Dragon Blood Emperor

Feng Ju stood up again, and the blood pupil shot a sharp blade. Although he was injured, the sword on his body became stronger and stronger.

Bang!

Suddenly, the wind-like figure burst out like an off-string arrow, and the silver sword was cut in the air. Numerous swordsmands shot from the sword body to form a sword river running through.

The green cymbal was suspended in the void, like a green snake demon **** alive, with the heads of nine giant snakes roaring towards the sky, shaking its huge body and striking towards Daohe.

嘭, 嘭, 嘭 ...

Each green snake hit the sword river, the dreadful sword river would drop by one point, and the sword mang continued to collapse.

Cut, cut ...

Feng Jue's body walked in the sword river. His breath did not diminish sharply, but strengthened even more. The silver sword slashed the snakes head after head!

"how is this possible?"

Qing Yan's face sank, and he withstood his several attacks. The wind's breath should attenuate, but why did he become more powerful.

"No, it can't be consumed like this. Next, there are still powerful battles waiting for me."

Qing Yan thought secretly, his eyes cleared.

"Let's end the fight, Green Snake Eater!"

With a burst of drink, the body of the nine-headed serpent doubled, and it opened its mouth with blood and swallowed it towards the wind.

cut!

The wind absolutely waved his arm, the silver sword slashed on the head of the cyan giant shadow, and a circle of horrible ripples erupted.

At the same time, another giant snake's **** mouth was also closed towards Feng Jue's body, and Feng Jue's body sprang out a beam of knife light, forming a knife light shield.

Bang!

The snake's head hit the sword light shield, Feng Ju's body snorted, and rushed towards the green urn with a silver sword.

"Dare to rush to come and find death!" Qing Yan shot coldly with a cold eye, his hands slumped, nine snakes bombarded the wind-shielded sword-light shield, and the sound of wind-stopped humming grew louder.

Ye Wushuang stared, his eyes cleared, without stopping.

The stunned sword and demon body needs stimulation. The stronger the stimulation, the more perfect the transformation. Fighting with the green cricket is his best exercise.

Therefore, he doesn't stop, Qing Qing is just a stepping stone, a temporary sparring.

Bang!

Feng Jue ’s body moved forward again, although the blade shield was collapsing, his breath became stronger!

At this point, the embarrassed Qingyan didn't find it, and the attacks continued, all falling on the blade light shield on the surface of the wind, gradually disintegrating the shield.

"Last hit, die!" The nine snakes rushed together, preparing to completely dismantle the scabbard shield of the wind and wipe him out.

And the wind is absolutely, he still rushed to the barnyard, like a moth flinging fire!

"Is he crazy, go up like this, look for death!"

Countless exclamation sounds also sounded at this moment, and Qing Ye had launched the most powerful attack, and Feng Ju rushed up like this and killed himself.

really.

As soon as Feng Jue's body was close to the green urn, the nine-headed snake smashed the shield of Daoguang in all directions, disintegrating the last guard of Feng Jue.

The terrible death breath enveloped the wind, and the wind was over!

Everyone couldn't guess why the wind must insist on rushing to Qingye ’s body, but when the shield was broken, the wind would definitely fail, and it would give up life.

"Okay!"

However, at this moment, Ye Wushuang spit out three words.

These three words can only be heard by Yunxiao, Sword Extraordinary, Qingxue, Mo Wentian and others!

As soon as the words came down, Feng Jue's body changed dramatically on the battle platform.

how is this possible? "

A sound of exclaiming sounded one after another.

Below the trenches, the eyes of a multitude of influences were full of shock, exclaiming four words: "Special constitution!"

The special constitution is a symbol of the demon talent, which only exists in the legend. I did not expect it to appear on the trenches now.

The masters of all forces were extremely shocked. Ling Xiaoge, what is it, actually possesses a physical genius!

The giant old man in the sky also narrowed his eyes, staring at the wind, and saw his body turned into a peerless magic sword, and merged into the silver sword.

