Chapter 82 Sword Sect, Realm
The clouds cleared, and when the sunlight shone on the arena again, the huge explosion caused by the thunder had stopped, and a large crater that seemed to have been blasted out by a meteorite stretched across the entire ring, and its area far exceeded the entire ring. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Well... It's so powerful!"
Meng Qi's power to flatten the entire ring with one move is exaggerated enough, and the current thunder of the original silence is even more than terrifying.
"This is not the power of the original lonely!"
On the insight into the Yuan Force, Rhine deserves to be the first in the audience, and a large part of the thunder does not belong to the Yuan Force of the original silence.
High in the air, a figure slowly fell, stepping on the bottom of the ring that had been knocked down by him for several feet.
"Brother Daoyan, you can't imagine that my move is also a half-move!"
The silence is spotless, in stark contrast to the sermon in front of you.
"Humph!"
At this time, the Dao Yan was indeed very miserable, and the battle robe was torn, and the residual arcs were beating uncontrollably, and they were embarrassed.
"Referee, now you can decide the result!"
Yuan Lin turned around and shouted to the referee in the sky, and now anyone with a discerning eye can see that the defeat is very miserable and Yuan Lin is basically unharmed.
"I admit defeat!
Dao Yan looked at Yuan Lin deeply, as if he wanted to see something, and finally turned away with a cold snort unwillingly.
"Wouldn't it be better to admit defeat earlier, really!"
After Daoyan admitted defeat, Yuan Lone's face instantly collapsed, his feet were soft, and he knelt down directly and half-knelt down with his palms, snorting and exhaling heavily, if he could take Dao Yan without damage and then fight back, he could not be hurt, then Yuan Lone would directly slap Dao Yan to death at the beginning, and also beat a fart.
"You fool me!"
Dao Yan Huo Ran turned around, and a layer of golden aura steamed again, like a flame, fully embodying the endless anger of Dao Yan at this time.
"The game is over, the loser is out!"
The referee doesn't care if you were tricked into admitting defeat or not, that's a fact, and you really have to leave. This time the Dao Yan was defeated very unjustly, the realm of Yuan Lin was too weird, and he completely restrained the performance of the Dao, and in terms of combat quality, Yuan Lin also defeated him.
"Whew, it's finally over, and it's almost the last few shows!"
The conference, which took more than half a year, was about to end after a few sessions at this time, and everyone sighed for a while, will there be a chance to see such a grand event next time!
"The finalists go to the stage to draw lots!"
After using great means to pile up a new ring again, the referee's unique cold voice sounded, compared with the previous time at this time, there were only nine people left on the stage to draw lots, and the ring was particularly empty.
"Xuantian breaks the bye, Bing Ning fights Menglian, Wuhuan fights Lu Ling, Ge Ye fights Yuan Lone, and Teng Tian fights Dao Lin!"
Unlike the previous four games, the referee announced it directly after everyone drew lots, and Xuantian broke good luck and directly entered the top five to avoid a big battle.
"Lu Ling!"
Wu Huan turned his head to look at Lu Yan with an indifferent expression, how sharp the sword of the heir of the Sword Sect was worth seeing.
Everyone on the stage looked at their opponents and then walked off the stage, and the opponents in the four games had either communicated or admired for a long time, and finally had to see the real chapter in their hands.
"In the first game, Bing Ning vs. Menglian!"
The white clothes fluttered like a dream, and everyone felt that their eyes were bright, cold and glamorous, and the two girls were fighting for beauty.
"Sister Bing, let's meet again!"
Meng Lian hid her face and smiled coquettishly, and instantly looked at a group of people, counting this time, she was fighting Bing Ning for the second time.
"Ice Age!"
Ice condensation never counted, and as soon as the game began, an endless cold current swept through the ring like a violent wind, and a layer of frost instantly formed on the ground within a radius of hundreds of zhang.
"Sister Bing is still so anxious!"
Meng Lianhao raised his wrist lightly, and the energy rippled like a wave, directly isolating the endless cold current caused by the ice condensation, and the ice and snow outside the circle, I am here all year round.
"Ice Jedi!"
The trick of freezing the fire spirit crystal reappeared, and the frost spread wildly in all directions at a strange speed, and a huge ice block appeared in the ring again.
"Is this the magic technique recorded in Glacier Valley's peerless 'Returning to the Heaven Ice Duel'!"
Meng Lianqiang was knowledgeable and told the origin of this trick at a glance.
"If you take it, count me as losing!"
The tone was cold and waveless, and Bing Ning said to Meng Lian as if she was telling something that had nothing to do with her.
"Good!"
Meng Lian's answer was concise and clear, and at this time she had been directly frozen by an iceberg.
"Damn, Sister Meng is big!"
Crack Yan roared loudly and almost rushed to the stage, but was directly pressed down by Fuji Tian and a few people.
"She's got her own measure!"
Out of trust in Menglian, Peng Yue comforted.
"Another iceberg beauty! How does Miss Fire feel when she is frozen in ice?"
Qin Tian looked at Meng Lian, who was sealed in the iceberg, and turned his head and asked the Fire Spirit Crystal Dao, who had personally experienced the late move.
"It's cold, and I'm frozen in an instant!"
Fire Spirit Crystal's answer was short, but it was highly rated for this move.
"That means that the dream may not be broken!"
"Not necessarily!"
......
"Sky Fox Bath!"
At this moment, a soft cry came from the iceberg, and through the transparent iceberg, everyone clearly saw a layer of blue flames burning around Menglian, saying that the flames were not right, just like the bright moon reflected in the sparkling lake, reflecting the faint and cold light of the water waves.
