"You're right, I'm really surprised, and I have to admit that you're strong enough to be taken seriously by a triple. The administrator paused, then continued, "You're proud to do this, but that's it. ”

He complained that Qiu did not despise and said: "Listen to you, you didn't use the most powerful means just now, and then all come out, let me see, you didn't say so fiercely." ”

When he heard Qiu Qiu's ridicule, he didn't get angry. Instead, he nodded in agreement.

As Shangguan Yan's hands unfolded, the huge sword disappeared in an instant, but only for a moment, a wave of inspiration surfaced in his hun, and then this inspiration enveloped the entire Shangguan Yan.

A rather ornate dress covered the entire person with only one face and two feet, but then masks and boots of the same color appeared in the air, covering the rest of Shangguan Yan's body.

"Battle of the Heavenly Kingdom!" Zhou Qinglin and Xu Mingren both marveled at the same time.

Ouyang Zi frowned, and his mouth moved. Then he couldn't help but ask:

"Is the Celestial Combat Jacket a very powerful magic weapon?"

Xu Mingren sighed and said, "Indeed, this dress is a magic weapon handed down by Shangguan Yan's ancestors. It is said to be a magic weapon that imitates the god level. It's very powerful and terrifying!"

Hearing Xu Ming say that power was too terrifying, Ouyang Zi asked, "Isn't this just about protecting this dress?"

"Keep looking. Xu Ming did not explain further. Maybe it's not that simple.

Just when everyone thought it was going to be over, the last steward surprised everyone again.

Once dissipated, the steam condensed again, and then like a piece of scale armor stuck to the clothes of the sky, the splendid clothes added a strong fighting temperament.

He complained that Qiu Zheng was looking at all this coldly. Although he didn't feel any pressure from Qiu, the Savage Sword in his hand began to tremble, which was a sign of an encounter with his opponent.

It seems that the dress is really strong, otherwise the sword of God would not be so excited.

But it's kind of interesting.

For He Binqiu, with the help of the Goddess Sword, the power of any sword against him was naturally only half, because no one could stop the edge of the Goddess Sword and its terrifying devouring power.

When all the scales were attached, Shangguan Yan was left with only a pair of phoenix eyes, and even his hands were covered with scales.

The glorious battle suit of the dark sky has calmed down, the colors are no longer so dazzling, and even look a little rustic.

"This is my Shangguanren's inheritance magic weapon, Xuantian Battle Boots, you can let me use him, you should be proud enough. Shangguan Yan, her momentum changed dramatically, and she opened her mouth gently, why did she complain about Qiu, her tone of voice already showed a different kind of hegemony/power.

He complained that Qiu was cold-eyed and proud of Shangguan Yan, and he complained that Qiu was not surprised, or even moved at all.

"No matter what clothes you wear, no matter what spell weapon you use, it's the same for me, as for your pride, give yourself a little!"

The corners of the senior official's lips smiled contemptuously and said, "Then try it." ”

As Shangguan Yan fell to the ground with his voice, a flash of light suddenly appeared, and a sky covered with scales suddenly appeared from the combat suit.

All the aura began to snipe at Shangguan Yan's right hand, and the aura in the sky gradually disappeared.

With just a few breaths, a big red sword appeared in Shangguan Yan's right hand. ，

Seeing this scene, Xu Haisheng was a little surprised that the darkness in the sky remained unchanged, because even he didn't know that Shangguan Yan had such a trick.

"The idea of using the fusion of the kendo realm and the Dharma sword skeleton to construct a sword with a high degree of self-consistency may only be conceived by him. Xu Haisheng nodded slightly, and then gently stroked his beard.

He complained that Qiu's right hand was gripped tightly by the sword again, as the sword's anger became more and more severe, almost out of control.

Spiritual power began to pour out of his hands and into the body of the Shakyamuni Sword, so he had to release the Shakyamuni Sword calmly, otherwise in the next battle, there was a high chance that an accident would happen.

Each sword has its own consciousness and pride, and cannot tolerate the provocation of other treasures, and for the Shakyamuni sword, the clothes of the Shakyamuni swallow are a threat and provocation to the sky, and in order to maintain their dignity, the Shakyamuni sword is almost out of control of the autumn resentment, active attack.

But once the swords lose their grievances and control, they can only become a violent killer. Although their power remained the same, they lacked the means to change and should reduce the threat to Shangguan Yan.

Although he felt that there was a provocative anger in the Sword of the Beast, he hated Qiu and felt a strong contempt that made him feel very relieved.

It is only when the rank is higher than the other that the Shakyamuni sword will have such disdain. This shows that Shangguan Yan's magic weapon has not reached the level of a pseudo-god weapon, because there is still a ladder difference in the Shakyamuni sword, although there is only one step difference, but the gap is difficult to bridge.

Shangguan Yan held a huge blood-colored sword in his hand, and his momentum rose again, and the momentum began to spread.

Seeing that the scope of the field has condensed a lot, it is clear that this has not been able to be done, which is why Qiu is far from the first-class.

Among his peers, he hated Qiu's insight into kendo, which was arguably the crown of all, but in many places, Shangguan Yan had already entered the Triple Heaven, which was still unmatched.

The momentum is gathering on both sides, and everyone knows that the next battle is the strongest and that neither side is likely to hold on.

"Master Haifeng, who do you think will win these two?" Xu Haisheng suddenly opened his mouth, surprised by Zhao Haifeng.

"It's not easy to say. This could be Guan Yan. After all, his domain is here. Zhao Haifeng ripped off this sentence for a long time, which seemed a bit slippery.

In his heart, Zhao Haifeng naturally likes He Binqiu to win, but Zhao Haifeng also wants to see He Binqiu meet an opponent who can put him under great pressure.

From Xiuwei's point of view, he complained that Qiuqiu had already won, but the game was a game, the loss was lost, and the victory was won on the battlefield, no matter how you repaired.

"Haha, Master Haifeng doesn't seem to want to tell the truth. Xu Haisheng smiled lightly, and then did not speak.

At this point, everyone's attention is highly focused, and no one wants to miss any photos.

This game is rare in a hundred years, and both sides of the battle are considered the best disciples in the overhaul, but it can only save one.

Although for many disciples, the battle area between He Binqiu and Shangguan Yan was already somewhat beyond their comprehension, there was still a lot to gain from it.

As the sword in Shangguan Yan's hand rose, the battle between the two sides was almost instantaneous.

"Brush!"

Blood was glistening, dark shadows were flying everywhere, Shangguan Yan had disappeared from the sky, and in the presence of time, it had come to the back of why complain about autumn.

He Binqiu seemed to have anticipated this change, and the sword god in his hand stabbed behind him, and the heart of the sword referred to the official chest of the swallow.

Shangguan Yan's body clapped his hands, avoiding the weird thorn of why he complained about autumn, and then prepared the blood-colored sword to make a big arc, cutting to the side Why complaining about autumn.

(End of chapter)