The lion king Dong Yunhao is not weak. If his cards are exhausted, he is not without a fight against some middle-rank Wuhou. Unfortunately for Yang Fan, he is too weak and too weak. Just a punch, he will be defeated by Yang Fan. It blows up the life, only the breath is out, there is no breath in, and it seems that you can't live! ! !
Quiet! The top of the huge Qingyun Peak suddenly became quiet like a tomb. It took a while before there was such a whispering sound... ..
"Second.... Spike kill, the lion king Dong Yunhao was... just like that, he was killed by a punch, I... Am I right?"
"This...what exactly is this Yang Fan... from where did the monster come out? One... one punch, just one punch, blasting the lion king Dong Yunhao. One... ... .."
"Cruel! It's too cruel. This power is coming from Sima Xingchen, son of the Star of Comparison. I'm afraid it's not weak anymore!!!"
"Seed monster-level combat power, this Yang Fan is definitely seeded monster-level combat power!!!"
The lion king Dongyun Haoyi is considered a top-level existence among the many subordinate evildoers. Even if it is the thirteen seed evildoers, I am afraid that no one can guarantee that they can be killed with a single punch. Now Yang Fan is hit by a punch. Explosive, incredible, really incredible! ! !
"Difficult... Is this Yang Fan really... really him?" Seeing Yang Fan on the ring who looked like an ancient demon god resurrected, an unrealistic idea once again appeared in Chu Bing's mind. .
Purple Spirit Sect spectator seat.
"Ah! How could this be! How could this be! How old is he, how could he have defeated Brother Dongyun, how could he have defeated Brother Dongyun..." hundreds of the core disciples of the Purple Spirit Sect had their faces His smile has disappeared, replaced by a deeply unbelievable, as if seeing a ghost in the legend! ! !
However, the Seven Star Sect seat not far away from them is the opposite, cheerfully, "Take it! I am completely convinced by Lao Zhou this time. Brother Yang Fan is Brother Yang Fan, strong! Really. too strong!!!"
"Hahaha... I know that cousin Yang Fan (master) is the strongest. What Dong Yunhao is all are spicy chickens, so he wants to be with me cousin Yang Fan (master)" Fighting, I really don't know how many catties I have! ! ! "
Eastern high platform.
Yin-robed deacon Xu Baichuan, who was surrounded by a group of big men, narrowed his eyes, and a hint of brilliant light appeared. "I didn't expect that this seat will also have a day of misunderstanding. This young man is the biggest surprise of this year's Qingyun ranking preliminary. With that punch just now, the power is no longer under the many Seven Heavenly Martial Lords!!!" The fifteen-year-old Sixth Heavenly Martial Master, even in their Sacred Hall, can be regarded as a first-class Tianjiao evildoer. , What's more, he has a terrifying combat power comparable to that of a high-level Wuhou, even if he is the same age, he is far from the next level! ! !
at this time... ... .
"Ah! Hao Yi....." Guo Jiyun, the supreme Sovereign of the Purple Spirit Sect with a childlike face, stood up, blood spurting in his eyes, and his whole body whizzed like a sea with murderous intent, gritted his teeth. The voice was heartbreaking, like a testimony, "This kid, how dare he! How dare he do this cruelty!!!"
Dongyun Haoyi is not an ordinary Tianjiao, but it is the third person of their Purple Spirit Sect youth generation, the seventh-rank superior bloodline, as long as he does not fall, he will be a top martial artist for the first time in the future, and he will die here, absolutely. It was their great loss to the Purple Spirit Sect! ! !
"Enough! This is not a place for you to play sideways. If you don't want to watch the game, just get out of this seat!!!" Xu Baichuan's expression turned cold for an instant, and he scolded, "If you dare to make noise again, don't blame the ruthless men of this seat! !!!"
I really think that the battle of the Qingyunbang is that the children fail to make a living. Since they dare to fight on stage, they must have the consciousness of death. If they die, I can only blame him for his poor academic skills and dare to make noise. I really think he is the host. Can't display it! ! !
Guo Jiyun’s screaming roar was immediately stagnant, and he finally woke up. This is not the place for him to play tricks. Although their Purple Spirit Sect is one of the nine major sects of the Tang Dynasty, for the behemoth of the Saint Extreme Sect, it is completely It's just an ant that can be killed easily. Not to mention other things, the silver-robed deacon Xu Baichuan alone has the power to destroy their Purple Spirit Sect.
"Haha... Brother Guo, it seems that this sect has won, you must not forget the three high-level royal beast rings..."
The group of death.
He wore a golden robe, like a god descending to the earth, as if the stern face of Huangfuqi, the son of the gods of the gods, who had never cared about anything, finally had a slight change. His eyes, like the starry sky of the universe, stared slowly down Yang Fan in the ring seems to want to imprint it deeply in his mind. It is nothing to kill Dong Yunhao with a punch. He can do it easily. The key is that Yang Fan is still so young. At the same age, he is far less powerful than Yang Fanlai, and even compared to Dong Yunhao who was beaten by Yang Fan with a punch, he is a far cry from him. This is definitely the only peerless evil in his life! ! !
