The Great Storm

The day of the sixteen-to-eight duel competition has arrived.

The sixteen people who had obtained the qualifications for the competition, under the arrangement of Pang Zhongxuan's assistant, arrived at the designated teleportation location, and waited for the official arrival of the sixteen to eight duel event.

The arena for the duel and the place where the sixteen people are going to end at this moment are all temporarily opened by Pang Zhongxuan with the help of the treasure. The video images are directly displayed on a wall in the main hall, in the form of light and shadow, when they come to the main hall. In the sight of people from all sides watching the battle.

"Look, everyone, the sixteen masters are here..."

"Yin Siming is so handsome..."

"Honghe Xianjun seems to be a little absent-minded... he is about to enter the duel field, but he is still looking around..."

"I am optimistic about Oxford Lie from the Yaoniu Clan. He will win this match, so there shouldn't be any suspense..."

"Saint Monk Cangpeng and Kui Lou of the Heavenly Snake Monster Clan are evenly matched in strength. If fighting alone, Monk Cangpeng may be superior, while Kui Lou is light-packed, and he will be at a disadvantage if he fights with him... If he is not a smart master If you are not good at using your own strengths and advantages to deal with the enemy, then Quello will definitely lose..."

"Immortal Qingyan is so beautiful, she is the goddess in my heart...I am optimistic about her undefeated this round..."

"Pang Zinan...Come on...I am optimistic about you. If you win the championship, I am willing to promise you with my body...Accompany you on the road to practice..."

"Luo Xiaoyan, come on...we love you..."

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Seeing the sixteen masters appearing on the video screen, everyone watching the battle immediately pointed to the person they were eyeing on the screen, yelled, and spoke their hearts, as if they were afraid that they would speak too late and be snatched away by others. off topic...

Especially the members of the indigenous forces who came to watch the battle, as if they had been trained, the slogans they chanted against Luo Xiaoyan were uniform, and the voices were louder and louder, and only the voices of cheering for other monks were heard in an instant. Suppress it.

This time, the spectators from God's Domain refused to follow, and then fought on their own, shouting loudly, cheering for the master they fancied...

It's a pity that personal power is still limited.

The number of God's Domain cultivators who were not dominant and followed by a large number of people, even if they raised their throats and shouted, they still failed to suppress the wave of solidarity with Luo Xiaoyan.

From this it can be seen that

How high is Luo Xiaoyan's reputation among the indigenous forces on the Xuanhuang Star?

Borrowing the power of the treasure, Pang Zhongxuan, who was able to see the whole situation, had a faint look of worry on his face at this moment, and secretly said in his heart: "Zi Nan is too strong, if this time he can't win the championship as he wished, It will definitely bring great trauma to his heart... Luo Xiaoyan, an aborigine, I really underestimate him. His reputation among the aborigines is so amazingly high... I hope he is only famous High, the real combat power is not as powerful as imagined, and it can easily defeat the monks at the beginning and middle stages of the holy level... Otherwise, it is really unrealistic for Zi Nan to win the championship..."

Pang Zhongxuan shook his head slightly, sighed secretly, and continued to be busy, with the help of the power of the treasure, sent Luo Xiaoyan, Pang Zinan, Qingyan Xianjun, Honghe Xianjun, Yin Siming, Kui Lou and other sixteen masters who had already arrived at the teleportation port to the teleportation portal. Entered the eight fighting spaces allocated earlier.

Entering the fighting space, Luo Xiaoyan appeared in front of his opponent Mo Yancheng.

The more I study Luo Xiaoyan, the feeling of awe towards Luo Xiaoyan in my heart has reached the extreme.

However, Mo Yancheng is still very confident, he is confident enough to defeat Luo Xiaoyan.

Because in his opinion, Luo Xiaoyan's cultivation level is placed there, but it is only the height of the immortal level.

His cultivation level has reached the initial level of the holy level, which is a full level higher than Luo Xiaoyan's cultivation level and a little more.

If even with such an advantage, he still can't defeat Luo Xiaoyan, then he will really have no face in the future.

"Arrogant native, admit defeat, I'll give you a decent way to die." After seeing Luo Xiaoyan, Mo Yancheng quickly cast spells on Luo Xiaoyan, and when he was sure, Luo Xiaoyan's real cultivation level was still only immortal At the height of the level of perfection, the worry in my heart obviously weakened a lot, and I immediately shouted to Luo Xiaoyan with a smile on my face.

On the battlefield, the content of the conversation between Luo Xiaoyan and Mo Yancheng was not heard by the people watching the battle. They could only find out through observation that the two were in a state of confrontation before the fight.

"You're crazy... Do it, I want to see if you are really qualified to fight with me." Luo Xiaoyan responded with a sneer.

"Hmph... Since you have a long life, I will help you." Mo Yancheng grinned grinningly, his figure flashed, turned into light and shadow, and shot at Luo Xiaoyan like an arrow.

When the light and shadow of Mo Yancheng's figure was about two meters away from Luo Xiaoyan, Luo Xiaoyan suddenly felt a powerful flame force gushing out from his body, sweeping the surrounding space.

"Xuanyuan fire, kill!" Mo Yancheng shouted loudly.

Strains of tyrannical flames immediately gushed out from Mo Yancheng's body, and under the control of his thoughts, they turned into thousands of flaming arrows and shot at Luo Xiaoyan.

"The flame attack power you unleashed is too weak. I'm afraid it can't even break my own defense..." Luo Xiaoyan shook his head slightly and sighed as he saw the flame arrows coming. With a wave, a burst of flaming light was shot directly, attacking the arrow.

bang bang bang...

A series of impact sounds sounded.

The power erupted by the flaming arrows was a bit weaker than Luo Xiaoyan's defensive shield. When Luo Xiaoyan shot the blazing rays of light and swept them away, they collapsed one after another immediately, turning into fluffy flaming rays of light. , scattered everywhere.

"Is the attribute of the secret technique he cultivated a fire attribute? How could the fire power he released be stronger than the fire power released by Mo Yancheng?" Seeing Luo Xiaoyan and Mo Yancheng fight, Mo Yancheng The released power was easily dispelled by Luo Xiaoyan, and shocking expressions appeared on the faces of all the spectators.

"kill!"

Mo Yancheng, who controlled the arrow and shot Luo Xiaoyan, saw that more and more of the power he released was blocked, and the space around his body was filled with tyrannical flame power, and he felt a little anxious in his heart.

Because he knew in his heart that once the amount of flame power released reached a certain height limit, even he, a powerful monk who had cultivated fire attribute power, would not be able to bear it easily.

The fight lasted ten minutes.

The battle space where Luo Xiaoyan and Mo Yancheng were located turned into a sea of ​​flames. The flame power in the surrounding space, like violent flame snakes, strung around in disorder, rushed out quickly, and rushed into the distance, making the flame power The filled battlefield space is expanding at an extremely fast speed, filled with the power of flames.

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