But the scumbag did not pick up the sword.
Instead, he held the two flags behind him in his hands.
"Forget it, let's fight like that."
Feng Jian's eyes narrowed... What does this mean
Then Zha Xian suddenly waved left and right, and this time the sword wind was superimposed on the left and right, the wind was complicated, and the wind sword could not be interpreted for a while, and it began to be blown off the field again.
The two big flags of the scumbag fluttered left and right, and the crowd shouted after the provocation!
"Get out!" "Get mad!" "Get out!" "Get mad!"
The atmosphere was getting higher and higher, only Feng Jian was frowning and kept backing away.
After thinking hard, a flaw came to mind from the scumbag's actions. He kept using the sword wind to force him back, not daring to let himself get close. In addition, the sword just picked up his sword. It means that he is not good at close combat and is afraid of close combat.
Thinking of this, Feng Jian used his eight-success power, broke through Jian Feng with the fastest movement, and came to Zha Xian's side in an instant.
Scum Immortal was startled, and did not continue to wave the flag.
-good chance!
The wind sword stabbed in the past!
Who knew that the man's reaction was almost unbelievable. He grabbed Feng Jian's hand and threw him to the ground. The moment Fengjian landed, he arched his waist and wanted to get up, and then he felt a thick and almost endless internal force penetrated into his body, and then saw the scumbag showing a very evil smile. Arm strength, throwing him in the air.
The other hand waved at full strength.
"The father of the bastard lamb ruthlessly kills the dog!"
On this day, the figure of a young warrior passed through the ring, through the crowd, through the woods... The wind sword that couldn't stop flying away. The expression on his face always said the same thing - this guy... Who the hell is...
Luo Ming touched his chin again.
Ok? So, what the hell is going on here
Chapter 110 Invincible in the arena
The scumbag swept the wind sword with a flag pole, and was not in a hurry to retreat. Standing upright, with a kind smile on his face, he called out energetically: "He comes!"
Everyone was shocked. Could it be that they wanted to drive the crane to the west
But after waiting for a long time, no crane came out.
…
Even the scumbag was stunned. Because he saw that the Yellow Crane he had prepared earlier was held in his hands by the Shen Yi people in the pavilion, and smiled maliciously at him.
(Why did the boss go to Xiaohuangquan's pavilion? The food is bad!! It must be my fault for not notifying her in advance! It seems that Jiahe can't pretend, so let's go back.)
While thinking about this, suddenly, a sparrow flew out from the Xiaohuangquan Pavilion...
"What kind of crane is this?" "Ma He?" "Walk on this thing?"
Everyone was in awe of the scumbag's eyes.
The scumbag looked at the sparrow that was blown out by Shen Yi's palm wind and flew around... and weighed her weight.
But it was difficult to ride a tiger, and he jumped over with a 'drinking' sound. The little sparrow felt a force of destruction approaching, and desperately tried to escape, but who knew it was wrapped in an invisible force and carried back.
To outsiders, the Scum Immortal stepped on the sparrow's tiny body and flew back to the pavilion with it.
The curtain was lowered, and the situation inside could no longer be seen clearly. The occasional roar of the Hedong lion was heard, which was probably one of the magical powers of the scumbag, but it was not unusual.
the other side.
"Master?"
Hearing this name, Luo Ming showed an incomprehensible expression.
This scumbag was one of Luo Siming's guest generals long before he left the customs. It even appeared when the Green King and Mingfeizhen were fighting each other. But at that time, the man had been identified as a swindler. Luo Ming didn't have time to remember such a person. But it seems that this person is not the first time to do it, and there is even a record of doing it in Luojia Villa. Luo Ming actually ignored this person and couldn't help regretting his carelessness.
After listening to the subordinate's report at this time... I am even more confused. Where did this scumbag come from
This person had no so-called past experience from the beginning. His background is said to be Zhongnanshan Quanzhen Sect. However, his master is Zhou Botong...
Luo Ming concluded that it was a peerless master in disguise. But he carefully recalled every move of this scumbag, every move, in his memory, no master of supernatural powers had this kind of martial arts. Although there are words in martial arts that are clever and clumsy, they must also be divided into opponents. With a master of Fengjian's level, Luo Ming himself can defeat Fengjian in this way without revealing his skills. But the premise is that Feng Jian is his disciple, and he is familiar with his every weakness.
If you change to Aples, if you don't enter the realm of supernatural powers, this battle will take at least a few hundred rounds.
Who is this person...
Luo Ming couldn't figure it out, and the other man who didn't live in guessing the identity of the scumbag was also troubled at this time.
Jin Caitan was so stunned when he watched the last scene, he could barely comment. The battle just now was called a duel, it was clearly a fight between gods. Jin Caitan was stunned all the way until the scum immortal drove a crane back to the west before he woke up like a dream.
"The third round is won by Senior Xiao's loose group. If there is no objection, the first round of the Refinement Casting Club will be over. The second round will be played by the three who just won."
Having said that, I glanced at the emperor's group, as if thinking of Dugu, who was seriously injured just now, and continued.
"If the person is inconvenient to move due to injury, the player can be replaced." The fact that the player can be replaced is not an accident. First of all, Jin Caitan is kind-hearted, and he is not happy to see the wounded end when he presides over a duel. The second and most important thing is that this duel is all about giving birth to sword gall. If the duel candidates are not strong, the fighting spirit will not be strong. It's no good for spawning sword gallbladder. Luo Ming naturally agreed with the replacement.
At the break time, the audience below began to discuss the decisive battle of Shicai, and the atmosphere was warm. The leaders of the various factions fell into a somewhat strange atmosphere, as if they were mentally preparing for the upcoming battle.
And Ming Feizhen and the others were too busy to stop.
"So everything is arranged properly?" Ming Feizhen walked out while changing his clothes.
Shen Yiren knew that his identity was special, so he wanted to hide it from Su Xiao and others, and walked with his clothes for him.
"Yes, the leaders of both good and evil have been in touch. According to the words on the note you gave, basically they agreed. As long as someone stands up to denounce them, they will lead them to join." Suddenly, Xiu Mei frowned. "But, where did those secret codes on your note come from? Why do these famous and decent leaders seem to be scared to death when they hear it?"
That's it. Those are the things and money that my master owes them, and I threatened them that if they didn't help those things, they would not even pay back the principal and profit. Isn't there anything to be afraid of
Ming Fei really thought about it, but he said, "Who knows?"
Knowing that he was perfunctory, Shen Yiren didn't bother to ask, "According to Dugu, the emperor was imprisoned in the stands of the Luo family. He was surrounded by people, and now Luo Ming himself is in charge. It is impossible for him to see that the situation is wrong. , will not use the safety of the emperor as a threat."
Ming Feizhen put on the last robe, which was the same as the original one. Cai and Shen Yiren walked through the crowded passage.
"After the second round of finals, I'll stop Luo Ming. You launched a 20% rescue operation and rescued the emperor. With so many elites on the field, it shouldn't be difficult to do."
"What about the other eighty percent?"
"Of course he's here to save me!" Ming Fei said angrily. "You hundreds of masters stand outside and watch me and Luo Ming beat to death, won't your conscience hurt!"
Shen Yiren has yet to fully grasp the true strength of this man. But since he can say such words to hold Luo Ming, he should have a certain degree of confidence.