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89. Angels descend? Furious black death!

Chen Pingan in midair was in an extremely mysterious state at this time. He saw everything Murong Xuehen did, but there was no hesitation in his eyes.

God·Meteor Fall, carrying a surging sword energy, fiercely collided with the angel phantom on Murong Xuehen's body.

"Boom!"

A violent roar came suddenly, and a dazzling light also exploded at this moment.

After just a few seconds, the sharp sword energy and holy light energy began to splash everywhere, almost turning into a tornado, raging across the entire arena, "tearing it to pieces. "Boom!" The shock wave finally hit the protective formation. The huge protective formation was hit by the shock wave and immediately flashed wildly. Outside the arena, the formation master made a gesture with both hands and tried to maintain the protective power of the protective formation. The audience around were all attracted by the fierce duel in the cemetery and became more excited. "Fuck! So strong! This kind of attack energy, ordinary silver-level professionals can't play it!" "Too strong! Is this a new professional?" "The level of the two of them is not even LV30, they are so powerful before the second transformation, what if they are the second transformation?" "This is the power of the S Level hidden profession!" "The double dragon priest Richard in the imperial capital took less than four years to enter the Gold Realm from a new professional. How do you calculate this?" "People are different!" "They are S Level hidden professional, you? Trash E Level, what can you compare with them?"

"The Peerless Swordsman and the Holy Light Angel are so strong, how strong is Dongfang He's Dragon Knight?"

"......"

Shi Lei looked at Murong Xuehen, who was wreaking havoc with sword energy, his eyes full of eagerness and yearning.

"This kind of strength, only with this kind of strength can you protect His Majesty!"

"I'm not good enough, far from enough......"

"Magic and martial arts dual cultivation..."

In the corner of the square, Yang Haoran, who had been cut and treated with lasers all night, was standing in the corner with his legs apart, looking at the two people on the ring in shock.

"They are both magic and martial arts dual cultivation, but I can actually... Lost to a woman!"

"I can't match this kind of power! Damn it......"

He clenched his fists tightly, and the flames of anger in his eyes could almost burn everything.

The pain in his lower body was stimulating him all the time.

"Damn Lin Luo! It's all your fault! You infected me with all these STDs! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!!!"

In another corner, Yang Shenli looked at the ring silently, turned around and left.

"This level is just our first step, but it's a pity that I awakened too quickly. Just give me some time......"

In the private room.

Guo Shouyi stared at the two of them, his eyes moved slightly.

"It's time to decide the winner. The winner is you. "

"The power of the professional family is still too strong..."

"Boom!"

Another burst of explosions sounded, and the dazzling holy light energy flashed suddenly, and then disappeared without a trace.

Two people appeared on the stage again.

Chen Ping'an!

Murong Xuehen!

The two still stood opposite each other, but the difference was that Chen Ping'an's hands were shaking violently and sweating.

His eyes regained clarity and he had awakened from the so-called "Divine Sword Realm" just now.

"ZZZZZZ..."

He spit out a mouthful of blood.

In order to display this Divine Sword Realm, he paid a huge price.

He tried to maintain his balance and laughed miserably: "Murong Xuehen, you win!"

Murong Xuehen also breathed a sigh of relief, and the angel shadow behind him followed Collapse.

"Thank you!"

The referee came up and announced loudly: "The first game of the semi-finals, the winner is... Murong Xuehen!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire trial square, more than 100,000 spectators immediately exploded.

"Fuck! Murong Xuehen won!"

"The goddess is awesome! The goddess is invincible!"

"Hahaha, I won! I won!"

"Damn it! Fortunately, I didn't press all on, Chen Pingan, you are a waste, you can't even beat a woman!"

"Ah, Sister Murong is too strong! A role model for us girls!"

"Angel of Holy Light, this profession that has never appeared in history is really too strong!"

"What a pity for Chen Pingan! If it was before him, no matter which session, he would have been a sure winner! Unfortunately, this year, four freaks appeared in a row! Four S Level professional!"

"Hehehe, I just don't know who is stronger between Murong Xuehen and Dongfang He............"

"I used to think it was Dongfang He, but after watching this game, I feel that Murong Xuehen is more distant.

"I think so too!"

"Bullshit! Dongfang He has a dragon! Think about the double dragon priest Richard. When he was young, he relied on a dragon to challenge the level, and then he achieved the powerful fighting power of the legendary realm!"

"Dongfang He at this time is definitely not weaker than Richard back then!"

"Yes, I think so too! Another point is that Richard back then was just an auxiliary profession, and could only assist the dragon in combat. But now, Dongfang He is a dragon knight! In addition to the dragon, he is also a qualified knight with strong fighting power!"

