, slapping against the golden air wall.

Bang

The air wall is shattered.

The Xuan Qi attribute of Zhong Ye is not only predominantly the blade smell, but also repairs the real smell, and the real smell is unmatched by the blade smell of his major.

He broke the air wall, and the purple gun took advantage of it. When he approached Huo Quan, he suddenly softened, like a living purple dragon that tied Huo Quan up!

“What? A tough dragon gun like a rope! ”

A player from Group A stood up and sounded surprised.

Huo Quan just looked down and saw that the red rope on the gun was shining brightly. He immediately understood the reason. He hummed and his arms began to force off the dragon gun.

But how could Chung Ye give him a chance?

Listening only to the sound of ‘hoo', Zhong Ye rose up empty-handed and punched into Huo Quancai's head.

There is not much gorgeous magical whistle action, only creepy killing intent and poignant power!

“Are we going to separate victories and losses? ”

A lot of people get up and stare at the stage!

But then Huo Quan suddenly loosened his hand holding the fan, which actually flew up and circled, like a fast spinning golden wheel, hitting the bell lobe.

Chung Ye's heart beat sharply and saw that the momentum was wrong. He hurried to close his fist and retreat.

Huo Quan only seized the opportunity and flipped his torso. Later, he heeled to the ground. He accumulated his essence, but did not gather in his arms. Instead, he spread all over his body with purple guns and crashed into the bell lobe.

Bang

The clock leaves failed to react. Huo Quancai hit him hard on the shoulder in the chest. He flew out and fell to the edge of the ring. He coughed severely and hurriedly climbed up.

The blow was not a wound to the bell lobe, but a disturbance to his body. Xuan Qi was in a mess, and Huo Quancai's purple gun was loosened.

Huo Quancai's arms were able to move. He jumped right in. He waved empty-handed and took over the folding fan, aiming at the bell leaf and threw the fan.

Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!

Strong wind blades are generated from the fan room and cut into the bell lobes.

Zhong Ye flashed right and left. He had already been disturbed by Huo Quan. With the dragon gun released, he lost the soldier blade, and his battle power dropped dramatically. Faced with all this wind blade, he panicked.

Su Yun was greatly disappointed when he saw this scene. Dragon gun clock leaves. If only at this level, it would inevitably be a little vague.

Pupupupupupupupupupupupupupupu...

Chung Ye's shoulder was cut by an air blade, Huo Quan took advantage to rush off, a door to Huo Quan Cai's head. Once this hit, Huo Quan would inevitably die instantly.

According to the rules of the competition, once a life-threatening killing technique occurs, the judges must come forward to stop it and protect the spiritual cultivators. However, none of the four judges under the stage made a move, all sitting in the seats watching the war.

The bell leaves were bloodless and hurriedly lifted their arms, accumulating air resistance.

Puchi!

Qi was severed by the folding fan and the two wrists with the bell leaves were severed together. The clock leaf was instantly abandoned. Huo Quan only turned over. He kicked his foot on the face of the clock leaf. The clock leaf was empty for a few laps. He threw up blood in his mouth and rolled to the ground. He wanted to get up again, but he was powerless.

Victory or loss scored!

The bell leaves fell to the ground, but he had to get up. Huo Quan walked in front of him and gently rocked the fan.

Moderator Zhu Wen saw that his body was full of fat and trembled, which brought him back to his senses. He shouted out loud: “Zhong Ye lost his power, this competition won by player Huo Quan!!! ”

The whole scene was silent for a few seconds, followed by a wave of mountains and a shout of tsunamis.

“Dragon Gun Bell Leaf, but so! ”

Huo Quan smiled lightly and then turned around and flew away, landing in front of the attic above. He glanced at the attic door with respect and saw that there was a mystery inside the door. The mystery nodded and Huo Quan just walked in.

Zhong Ye opened his eyes and stared unwillingly at the person who disappeared in front of the attic, his eyes filled with resentment.

He was taken down from the ring and walked towards the lounge. Along the way, all the spiritual practitioners who had tied his ass to Japan were silent, either turning their gaze around, deliberately ignoring him, or bowing their heads.

If the battle is comparable to Huo Quan's banner drum, then it is different. However, Zhong Ye faced Huo Quan Cai and was almost powerless to fight back. His hands were cut off by the other party to win the crushing situation.

How many people have been disappointed in the bell lobes because of such a tragic defeat?

Zhong Ye felt the change of the people around him. He bit the teeth off, supported the vague will, and closed his eyes.

After losing the leaves of the bell, the competition seemed to enter a new phase.

However, the next competition no longer draws players from Group A, most of them are mainly from Group C, and occasionally there are players from Group B, but not many times. The base numbers of the two groups are large, and the odds of extraction are also natural.

