My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

"fine!"

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, Yue Linglong was victorious, and at the same time he was shocked that Yue Linglong's Moon God body was so terrifying.

No wonder she was valued by Tongtiangong and was named a goddess.

It's just that she beat the goddess of the Celestial Clan so badly that she has forged a relationship with the Celestial Clan.

"Tongtiangong is not afraid of the heaven and human race, but there is no danger. It's just the following melee..."

Ye Fan was still worried.

The loser of the first battle will have a melee, and the top three will enter the next round of competition.

And entering the scramble is also a melee.

This has a lot of room for maneuver.

The ruthless words of the goddess of the Celestial Clan before, are enough to show that there will be helpers to deal with Yue Linglong during the melee.

I hope Linglong can also help.

At least.

Ye Fan felt that the Prince Yinming would help Yue Linglong, and the Young Master Huo Ling should also join.

Contest continues.

The loser's melee was also fierce.

Ye Fan found that Zhuang Xiufan was indeed indifferent, so he left after fighting for a while.

finally.

The top three were born, and the goddess of the Celestial Clan was on the list.

"Yue Linglong, I will abolish you and deprive you of the source of your Moon God body for me."

The goddess of the Celestial Race gritted her teeth.

Yue Linglong ignored it.

This made the goddess of the Celestial Clan extremely ashamed and angry, and her hatred was so great that she immediately sent a voice transmission to a few helpers to plot against Yue Linglong.

"Congratulations on your successful entry into the scramble, but the real battle begins now."

Yuheng Peak Master opened his mouth.

Then, he waved his sleeve robe, and suddenly nine rays of light rose into the sky in the mid-air of the martial arts field.

"This is the Throne of Heaven's Chosen. It was built by my Beidou Sect with countless resources. It is a powerful magic weapon in itself, and it also represents glory."

"Children, come on, go ahead, for the glory, I hope you don't slack off."

"The battle for the position has officially begun."

As Peak Master Yuheng shouted, the atmosphere of the entire martial arts field instantly froze.

The sword is drawn.

The breath was suppressed to the extreme, dozens of gods stood proudly, and no one moved rashly.

but.

Secretly, they communicated very frequently.

Melee also pays attention to strategy.

Some good friends will definitely get together.

"Boom."

The tyrannical breath collided, and the explosion sounded one after another, and the space seemed to be distorted.

but.

The entire martial arts field was shrouded in defensive formations, which were arranged by Taoist Tianshu himself, so no matter how powerful these geniuses were, the energy waves could not spill out to ensure the safety of the spectators.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The spectators were extremely nervous.

A flashpoint is missing.

Finally, a **** light bloomed, it was the prince of the undead blood race, he sneered: "What are you doing, playing the house, we have two brothers and sisters on the throne of Tianjiao, no problem."

while talking.

The pair of princes and princesses rushed to the throne of Tianjiao.

"No, no, no!"

"There are only nine in total. You take two, and the remaining seven are not enough points. Let's wait."

A big mudra slapped.

It is the arrogance of Zhenwuzong, his name is Yi Yan, and his heroic and martial arts are extraordinary.

Zhenwuzong is one of the leading forces in the world in the depths of Xianshan.

"Yi Yan, you dare to stop me!"

The prince was furious.

"Why don't you dare!"

Yi Yan sneered.

"court death!"

The pair of princes and princesses screamed and entered the strongest fighting state of the undead blood in an instant.

Two on one.

Only Yi Yan of Zhenwuzong entered the battle for the position.

However,

Yi Yan was not afraid at all.

"True martial art."

Easy to drink.

His fleshly body bloomed, a powerful and fierce aura swept out, and his combat power doubled.

"True Martial Emperor Fist."

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Yi Yan quickly broke out two punches, and the prince and the princess flew upside down. He was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, extremely fierce and mighty.

The prince and the princess were furious, and they also displayed the unique skills of the undead blood race. The three fought in full swing.

The fight starts here.

Then it is impossible for other Tianjiao to continue to wait.

"Prince Yinming, we need to know about our account." Young Master Huo Ling stared at Prince Yinming.

"Right on my mind."

Prince Yin Ming sneered and took the initiative to kill.

Young Master Huo Ling snorted coldly: "Who is not a genius, who can't leapfrog to fight. You want to beat me in the late Nascent Soul, who gave you the courage!"

