The God of War Challenging Heaven

“Since then, however, she has lost a great deal of wealth, perhaps with a glimmer of hope of victory over the official if she had the same sense of belonging as the just sword of justice. At that time, she can also plunder the emperor's liquid on the upper officer's feet. ”

Dongzhi on one side, Xu Xu said.

Qin Yi shook his head with a smile and said: “That said, but it was too risky. Although Park Yiyun also wanted to get a batch of imperial liquid and improve his strength as soon as possible, it can also be seen that she is a prudent person and will not take this risk. ”

“Well, your words, too, make sense. ”

Dongzhi nodded, paused, and went on to say: “If I am not mistaken in my estimation, Donggong Fu will soon appear. Park Yiyun has good strength, but compared to Donggong Fu, there are still a lot of gaps, even if this Xuanmu branch can persist, in the end, it is just a wedding dress in Donggong Fu. ”

“Exactly. ”

Qin Yi said faintly.

In the center of the martial arts field, Park Yiyun calmly handed 138 drops of Emperor's liquid to the superior officer, and then his body flashed and exploded.

Instead of leaving, however, she came off-site and stood there watching the rest of the game.

There are practitioners out there, just like her, who have lost the battle and have not been killed.

“Obergruppenfuhrer, I'll fight you! ”

Park Yiyun just left the scene, a middle-aged man in a robe, with a long gun, stood up towards the superior officer in the center of the martial arts field and killed the past.

The superior officer had just plundered 138 drops of Emperor Liquid on Park Yiyun, and he himself, should also have some Emperor Liquid, so the amount of God's Liquid in his body was already quite high at this moment.

This is like a snowball. As the WCA progresses, the bigger the snowball gets, the more emperor you will get when you finally truly win. It's unimaginable.

The middle-aged man in the robe, his name was Heba.

The two still had no extra bullshit, and soon there was a rave together.

The Heba's attack, unusually fierce, the long gun was his brazen infusion, up to dozens of lengths, striving to sweep the room, seemed to want to stir this side of the void, all in pieces.

An unusually tall superior official, suddenly forced by the hegemony to step back continuously, a perilous appearance.

Not long later, his arms holding the nine-ring machete were shaken numb, the mouth of the tiger was directly shaken, and the flesh was blurred.

“This superior officer is miserable, this time he has met a strong enemy! ”

“Yeah, if he can't hold on for five minutes, he'll be shot and killed. ”

“More than a hundred drops of Emperor's Liquid, it's sad to see that it's not even hot yet. ”

“ …… ”

For a while, the spectators off the field, they were also trying to compete with each other, and there was a lot of discussion.

Even Qin Yi's side, that Oriental Shiba in red armor, couldn't help but nod his head far away from appreciating Heba.

And Park Yiyun, who had just left the scene, was fortunate to cry out. Fortunately, when he fought with his superiors, he decisively admitted to losing. Otherwise, if this battle with Heba, he would have killed him if he didn't even have a chance to admit to losing.

“Buzz...”

Qin Yi darkly prompted his left hand to enter the state of emptiness, carefully watched the center of Mo Wu Yan, and the superior official stood to fight Heba.

After a moment of observation, Qin Yi touched his nose and sighed: “Heba was fierce, but he did his best to make this effect. He was just thinking of a drum, he wanted to kill the superior officer...

“The problem, however, is that his lethal attack with such energy was precisely the culprit who sent him to Yellow Springs Road because his attacks were too blossoming. ”

Mm-hmm.

Hearing him say this, Dongzhi next to him couldn't help but look at Qin Yi in surprise. Even the average fighter knows that the best defense, is to attack, so long as he can beat each other down with a drum, even in the course of the attack, reveal a blossom, what can be done?

“It's ridiculous! ”

“Ignorance, innocence! ”

“It is a great miracle that such a naive man is still alive and entering the second level of this mausoleum. ”

“ …… ”

Other spectators in the vicinity, are all talking and throwing a despicable look at Qin Yi.

Even Park Yiyun, dressed in a white robe, shook his eyes at Qin Yi.

However, the voices of these people have not fallen -

“Psst!”

A sharp instrument chopping muscle tissue sounds in the martial arts.

The voice itself was quite weak and almost unheard, but at this moment, it was like a pounding heavenly thunder, suppressing those words that disdained Qin Yi, so that everyone present could really hear.

As this slight sound sounded, those practitioners who were disdainfully disdainful of Qin Yi outside the field, their bodies were all trembling with a sudden tremor. The discourse they were making in their mouths was also abruptly stopped.

The entire martial arts, in between moments, were quiet and almost smelled like needles.

All the spectators outside the field, including Dongzhi, slowly shifted their eyes from Qin Yi to the center of the martial arts field.

So they saw Heba standing there motionless, holding the dozens of long guns in his hand, the color on his face, kind of weird that he couldn't say.

Then, Heba's upper body, from his left shoulder to his right waist, slowly slides to the ground.

“Push! ”

His lower body, too, fell straight forward, making a loud noise.

Although just now, everyone is busy despising Qin Yi, not paying attention to the battle scene between Heba and Shang Guan.

But at the moment, it's easy to imagine what's happening in the electric firestone room?

It was a blossom of the superior official Lizhun Heba. The lightning bolt of the nine-ring machete split, and the left shoulder of the Heba split together, and the rear oblique cut from the right interwaist.

This is…

Looking at the center of the martial arts field, the superior official standing holding the nine-ring machete still dripping blood, and the ground was cut into two hefty hefts by one knife, and looking at the faint face outside the field, Qin Yi, the corners of everyone's mouth, had to smoke lightly, the face filled with strange colors.

The Heba, who appeared to have an absolute advantage, was actually cut into two pieces by the superior officer between blinks. Such a scenario is as unreal as a dream.

Even Dongzhi next door, that delicate jade cheek, is a hot, like being slapped by an invisible slap, “slap”, slap hard.