The magic sword is invincible and full of fury, the sword light is flashing, the nine blue giant snakes are beheaded off, and the wild sword is cut on Qingyu's body as expected.

Huh!

Although Qingyu was defensive, in the face of unexpected changes, she was still unexpected. Her body was chopped off, flew out of the battle platform, and smashed her head to the ground.

boom!

The trenches trembled and they had to tremble before they stopped.

The crowd looked at everything in astonishment. The six-pointed Qingling of Lingquan, the first genius of the Qing tribe, was defeated and lost to the hands of an unknown senior of Lingquan.

On the stage.

Feng Jue's figure manifested again, holding a silver sword, looking pale at the green cymbals below, defended with glory!

"Impossible, impossible ..."

Qing Yan climbed up from the ground, watching the wind on the battle platform, and whispered to himself, and then uttered a spit of blood.

Why is this happening?

Qing Ye did not believe that he would lose to Feng Jue, and the price was paid, but it was not Feng Jue, but him. This game was an important one for him to enter the top ten.

However, defeat means that he can never enter the top ten!

"You lost!"

Feng absolutely hoarsely spit out three words, such as a sharp needle piercing into Qing Qing's heart, and he couldn't help but spit out blood.

shame!

These three words made him ironic.

Below the trenches, the Qing people were also ugly, and Ling Xiao Pavilion, which was nothing, gave them a slap in the face, and they endured them with pity.

The wind turned to Ye Wushuang again, and he pulled his lips, revealing a smile.

Ye Wushuang also laughed.

The wind has grown, and the body of the sword demon has completely transformed. As long as sufficient training resources are available, it can go a thousand miles.

"It looks like he needs some resources!"

Ye Wushuang smiled bitterly, physical training, and the resources needed were too horrible. He knew it well.

"In this game, you win, go and rest."

Said the old man faintly.

It was said that the wind nodded for a moment and walked down. His attack was very costly and he suffered a lot of injuries and needed recovery.

but.

Feng Feng's footsteps, just ready to step down the stage, a shout suddenly sounded: "Wait a minute, I want to challenge you!"

On Tian Jianzong's side, a young man stepped forward.

challenge!

The crowd's eyes also turned, frowning, this time to challenge the wind, it might be too dangerous.

"You want to challenge me?"

Feng absolutely turned his head, watching the young man.

"My ranking seems to be higher than you and can challenge you."

That young man did not care about other people ’s eyes and defeated the wind. His final ranking in the future will be improved a lot, and the rewards will be richer. It is worth him doing so.

Hearing that the wind nodded absolutely, and before everyone responded, he responded, "I accept your challenge!"

"it is good!"

Seeing this, the young man was so happy that he stepped onto the stage.

"The wind is terrible, are you crazy!"

Seeing the wind promised, some people who could not stand shouted.

The wind has won the green cricket, it is enough to be proud, and enough to admire and admire everyone, without having to prove anything, everyone has respect.

Therefore, no one will ridicule the challenge of Xiao Xiao's generation. If the wind is absolutely wounded, there will be fighting, and the wind will definitely fall. There is no chance of winning.

but.

The wind has promised ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ everything is irreparable, everyone can only sigh.

Feng Jue looked at the opposite youth and asked, "Challenge me, I want to know, what's your name?"

The young man answered, "Tian Jianzong, Gao Jie!"

"Tian Jianzong, Gao Jie, remember the name!"

"But this battle, I confess!"

Feng Jue suddenly shouted a word, and immediately made the crowd unable to react, and let Gao Jie go to the stage to admit defeat.

Gao Jie also froze, looking at Fengze with a slump in his face, some disbelieving.

Feng Jue said hoarsely: "I confess to losing, but it does not mean that Ling Xiao Ge will admit defeat, Gao Jie, Ling Xiao Ge, someone will clean up you!"

Risking people, just villains!

He lost, but Ling Xiaoge did not lose, and Ye Wushuang, he would not let go of Jie!