The dragon spits fire, and the True Dragon Demon Pill hooks the power of the flames, like a tsunami, and pounces on the Trap Beast from all directions. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The magic pattern on the trap beast operated, instantly hooking the water element force to protect the surroundings.

Water and fire intersected, and the two Yuan forces were constantly entangled and collided, and no one could help anyone for a while.

At the same time, Chu Wenshan hooked his mental power with a sage ruler, and his mouth followed with a loud shout, "Town! ”

The sage ruler Xuanguang burst into bursts, evoked a lot of mental power, turned into the size of a small mountain, and pressed down towards Long Wushuang.

While urging the Dragon Jie Dan to deal with the Trap Beast, Long Wushuang swung his Dragon Bone Sword, causing a giant dragon to crash into the hill above him.

There was a loud bang, and the two huge forces collided, and the ring was followed by a shock.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a magic circle around it, this ring would definitely turn into ashes after this collision.

The power of the saint ruler has not diminished, and the hooked hill collides with the real dragon phantom, still pressing down on Long Wushuang.

This is the confrontation between mana and physical power, Long Wushuang swings his sword and slashes again, and the true dragon law and Xiaoshan are reloaded again.

There was a roar in the ring, and no matter how powerful Long Wushuang's bloodline was, it couldn't withstand such consumption.

At a critical moment, Chu Wenshan sacrificed the immortal painting and hooked a waterspout from it to the dragon knot dan.

Long Jiedan's fire was completely suppressed at once, and the trap beast roared, waving its giant claws and slapping at Long Wushuang again.

On the one hand, it is the power of the saint's ruler, and on the other hand, it is the great power of the trap beast.

The two huge forces converged together, and with a bang, Long Wushuang was shaken out of the ring.

The paper fan opened, Chu Wenshan flashed twice gracefully, and when Long Wushuang got up from the ground, he hugged his fists and said, "Accept!" ”

Long Wushuang blushed and clenched his fists, and immediately left in shame under the gaze of everyone.

The power of his physical body is combined with Chu Wenshan's mana, half a catty to eight taels.

It's just that Chu Wenshan has too many magic weapons, and it is estimated that he only showed some fur, and the rest of the finale magic weapons were not used.

At the end of the competition, Chu Nanfeng waved his sleeves and announced, "Chu Wenshan wins, the next game, Ding to Ren!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Tiger Ben jumped into the ring violently, and his heart was depressed to death.

Of the five clans of the Praetorian Guard, he is now the only one left.

After he went up, Feng Wudao stepped up, holding an improved Wind Thunder Sword and facing the Tiger Ben.

At the beginning, Qin Feng snatched Feng Ji's Wind Thunder Sword and gave it to Feng Wudao.

After Feng Wudao went back, he secretly asked the swordsmith to change the shape of the Xiafeng Thunder Sword, but the material was still the original immortal gold.

In this competition, the Feng family should have given a lot of good things.

Hu Ben has never looked down on Feng Wudao, and with one foot on the ground, a white bone long sword was sacrificed, and he hissed at Feng Wudao, "Do you want to go down by yourself, or will you be beaten down by me?" ”

This white bone sword should be refined from the bones of a white tiger.

As soon as it came out, the little white tiger in the ring had a sense.

At the beginning, its mother was seriously injured, and she took it into the small world, and died. The last flesh and blood body should have been found and refined by the ancestors of the Tiger Clan.

Qin Feng's mind moved, and according to the inheritance law, this tiger bone sword should be given to the little white tiger.

He is the guardian of the little white tiger, and the tiger bone sword should be his!

This thought is just a flash, and you can't go too far.

He hurriedly memorized the bone inscription on the white bone in his mind, which was more precious than the previous divine beast bone inscription.

Feng Wudao has been despised all these years, and the depression and anger in his heart can be imagined.

When Hu Ben said this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and snorted, "Hu Ben, don't be too loud, it's not certain who will knock down whom!" ”

"Okay, let's try it!"

The tiger bone sword in his hand slashed at Feng Wudao.

The wind has no way to get the Tianwu wind control method taught by Qin Feng, and it is no longer the original wind no way.

