Eight rounds of the arena battle, nearly one day and one night of battle, finally reached this most exciting moment, the eighth courtyard Tianjiao's peak battle is about to begin, this battle is bound to be wonderful, with high gold content, I am afraid it will be more advanced than others. In the battle of the emperor, you won't lose much! ! ! ,
Much attention! ! !
On the 66th ring.
Na Hai Wuya deserves to be the number one evildoer and the number one seed of the young people of the Eight Great Houses. His temperament is dusty, and he doesn't seem to have a trace of human fireworks. His eyes are as deep as the stars of the universe. By chance, the golden light that flashes out, to People have a sense of god descending from the earth. With both hands on his back, behind him, faintly, you can see a god phantom that is as high as several tens of meters. With his eyes closed, he is unparalleled. With a light movement of his right hand, he can suppress the eternal world and collapse a world! ! !
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"...
Resplendent divine light erupted from the pores of Hai Wuya's whole body, misty clouds, falling sky and golden lotus, the whole person is like the legendary saint who is admired and worshipped by all peoples, with the same momentum and dominance. Coquettish! ! !
On the other hand, Yang Fan, with a face like ancient and modern, looked at Na Hai Wuya quietly, watching him silently pretend to be B! ! !
Suddenly, the quartet stands, and there was a lot of noise... ... ... ..
"Good! Good! Good! Both of them are in the fight, and they are about to start fighting!!!"
"The two are the top peerless evildoers of the young generation. This battle must be a battle between dragons and tigers. I don't know who will have the last laugh!!!"
"That said, the final winner must be Yang Fan. Although Hai Wuya is evil, he has swallowed the Nine Suns True God Pill, and Yin Jiuyang, whose combat power has soared ten times, is a little better than Yang Fan. But with one punch, Yin Jiuyang was killed in seconds, and the gap was obvious!!!"
"Indeed, compared with Yang Fan this monster, Hai Wuya is still a lot worse. The most important thing is that Yang Fan has an endless stream of cards. No one can guarantee that this is his strongest combat power!!!"
"Fuck your mother's shit, Yang Fan, who is also worthy of my Senior Brother Hai Wuya's opponent, look at it! This battle must be my Senior Brother Hai Wuya!!!"
"Yes! Brother Hai Wuya is so powerful that you scumbags can imagine how powerful it is!!!"
Rounds of outbreaks and rounds of singing and fierce progress have made Yang Fan gain countless fans, but after all, this is the Jiyang Mountain Range, the headquarters of the Jiyang Courtyard. On the square stands, most of them are disciples of the Jiyang Courtyard. Some people also thought that Hai Wuya might not be Yang Fan's opponent, but they would still only support Hai Wuya.
Not to mention that Hai Wuya’s transcendent status in their Jiyang House is definitely not something they can offend. What's more, it is closely related to their own interests. First, second, the difference between one person can be assigned to The resources are more than doubled! ! !
VIP stands.
"Brother Dongfang, congratulations, after this battle, the day of the rise of the Beihuang Courtyard is just around the corner!!!" Mo Wuxie smiled at Dongfang Sheng, congratulations, it seems that the eight houses are the first in the Beihuang Courtyard. The things in it are ordinary, even Yin Jiuyang is not Yang Fanyihe's enemy, this Hai Wuya is not a matter of grasping.
"A fluke! A fluke..." Dongfang Sheng chuckled and said with some humility, but looking at the smug on his face, there was no hint of humility at all, but it was, no matter who it was. With such a good disciple as Yang Fan, I am afraid that he would have to smile at night! ! !
"Huh! The little man is determined! My Wuya disciple is not Yin Jiuyang's trash... .... Keep your dog eyes wide open and see how my Wuya disciple abuses and kills that little beast... .... "Jing Boyang looked sullen, his heart burned with anger, and his eyes flashed with unspeakable violence.
Sixty-six ring arena.
"Yang Fan..." Hai Wuya opened his eyes, flashed a vicious look, and shouted to Yang Fan, Huang Chen Zhongmu drum, "You beast, there is no sympathy in your eyes. You are bloodthirsty. Sex, today, this son is going to clear the door for the sect... ... ... ... .."
While Hai Wuya was speaking, the phantom of the gods behind him also opened his mouth, bursting out dense and thick resonance, thunder sound, like a heavenly way to torture the soul, wanting to directly make Yang Fan kneel down and confess without fighting. Quren's soldier! ! !
