Limitless Sword God

Su Yun stared seriously at Huo Quancai's shoes. When he was about to be stabbed by the bell leaves, the shoes shone brightly and the body shape moved to avoid the attack.

It seems that Huo Quancai’s strange body is not unrelated to these boots.

It is no wonder that Zhong Ye has not even reached Huo Quancai for several times.

Su Yun thought.

Huo Quancai took a strange smile and calmly looked at the bell-bellied bell in front of him. He said, "Zhu Yexiong, almost, now it's my turn?"

"Well?" Zhong Ye suddenly raised his eyes.

However, Huo Quancai suddenly received a folding fan, and a golden temper overflowed at the moment the fan was closed, and slammed into the bell.

Zhong Ye hurriedly raised his gun and swept the golden gas, but the gold gas was attached to the gun head, and the gun head was dyed into a golden red color. Zhong Yeton felt that the weight of the long gun suddenly increased, which seemed to be heavy and heavy.

"This gold gas? Is it a magic weapon?" Zhong Ye was shocked.

A little bit of gold came, and it was stained with a little on his shoulder. In an instant, I only heard a bang, and the gold stain on my shoulder fell directly. Even the clothes were like a heavy shot. On the ground.

"what!!!!"

The people on the four sides of the players will see the cold and breathe.

If this is all over the people, can't you crush people into meatloaf?

The bell leaves flowing cold sweat, and the pace turned back to the edge of the ring. Looking at Huo Quancai, who once again opened the folding fan and gently swayed, asked: "What kind of magic weapon are you?"

"Wan Jinli strength, the average person has not heard." Huo Quancai smiled.

Zhong Ye squeezed his fist and he looked around. At this moment, on this platform, so many people look at themselves and never lose!

He bit his teeth and whispered: "Do you think that you have a magic weapon to save you? Look at the trick!"

He snorted and suddenly took out a red rope and placed it directly on the gun in his hand. Then he yelled from Huo Quancai.

铿锵铿锵铿锵

The gold gas floating in the air quickly gathered together and turned into a golden wall, blocking the rifle from the bomb.

Zhongye never gave up, and the palm of his hand rose. A mighty suffocating sighed in the palm of his hand and shot at the golden wall.

Boom!

The gas wall shattered.

The mysterious nature of Zhongye is not only the madness of the savage, but also the true scent of the scent, and the true and sigh of breath is very incomparable, compared to the madness of his major.

Broken the gas wall, the purple gun took advantage of the situation, and suddenly opened softly near Huo Quancai, just like a living purple dragon will Huo Quancai!

"What? The hard and powerful dragon gun is like a rope!"

A player in Group A stood up and made a surprise.

Huo Quancai looked down and saw that the red rope on the gun was shining, and immediately understood the reason. He sneered and his arms began to force, trying to force the dragon gun.

But how can Zhong Ye give him a chance?

Just listening to the ‘call’, Zhong Ye volleyed, hands into fists, slamming into the head of Huo Quancai.

There aren't many gorgeous mysterious and fancy moves, only the creepy killing and the invincible power!

“Do you want to win the game?”

Many people stood up and looked at the stage with full concentration!

But at this time, Huo Quancai suddenly loosened the hand holding the fan, and the fan actually flew up and circling, like a fast-rotating gold wheel, slamming into the bell leaf.

Zhongye’s heart jumped and saw that the momentum was wrong. He hurriedly took the box and then withdrew.

Huo Quancai seized the opportunity, his body flipped, and later heeled to the ground, his body sighed, but not gathered in his arms, but all over the body, accompanied by a purple gun and slammed into the bell.

boom!

The bell leaves are not responding, and the chest is hit by the shoulders of Huo Quancai. The man flies out and falls on the edge of the ring. He coughs a few times and hurries up.

This blow is not a broken leaf, but a mystery that disturbs his body. The mysterious spirit is chaotic, and the purple gun that binds Huo Quancai is loose.

