The God of War Challenging Heaven

On the ring, Xuanhong Guangguang's mouth, quite obviously smoked, in his eyes, passed over the angry color, coldly said: “Dragon flame, you are really special, even me, you just see it as a sharpening stone. ”

Between words, he pointed the ancient bloody war spear in his hand, Xu Xuexue lifted, pointing remotely at the dragon flame: “Well, I'd like to see how powerful the ancient warrior dragon family inherited martial arts. ”

All of a sudden, an ancient bloody image appeared on the ancient bloody spear, looking wicked and bloody and numb on the scalp.

An ancient blood-colored image rushed into the bloody spear, which trembled like an ancient bloody demon, suddenly descended into the world.

Is this the last blow?

Feeling the power of the bloody war spear, the eyes of the dragon flame condensed, the eyes became more and more insane.

“Shura kills - 11 kills! ”

Shenhong Guangguang's body was violently exhaled. With an ancient bloody war spear, he headed towards the dragon flame and stabbed him.

As his spear stabbed out, a large battle spear fiction of dense numbness reappeared, then suddenly came together, forming a shocking World War spear with a diameter of half a foot wide, nearly ten feet long, with a piercing sound of emptiness.

Still more than a dozen lengths apart, the dragon flame was the wind carried by this astonishing war spear, blowing silver hair and clothes, all backwards, he held the gun with one hand, his eyes slightly coagulated, standing still there.

“Dragon warfare! ”

He suddenly burst into a drink, his body was in a straight line with the Summer Gun, and the meteor had to burst towards Xuanhong Light. The Summer Gun in his hand dragonized again, forming a giant Summer Dragon shadow of more than 10 lengths, quickly facing Xuanhong Light's World War Spear.

“Pong!”

Gunshot collision, deafening sound, huge energy wave, impact in all directions, distant watching Tingwei, all felt a great deal of pressure, chest a little dull.

Between them, Xuanhong Guangguang's World War Spear was restored to its prototype. His arms were shaken by a blur, almost obsolete, and the power passed on by the war spear made him almost smell death in an instant.

His body, like a leaf in the sea, weighed nothing and flew dozens of feet, falling under the ring!

Xuanhong Guangbei defeat!

Everyone watching the battle under the stage was petrified and their jaws shattered.

A kid who was built into the middle of the five walks of Cancún Road actually defeated a master who had already broken through the seven walks of Cancún Road. Such a scenario is as unreal as a dream.

“Ha ha, Xuanhong Guang, are you satisfied? ”

Dragonflame stood on the ring and looked down at Xuan Hong Guang on the ground. Although his face was also quite pale at this moment, his whole person, however, had a temper, full of silver hair, slowly floating room, implicitly emitting a strong person.

Xuanhong's light was dark and he looked at the dragon flame on the stage. A feeling of powerlessness developed in his heart. For a moment, he felt only the dragon flame on the stage, as if a victory had come here from the immortal years.

“In the No. 3 race, Dragonflame won, successfully promoted to the ‘take position' competition, Xuanhong Guang, eliminated out! ”

With the announcement of Fei Laohuai, the others relaxed their breath and a heartfelt smile appeared on their faces.

Although such a result was expected by Qin Yi, at this time, he was extremely pleased to see that Dragon Flame would defeat Xuanhong Guangbei and promote him vigorously.

Yang Shiqi, Xuanlan and others also took a long breath and smiled happily on their faces.

Of course, the happiest, naturally counting the dragon flame of the teacher, Venerable Wencheng, with the promotion of dragon flame, undoubtedly, a rich reward, got it again!

Dragonflame and Xuanhong Guangguang's strength differ very little, so their battle is also the toughest and fiercest. The competition on the other four rings is long over.

When their game ended, the first round of the "Cheetah” competition ended.

This round of competition, including Dragonflame, was successfully promoted by five Tingwei, while the three Pucky Mai, Yitai and Lin Xuan in the “Top 10 Tingwei” were all promoted unexpectedly in this round, while the other promoter was a young man less familiar with Qin Yi.

There was no delay, after the first round, the second round, followed by the opening.

Yeung Shiqi, the genius of the day, was arranged in this round of the game, the number of the ring, is number 1.

In addition, Qin Yi's familiar Dongmen Yan, Naran Joran, Toshihiko and Maryanhan were all arranged in this round of competition.

As Lieutenant Lao Huai announced the start of the competition, Ting Wei, who participated in this round of competition, all became a flurry and burst towards their respective stage.

