Qin Feng watched with attention, this time there were many talents in the big competition, and the children of the Immortal Sect were very extraordinary, and the spells were amazing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Needless to say, the favorites are the favorites to win the championship, and how many people are waiting for him to take a look. The fire wolf sneaks, erratic, and flies away from the fire to fight against the blood and hates the sky. The spear collided with the pestle, and the sound of bells was endless. No one thought that Lihuo would be so violent, putting aside the temptation, he directly launched a ferocious attack, and when a vajra medicine pestle rotated, the fire flashed and buzzed.

The young man who hated the sky became famous, and he was born and killed in the same generation of the Tyrant Blood Gate, and there was absolutely no water. was seized by the fire, without panic, and fought fiercely with a gun with one hand. It seems to be slow, but in fact, the body is extremely fast.

"It's not good to hate the sky with blood, it's not for people to chase and fight, the beard with a stick is really good, and it's refreshing to look at."

Qin Feng's highly condensed attention, because Kui Wolf's words almost broke the work, only a guy like him with a tendon could see that he was beaten by someone who hated the sky. So far, I haven't taken advantage of the slightest advantage from the fire. The blood hatred is indeed strong, the blood and qi around the body are steaming, resisting the flames, the fierce battle with one hand is free to advance and retreat from the fire, and the other hand is to deal with the fire wolf who is sneaking off, and the three uses of one heart and three purposes without losing a single bit.

"If you can't get on the table, look carefully."

The Iron Rod hated. If Dongtaigong is all counting on this wolf to support the façade, then there is really no need to mix.

The smoke and dust in the field are billowing and the treasure art is shining, and the sound is bursting. The two of them fought in a wolf, and it became more and more intense. The tyrant gradually hit the real fire, his hands clenched the big gun, he shook it vigorously, and the wind howled. With the same tiger roaring gun, it is rare for the Tyrant Blood Angel to score three points. In the hands of his brother, it is decidedly different, the gun is a man's guts, and a man carries a gun.

Syllable!

The fire spirit wolf was swept in the waist by a big gun, the fire was scattered, and with a wail, it rolled off the stage. Fortunately, it is a flame transformation, if it is flesh and blood, this robbery will break bones and tendons. The eyebrows are furrowed from the fire, and his own treasure skills have been out so far, and the opponent is stronger when he encounters the strongest, increasing his strength every minute, his demeanor is leisurely, and the banter between his eyebrows and eyes is even more scorching in his heart.

In the direction of the Medicine King Palace, the grass lamp looked at the platform of life and death, and his expression was complicated. When did Senior Brother Lihuo become a stranger to him? I still remember that year, the entrance was the same as Yaowang Mountain, the road was slippery on a snowy night, and I couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest at all, and I injured my ankle and fell on the way, thousands of teenagers turned a blind eye and hurried to fight for a place in the mountain. The elder Shoushan felt that his heart was pure and kind, and his roots were extraordinary, so he made an exception to take him in. After that, the fire did not disappoint, controlling the fire, alchemy, and gathering fire into a spirit. Rising to the top of the medicine king mountain at a young age, his reputation and fame are all added. Until he surpassed him and stood on the highest peak of the same generation in Yaowang Mountain, the way Lihuo looked at himself changed. Since then, under the impetus of the master, the two have been fighting constantly and have been opponents of each other. At the same time, the magic is profound, and the affection is getting farther and farther. Today, seeing the strong enemy from the firepower, the memories in the bottom of my heart surged into my heart like a tide, how strong the fire was, Cao Deng knew that he was by no means an opponent who hated the sky. Just see how you can spell and...

"Xiaoxiao, how do you think of the blood hate?" The sixth princess's eyes flickered and she looked at her best friend.

"Let's take a look at it again, there should be a backhand from the fire, the situation on the mainland is changing, the same generation of heroes is out together, and the blood and hatred of the sky are too big!"

At the moment when everyone was talking, the figures in the field flickered, the weapons collided, one person carried a gun with a tiger's might, the blood was permeated, and the blood hated the sky and turned defense into attack. A steel pestle steamed, flames flew with the robes, and the spear was hard. The fire spirit wolf walks through the flames, searching for fighters. Wherever you go, the ground is full of flames, and the space is warped!

The flame slowly turns from red to blue, and the temperature doubles. Ba Xue's hatred of heaven was slightly surprised, the opponent's face was ordinary, and there were many means, and he really had some Taoism. But against him, it is destined to be only a tragedy! Big guns roared and shook in the wind.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

Dazzling, as fast as lightning, the people who are simple can no longer see the figure clearly, only to see the big gun flying up and down, and the tassels are blood-red. The two fought constantly in the breath, and each other won and lost. The robe on Lihuo's waist was shattered, and a wound was deep into the bone. In exchange, the blood of the tyrant hated the sky, and his shoulders were stained with blood, and he was rotten. The flame burn attached to the vajra made the wolf gasp. Ba Xue's long hair was flying, his eyes were cold, and he didn't see the slightest decline, and the sore wound on his shoulder made him even more excited.

The overlord is about to make a move!

Everyone understood that the fierce competition before was still just a temptation, or rather, the tyrant was testing the depth of the Medicine King Palace. From the moment the tyrant was injured, the game really began!

It's time for the show! Already the crazy crowd is boiling again.

The blood is strong, and the wind is protruding! The blood haters the sky and moves the spear, and the fire is in full swing! Like a tiger descending the mountain, the blood demon possesses! One shot is faster than the other, and one move is more ruthless than the other, driving the wind and stirring the heavens and the earth, which is completely different from the beginning. Leaving the fire to resist this tidal wave of attacks, retreating again and again, stained with blood all over his body. If the opponent is still a human, then he has turned into a fierce beast at this moment, and the thick bloody aura alone can't even force the monstrous flames to retreat!