"Later?"

Prince Yin Ming said disdainfully, "If I wish, I will be promoted on the spot, and give me a good look."

boom!

Immediately, the yin and qi burst out and swept the audience, making the other Tianjiao feel extremely cold.

Young Master Huo Ling burst into flames, his face condensed.

only see.

Prince Yin Ming's breath continued to rise.

He entered the late Nascent Soul directly and made a breakthrough on the spot, attracting the shouts of countless fans.

"Prince mighty!"

"Prince mighty!"

Prince Yinming's black-gold python robe rattled, his handsome face was dissatisfied with Ling Lie's cold light, and he sneered, "Now, what do you think?"

"so so."

Young Master Huo Ling didn't care.

In fact, he also knew that Prince Yinming could be promoted to the late Nascent Soul. After all, they had always been opponents and knew each other.

"kill!"

In an instant, the two sides collided.

A fire attribute and a yin attribute are inherently incompatible with each other.

Prince Yinming was very wary, because the goddess of the Celestial Clan had told him before that Young Master Huo Ling had summoned a few powerful helpers to deal with him. Those helpers had not yet moved, and were definitely looking for opportunities.

More and more Tianjiao took action, fighting together.

On the contrary, no one came up to the two Tianjiao of the Beidou Sect. One was a disciple of the Taoist Tianshu, Feng Yuanhua, that is, the guy who stunned the audience with a Beidou fortune-telling punch.

The other is Fairy Yaoguang.

The two stood side by side.

"Senior brother, go and take down a Tianjiao throne, I will guard it." Fairy Yaoguang said.

Outsiders think she is indifferent and cold, but she admires Feng Yuanhua very much.

You must know that in the Beidou Sect, there are also some older generation Tianjiao who are more powerful than Feng Yuanhua, and there are many Yuan Ying peaks.

However, no one has learned the Big Dipper Good Fortune Fist.

Only Fengyuan Chemical Society.

In the future, Feng Yuanhua may become the peak master of Tianshu Peak, but the leader of Beidou.

Of course.

Fairy Yaoguang didn't value Feng Yuanhua's ability to become a leader in the future and admired her, but she really admired Feng Yuanhua.

Feng Yuanhua said with a smile: "Junior sister, our Beidou Sect won two of them to have a face. Senior brother protects the Dharma for you, go and sit one."

"This…"

"Listen to me."

Feng Yuanhua intensified his tone.

Fairy Yaoguang was swayed, nodded, and flew towards the throne of Tianjiao.

At this time.

A Tianjiao shot to stop Fairy Yaoguang.

Feng Yuanhua smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, let's have a meeting."

Bang!

This blow was crushed by Feng Yuanhua.

Immediately after.

Feng Yuanhua's eyes were bright, and he punched, of course not the Big Dipper Good Fortune Fist.

This boxing technique is indeed terrifying, but it consumes a lot of money, and Feng Yuanhua cannot perform several times.

Seeing Feng Yuanhua's move, Tianjiao was a little apprehensive.

"Brother Dao, I want to communicate with you."

Suddenly, a divine light rushed in, crushing the fist.

Feng Yuanhua looked over and said in surprise, "Junior Brother Wu Lingjun of Taisumen, are you sure you want to communicate with me?"

Wu Lingjun was only in the middle stage of Yuanying, while Feng Yuanhua was in the late stage of Yuanying.

Coupled with the Beidou Good Fortune Fist, it can be said that there are very few Tianjiao present who can confront Feng Yuanhua.

"Also ask Daoist brother to enlighten me."

With a faint smile on Wu Lingjun's face, he clenched his fists.

Feng Yuanhua turned around and found that Fairy Yaoguang had already sat on the throne of Tianjiao, becoming the first Tianjiao to win the throne.

Of course.

This is not stable.

Because even if they sit, other Tianjiao can challenge, and if they fail, the throne will be given up.

However, a Tianjiao can only be challenged once, and the Tianjiao in the seat can only be challenged once.

If you are challenged, Feng Yuanhua can't help, you can only rely on Yaoguang himself.

So, Feng Yuanhua turned his head, looked at Wu Lingjun, and said with a smile, "Since Junior Brother Wu has this interest, then I will play with you."

"war!"

In an instant, Wu Lingjun broke out.

He is a descendant of the ancient Sacred Martial Sect. Before coming to Xianshan, he excavated a lot of the inheritance of the Sacred Martial Sect.