Soon after, Su Yun appeared again.

In order not to attract the attention of others, Su Yun deliberately retained the strength of speed and qi. After dozens of rounds with the opponent, this punctured the opponent's abdomen, rendering him defeated and winning the match. After two fights, many people at the scene have noticed Su Yun, and the people at the end of the game have included him in the ranks of Group B members based on his performance in both games.

Slowly, there are fewer and fewer members of Group C, more and more people in the lounge, and the atmosphere of the competition is getting more intense. As the competition progresses, the people of Group A and Group B begin to play gradually, and the competition has evolved from a traditional contest between players to a fight between geniuses.

“Brother Su! ”

At this moment, a weak summons sounded.

Su Yun turned his head and saw Lu Zhanyuan, full of pale face, holding the armrest and walking towards him.

“Exhibit dollars?” Su Yun stunned: “Are you okay? ”

“The organizer is rich, the treatment we use is good medicine, my body is healed, but I am still weak, I should be able to recover after a few months of conditioning myself.” Lu Zhanyuan smiled and slowly sat down beside Su Yun.

His arms were wrapped in bandages, and psychiatrists used ointment to produce his broken arms, but the resulting arms could not move freely, and it would take at least a week to get something.

It has to be said that the resilience of Ling Xuanyang's existence is rebellious, if mortals, they will have to lie in bed for the rest of their lives.

His face was sweating and he was still in pain.

“Why don't you stay in the lounge and rest?” Su Yun asked.

“There was a lot of blood, people got more and more uncomfortable, so I came out, and I wanted to see Brother Su your game, see you still sitting here, must have won a few easy games before?” Lu Zhanyuan laughed.

Though Su Yun's 3,000 troops cannot outnumber Group A and Group B, Group C can still handle it. He must have been on the C team a few times before.

Lu Zhanyuan thought, looked around and found that there were only 50 players left in the Platinum group, counting Group A and B, and now there are no more than 100 players.

Without a doubt, these people are elite and exist screened from nearly a thousand players.

huala.

Light exploded.

One from Group B and one from Group D.

People looked at Group B first.

The man with the glowing card is a man with a white hair and a red sword.

The man in the C group was no stranger to the man, and before the opening, he insulted the C group with no hesitation.

The man had fought a few battles before, his opponents had been ripped open, his guts almost came out, and the next scene was very tragic. I can see that this man is a fierce and fierce man, but also because of his fierce work, he has made a loud reputation in this competition.

Spicy White Curtain Sword!

“Ok, the contest's players are White Curtain Sword from Group B and Su Yun from Group D!! Now, two contestants are invited!” Zhu Wen continued to shout tirelessly.

The White Curtain Sword rose up and looked into Su Yun's eyes. The corner of his mouth curved slightly: “Oh, the guy who beat Chushan, I didn't expect it to be on you this time! Not bad, not like that crap, at least you have some skills. Come up and play with me. ”

When the voice fell, the White Curtain Sword stepped forward, and the person instantly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it stood on the stage.

Fast?

No, Su Yun can't feel any signs of wind movement.

This seems to be some kind of magic trick that can instantly appear a hundred meters away.

Su Yun stared at the White Curtain Sword and saw him lift his hand. He hooked his finger at Su Yun and looked provocative.

Ho!

A lot of the audience stood up and shouted excitedly, the White Curtain Sword, a provocative action like Mars, lit dry wood in the hearts of countless people.

“White Curtain Sword!! Kill him!! Kill him!! ”

“In your most barbaric way!! ”

“Don't let go!! ”

The audience shouted.

After countless brutal and bloody battles earlier, some conservatives were completely released at this moment.

They enjoy fighting, they enjoy blood, they are completely intoxicated and they cannot pull themselves out of it.

Su Yun's eyebrows moved slightly, took a slight breath and stood up.

“Xiao Xiu! ”

“What can I do for you, son?” Not far away Xiaoxiu rushed over. After Su Yun rewarded her 100,000 Xuan coins at once, she deliberately approached Su Yun.

“Go make me another bet, two million, buy me a win.” Su Yun handed Xiaoxiu his previous cards and whispered.

“Aye... aye, son.” Xiaoxiu's voice was a little trembling, "When did she see such a huge amount? Determined, hastily picked up the brown coin card and ran.

Lu Zhanyuan on the side looked shocked long ago.

Two million yen? And... buy yourself a winner?

Su Yun was either mentally ill or absolutely confident in himself. He stunned his lower lip and said weakly: “Brother Su, be careful! ”

Su Yun twisted his neck, gently nodded and walked towards the ring.

“White Curtain Sword! Are you sure Brother Su can win?” Lu Zhanyuan looked at the back of his departure, mumbling.