Seven World Martial God

"How is this going?"

　　 "How can my knife tremble!"

　　 "It's terrible, why is this? He obviously only has the third level of martial arts!"

　　 On the square, there was an exclamation, even some of the inner disciples and the elders of the Shenxingmen were shocked. They all felt that the weapons in their hands trembled, and the bath was about to fly out, as if to blend into the majestic aura, and they couldn't help it.

　　 Fortunately, some powerful inner disciples and elders of the Star Gate, they are powerful and strong, and they immediately suppressed the shock of their weapons.

　　 Those outside disciples could not suppress their own weapons, causing all kinds of weapons, such as long knives, sharp swords, and guns, to soar into the sky and converge in the direction of the ring.

　　 In the end, these tens of thousands of weapons hovered above the Seven Prince's head, spinning rapidly in the sky, forming a huge vortex.

　　 "This is the intention of a gun!" Ye Tian's eyes condensed, and he couldn't help being surprised. He finally understood where the Seven Prince's confidence came from. However, he didn't expect this person to understand the will of martial arts just like himself.

　　 "It's the will of martial arts!"

　　 "It's the intent of a gun!"

　　Some of the elders of the God Star Gate were moved, some were amazed, some envied, and even some were jealous. Those disciples couldn't see that they, Wuzong powerhouses, would naturally not know the will of the martial arts.

　　 You must know that the most important step for these Wuzongs who want to be promoted to Wujun is to understand the will of martial arts. Only by comprehending the will of martial arts, can you break through the bottle and be promoted to Wujun.

　　 Otherwise, even if your cultivation reaches the ninth level of Wuzong's peak, or even higher, but you have not realized the will of martial arts, you will never have the chance to step into the realm of Wujun.

　　 None of the **** star gate elders who were present had comprehended the will of martial arts, so when he saw the intent of the Seven Prince's guns, he couldn't help but feel a little envy and hatred.

　　 At the same time, they also shocked the Seven Prince's talent.

　　 So far in the Great Yan Nation, there hasn't been a single person who understands the will of martial arts in the realm of martial arts. Maybe someone has understood the will of martial arts and hides it, but such evildoers are definitely not many.

　　 And now, no one would have thought that it was just an outer disciple's arena competition at the Star Gate, and there was a peerless evildoer who understood the intent of the gun.

　　 "King Nanlin, you have someone to succeed!" Even though the old man had known it for a long time, he couldn't help sighing at this time, but no one noticed it, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

　　 "Why is it the intention of the gun? God didn't even give me the last chance?" The old man sighed in his heart, and was a little unwilling.

The king of Nanlin next to him didn't know what the old burial was thinking, and shook his head modestly, saying: "The old burial is too rewarding. This kid is only condensing the seeds of spear intent. It is still far away from understanding the intent of spear intent. "

　　 The elder of the Star Gate next to him saw him like this, and he couldn't help but curl his lips. Everyone knew that once the seeds of martial arts will be condensed, it is only a matter of time before they realize that the martial arts will.

　　 rumbling!

　　 When everyone was shocked, the ring was screaming and full of momentum.

　　 A majestic spear intent appeared on the Seven Prince, and this spear intent followed the spear in his hand and pointed to the opposite Meng Shiyun. Suddenly, that peerless and sharp aura made Meng Shiyun's pretty face white, and her body was a little trembling.

　　 "Gun intent!"

　　 Meng Shiyun’s eyes were full of dignity, but she did not give up, but instead swept out all the true essence in the body, and built a hard defense outside.

　　 "Don't you admit defeat?"

　　 The people under the ring were a little surprised and admired when they saw Meng Shiyun's approach.

　　 The seventh prince also condensed his eyes, but then sneered: "You want to try the power of gun intent, and that prince will do you well."

　　 Boom!

　　 As his voice fell, the tens of thousands of weapons hovering in the sky, like sharp swords shot out, and like a torrent of rushing torrents, came in mighty, drowning Mengshiyun.

　　 Facing this kind of covering attack, Meng Shiyun knew that she couldn't avoid it, so she could only explode her true essence as much as possible to build a layer of defense outside the body.

　　 I have to say that Meng Shiyun's cultivation base is very powerful, and the fifth level of Wu Ling's true essence is unimaginable, and it abruptly blocks the weapons that come from the impact.

　　 rumbling!

　　Only hearing a series of collision sounds, people found Meng Shiyun's whole person was wrapped in countless weapons, and she was never seen again.

"what……"

　　 Many people exclaimed, some couldn't bear to see this scene.

　　 Some elders of the God Star Gate also had their eyes blazing, staring at the field intensively, as long as there was any trace of life-threatening Dream Shiyun, they would stop it in time.

　　 This torrent of weapons took a full five minutes before it slowly stopped.

　　At this time, the entire ring was in a mess, Meng Shiyun was half kneeling in the center of the ring, her face pale, and her clothes had many cracks, revealing her snow-white skin.

　　 Around Meng Shiyun, countless weapons fell on the ground, some even broken.

　　 Wow!

　　 When I saw this scene, the whole square was boiling, and countless people were crying.

　　 Someone shocked the Seven Prince's strength!

　　 Some people admire that Dream Poetry can sustain it.

