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()"Bang--"

With the loud sound of two steel tides colliding violently, Xie Mu and the fat man retreated rapidly.

The two of them took a footprint on the messy, bumpy and gravel-filled land.

It is as if under their footsteps, the hard stones, the earth, are just like tofu and sludge, and can be trampled and kneaded at will.

"Bang--"

"Bang--"

The fat man and Xie Mu violently urged the third-level golden fighting spirit in their body to reach the peak level, sinking to the ground, and almost at the same time, forcibly stopped the momentum of retreat.

Both of them took seventeen steps back!

Equal se?

No!

In the strength competition, the fat man won!

Don’t forget that the power of Xie Mu’s previous punch also took advantage of the forward rushing momentum!

"Xie Mu's boots seem to be a fourth-level wind-type dark gold weapon similar to the Kamikaze Boots." Hong Liebing's eyes flashed from the audience and suddenly spoke.

With the unparalleled seventh-level god-level spiritual consciousness in the audience, he ignored the violent and violent fluctuations and felt a strong wind power from the boots that Xie Mu wore.

Judging from the level of power fluctuations, Ten is a wind-type dark gold weapon of the fourth-level number.

"What? The dark gold weapon of the fourth-level wind system?" Terry frowned when he heard it, and a trace of worry appeared in his eyes, "Xie Mu is the fastest third-level Dacheng peak wind.

A golden fighter, if the increase in the fourth-level wind-type dark gold weapon is added... how can he cope with the fat man?"

"There's nothing to deal with!" The mouse looked at Hong Liebing sideways and smiled, "Even if Xie Mu used the increase of the fourth-level wind-type dark gold weapon, his speed increased by another level on the original basis, but

At best, it is just a level of speed with Xiaobing, who has not used the power of wind to bless her body. After so many years of hard work, I believe the fat man has some resistance."

"It seems very interesting." The squad leader laughed, held the sword hand at his waist, and clenched it tightly, showing a strong sense of fighting on his face.

"Xiao Bing. What do you think of this game?" asked the mouse.

"It would be meaningless to say anything. Watch it slowly." Hong Liebing smiled, "Anyway... we must be the team that won in the end!"

"Are you so confident?" Terry asked.

"With me here, how could I lose?" Hong Liebing looked at Terry with a look of confidence on his face.

"Actually, I think I should say this!" the squad leader continued.

"You two bastards are so thicker than the other!" the mouse cursed with a smile.

...

Just as Hongliobing, the squad leader, mouse, and Terry were making jokes, the battle between Fatty and Xie Mu began again.

Faced with Xie Mu's speed that was almost as fast as Hong Liebing's nine steps when he used the fallen god, the fat man dared not be careless. The sword danced. The range of thousands of spokes was far better than that of the previous Golden Sea.

The sword energy swept across the entire audience in an instant, leaving no gap.

The entire competition is about ten feet long and wide, and it is said to be big or small.

But for a third-level master like Fatty, it is enough to cover the entire range of Golden Fighting Qi.

Xie Mu frowned. If it were normal for him to avoid the fat man's attack with the extreme speed at ordinary times, it would be better to avoid the fat man's attack.

But at this moment, when he was bound by the size of the competition platform, he could do nothing if he was as fast as a wind. He was invisible and had no idea what to do, just like a bird in a cage, unable to flap out, and could only helplessly.

The choice to resist this path.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-"

Amid a series of sounds that seemed to be sweeping over the sea of ​​anger, Xie Mu Peiran's powerful protective third-level gold fighting spirit reached the peak level, and had a strong confrontation with the fat man's rage waves.

In this confrontation, neither of them retreated nor showed signs of fatigue.

Equal se?

No!

This confrontation is different from the previous one, and the fat man lost.

In order to block Xie Mu's world at a rapid speed, the fat man used the thousand-thousand-thousand-thick attacks of the rage waves, which consumed much greater than that of Xie Mu.

There may not be anything in a moment, but as long as you stay stalemate for a while, the gap will gradually widen and eventually evolve into a huge gap that cannot be crossed.

Xie Mu has rich combat experience and naturally saw this, so he was not in a hurry to attack.

With the sword that was churning like a dragon in his hand, and the powerful third-level protective third-level golden fighting spirit, he defended a stubborn stone under the strong attack of the fat man, without any injury.

.

"Drink!" The fat man stepped forward and shouted violently. His hands vibrated the void, overlapping and ten, and reused the same trick. For a moment, the thousands of golden seas that enveloped the entire audience quickly stirred like a spiral vortex and contracted violently

Get up.

A flash of light in Xie Mu's eyes, and he felt the pressure around him suddenly increase, like mercury entering, and his limbs were greatly oppressed.

