Chapter 342: Victory

The blow just now, she herself didn't have the confidence to be able to follow it completely, not to mention that Mo Yin was completely impossible when her movements were restricted. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

But that's just the way it is.

"As I said, only one person can leave alive today." Mo Yin's face turned cold, one hand stretched out, and the frost sword on the ground trembled violently, and finally returned to Mo Yin's hand as if attracted by power.

The sword swung back.

Rumble!

The entire arena floor was like a wave, rising and finally turning into powder.

Indeed, Shen Xingtian's trick just now was fatal.

If it weren't for the protection of the colorful dragon's back, the blow just now Mo Yin would indeed be nine deaths.

Feeling the colorful dragon spine that was integrated with himself, Mo Yin smiled faintly and said to himself: "You have done me a great favor again." ”

Mo Yin's deep black eyes stared at Shen Xingtian and took a step.

However, Mo Yin has already consumed too much strength now, and if he doesn't fight quickly, even the body of the ancient dragon body can't withstand such an overload of power to continue to use.

Now Shen Xingtian also began to be afraid, looking at Mo Yin who was approaching him, Shen Xingtian had no choice.

At this moment, he had also exhausted the true qi power in his whole body, and he was unable to make a defense.

Mo Yin walked slowly towards Shen Xingtian, very slowly, with heavy and powerful steps.

However, Shen Xingtian didn't make any movements, he could only stand in place and remain motionless.

It's not that Shen Xingtian doesn't want to move, it's that there is no place to escape from the entire dueling arena.

Seeing Mo Yin slowly coming as if he was hooking the soul of death, Shen Xingtian felt a sense of powerlessness for no reason.

He took a few steps back, because the ground on the dueling arena was already in ruins, and after tripped and fell carelessly, he sat down limply on the ground.

"I told you, you don't deserve Excalibur." Mo Yin had already walked in front of Shen Xingtian at this time, like an invisible mountain, obscuring all of Shen Xingtian's sight.

"Do you think you've won?" Shen Xingtian sat on the ground and said with a stupid smile.

"Even if I die, I won't let you go, go to hell with me!" After Shen Xingtian laughed wildly, he saw that his body swelled rapidly, like a balloon filled with qi, which could explode at any time.

At the same time, on the dueling arena, a dragon roar resounded throughout the venue, the voice was thick and domineering, with a supreme momentum, which was bound to make everyone in the world surrender.

After the dragon's roar, everyone let out a cry of consternation.

In the center of the dueling arena, above Mo Yin's head, the looming dragon shadow appeared above his head.

Majestic, domineering.

Boom!

There was a loud bang again on the entire dueling arena, and after Shen Xingtian's body had swelled to an extreme, it burst open.

At the same time as the explosion, the dragon's groan sounded again, and in an instant, the wind raged. The two forces collided, and the dragon roar was to dissipate the turmoil that Shen Xingtian's suicide trick should have brought about.

Click!

Table tennis!

A crisp sound sounded, followed by a sound like glass shattering.

In the audience, Yun Shuang and the rest of the referees around him also noticed the abnormality, and the power just now actually caused a crack in the surrounding enchantment.

You must know that this is an enchantment formed by the powerhouses of the Dragon Martial Emperor realm, and it was actually broken by the contestants. This is a surprising situation.

The entire venue was stunned by the supreme dragon chant.

When the dragon chant dispersed, calm returned to the dueling arena.

It was already a ruined dueling arena, and there was only one person standing here.

Some of the long messy hair was gently blown up, and a faint smile appeared on the handsome cheeks.

The entire venue was silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Yin, like a god of war.

After a while.

Yun Shuang announced, "Winner, Moyin. ”

"Brother Yin, so handsome!" A sweet voice took the lead in breaking the calm of the venue,

At the same time as Shen Xingtian died, the ice prison also completely melted, and after Ying Xueling saw that the only person left on the dueling arena was none other than Mo Yin, she jumped up excitedly.

It was such a cheer from Sakura Xueling, and the originally calm venue erupted in a cheer of warm applause at this time.

"Dustless senior, isn't the sword in his hand?!"

"It's very similar, this appearance and characteristics are almost the same as those recorded in the ancient books, it should be the Ling Frost Divine Sword." After looking at the sword in Mo Yin's hand, Wuchen said slowly.

"Sure enough, it's not an ordinary young man, it seems that the vice president is not wrong." Yunshuang said.

After Mo Yin heard Yunshuang announce the results, his whole person relaxed, and his vision began to gradually darken.

The body was already overstretched by strength, but now as soon as the whole person relaxed, the body naturally fell forward.

Zheng!

At the same time that Mo Yin was about to fall, the blood-devouring sword that was originally inserted in the wall also flew over from the wall quickly, supporting Mo Yin who was about to fall to the ground.

Mo Yin only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and the sounds around him were a little inaudible, and he gradually fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but Mo Yin only felt like he was floating in an endless black hole, with no purpose and no whereabouts.

It's late at night.

in a room.

Ning Yan looked at Mo Yin who was lying on the bed, and said coldly: "You don't want to die, this king doesn't want to be buried with you." ”

"Sister Yan, how did you and Brother Yin meet?" Ying Xueling was very curious, Ning Yan and Mo Yin obviously didn't seem to match each other's personalities, but they looked like they had a very good relationship.

"After all, this reason is complicated, I'll tell you next time, Ling'er." For Ying Xueling, Ning Yan will show a beautiful smile that is not there in the rest of the time.

"Okay." Ying Xueling nodded obediently and sensibly.

"Is he really so good, and you like to follow him so much?" Ning Yan didn't understand a little, and didn't understand why Ying Xueling was so sticky.

"yes, I like it. My mother said that when some people meet for the first time, they are destined for a lifetime. It's like I met Sister Ning Yan and Brother Yin, isn't it? ”

Ning Yan was slightly stunned, then smiled softly and said, "Yes, but this man is not a good person, don't believe him too much." ”

"What a woman who doesn't leave room for talking." Mo Yin sat up from the bed at this time, looked at Ning Yan and said with an indifferent smile.

"It's not a good habit to eavesdrop on people's conversations, stinky man." () "Dragon Martial Saint Emperor" only represents the author's pure white as snow's point of view, if you find that its content violates the national law and contradicts the content, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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