　　 More people are crying out for their weapons, because in the impact just now, almost a half of their weapons were broken.

　　 At this moment, these people scolded the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Seven Princes secretly, until the Nanlin King stood up and announced that these broken weapons would be compensated by him, and these people looked much better.

　　 "Seven Princes win!" A black robe elder announced the result.

　　 Although Meng Shiyun was not injured, everyone could tell that her true essence had been exhausted, and she had no fighting power. On the other hand, the Seven Princes were still full of energy and vigorous.

　　 This makes people have to sigh the terrible will of martial arts!

　　 Of course, this time the Seven Princes have taken a big advantage. If they change to another place and there are not many people watching the battle, then the Seven Princes will need some strength to defeat Meng Shiyun.

　　 "Ye Tian, ​​how is it? Do you dare to fight with me? If you dare, just come up, anyway, those punk princes are not interested in competing with them."

　　 When Meng Shiyun was helped by Yun Shuiyao down the ring, the Seven Prince proudly swept towards Ye Tian in the crowd, carrying his hands on his back, and shouted loudly.

　　 "Waste?"

　　 When they heard the words of the Seven Prince, many people around were looking at the Seven Prince on the ring with unkind expressions, and even some of the inner disciples became gloomy.

　　 The Seven Prince completely angered everyone!

　　 "This idiot..." In the stands, King Nanlin couldn't help but patted his head. He just came forward to bear the loss of those broken weapons just to prevent everyone from hating the Seven Princes.

　　 Now that the Seven Prince came like this, it was regarded as offending everyone, even he was helpless.

　　Although, with the talent of the Seven Princes and the influence of King Nanlin, he is not worried about his danger, but it is conceivable that the life of the Seven Princes at the Star Gate will definitely be difficult in the future.

　　 "What an idiot!" In the crowd, the thirteen prince sneered. Although his talent is not as good as the seven princes, he is enough to get rid of the seven princes and ten streets in terms of human affection. According to the current situation, unless the seventh prince's cultivation level reaches the point of abnormality, it is very likely that the thirteenth prince will take over the position of the Nanlin King in the future.

　　 "Ye Tian, ​​are you sure?" Lin Fei on the side asked bitterly, he began to regret betting with the Seventh Prince before.

　　 Originally, according to Ye Tian's strength, he would definitely not be weaker than Martial Spirit Level 3, but Lin Fei did not expect the Seventh Prince to comprehend the will of martial arts.

　　 Seeing everyone's expectant gaze, Ye Tian's expression was indifferent, and he remained silent.

　　 "You are not his opponent!" A cold voice suddenly came, and everyone turned their heads and looked at it. It turned out that Yun Shuiyao was walking up with Meng Shiyun, and it was Meng Shiyun who was speaking.

　　 At this time, Meng Shiyun had already put on a white robe, but her face was still very pale. It was obvious that her true essence had been consumed too much and it was difficult to recover at once.

"Is there really no chance?" Lin Fei's face paled, as if he was shocked. If Ye Tian couldn't defeat the Seventh Prince, then he really wanted to follow the Seventh Prince, thinking that he would follow the arrogant man in the future. He was extremely frustrated.

　　 Ye Tian remained silent, his face heavy.

　　 "If there is a chance elsewhere, but here..." Meng Shiyun shook her head, but everyone knew what she meant.

There are too many people watching the battle here. As soon as the seven prince’s gunshot is released, all the weapons will involuntarily converge towards him. The resulting attack power cannot even be resisted by Meng Shiyun, a fifth-level martial artist, let alone. Only Ye Tian at the first level of Wuling.

　　 "Forget it, who made me bet, this is my own sin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ asking for trouble!" Lin Fei closed his eyes, then opened them with a wry smile.

　　 The others looked at him sympathetically.

　　 "Haha, I'm joking with you!" Ye Tian suddenly laughed, patted Lin Fei's shoulder fiercely in the stunned eyes of everyone, and then walked towards the ring.

　　 Suddenly, the eyes of the surrounding people gathered, and everyone watching the battle looked at Ye Tian.

　　 "He...he just said...just kidding me?" Lin Fei looked at Ye Tian's back in a daze. He didn't recover for a long time.

　　 The Thirteenth Prince, Yun Shuiyao and others also stayed for a while, with some hesitation in their eyes.

　　 "Impossible, he can't be the opponent of the Seven Princes!" Meng Shiyun shook her head. She still insisted on her own opinion. In fact, in her heart, she thought Ye Tian could not compare with her.

　　 However, no one cared about Meng Shiyun anymore at this time, everyone looked at Ye Tian.

　　 Ye Tian boarded the ring, looked at the Seven Prince from a distance, slowly put down the big iron box behind, and pulled out the blood knife in his hand, with a fierce momentum.

　　 "Can Ye Tian win?"

　　 "Although I really hope he beats that arrogant man, but...this chance is small!"

　　 "He is the biggest dark horse of this year. Maybe he can continue to hack to the end, maybe!"

　　 "How is it possible? That arrogant man has realized the will of martial arts, and his cultivation level has exceeded two levels of Ye Tian. This is not a battle of one level at all."

　　 Looking at the two people on the ring, the people around them talked a lot.