The whole person is like a small insect in amber, and will be completely frozen.

"Drink!" The fat man shouted again, and his eyes were filled with light. His left hand was raised high, his five fingers opened, and the dazzling and blazing third-level great-level golden fighting spirit rose violently.

A giant light palm that was between illusion and reality, flashing out thousands of ripples of water waves quickly transformed into the void.

As soon as this giant light palm appeared, a wave of thousands of men could not defeat the whole audience, and the momentum of killing Yalong came to life, which was extremely terrifying.

The scene at this moment is so similar to when the fat man defeated Zarevman before!

Could it be... Xie Mu will lose too?

No!

How easy it is!

With the same calculation and tricks, how can you defeat a master like Xie Mu who has experienced many battles!

Don't underestimate him too much!

"boom--"

Xie Mu's body suddenly shook, and the third-level golden fighting spirit reached the peak level, bursting violently, shaking the void, forcing the power of thousands of troops to break free.

The thousands of golden seas that were tightly bound him were shaken violently and endless ripples were rippled.

At the same time, Xie Mu stepped on the void with both feet. The fourth-level wind-type dark gold weapon induced the power of heaven and earth, transforming into a thunderous torrent of blue winds, ravaging all over his body. Thousands of troops were easy to break, showing extremely powerful power.

"Rumbling rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble-"

The golden fighting spirit of the third level, coupled with the power of the storm that has reached the third level of the Thousand Army's Easy to Break, finally broke through the constraints of thousands of golden seas in one fell swoop, making Xie Mu feel all over his body

Light, get out.

However, before he could take a breath, an indescribable sense of oppression instantly hit his heart, as if he was suddenly bombarded by the Behemoth's iron fist.

The fat man's all-out light giant palm had been printed with a bang!

The powerful aura fluctuates, and is invincible and invincible, as if even a hill can be broken and flattened.

"It's too slow!" Xie Mu's brows stood up, his head full of blonde hair danced wildly, his footsteps moved continuously, and countless afterimages transformed into rapidity. His body instantly changed from stillness to rapidity, and he suddenly moved several feet apart like teleportation.

Even if it was a flash of time and the rabbits rose and fell, it was hard to describe his speed at this moment!

"Boom--"

The golden giant palm hit the competition platform heavily, shattering the earth and shaking violent and violent impact wind.

As long as Xie Mu was half a night, he would be hit by the fourth-level ten thousand men of the golden giant palm, and withstand the powerful force that was like a giant mountain falling to the top.

The real time cannot be discovered, life and death are a moment!

"It's not so easy for you to hide!" The fat man glared and missed. He slashed out with a powerful sword with his right hand, tearing the atmosphere apart. Thousands of golden seas were fierce, and he spread the entire competition platform.

Just like a fierce and violent sea of ​​anger, he attacked Xie Muhao.

Stimulated by the burning rage of the bear, the power of the fat man's sword was far beyond the previous sword moves.

"Well, la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

Thousands of golden seas are tumbling and overlapping, and the rear waves are pressing against the previous waves, one wave is stronger than another, forcing thousands of men to exert a powerful momentum that swept the entire audience.

Under the undifferentiated and all-round powerful moves of Fatty, let alone Xie Mu, even if the Hongliu Ice Falling God opens all nine steps and blesses with the power of nine green se torrent winds, he cannot dodge.

Come on.

In desperation, he had no choice but to choose to resist this path.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-"

Thousands of golden seas are terrifying, sweeping across thousands of square meters. With violent bombardment, Xie Mu protected the third-level golden fighting spirit and trembled violently. Blood flowers burst out from the tiger's mouth with both hands, as if the feet rooted in the earth, on the earth

Two fierce marks were plowed out.

"Puff..." Xie Mu's face changed, and he vomited a mouthful of blood mist, his chest fluctuated violently, and his internal organs all emitted a scorching pain.

However, he suffered such a severe blow and seemed to have not realized it. His eyes were still calm, as if he was unrelevant bystander.

The fat man felt cold in his heart, as if he was staring tightly by an extremely dangerous beast in the prehistoric world. A cold air spread from the tailbone all the way upwards and rushed straight to his forehead.

This was the second time he felt this chill today.

And this time, it is even stronger than the last time!

The guys from Qingfeng Magic and Martial Arts Academy are all madmen that make the devil shake his head and sigh!

Strong strength, experienced many battles, firm willpower, fighting for death is like walking in the garden, and being able to observe calmly when encountering danger, wait for an opportunity to seize the opportunity... No matter from any aspect, it is

A first-class strong rival combination.

I just don’t know... whether it is lucky or unfortunate to meet them in the semi-finals? (To be continued.)