Seeing these two thunderclouds in the sky, Zhang Zhao tightly locked his brows, this kind of phenomenon that goes against the norm is not the first time, but what is the reason for his appearance this time?

"Smack"

Suddenly, a loud bang came from the air.

I saw Yun Zhongxian in the air holding the half-moon scimitar and angrily pointing at the sky, and at that moment, an extremely thick ice force burst out from the tip of the knife and went straight to the sky.

And in the center of the thundercloud, there was also a pale white thunder descending from the sky, colliding with it and blending together.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth rotated, and sand and gravel splashed. Just between the lightning and flint, Yun Zhongxian immediately slashed the slanting sun with a horizontal knife.

At that moment, I saw a wave of icy thoughts galloping towards the red-haired knight in an overwhelming manner.

In the darkness and distortion of the void within, there was a sound like that of the Dead Country, which seemed to contain thousands of troops, waiting for the void rift to become larger and rush in to invade this world.

However, at this moment, the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly descended a golden holy light, and the holy light shrouded the shattered void, and the void was quickly repaired.

"Roar!"

At this moment, only a wail was heard, and the dragon knight who was hit by the cold ice qi and the golden dragon all fell from the sky.

A man and a dragon, like leaves, fluttered and sprinkled and finally fell to the ground.

"Plop" with a loud bang. The dragon fell to the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.

When the dust settled, everyone finally saw the dragon knight and his dragon.

At this time, the knight lay quietly on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, and the dragon roared angrily, and after a few struggles, he could not continue to get up.

The victory and defeat had obviously been decided, and before Yun Zhongxian landed from the sky, his body seemed to be controlled by some powerful suction force, and in the blink of an eye, he was thrown out of more than fifty miles, and the place where he finally stopped was exactly the range covered by the second thundercloud.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Zhao finally understood why there were two tribulation thunderbolts.

The first path appeared in the sky above the Martial Academy, and that was because he was guided by the strings in the clouds, and he could not only increase his strength, but also repair the void rift.

And another thunderstorm that appeared in a no-man's land fifty miles away was the real thunderstorm in the clouds.

It was only at the end of the battle that he was attracted to the past, perhaps because the sky opened his eyes and knew that the human world was facing an important reform at this time, so he did not pull the strings away from the clouds at the first time.

The Divine Dragon Knight was defeated, which means that the martial arts side has won all the victories in this competition.

Judging from the first agreement that whoever loses the contest will disappear into the city forever, and now the people of the Holy See should also pack up their bedding and leave.

But then there was another challenge, which was to challenge Zhang Zhao himself.

Yesterday, the Pope said that even if the warrior didn't win a game, as long as Zhang Zhao won the last game, then today's contest would be considered a victory for the warrior.

And now, it's time to return that phrase.

When the dragon knight was carried out of the ring, Zhang Zhao slowly walked into the ring.

Looking at the self-confident knights and the audience full of guilt, Zhang Zhao sneered and said loudly: "Everyone is fine, as long as they can defeat me in the next game, this competition will be regarded as a victory for the Holy See, and we warriors should always withdraw from the metropolis and never take a step." ”

"This ......."

As soon as they heard this, Nian Ying and several of their old-timers were a little surprised, this is a victory over Wu Mingming, why do they want to make such a fuss?

The first thing to say about the competition was that each side selected eighteen people to compete, and the other party also made it clear that Zhang Zhao could not participate in this competition, and challenging him was just a simple personal grudge, and had nothing to do with the former. But now, Zhang Zhao wants to bet on the entire martial arts world, what is the reason?

Feng Po, who had just expelled the demonic nature, withdrew her gaze from the cloud in the tribulation, looked at Zhang Zhao on the stage, and said: "We have to believe him, it is a good thing that young people have courage, if they are all like us old guys, who are afraid of that and are afraid of this, then there is no need for the martial arts world to continue." ”

"But ......"

"It's nothing, since we believe that he can lead us to win today's competition, then we should believe that he can beat the opponent. ”

Before Elder Nian Ying finished speaking, the dragon abandoned and interrupted.

Among the several people, Long Qi was the oldest, but he was the craziest one, and he was able to get to this position today because of this kind of crazy courage.

For this point, even Yu Mad is willing to bow down.

"Alas......"

"Fez, are you sure?"

The Pope turned to look at the young man in black, worried about whether he would be able to defeat Zhang Zhao.

But the latter ignored him at all, stood up, picked up a three-foot broadsword and walked into the ring.

Seeing the black-clothed young man, Zhang Zhao took a look and his eyes fell on the sword in his hand.

The sword was four fingers wide and three feet long, from wide to thin, in the shape of a fish's tail.

From the point of view of appearance, this is indeed a knight's sword, but in terms of size, it is very similar to the long sword of the martial arts world.

The black-clothed young man looked indifferent, and made a sword salute to Zhang Zhao with both hands in fists.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhao also returned the salute politely.

It's just that before he could put down his fists, the figure of the black-clothed swordsman flashed in front of Zhang Zhao like a ghost.

At that moment, Zhang Zhao vaguely saw a sneer appear on the corner of his mouth, and then the stormy sword qi attacked him.

The black-clothed young man's body was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, his left protrusion flashed and changed countless directions.

I don't know how many swords he slashed at Zhang Zhao, and then Zhang Zhao had time to fight back.

It's just that just when he was about to use the Thunder Palm to counterattack, the young man suddenly disappeared in place, and after a while, he appeared ten meters away from Zhang Zhao.

At this time, Zhang Zhao felt that something was not quite right, and subconsciously looked down and found that a six-pointed star array had appeared under his feet, and he was standing in the middle of this six-pointed star array.

"Magic"

Magic, this was the first thought that came to Zhang Zhao's heart.

Because he had seen this six-pointed star array in the data, he began to speculate that it was a teleportation array, but now it seems that he is more like an attack formation, or in other words, most of the magic in the West is presented with this six-pointed star array, just like the Taiji diagram of the cultivation realm.

At this time, I saw the black-clothed young man holding the sword trick tightly with both hands, quickly sealing it, and finally shouted loudly: "Tu Dun, draw the ground as a prison, break!"

With this sound of the word "broken" blurted out.