Huo Quancai was able to move his arms and immediately jumped forward. The volley waved his hand and took the folding fan, aiming at the fan leaf.

La la la la

The sharp wind blade is generated from the fan and cuts to the bell leaves.

Zhong Ye left and right to avoid, has been disrupted by Huo Quancai, plus the dragon gun off the hand, without the blade, the combat power dropped, facing the wind blade, he was a little panic.

Su Yun saw this scene, and was greatly disappointed. If it was only this level, it would be a bit of a vain.

噗嗤噗嗤噗嗤

Zhongye's shoulders were cut by the gas blade, Huo Quancai took the opportunity to rush, and a slap in the head of Huo Quancai. Once this hit, Huo Quancai must be killed on the spot.

According to the rules of the competition, in the event of a life-threatening killing, the judges must come forward to stop and protect the spiritualists. However, none of the four judges in the audience took the shots and sat in the seats.

Zhongye’s face was bloodless, and he hurriedly raised his arms and saved his anger.

Hey!

The suffocation was smashed by the folding fan, and the two wrists with the bell leaves were opened together. Zhong Ye was instantly abolished, Huo Quancai turned over, kicked on the face of Zhong Ye, Zhong Ye volleyed a few laps, spit blood, rolled to the ground, want to get up again, but no strength.

The outcome is already divided!

Zhongye fell to the ground, but he wanted to get up but he was no longer allowed. Huo Quancai walked in front of him and gently folded the fan.

The host, Zhu Wenzhao, saw that the body full of fat flickered, and this time he came back and shouted: "Zhong Ye lost his strength, this game won with the player Huo Quancai!!!"

The audience was silent for a few seconds, and then the cheers of the tsunami bursting into the mountains.

"Dragons and bells, but that's it!"

Huo Quancai smiled a little, then turned and flew away, falling in front of the pavilion in the sky. He respectfully made a glimpse of the gate of the pavilion, and saw a vague shadow inside the gate. The ghost shadow nodded, and Huo Quancai walked in.

Zhong Ye stunned his eyes and stared at the man who disappeared in front of the pavilion. His eyes were full of anger.

He was helped from the ring and walked toward the restroom. On the way, the fellow practitioners who had patted him in the past, all of them were silent, and some turned their eyes and deliberately did not look at him. Some are bowing their heads.

If this battle is similar to that of Huo Quancai, then it is another matter. However, in the face of Huo Quancai, Zhong Ye almost has no power to fight back. Before and after a fragrant incense, he was knocked off by both sides to crush. The situation has won.

Such a fiasco, I do not know how many people are disappointed with the clock.

Zhong Ye feels the changes of people around him. He clenches his teeth and supports his will. He closes his eyes.

After the defeat of Zhong Ye, the contest seems to have entered a new stage.

However, in the following events, Group A players are no longer selected. Most of them are mainly players in the Bingding group. Occasionally, Group B players play, but the number of the two groups is relatively large. The probability of the two groups is naturally small.

And not long after, Su Yun played again.

In order not to attract the attention of others, Su Yun deliberately retained the speed and the strength of the suffocating power, and after dozens of rounds with the opponent, this will pierce the opponent's abdomen, let it lose its strength and win the game. After two fights, many people on the scene have already noticed Su Yun. The people at the handicap have included him in the ranks of Group B members according to his performance in the two games.

Slowly, there are fewer and fewer members of the Bingding group, more and more people in the lounge, and the atmosphere of the competition is getting more and more intense. As the competition progresses, the people in the A and B groups begin to play gradually. The traditional battle of players has evolved into a battle between geniuses.

"Su brother!"

At this moment, a weak call sounded.

Su Yun turned his head and looked at it, and he saw Lu Zhanyuan, who was full of paleness, holding the handrail and coming towards it.

“Exhibition Yuan?” Su Yunyi said: “Are you okay?”

