Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

"Huh, I won't let you do what you want." Said time and time, Guan Hengyan flickered the huge axe in his palm, and a dazzling sunlight stopped suddenly on the face of the Grand Commander.

"Oh ..." The sun shone on the face of the Grand Commander, and a burst of rancid green smoke suddenly appeared. The Grand Commander screamed, "Eh, ah, ah! I'm burned!"

"Well, the snake pattern Ji said that it is true. You are really afraid of the sun." Guan Heng suddenly sneered and let out the flying poisonous dragon: "Quickly freeze this guy with the freezing mist, don't let him Tear those magic scrolls! "

"Woohoo, huff--" Flying Wing Dulong opened his mouth wide, suddenly spit out the cold, completely frozen the commander's leader, Guan Heng turned over and jumped onto Flying Wing Dulong's back, and he said loudly, "Today, it is 诛When the Trident of God is completely destroyed, I will let you guys disappear forever on the Ashton continent. "

"Poisonous dragon, we fly to the sky." Guan Heng gave a command. The flying wing poisonous dragon flew directly to the sky. Guan Heng had already changed into the Bone Evil Armor at this moment, and trembled slightly, but saw the part of the armour of one arm suddenly. It turned into a weird black and red color, and the little flame patterns on the bone armor, like countless small fishes, gathered in the palms of Guan Heng.

"Alas!" A red skull of a few feet in size was condensed into time, and Guan Heng threw this black fire skull into an unknown canyon, followed by the second and third ...

"Booming--" The small gorge with a radius of several thousand meters was suddenly shrouded in the fierce energy of the Black Fire Skull. In time, there was a sea of ​​fire!

"Even if it is the black flames of the Demon Realm, it can still devour sin." Guan Heng rides slowly on the back of the flying wing poison dragon, slowly speaking to himself: "It depends on the kind of person who uses them."

"Let's go, the next goal is the outskirts of the capital of Nili, the venue of the Academy Competition." Guan Heng patted the Flying Wyrm Dragon: "Let ’s move faster, the student group competition seems to start."

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At the same time, in the outskirts of Wangdu, the competition venue of the college competition. At this time, Norton was anxiously pacing in the player's lounge, and murmured in his mouth, "How did it happen? Brother Guan Heng hasn't returned yet, but the game will start soon."

"Brother." You Lijia was sitting beside her, holding her white staff, and her palms began to sweat. She said anxiously, "Can't you be quiet for a while? My heart is also nervous!"

"Well, do n’t worry about your two children." Mr. Zefa comforted them at this time: "Mr. Guan Heng, you will be back immediately, be calm and calm ..."

But at this moment, someone came knocking on the door: "Please ask the Norton player of Kawulu Mowu Academy to get on the field and it's your turn."

"Uh, this ..." Norton suddenly stopped still. He exhaled deeply: "Hoo, I finally came to play, but Brother Guan Heng didn't return."

"Well, Norton." Mr. Zefa said, "You play first. Even if Guan Heng is absent, you have to have confidence in yourself. You can win the game."

"Mr. Zefa is right." You Lijiahuo stood up and said, "Brother, I'll go and cheer for you."

"Well, okay." Norton put his tomahawk on his shoulders at this time, and he said with determination: "I want to prove to Brother Heng Heng, even if he is not with me, I can defeat my opponent!"

A moment later, on the ring of the college contest, Norton looked at his opponent who was two heads taller and stronger than himself, and in the eyes he shot the color of perseverance. At this moment, the referee announced: "The competition begins."

Norton's opponent, Gabon, of the Principality of Plan France, was in his early twenties and was an intermediate peak swordsman. He used a pair of single-edged swords over three feet long, a rare two-handed weapon. .

I saw Gabon pulling his sword in his hand, and suddenly attached his vigor to the two swords. He sneered slightly: "I didn't expect to encounter a little baby in the first round. Hehe, it seems that he can easily advance."

"Hum, don't look down on young opponents."

Norton's expressionless hand-armed Tomahawk, his bones made a series of crisp sounds, and his muscles suddenly burst into bulge. Gabon saw this strange shape, and he couldn't help but startled: "This kid is not very old, but Exercise yourself to this extent. "

During this time, Norton practiced the orc royal royal top-level refining technique that had been sent to Guanheng, and had already stepped into the ranks of intermediate soldiers, so there was no tension and fear in the face of intermediate swordsmen.

The battle between Gabon and Norton began immediately. The two of you came and went, and the two-handed single-edged sword kept on fiercely colliding with the tomahawk.

"Dangyu!" The tomahawk's sharp edge suddenly struck Gabon's left-hand sword. The opponent's wrist was sore and loose with five fingers, and the single-edged sword flew suddenly into the air.

But at this time, Gabon responded extremely quickly. He jumped to the ground with a tiptoe, jumped into the air, reached out and caught Zhenfei's single-edged sword. The two-handed sword suddenly crossed and cut off: "Cross fighting spirit cut!"

"Oh!" The two cross-cutting strikes suddenly struck Norton on the ground. "Bang!" Norton was not afraid, and waved his tomahawk to block the cross-strike.

However, the opponent's cross-cutting attack came for the second time. "Dang!" Norton was caught off guard by seven or eight steps, and almost sat down on the ground.

"Abominable." Norton shook his trembling arm, barely grasped the tomahawk, and couldn't help but start breathing slightly. At this moment, Gabon shook his body and rushed forward: "Hahaha, boy, yes It's time to end, and I think you can stop me now! "

"Oh, oh!" The two-handed sword turned into a bit of cold light, and he did not move away from the opponent. It seemed that Gabon decided to make a quick decision. Norton was also stubbornly hard at this moment. The strength has reached 100%, desperately resisting the onslaught of the opponent!

"Dangdang Dang!" In the fight, Gabon wielded his two swords, slamming on Norton's Tomahawk one after another. Norton felt that his wrist was loose, and he was throwing away his axe.

"Norton, don't be nervous," a voice suddenly exclaimed, "the other party is too tired to fight with him for endurance!"

"It's Brother Guanheng!" Upon hearing this sound, Norton's spirit was shaken, and his loose fingers tightened the axe handle again at the moment of turning.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" In the eyes again the raging battle, Norton yelled, the tomahawk in his palm suddenly turned into a sharp blade, "Dangdangdang!" Every time the axe struck, They knocked heavily on each other's weapons.

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