"Hahaha...hahaha...hahaha..." Suddenly, Yang Fan seemed to have heard some funny jokes, hahahahaha, he looked like a big bronze bell. Lu, the devil roars, like the Yangtze River, the turbulent waves hit the shore, rolling up tens of thousands of waves, "Hahaha... .... With you, this waste is also worthy of representing the sect! And also worthy of following. What kind of fellowship am I talking about!!!"
Yang Fan’s subordinates are not merciful, and along the way, except for the disciples of the Northern Wilderness Courtyard, the other Tianjiao can be said to be dead or injured, but he is boundless, and it is not the case. Even compared to Yang Fan, he has to be worse than Yang Fan. , Until now, the number of people who died in his hands has been as many as six, two more than Yang Fan! ! !
It's ridiculous that he still has the face to say that he doesn't like the same kindness! ! !
"In the world of warriors, the strong is respected. Whoever has the big fist is the truth. What is the ability? Lao Tzu will follow! Haw's continuous ink stains will only make people feel sick!!!"
"Yang Fan's words are reasonable! In the world of warriors, everything speaks with strength. Why do so many nonsense, don't persuade, just do it!!!" From all directions, countless warriors nodded, the world of warriors, what you see is strength, you have That strength, do what you want, kill when you want to kill, everything else is imaginary! ! !
"Good! Good! Good! Little beast, really thought that defeating Yin Jiuyang's trash, he would be able to run wild? Today! This son will let you know what is called strength!!!" Hai Wuya's eyes are dead. Staring at Yang Fan, the veins on his forehead jumped wildly.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ....
The violent aura is like the Yangtze River, erupting from within the body of Hai Wuya, even the vague shadow of the ancient gods behind it begins to become clear and condenses, if there is any substance, it will be overwhelming and shocking Shuo Jin's horrible coercion swept across all fields.
"Puff!", "Puff!", "Puff!"... ... ... ...
The vast expanses of space in all directions, directly like mirrors, burst open, and even the enchantment around the ring is covered with traces of cracks like spider webs! ! !
terror! Unparalleled horror! ! !
"Ah! Sovereign! This Hai Wuya has actually proven the emperor of Dao! His... How is this possible! How is it possible!!!" Countless warriors in all directions were horrified, although the major seeds were evildoers They all have the power to rival the emperor, among them, the best, such as the sons of stars and others, have the power to fight the middle emperor, but most of their true cultivation is only in the realm of the peak quasi-emperor. More powerful, that is, stepping into the realm of the emperor. If you want to truly prove the emperor, if there is no adventure, at least it will have decades of hard work! ! !
"The emperor! He has stepped into the realm of the emperor. Is the gap between me and him really so big..." The son of the stars, Situ Xingchen, had a bitter expression on his face. , Hai Wuya had always been his goal of chasing after him. He thought that there was only a small gap between him and him, but he never expected it to be an insurmountable gap.
"Unexpectedly, this Hai Wuya was actually an emperor who has already proved Dao, this battle, it seems that there is still suspense!!!" On the VIP stage, an emperor boss whispered softly, emperor, half-step emperor, The difference of half a step, there is a qualitative difference in the period, especially once a peerless evildoer like Hai Wuya proves the way, it is even more unimaginable. At this moment, Hai Wuya's momentum is more powerful than that of Tun Jiu. Yin Jiuyang, the true god of Yang, will be more than ten times stronger when she comes, and it will continue to climb! ! !
Between breaths.
Hai Wuya's momentum finally climbed to its peak, behind the ancient god phantom, almost completely condensed into an incarnation.
There was a grinning smile across Hai Wuya's face, with infinite murderous intent, "Little beast, seeing the power of this young man, he began to fear and began to tremble. Now he kneels down and kowtows. This young man says he can't give you a complete... . ... ... ... ”
"Mom, you dare to chirp, you don't understand human words, do you?" Before Hai Wuya finished speaking, Yang Fan's eyes flashed with sullenness, and he screamed.
The golden light in Yang Fan's hands flashed, and the golden energy on the entire ring was suddenly emptied, and Rui Jin outbursts.
Everyone could only see that a golden palm with the size of dozens of acres of land fell from the sky, like the hand of a god, crushing everything! ! !
There was a dull, crisp sound.
The phantom of the ancient god behind Hai Wuya collapsed in an instant, and it was almost inhuman.
Looking at the boundless sea, he shot and flew more than a hundred meters away, hitting the ground heavily, and his whole body was almost unidentified, bloody and bloody, he couldn't help coughing up blood, and he was extremely embarrassed! ! !
With one palm, the unstoppable Hai Wuya is directly hit hard! ! !