"The organizer has money. The treatment we use is good medicine. I have healed, but it is still very weak. I should be able to recover after a few months of conditioning." Lu Zhanyuan smiled and went to Su Yun. Sit down next to you.

His arms were wrapped in bandages, and the spirit used a plaster to spawn his broken arms, but the arms that were born could not be freely moved. It took at least a week to get things.

I have to say that the resilience of the existence of Ling Xuanyang is really against the sky. If mortal, I am afraid I have to lie in bed for a lifetime.

His face was sweating, and it can be seen that he is still suffering from his body.

"How can you not stay in the lounge?" Su Yun asked.

"There are **** smells, people are getting more and more uncomfortable, so I came out. Besides, I want to see your brother's game. Look at you still sitting here, surely I won a few games before." Easy?” Lu Zhanyuan laughed.

Although the strength of Su Yun's three thousand can not be defeated by the Group A, the Bingding group can still deal with it. He had been in the first few games against the Bingding group.

Lu Zhanyuan thought, looking around and found that there were only 50 people left in the Bingding group. Counting the A and B groups, there are now more than 100 players.

Undoubtedly, these people are all elite, and they are selected from nearly a thousand players.

Oh.

The light broke out.

One comes from group B and the other comes from group D.

People first look at Group B.

The person who shines on the card is a man with a white hair and a red sword.

The people in the Bingding group were no strangers to this man. Before the start of the race, he insulted the Bingding group without any scruples.

The man had been fighting for a few games before, and his opponents were all driven by him. The internal organs almost flowed out and the end was very miserable. It can be seen that this person is a sultry generation, but because of his sultry, he has made a loud reputation in this competition.

Spicy hand white curtain sword!

"Well, the players in this competition are the white-sword sword from Group B and the player Su Yun from the Ding group! Now, please have two players to play!" Zhu Wen continued to tirelessly groan.

The white curtain sword got up and looked at Su Yun. The corner of his mouth was slightly ticked: "Oh, the guy who defeated Chushan, I didn't expect this time to be for you! Not bad, unlike the waste, at least you still have a bit of skill. Come and play with me."

The sound fell, the white curtain sword stepped forward, and the man disappeared instantly. When it appeared again, it was already standing on the platform.

high speed?

No, Su Yun does not feel any traces of the wind.

This seems to be a kind of mystery, which can make people appear in a hundred meters.

Su Yun stared at the white curtain sword, only to see him raise his hand, slammed his finger at Su Yun, a provocative appearance.

Roar! !

Many viewers stood up and shouted, and the white-sworded sword was full of provocative actions like Mars, igniting the dry wood in the hearts of countless people.

"White curtain sword!! Kill him!! Kill him!!"

"Use your most savage way!!"

"Don't keep your hands!!"

The audience shouted.

After a series of brutal and **** battles, some conservative people have completely let go.

They enjoy the killing, enjoy the blood, and completely indulge in it.

Su Yun brows slightly, gently took a breath and stood up.

"Little show!"

"Dongzi, what is the order?" Xiaoxiu, who was not far away, rushed over. Since Su Yun once rewarded her 100,000 yuan, she deliberately stood close to Su Yun.

"Go to me next note, two million, buy me to win." Su Yun handed the previous Xuan coin card to Xiaoxiu, whispered.

"Follow the obedience, the son." Xiaoxiu’s voice trembled a little, when did she see such a huge amount? Set the center of mind, quickly took over the Xuan coin card, ran away.

Lu Zhanyuan on the side has long been shocked.

Two million yuan coins? And also buy yourself to win?

Su Yun is not a sick person or has absolute confidence in himself. He licks his lower lip and is weak: "Su brother, be careful!"

Su Yun twisted his neck and nodded lightly, heading for the platform.

"White curtain sword! Group B master Su brother can really win?" Lu Zhanyuan looked at the back of his departure, whispered.