Supreme Demon

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The sun is ‘yan’, like a broken gold, it falls on everyone’s body and is warm.

Li Wei first boarded the battle platform, dressed in a gym suit, and the whole person looked handsome and handsome, such as a handsome man.

"Three arrows!"

She held a small bow, only two feet long, with a golden glow on it, a top yellow weapon.

Li Wei was very confident and erected three fingers. Obviously, she wanted three arrows to end the battle, even though her opponent was a three-level martial artist.

"Oh, it depends on whether you have this ability!"

Mo Yun Zongling 'door' genius Huang Yun sneered, three martial arts airflow, quickly rushed out, and floated on his hands.

He held a trench and slammed it out. The air was like a water wave, and the invisible ‘wave’ ‘flower’ splashed.

"The first arrow!"

Li Wei took the bow and pointed the arrow. Her eyes were condensed, and the arrow pointed to Huang Yun. A smack of suffocating air suddenly flew out, and it was very incomparable under the ‘Yan’ Yang.

"call out!"

The first one arrow 'shoot' out, carrying a terrible gas 'wave', is like lightning, straight 'shooting' to Huang Yun, the speed makes Huang Yun can not dodge, the face 'color' instantly pale .

"Give me a block"

Huang Yun screamed, and the squad greeted him. The three martial arts airflows turned into a rotating black ‘hole’. His whole body blood ‘blood’ bulged and spurred, and tried his best to resist the arrow.

"咄"

One arrow killed, and the black 'hole' was 'shot', and the three martial arts airflows burst into cracks, and the trenches were suddenly bent, and Huang Yun was stunned. The ball flew out.

"The second arrow!"

Li Yushen's ‘color’ calm, everything is in her expectation, the third-level warrior is also good in the spiritual 'door', but it is much worse than her.

"when"

This time, Huang Yun still can't hide. Li Wei's own strength is more than him. Even if he shows his body, he can't dodge.

Nowadays, you can only fight hard, even if you lose, don't block three arrows, let Li Hao lose face.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed. This arrow was like a thunder. He suddenly flew him two feet and his arm trembled. If it wasn’t for the war, he would have to be shot. 'kill.

"very scary!"

His heart vibrates, biting his teeth, and offering three martial arts airflows, all condensed on the trenches, and hopes can block the third arrow.

"call out!"

Finally, the third arrow flew, the speed seemed to be slow, but it was blocked in all directions in an instant. Even if Huang Yun ducked in any direction, the arrow could be 'shot'. [See the latest chapter of the book, please go to]

"kill!"

Huang Yun Daxu, the three martial arts airflow as in the generalization, rushed out from the trenches, formed a two-foot-long sword, greeted up.

"Hey..."

However, when the arrow 'shot' fell, the little sword collapsed instantly, and the terrible force hit the tip of the cockroach, a huge force, and slammed down on Huang Yun with a trench. .

And he, like a kite with a broken line, flew out of the battle platform and the left shoulder was unloaded.

"puff"

He fell into the crowd, Zhang mouth vomited a blood, his face 'color' also dimmed, he still stunned the master of the spirits.

Three arrows beat Huang Yun!

This is Li Wei!

Moreover, it is obvious that Li Wei has already kept his hand, otherwise Huang Yun will be able to fly down the battle platform.

"The third-level martial artist is also vulnerable in front of Li Jie’s sister!"

"Li Wei is very strong!"

The people at Lingwu College are all ecstatic, and the three masters of Mo Yunzong are indeed very strong, but they may not be comparable to anyone. Whether it is Li Wei, Du Gu Yu Yue, or the next day, Wang Qiu Shui has such qualifications.

"After all, it is weak."

Cold-blooded glanced at Li Wei, and immediately turned his eyes to the solitary rainy day, the next day, his real opponents are the two people.

Compared with the first division, the second division is even more popular.

The two great warriors were all spiritual ‘door’ disciples from Mo Yunzong. They were of equal strength and were all three-level martial arts. The battle was almost white, and it lasted for three quarters before it came to a close.

"Ling Qing Shijie cheers!"

Ziyun blinked and smiled. Two small tiger teeth were revealed, and they were cheering for Lingqing, because Lingqing was coming to power.

"Sisters don't think too much, try to fight." Ling Fengdao.

"Yep!"

Ling Qing focused on nodding. She was originally a second-class martial art. Now she is a seven-level fighter. It is already a joy.

Moreover, her time of cultivation is still relatively short and difficult to compare with the martial arts.

"Ling Qing Shimei, please take a shot."

Duo Yuyue whispered, no doubt, Ling Qing’s opponent is her.

"The solitary sister, the sister will do their best!"

Ling Qing pinched his fist and struggled with a wave, and immediately pulled out the gold ‘color’ swords readings;

At this moment, all of her seven warriors blew out, forming a ray of sunshine, and then rushed to the sword, turning into the most powerful and powerful blow.

"choke!"