The wind and thunder sword in his hand rolled, and instantly aroused a gangfeng, like a long dragon to meet the tiger.

This hurricane contained thousands of sword intents, capable of twisting the boulder meteorite into powder.

"Little Farr, Ann dares to show off!"

The tiger was full of disdain, and the white tiger law on his body floated, and a sword slashed down at the tornado.

In the middle of the ring, it seems that a dragon and a tiger collide.

The wind tornado and the white tiger's huge force wrenched together, making a booming and muffled sound.

After a stalemate without a breath, a loud bang exploded in the middle.

The huge power spread in all directions, Feng Wudao and Tiger Ben resisted with their swords, stepped on the ring and took two steps back, and when the power of the backlash disappeared, they all frowned.

Hu Ben didn't expect that Feng Wudao would be able to take his sword. This was unthinkable before.

"You've gotten better, but it's not enough!"

The tiger shouted, the bone inscription on the tiger bone sword flashed, and a sword slashed down, and suddenly a white tiger rushed out from the tiger bone sword, roaring in the air and pounced on the wind without a way.

The Tiger family already has its own research on the bone inscription, and through the bone inscription, all the divine power of the white tiger bone is fully exerted.

The momentum of this sword was extraordinary, and the huge pressure of the white tiger soared into the sky, making the breath of the surrounding people tighten.

Feng Wudao's expression was calm, and the wind and thunder sword in his hand was not agitated enough, and he hooked up a series of wind barriers to block in front of him.

However, the power of the White Tiger Sword Shadow was huge, and it smashed the Gangfeng barrier with one palm, and it was about to pounce on the wind and no way.

At this moment, Feng Wudao's Na ring flashed, and a red light immediately shot out and blocked in front of him.

This magic weapon is like a meditating futon, and as soon as it comes out, it spun out fire and spun rapidly, stirring up the force of a hurricane.

The people around exclaimed, "Wind and fire futon, the treasures of the Feng family's town clan have been taken out!" ”

As soon as the white tiger sword shadow arrived, it collided with the wind and fire futon with great might.

With a muffled bang, the wind and fire futon instantly burst out with a violent high temperature, and the rolling fire yuan force erupted from it, instantly devouring the White Tiger Sword Qi.

This kind of absolute defensive magic weapon is really amazing.

Hu Ben was taken aback, and finally understood why Feng Wudao dared to argue with him.

But all body refiners, magic weapons are very scarce.

One is that it is not visible, and the other is that it is not used.

The magic weapons are all driven by spiritual power, and the main energy of the body refiner is used to forge the physical body, and the magic weapon cannot be urged.

Tiger Ben is like this, the white tiger sword in his hand is still the treasure of the family.

All he relied on was the White Tiger Law on his body.

After the White Tiger Sword Shadow was engulfed by the wind and fire futon, the body of the tiger Ben flashed, and it rushed to the wind and slashed at great speed.

Feng Wudao was not stupid enough to fight with him for physical strength, opened a distance, and while dodging, he frequently stirred the wind and thunder sword in his hand to resist.

In the ring, the White Tiger Law Phase kept colliding with the wind and thunder Yuan Force, and there was a muffled sound, which shook the ring for a while, and it fought for hundreds of rounds in the blink of an eye.

Hu Ben scolded depressedly, "Don't hide if you have the ability, fight with Lao Tzu for three hundred rounds!" ”

"That's what it means!"

Feng Wudao snorted lightly, and the wind and fire futon was sacrificed, and a huge fire erupted violently, sweeping towards the tiger ben.

The tiger held a roll of the White Tiger Sword, hooked the White Tiger Law to block in front of him, the fire collided with the White Tiger Law, and the rumble was deadlocked.

At this time, Feng Wudao's fingers hooked, and a purple long sword erupted from Na Jie, and rushed out from the back of the tiger ben with a thunderous momentum, directly hitting his body.

With a loud bang, even with the white tiger's legal protection, the tiger was still shocked by the cyan long sword and flew out and rolled down under the ring.

The surrounding crowd exclaimed again, "Shushan Purple Ying Sword!" ”

Uncle Withered vine said

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