Airplanes!

A spear shadow pierced through the flames, piercing the fire spirit wolf beast, and with the power of destroying the world, it continued to amplify in the eyes of the fire... Getting closer...

Are you going to lose? Is it going to be defeated again? No! I'm not reconciled!

Yes...!

A frantic roar came from the mouth of the fire...

Fierce competition and angry shouts silence the life and death stage, and people are waiting for the winner! Even if you know that it must be that man, you need him to prove it with his actions!

Boom!

A figure hung limply at his side with his left hand, and his right hand pressed against the bleeding atrium and fell off the stage.

Silence, the smell of a falling needle...

The bleeding figure that had been hit in the center room gradually curled up, and slowly, little by little, stood up. Everyone believed that he would fall again if he didn't survive the next moment, and the constant wheezing fire stood on the edge of the stage of life and death. I didn't take a step back. Didn't fall!

He hasn't lost yet! We have to fight again!

The fire is almost exhausted, and there is only one bright lamp left in the heart. He seemed to see the sad and nervous expressions of the junior disciples of the Medicine King Hall behind him, and saw the grass lamp junior brother who was the closest back then and is now the most resentful. Lihuo chuckled, "It's enough to lose once, I... I don't want to lose anymore..."

Oh... Woo...!

Not far away, the fire spirit wolf, who felt the master's heart, howled to the sky, and his voice was sad. And with an inexplicable majesty.

became famous at a young age, and the young generation of the invincible medicine king mountain fell into the clouds again. Lihuo, who has a deep obsession, can't bear all this at all. How can a proud man bear the mercy of others? He's not ugly, his beard is gone, and he's just as glamorous, but what?

The wind, the clouds gradually change color, the red of the flames, quickly encroaching on the sky...

"The power of the forbidden one!"

The iron rod muttered to himself, and countless old men had solemn expressions at the same time!

The fire wolf's howl grew louder and louder, and finally transformed into a phantom and flew into the body of the fire.

Rumble!

The flames burn fiercely from the inside out! Two red divine lines instantly crawled all over Lihuo's cheeks. The black hair stood on end, and the momentum continued to soar. All the parents and elders felt a terrifying convergence of vitality, not to mention that many of the younger generation were already unstable!

The two of them in the Medicine King Hall got up at the same time, and the grass lamp looked at his master in disbelief, who nodded silently. A burst of dizziness caused the grass lantern's body to shake, and he barely managed to stand firm by holding on to the seat. Brother! Is it really that important to win or lose? It's just a means to take charge of the teacher's uncle's cultivation of Gu generals, how could it come to this point! That's a forbidden secret art! Even if you win, you won't survive!

With the same sigh, Su Xiaoxiao shook his head secretly, with the talent to leave the fire, he might not lose to the tyrant who hated the sky for ten years, but today he fell into a mortal situation.

The sparkle in the iron rod's eyes flickered, and then dissipated. Explained to a few people behind him, "The treasures of the human body are endless, and ancient legends say that people can also become gods and ancestors." Meditation for a long time, immortal and indestructible, watching the flowers fall and bloom... Inherited to this day, the magic withered. There are still some broken mystical techniques in circulation. Once the power is amazing, the consequences are also very serious. No one can afford the backlash of a mutilated mystic. ”

At this time, the fire is guided by the death of the spirit wolf in the body, and the massive essence released when the spirit turns into fire is a sword, impacting several **** places around the body. Forcibly opened a corner of the body's treasure. At the cost of burning essence, qi, and God, he borrowed infinite power from the devil!

The pride of leaving the fire has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and it would rather dissipate than fail!

As soon as the taboo came out, the fiery red burning clouds infected the sky. Strength, great power, made him tremble, it was an energy that could be broken by the sky and wandered through the body. The flames enveloped him and burned. Ba Xue's eyes gradually widened, until the blood vessels in his eyes protruded. The opponent is crazy, absolutely crazy! Cold sweat spilled down his forehead, and the fire disappeared, right in front of his eyes, gone. Is there even a phantus!

Boom! Boom! Boom! …

After a brief silence, the crowd collectively took a breath of cold air. The scene on the stage of life and death is too unreal, too dreamy and so violent. Ba Blood Hate was frantically attacked by an indistinct figure, and he didn't even have a chance to raise his hand to resist, and his fist hit his body continuously, mixed with the sound of bones breaking, and the sound spread all over the mountaintop.

It hurts, it hurts attentively! Ba Blood's eyes widened, suspended in the air, when he landed, determined by the time he left the fire, his essence was exhausted, and his blurred eyes could still see that this madman was constantly attacking at a speed beyond the brain's reaction. No one can kill themselves! The armor left by the previous emperor can offset a lot of strength, but the power like mountains and seas can't be eliminated.

"This time I was really beaten into a dog!" Kui Wolf's eyes lit up, and he couldn't suppress his excitement. The bearded hunk has too much appetite for him.

The Overlord Blood Emperor's eyelids jumped suddenly, the scene was not bad enough for him to change color, and he stretched out his hand to signal the few elders on his side who had already gotten up to stop the game to sit down. Is this accidental? Or is it a conspiracy against the Bloodlords? Questions swirled in his head. What is the benefit of the Medicine King Palace's sending out dead soldiers to the Tyrant Blood Gate, could it be that the young man called the grass lamp is really sure to win the championship?