The golden ‘color’ sword trembled gently, and a sharp force with a savage force slammed it down.

The golden light, a sword tore the sky, the yang's warm sun was dispelled, leaving only the cold chill, that is the sword that the nine-level warriors should be cautious.

However, the solitary rainy month is just a faint smile. She raises her hand and gently shoots a palm. In an instant, the violent movement of the warrior turns into a wall of light, pushing forward with force.

"When".

The golden 'color' cyclone squatted on the wall of the light, and the sound broke, such as the broken gold, and then the "golden" sword was lost, and all the fighting power was touched by the wall. The birthplace is bursting.

"go with!"

The solitary rain moon gently pushes, the light wall instantly flies out, and the Lingqing earthquake retreats.

"I surrender."

Ling Qing smiled brightly, looked at the lonely rainy month, and walked down the battle platform.

The solitary rainy month is a slash that many people can't turn over. She loses nothing, and it can be a glory to fight with such a sister.

"It's me!"

In the first division, Ling Feng took a deep breath and gleamed his eyes. He glanced at the water and found that the latter was watching him.

"Boom"

He stepped on the stage and took a big iron bar, which seemed to be nondescript, but no one could take him down.

“A few months have passed. Was the first master of the outside ‘door’ still relying on a ‘stick’?”

The water held the trench and walked slowly. He grinned. "If you stayed there, I would be disappointed."

"Oh, don't try to know?"

Ling Feng smiled softly. "I hope you don't let me down."

"Oh?"

The kind of water binoculars blew up a light, and a strong war, came up.. "Look who is stronger!"

The next moment, he armed with trenches, hair flying slowly, a powerful power, suddenly swept away, his eyes burned, did not hesitate to start.

"唰"

Once smashed out, a vortex of air violently smashed out, forming a straight stream of light, from top to bottom, slamming into the wind.

"war!"

In the face of planting water, Ling Feng’s heart is also eager to “swing” and he is also eager for a hearty battle, and this kind of water gives him this feeling.

The silver treasure glows, and the white ‘Monte’ is “smooth”, like a thin mist, and he’s slammed down and reads.

"嗤".

The trenches are extremely sharp, but they are the top yellow weapons. They are not comparable to the iron ‘sticks’. It hits the iron ‘stick’ with a single blow and collapses a large piece of broken iron.

Then, he rushed out quickly, his footsteps were fast, and he showed a ruin. Although it was only the yellow body, it was enough for him.

"Dangdang..."

Lingfeng pedaled nine steps, and the kind of water 'exciting' battle, iron 'stick' wave, in the eyes of people, there is only one residual image left, in the blink of an eye, 'hands' hand dozens of strokes, Wu Jing airflow Quartet .

Every time the smash hits the piece of broken iron, and even the iron pieces fly out, hurting the people who are watching the battle.

"That Ling Feng is not the power of the blood 'meat', so you can fight with the water brothers."

"Oh, even then, he is going to lose."

Mo Yunzong is staring at this battle. Even cold blood and dragons are like this. They also want to see how powerful the blood of the boy is.

"Little wind, come on!"

Ling Qing held his fists nervously, his palms were sweaty. She was a bit worried about Ling Feng. The kind of water was able to fight more and more. It was a genius. Now, which step has grown, no one can say it.

"when"

On the battle platform, a sudden bang, immediately the shadow of the person, the water is cold, the hands are numb, the clothes are broken, and there are three ‘stick’ prints on the body.

Obviously, he was beaten three times, and the blood 'meat' was blurred, and his mouth was licking his mouth.

On the other hand, Ling Feng is pierced by the corner of the clothes, and the body is unharmed.

At this moment, it shows the power of speed. The residual wind step is far from being able to compare with the pursuit of the wind, so the water is paralyzed.

Only, this day is different from the past.

Since that defeat, the water has not only focused on cultivation, but also on refining. He can't walk on the avenue of refining like Ling Feng, but he can still resist it with three blows.

"Even the water brothers are injured, and the speed of the wind and the blood 'meat' are terrible!"

People are surprised.

"Unfortunately, he has come to an end!" Smirk smiled indifferently.

"Hey, have you resisted?"

Ling Feng looked at the water and was horrified. The latter's body was much stronger than before, otherwise it would have been lying down.

"It's really amazing. If it was before, I am not your opponent, but now you are not enough!"

The kind of water **** ‘color’ is like water, and it tears off the shattered clothes coldly, and ‘show’ the healthy and blood-stained body.

His eyes were slightly lowered, and the **** 'color' was complicated and wild.

In the past few months, he has suffered from inhuman tempering. The body is able to withstand the gravity of more than a thousand kilograms. If you hold up the vortex airflow, it is the strength of three kilograms.

This is a kind of cultivation. Only in this way can I defeat Ling Feng and his eyes are lifted like a wolf.

"Kick".

The big iron bar in the hands of Ling Feng was broken, and his mouth was raised.

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