Although Princess Luofu is not the Jin Emperor, she does not have the supreme majesty of an emperor, but she is also a royal goddess.
"This bronze cauldron was made by Taizu Jin himself, representing the supreme imperial power of the Shenjin Dynasty. The bronze ball was taken out of this bronze cauldron, so it also represented the will of Taizu Jin. Nothing can be changed." Princess Luofu stood upright, with a slender snow neck, and a golden dragon-shaped gas was flowing around her body, as many as forty-five, and said: "The order of the third battle is so determined, no If you change it again, if anyone doubts this, then it will doubt the will of Taizu Jin."
No one said anything anymore. Princess Luofu had already brought this matter to the head of Taizu Jin. Even the three princes and nine ministers were in awe. If others were not aware of current affairs, they would be charged with contempt for imperial power. .
In the battle of twenty-five and thirteen, Feng Feiyun took another bye, and seemed extraordinarily calm. He continued to walk between the various battle stages, observing the fights of every top talent. The battle entered this level and became more intense. Even the top players of the younger generation have unfolded their cards and cannot win so easily.
On the Tianzihao battle stage, the opponents were "Big Head Buddha" and "Long Qingyang". Not surprisingly, there were many spectators gathered under the Tianzihao battle platform.
In the previous fights, the mysterious Datou Buddha used two damage moves in a row to win the battle. He was called the most sinister Tianjiao of the previous generation, and he almost killed himself twice because of the sinister damage.
Long Qingyang is gorgeous and unparalleled. Many monks have never seen such a "beautiful woman". She is as beautiful as a painting. These people can't help being attracted by him and become his loyal admirers.
Feng Feiyun was all dressed in black, standing under the battle stage, his body was so breathless that he kept the surrounding spectators away, not daring to get too close to him.
Both Bi Ningshuai and Long Qingyang were already standing on the battle platform, staring at each other from a distance. The battle had not yet started, and Bi Ningshuai was a few steps behind in terms of momentum. The appearance of jumping off the stage.
Feng Feiyun saw that several big figures from the Xiu Xian world came to watch the battle on the Tianzihao battlefield. The elders of the Xiyue clan, the deputy hall masters of the seventh hall of Senluo Hall, and the Tianhou Hou of the Eighteen Heavenly Lords... all of them were in power. There are at least six or seven of the overlords, each occupying one side, all of them came to cheer Long Qingyang with a strange look in their eyes.
"This Long Qingyang is really amazing. Only a few days after he came to the Shenjin Dynasty, he has already hooked up with several big figures in the world of immortality. If he is a woman, I am afraid that it is even more incredible, and it can cause chaos in the world." Feng Feiyun looked at it. People have always been very accurate. From the expressions of these big men, it can be seen that they must have an extraordinary relationship with Long Qingyang, and they may have been conquered by his "beauty".
A woman who knows how to use her beauty to conquer men and thus conquer the whole world is definitely a terrible woman.
And if a man can do this with beauty, that man is even more terrifying.
It is no wonder that Long Qingyang is more attractive than the number one beauty of the Tianlong Dynasty. It is difficult for anyone to reject such a person, not to mention that he understands men better than women.
"Little brother, why don't you take off your helmet and let me see what you look like?" Long Qingyang, with a slim figure and a voice like a filament, slowly walked towards Bi Ningshuai.
His steps are light, his voice is soft, his skin is as smooth as snow, his long black hair is falling down and swaying in awe, and those beautiful eyes are full of worry and resentment, which is extraordinarily provocative.
"You... don't come here. Believe it or not, I will jump from here right away?" Bi Ningshuai stepped back again and again, back to the corner of the battle platform, half of his feet were in the air, and he didn't dare to get too close to Long Qingyang. .
Long Qingyang's charm is really terrifying. Several giants who have cultivated for hundreds of years have all fallen into his hands. Bi Ningshuai is very unconfident. If he is approached, he will probably do some embarrassing things.
Long Qingyang has a variety of styles, and does not stop, smiled and said softly: "Little brother, you must not jump from here, otherwise I will be very sad."
"I'm fucking jumping." Bi Ningshuai closed his eyes tightly and shouted, but he didn't jump after all. After all, he finally got to this point. If he gave up easily, he would be very unwilling.
"You have the heart to leave me alone on the battlefield, you are really a ruthless person." Long Qingyang had already walked in front of Bi Ningshuai, there was no trace of spiritual energy flowing on his body, and he was extremely delicate and could not see the slightest lethality. , slender jade fingers wiped his eyes, as if in tears.
A woman's fragrance emanated from her body, like a midnight orchid.
Long Qingyang took a step forward again, with a light body and soft body, like a girl who has lived in a deep boudoir for a long time. She is really pitiful.
Bi Ningshuai's body shrunk into a ball, squatted directly on the corner of the battle platform, trembling all over, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Damn, you are cruel, I don't play anymore."
"Boom!"