The Martial God body has been successfully condensed and developed to a certain extent.

Martial God body.

Martial God body.

This is also a scary enough physique.

The strong true meaning of martial arts was sprayed out, which made the audience's true meaning, Yi Yan of Zhenwu Zong looked sideways, extremely surprised.

"Martial God Body!"

Yi Yan was surprised.

Very envious.

His true martial arts body is very strong, but it is still a little worse than the martial arts body.

"Taisu, you are really good luck." Zhenwu Daoist said with a light smile on the top of Zhenwuzong Mountain.

Master Taisu responded, "It's just luck."

Zhenwu Taoist said: "Martial God body, my Zhenwuzong can help him develop it, it should be my Zhenwuzong disciple, how did you take the lead, **** it."

The real Taisu was secretly proud.

The display of Wu Lingjun's Martial God body shocked the audience, and even Lan Yutian was shocked.

Ye Fan is the same.

"This martial arts is amazing, the Martial God body, the descendants of the ancient sage Wuzong, and he also has a list of heavenly books, plus the teaching of Taisu Dao... Tsk tsk, this resource is simply invincible!"

Ye Fan clicked his tongue secretly, he wanted to collect seventy-two Holy King Orders, so he would definitely face Wu Lingjun in the future.

is a formidable enemy.

On the battlefield, Feng Yuanhua saw that Wu Lingjun had the Martial God body, and his face became serious: "Brother Wu, I really underestimated you, so this is your confidence."

"Senior apprentice."

"Then let's start, let me see how mysterious your Martial God body is."

The battle is imminent.

The two fought together.

Gradually, the spectators discovered that Feng Yuanhua did not get any benefit in melee combat, and was even suppressed a little.

Feng Yuanhua himself was also shocked.

"What kind of combat skill is that, so unfathomable and exquisite."

A true martial artist is incredible.

Taisu Zhenren is very clear, he knows that the martial arts are from the outside world, and they cultivate the supernatural powers of the Dao.

That's a big fight.

Has the most superb fighting skills.

The world of Xianshan does not have the inheritance of Dao's magical powers, so it is impossible to see through.

Feng Yuanhua was suppressed, and he was a little embarrassed. After all, he was in the late Nascent Soul, and Wu Lingjun was only in the middle stage.

It can't go on like this.

"boom."

Feng Yuanhua is arrogant.

Wu Lingjun smiled and said, "Is Senior Brother going to use the Big Dipper Good Fortune Fist? I want to try if I can catch it."

"Then you have to be careful."

Feng Yuanhua showed no mercy, and instantly burst into a ray of light, and seven dazzling stars appeared behind him.

Falling in unison.

The breath and the picture are suffocating.

Oppression to death.

The seven stars gathered and seemed to be caught by Feng Yuanhua, and finally he waved his fist.

"Creation Fist!"

Feng Yuanhua burst into drink.

Live like thunder.

The entire martial arts field trembled, because this punch was much stronger than the punch Feng Yuanhua had cast before.

The previous punch Feng Yuanhua was not full.

Full force now.

Do not!

wrong.

Now Feng Yuanhua is 80 to 20 percent of his power, and he has overplayed it, so one can imagine how terrifying it is.

Yi Yan, Prince Yinming, Prince and Daughter of the Immortal Blood Race, Young Master Huo Ling, etc. all turned pale.

They are calculating, weighing, whether they can continue to face Feng Yuanhua's punch!

And some Tianjiao who wanted to challenge Fairy Yaoguang were too frightened to move.

Feng Yuanhua is too scary!

If they challenge Fairy Yaoguang, it's okay to fail, but if they succeed, they will strengthen Fairy Yaoguang's Tianjiao Throne, which will surely anger Feng Yuanhua.

Being stared at by Feng Yuanhua and punching them, the consequences are unimaginable.

then.

Fairy Yaoguang sat firmly on the throne, watching Feng Yuanhua with deep admiration in her eyes.

Feng Yuanhua was really too mighty and extraordinary, that back made Fairy Yaoguang look in a trance.

"Good come!"

However, what shocked all Tianjiao, even the spectators, and the masters of many forces was.

In the face of such a terrifying punch, Wu Lingjun didn't even have any fear, but instead laughed, fighting intent to the sky.

Can he resist?

How to resist?