Yang Shiqi turned to look at Qin Yi and said softly: “I went. ”

“Go, don't be afraid of your opponents, let go of the war. ”

Qin Yi rubbed Yang Shiqi's hair and revealed a warm smile to her.

Yang Shiqi's opponent, already seen in the General Affairs Hall on that day, was a young man named Shengyu, quite a weak feeling.

At this time, a handsome figure, Shengyu in a white robe, stood on stage 1, his weapon, also a war spear, but a bronze war spear.

“Yang Shiqi, come on up. ”

He held a bronze war spear and looked at Yang Shiqi under the ring. He smiled lazily and faintly. In that smile, he felt confident.

Yang Shiqi did not say much, the body of Xuan Qi, slightly surged, the whole person towards stage 1, burst out, between winks, came over stage 1.

With the qi of the body, Yang Shiqi landed slowly on the stage in an extremely beautiful position, like a fairy from heaven.

Just this landing is what makes so many males on the field, their eyes so hot: so beautiful!

As Yang Shiqi took out her solo dragon soul sword, she could only see the girl's head over the top. A dozen long shadow of a handicapped dragon appeared abruptly, flipped in the air, then flushed down, and did not enter the solo dragon soul sword.

“Buzz...”

In an instant, the long sword in Yang Shiqi's hand was as if it had been given life, suddenly and suddenly a tremor, a powerful killing intent, from the sword, emerged.

Yeung Shiqi's temperament also changed dramatically in an instant. The whole person was like a long sword in her hand, giving a sense of sharpness.

“Nice!”

Qin Yi under the ring, Xu Xu nodded, he came out feeling. At this time, Yang Xiqi, compared to a month ago, was a lot stronger.

“Very well, Yang Shiqi, you are indeed a super genius, a super genius of a sword, and I still look forward to fighting you. ”

Shengyu's lazy smile was quite stylish. He held a bronze war spear and stood proudly on the ring stage. His shirt floated all over him. Xu Xutou sent out a strong will.

“Ping-pong! ”

Without redundancy, the two men quickly fought together, two white shadows, in the ring, constantly interwoven.

Upon entering the Holy See, Xianwen passed on to Yang Shiqi a new set of swordsmanship called "Flying Seven". This set of swordsmanship was carefully selected by Wencheng Yang based on his own characteristics.

This set of swordsmanship is gentle and sophisticated, and contains sharp powers. The sword's trajectory is completely natural.

Among the swords, the sealed dragon's soul had long been completely activated by her. Every time she attacked, there was hidden the sound of a dragon tsunami. The broken sword was as glaring as the sun. The prick could barely open his eyes.

“Buzz...”

Qin Yi prompted his left hand to enter the state of emptiness. Suddenly, all the sword trajectories of Yang Shiqi were in his eyes, and it slowly climbed ten times.

“Perfect, without any blossoming! ”

Qin Yi was intimately surprised. He could not find a slight splash in Yang Shiqi's sword method. Every move was like a cloud running water.

“Master Yang's body is sealed with a 'sword power’. Perhaps she was really born for the sword...” Qin Yi frowned slightly, thinking.

He estimated that the “power of the sword" sealed in Yang Shiqi's body had not released a third, but its power was already quite astonishing. If this “power of the sword” came out completely, I wonder how astonished she would be.

It has to be said that the stars of the past years, his eyes are like torches. Although he did not know that Yang Shiqi's body was sealed with a "sword power”, he saw at first glance that Yang Shiqi was suitable for using a sword.

After a moment of reflection, Qin Yi put his ideas on Yang Shiqi's opponent Shengyu. This Shengyu is equally powerful, a big bronze spear, fully integrated into the natural avenue, as if it were the only one in the heavens and earth, every attack, equally without any breakage.

“Streaming clouds! ”

In a light drink, the big bronze spear in Shengyu's hand almost turned into a little bit, towards Yang Shiqi in front, burst out, as fast as a meteor, the whole bronze spear, did not emit any energy fluctuations.

In the blink of an eye, the bronze spear stabbed Yang Shiqi's chest and killed him.

Yet Yang Shiqi Nabana's moving delicate body was like a leaf, suddenly floating, the whole person had no weight at all, the next moment, she had long, sturdy legs, on that bronze spear, slightly, a finger with a long sword, straight into Seung-woo's throat: “Flying Type 7 - Type 4! ”

The sharp edge of the sword, reaching its limit, seemed to have broken a void directly. It dotted directly on Shengyu's throat, felt the cold edge of the sword tip, Shengyu was shocked, and his body burst out in a hurry.

His face was pale and he breathed a breath, alone, which made him smell death.