Bi Ningshuai was forced to jump directly off the battlefield and fled, until he had escaped far, and then he squatted on the ground again and panted violently, as if he had just been killed from the army.
Feng Feiyun walked over with a smile and said, "Just admit defeat?"
Bi Ningshuai raised his head and rolled his eyes at him, and said, "What else can I do if I don't admit defeat? If I fight that shemale, I will definitely lose even worse."
Feng Feiyun comforted: "Your choice is very wise. Come, follow me to the Xuanzihao battlefield."
The two came to the Xuanzihao battle platform. The two people on the battle platform were still fighting. The battle was extremely fierce and earth-shattering. The entire battle platform was covered with cold air, and even the hundred-order jade steps were frozen.
The cold wind roared, and the sky fell heavily.
These flying snows only fell around the Xuanzihao battle platform, and it was obviously affected by the battle, which caused changes in the environment.
"Beiming Potian uses the "Beiming Divine Art", which condenses the 'Beiming Xuan Bing Armor', which is called the first defense of the same realm, and no monks in the same realm can break it."
One of the two people who fought on the battlefield was Beiming Potian.
And the one who fought Beiming Potian was also a monster with a mysterious origin. He was less than 1.5 meters tall, his body was like a cast of mud, his skin was covered in mud, and his eyes were like stones, without any brilliance.
"The name of this person who participated in the battle is 'Mud Man Wood'. He once beat an old monk with the fifth highest destiny to pieces with one palm, and his body turned into mud."
"This is an ancient magical power that has not appeared in the world for a long time. Obviously, the origin of this clay figurine is extraordinary and not simple."
Although Bi Ningshuai is often unreliable, he has a wide range of knowledge and said: "The clay figurine can kill the fifth-level cultivator with one palm, and the attack power is not trivial. Among the younger generation of cultivators, the attack power can be ranked in the top ten. , but still unable to break through the ice armor of Beiming Potian."
Although Beiming Potian has practiced the way of heavy swordsmanship, his attack power is not what he is best at. His real strength is his defensive power, which is invincible in the same realm.
If he can't break his defense, he can remain undefeated.
Feng Feiyun is best at speed, followed by attack, and finally defense.
If Beiming Potian's defense is the first of the younger generation, then Feng Feiyun's speed is the first of the younger generation.
"How much confidence do you have to be able to break the ice armor of Beiming Potian?" Bi Ningshuai asked.
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said, "I haven't really fought, and I don't know how strong Beiming Potian's defense is."
"Yes, the cultivation base has reached your level, and there are many factors that affect the battle. No one can predict the outcome."
On the battlefield, the tactics are terrifying. Both of them are the top talents of the younger generation. Every technique is mysterious and powerful like a stormy sea.
Beiming Potian defends the world unparalleled, walking on the battle platform, like entering and exiting in a no-man's land, gradually forcing the clay figurine to the bottom.
In terms of combat power, the clay figurine is not weaker than Beiming Potian, but the defensive power is different by several grades. The sword pressed on him, but it could make him injured. This was the difference.
"Within ten moves, the clay figurine will definitely lose." Feng Feiyun asserted.
Sure enough, in the ninth move, Beiming Potian hit a sword art, the epee rolled like a mountain, and smashed the clay figurine out of the battlefield. , lying on the ground, unable to stand up.
Above the imperial city, a cloud of gods flew over, and inside it was a thousand feet of yellow light, and there was a huge shadow of a god statue suspended in the sky.
The shadow of this statue is actually majestic, like the incarnation of a god, stretched out a hand, lifted the clay figurine lying on the ground, and then flew away.
Any super genius must have a strong person behind him to protect him.
Even though Beiming Potian had gone through a fierce battle, he was still imposing, his body was spotless, majestic and proud.
He walked down from the battle platform step by step, and a group of servants from the Beiming Clan came to meet him, but he turned and walked towards Feng Feiyun and stopped in front of Feng Feiyun, a pair of tiger eyes blazing. Guang, said: "You have been bye three times in the lottery. This is very lucky. Princess Luofu really does not like you in general. I now have seven levels of confidence to believe that you are the one who cheated to death."
Feng Feiyun stood there, looking very relaxed, and said, "I don't even know Brother Beiming, what are you talking about?"
"Humph! The affair between you and Princess Luofu can be hidden from others, but not from our Beiming clan. Even if you can make it to the top four, in the decisive battle, we will definitely meet, and then I will let you The original form is revealed." Beiming Potian carried a strong self-confidence.
"Hey! Then I will ask Brother Beiming's auspicious words, maybe I can really continue to bye until I enter the top four." Feng Feiyun smiled and competed with Beiming Potian.
The two supreme geniuses confronted each other, and there was a murderous intention in their words, which attracted the attention of many people.
"I hope you don't lose too much by then, otherwise Princess Luofu will be the woman on my bed." Beiming Potian turned and left, carrying a heavy sword and a crimson deer, and walked into a palace rest in it.