"Sister Bingning, you lost!"
Under the surprised gaze of everyone, Menglian walked out of the iceberg step by step, and the strange water wave near her body actually melted into a path in the iceberg.
"It's the cold fire of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox!"
There were many people with eyesight present, and soon someone told Meng Lian what the watery thing outside her body was.
That's not fire, it's water, or it's water, fire, commonly known as cold flame, and the same as the blue pole ice flame of the ice phoenix clan, this fire has no temperature, although it will not freeze everything like the blue pole ice flame, but it can melt all things, which is the same as the fire burning all things, and it is a dangerous thing, and it cannot be touched.
"I throw in the towel!"
Whether it was the last time she fought against her strongest move, she was unwilling to be defeated, or she found an answer for herself, Bing Ning simply turned around and left, leaving Meng Lian with a speechless back, why was she colder than last time!
"Wuhuan vs. Lu Yan, the two of them come to power!"
Eight of the best players will play in each of the four games, and each game is destined to be very exciting, and this is already the pinnacle of the showdown under the interstellar solips.
"Brother Lu, please!"
"Please!"
The two people who don't talk nonsense directly opened their posture after a simple star-to-eye meeting, Jian Xiu is the most combative person in Wuhuan's memory or in the current interstellar world, and Lu Yan proved that he is worthy of the prestige that this profession represents.
Wu Huan has always wanted to know how Lu Yan's sword is different from Frost Frost, and now he clearly knows that everyone's sword is the same as himself, and there will never be a second one in the world, and Lu Yan's sword is the most domineering, simple, and direct that Wu Huan has ever seen.
Cleya once told them that the sword sect is the strongest if it is not heavy, and the sword move that is most suitable for him is the strongest, so Wu Huan was cut by Lu Yan very badly, and every time he touched Lu Ling's sword with his fist, he was chopped back three steps, and such a confrontation Wu Huan had touched it seven times, each time it sounded more than once, and the aftermath was more exaggerated than the other, and at this time, there was no intact floor within hundreds of zhang under their feet, and the whole sank a few feet.
"What a hard fist! Is Wuhuan's body made of iron!"
The collision of fists and swords emitted a momentum like two mountains colliding, Yun He's sharp eyes were actually not only him, but even everyone else saw that after colliding with Wu Huan's fist, Lu Yan's hand holding the sword would unconsciously tremble, as if the sword was heavy and powerless to lift it, but the heirs of the Sword Sect couldn't hold their own swords, do you believe this!
"What a hard fist!"
"What a strong sword!"
At the same time, Wu Huan and Lu Yan flashed the same thought in their hearts, the opponent was definitely a strong opponent.
"The temptation is over, now it's time to get serious!"
Wuhuan moved his hands and feet, twisted his waist, made a crisp pop, and said to Lu Yan very seriously.
"Come on!"
Lu Yan has always thought that the sword in his hand is more useful than any nonsense, so he never said much to prove it with facts.
"Offended!"
A splash of rubble suddenly splashed on the ground, and Wuhuan had disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Bang!
Lu Yan slashed out of thin air, and in an instant, a circle of violent qi suddenly erupted, and Wu Huan had already collided with Lu Yan's sword again.
"Sword Fist!"
Unlike the previous few times, Wu Huan did not retreat, but clenched his fist at the landing couple, and threw a fast punch that flashed like a meteor.
"Sword Intent!"
Lu Yan's spiritual sense was keen, and he knew that Wu Huan's fist contained sword intent at the moment he punched.
While!
With a crisp sound, Lu Yan retracted his sword and swirled, directly lifting Wu Huan's fist into the air, and then stabbed directly, and an incomparable sword directly forced Wu Huan to retreat non-stop.
"The reaction is quite fast, and the defense is not bad!"
After smashing the sharp sword with one palm, Lu Yan's counterattack also came.
"Sword Emperor, slash!"
A shocking sword light fell from the sky and slashed straight at Wuhuan, the sword was powerful, the hall was upright, there was nowhere to hide, and Wuhuan was completely locked.
"The cultivation level of the Sword Sect is different from the cultivation level between the stars, the Sword King corresponds to the Law Phase, the Sword Emperor corresponds to the self, the Sword Emperor corresponds to the earth, the Sword Venerable corresponds to the heavens, the Sword God corresponds to the realm above the heavens, and the Sword Sect Ancestor lived in the Hundred Clans period, so the realm division is the same as the cultivation level of the fierce beast!"
Wu Huan's mind flashed some of the information that Creya said, and Lu Yan in front of him directly slashed himself with a sword from the Sword Emperor realm, and he really went all out!
"Collapse the sky!"
A dark red palm print rose to the sky to meet the brilliant sword light, such a sword Wuhuan was not sure to rely on his fist to block without injury.
Rumble!
The ultimate move collided with the earth-shattering, and the dark red flames of Wu Huan's palm print burst out directly, covering and melting Lu Yan's sword, and a dark red pillar of fire dozens of feet high was slowly dissipating.
Buzz Buzz.......
At this moment, Wuhuan heard a buzzing sound in the distance, a flash of silver light in the distance, and a streamer "whoosh" flew amazingly.
The skin was sunken and the streamer did not reach the pressure of the sword, and in an instant, Wu Huan's cold hair stood on end, and a cold sword intent traveled through his body along the nerves, and a terrifying sense of crisis surged from the bottom of his heart like a tide, and he could not avoid this sword.
"Sword Emperor, Thorn!"