Not far away was wearing a fire-red robe, as if the flame king came to the world, Lihuo Sect Young Master Li, Li Huo, looked at Yang Fan's gaze, and suddenly seemed to be thinking of something, and directed at the Heavenly Sword Young Master Xia Yuqian. He laughed and said, "Brother Xia, you will be the one who will face this little monster in the next round. I wonder if you are sure to beat this little monster?"
Yang Fan is No. 12122, and Xia Yu is No. 12128. If nothing happens, the third round of the ring will be the time for him to fight Yang Fan! ! !
"Brother Mo Li, did you forget that this seat is sword repair!!!" Xia Yu smiled proudly, and the kingdom of swords appeared in his eyes, sword forest, sword tomb, sword pond, ten thousand swords returned to the sect, the world bowed." No matter how powerful he is, this seat will be broken with a single sword!!!"
The title of Jian Xiu—The Body Xiu Nemesis is not for nothing. As long as there is a qualitative difference between the strengths of the two sides, he has the confidence to cut it under his Xuantian sword! ! !
Xia Yu's figure moved, turned into a sword light, and shot towards the ring! ! !
Xia Yu’s opponent this time is equally extraordinary, just like that Dong Yunhao, he is a member of the subordinate evildoers, and his name is Han Hao, who is the eighth person in the young generation of the Heavenly God Sect. , Compared to Dong Yunhao, it is a bit inferior! ! !
This battle, the level of attention received, is no more than Yang Fan and Dong Yunhao are the same! ! !
Among the nine major sects of the Tianshen Sect, there are some different kinds. Some of their cultivation is like the legendary method of the gods. By visualizing the ancient gods enshrined by the Tianshen sect, they create a divine spiritual image, which is directly sacrificed during the war. Conquer the world! ! !
And what Han Hao visualizes is an ancient giant god. Once the spiritual image of the god was sacrificed, it immediately turned into a peerless giant up to ten meters high. This giant is like the legendary giant spirit god, with his feet on the colored clouds, the sky above his head, and his hammer in hand. , Shenwei is unmatched, and everything is destroyed with one hammer! ! !
However, Xia Yu only smashed that peerless giant with a sword. That sword, Haohao ****, a flying immortal outside the sky, almost instantly, Xia Yu smashed thousands of swords. A sword is faster than a sword, and a sword is sharper than a sword. With a magical workmanship, every sword vents the spirit to the extreme, one cut a thousand swords, one sword is like a sword! ! !
Just like the legendary art of dissolving the cow, the giant god and Han Hao were strangled into powder in an instant, and there was no scum left! ! !
For a time, Xia Yu was in the limelight, almost overshadowing Yang Fan, becoming the number one player in the preliminary contest of the Qingyun Ranking. Even the many bigwigs on the Eastern High Platform praised him! ! !
However, it didn't take long for Xia Yu's shock and awe to be overshadowed by Huangfuqi, the enchanting evildoer that day Shenzong took over.
In this round, Huangfuqi's opponent was Sima Xingchen, the son of the peerless evildoer of the Star Palace.
This is a direct dialogue between the two big seed evildoers. It is definitely the most heavyweight matchup to date. Even the battle between Yang Fan and Dong Yun Haoyi, Xia Yu and Han Hao would be a stall.
Suddenly, the scene tended to be high chao! ! !
In the Quartet auditorium, the blood boiled over! ! !
Even Yinpao Deacon Xu Baichuan is looking forward to this moment! ! !
The peerless evildoer Sima Xingchen deserves to be known as the first body training of the young generation. The starlight all over his body is dazzling, as if the ancient star god descended from the world, pointing to the sky and stepping on the earth, invincible! ! !
A punch, like a peerless dragon, sweeps across the starry sky. The power contained in it is far beyond the imagination of the world. It is more than twice as horrible as Yang Fan just smashed Dong Yunhao with a punch, even if it is strong. Such as the Sixth Heaven Wuhou, under one of its punches, they will sink into despair and be blown by life! ! !
It's too late to say, then soon! ! !
A terrifying scene happened. Huangfu's strange spiritual consciousness moved, and the same ancient giant appeared out of thin air, but the ancient giant created by Han Hao was completely inferior to that of a witch, and he was tall enough. It's beyond a hundred feet high, and the imposing momentum is hard to describe in words. The space on all sides is directly like glass, bursting layer by layer, and endless air currents are countercurrent, collapsing, and running away....
One finger pointed it out, it was exactly one finger of the ancient demon god, as if it could break through the boundaries of space and time, sweep the entire world, and shatter nine heavens and ten places! ! !
"Oh no... ... ."
There was only time to erupt the unwilling roar of the beast before it died.
"Pouch!!"
Bathed in endless starlight, Sima Xingchen, who resembles the resurrection of the star god, is like an ant on the ground, crushed by a finger to Shengsheng! ! !
"Fuck! What did I see? Spike! Sima Xingchen was spiked!!!" An imposing and powerful ancestor Wuhou couldn't help but swear.