"Dongfang He is still stronger!"

"......"

The crowd was buzzing, and something changed in the ring.

Chen Ping'an and Murong Xuehen had just stepped off the stage when a huge figure rushed up.

"Roar!!!"

Dragon, Black Death!

It lay on all fours on the ground, its thick neck facing Lin Luo's direction, roaring wildly.

With just a simple roar, a gust of wind whipped up on the ring and rushed towards Lin Luo.

Next to the black god of death, Dongfang He held the golden dragon gun and pointed at Lin Luo from a distance.

"Lin Luo, come up here! This time, I will defeat you openly and openly!"

"Wow! Dongfang He is so handsome!"

"Although it's arrogant, I (bdch) like it!"

"Hahaha, this is the real dragon knight! Domineering!"

"Lin Luo! Come on stage quickly!"

"Hahaha, he won't be afraid anymore!"

"I'll take all the family property and sleep with Dongfang Hesheng!"

"Me too!"

"Congratulations to the East! Congratulations to the East!"

"Is this the vitality of young people..."

In the private room, Guo Shouyi let out a long sigh, with a bit of envy in his eyes.

He is already old!

He is no longer the brilliant young man he was a hundred years ago, he is just an old man.

"Lin Luo, I don't know how you should handle this competition?"

"Is Dongfang He coming on stage?"

Chen Ping'an and Murong Xuehen stopped almost at the same time and turned around to look.

The difference was that Chen Pingan was looking at Dongfang He, his eyes still full of fighting spirit.

Murong Xuehen, on the other hand, looked in the direction of Lin Luo!

"Lin Luo, how many surprises will you give me in this competition?"

She didn't know why, but she actually felt like this.

This competition will give her a lot of surprises!

"Brother He! We must kill him! We must kill him!"

At the edge of the square, Yang Haoran clutched the stool tightly and gritted his teeth.

Perhaps because of the heavy movement, his lower body began to bleed again. He was so frightened that he quickly sat down and pressed down there hard.

"Damn it! Damn it! My life is ruined! That kind of disease can't be cured at all! It can't be cured at all!"

"OSOSOSOS..."

"Interesting...are you so impatient...

In the lounge, Lin Luo slowly stood up and gently raised his right hand.

His figure instantly appeared on the ring, and while taking a break, a piece of gravel that had just been smashed by Chen Pingan and Murong Xuehen appeared on his seat!

On the ring, Dongfang He was startled by Lin Luo's sudden appearance.

Even the black god of death stared at him in confusion.

Lin Luo smiled and said: "What? Didn't you ask me to come up? What can I say?"

"Damn it! How did Lin Luo get on stage?"

"I didn't see it? Who saw it?"

"Is this teleportation? It's impossible for someone with space abilities!"

"I think it should be something like a teleportation scroll or a teleportation dagger. He is a priest, how can he master space skills?"

"I feel the same way!"

"But his teleportation appearance is also very impressive. He looks much more mysterious than Dongfang He!"

"So what if it's mysterious? This is a solo challenge!"

"He will definitely lose this game!"

"Start, start, start!"

In the private room, Guo Shouyi also smiled softly: "This guy is young and energetic. I want to see how you want to win this game?"

However, Lin Luo's actions were a bit dangerous in the eyes of other people in the private room, especially those of the Dongfang Family.

"Teleport? Impossible!"

"What is this kid's identity? That ability just now..."

"It's most likely a skill scroll! How can he, a priest, know space skills?"

"Xiao He is the strongest new professional among our younger generation. He will never lose!"

"For Dongfang He, we have invested in an iron-backed silver dragon crystal worth tens of millions. If he loses..."

"Shut up!"

Dongfang Daizong said angrily, causing the surrounding tribesmen to remain silent.

Although Dongfang Daizong's strength is only Gold Realm, he is the patriarch of the Dongfang Family and has the support of his ancestors. Dongfang He is also his son.

No matter how courageous the tribesmen present were, they would not dare to make up bandits at will.

"Don't worry, He'er will definitely win this competition. The reward for that world's rare object will definitely belong to my Dongfang Family!"

"What I'm worried about now is the championship match that's waiting for me, that girl from the Murong family!"

"Angel of Holy Light...Murong Xuehen!"

On the ring, listening to Lin Luo's taunts, Dongfang He immediately fell into a violent state.

He ignored that the referee had not announced the start of the fight, and immediately held the golden dragon gun, burning hot golden fighting spirit, and rushed towards Lin Luo.

"Fire destroys the city!"

At the same time, the dragon Black Death also roared angrily, opened its pair of fleshy wings, opened its big mouth and crashed into Lin Luo like a glider!

"Roar!".