A first-order martial artist stood on the supreme arena of the Supreme Court, which made everyone watching the game fall through their glasses. How strong the Upper House is in the Upper House, everyone who has watched the game these days knows how much they know. It is unknown whether a second-order peak martial artist can stand on the field, and the early stage of the second-order soldier position has become the standard.

A team of martial artists turned out to be only the first stage of the first order, which was simply a living breakthrough, especially a little girl who was like a flower. Isn't this a lamb sent to the wolf's den for a day trip?

There were exclamations on the field, and there was a lot of scolding on the Internet. Countless keyboard warriors have risen up to frantically search for the culprit who brought this little girl up to her death. And it is precisely in order to cater to this demand that a bunch of media reporters seized the opportunity and broke the news frantically. The causes and consequences of Shiyan Martial Arts School's substitute martial arts minister Zhang Yiran coming on the field are all out.

It is the pot of Huashang. He rushed from the commentary room to the lounge of Shiyan Martial Arts School, and after some abuse, Shiyan Martial Arts School was forced by him to change to a new martial arts minister.

"I'll go, this Hua Shang donated the little girl to death on the handsome field for the sake of Xianba's own flying sword technique!"

"Why am I so angry when he is doing this, someone is ruining his martial arts and can't sell it at a price, can you not be angry?"

"That's right, Hua Shang relies on this flying sword technique to make money, Shiyan is eating like this, doesn't he want to coax him?"

"For the sake of money, he forced other little girls to die?

"This thing is relying on bragging, and forcing people to die!"

"This thing is banned, and I don't even want my team's results, just for the sake of flying swordsmanship. Don't die for money!"

"Hey, let's have one thing to say, isn't the competition to the upper court just to show strength and sell martial arts?"

"Hua Shang said that winning the championship is a dream, fake, just a money fan!"

There was a burst of verbal criticism on the Internet, and the keyboard warriors with supernatural hand speeds, the senior blacks began their gorgeous performances. On the live broadcast platform, the barrage insulting Huashang filled the screen for the first time.

On the field of winning the command in the upper courtyard, the Shiyan martial arts team put up a majestic array of wild goose wings, two huge wild goose wings spread all over the field in a scissor shape, and each team member tried to distance himself from his companions. Goose Wings domineeringly envelops all the Inhuman team members, as if to kill them.

Zeng Chongjiu surrounded a few team members, and they began to discuss this formation enthusiastically. None of them are formation masters, but their wild instincts make them feel the killing power of this formation.

Zeng Chongjiu was discussing with them while looking towards the battle in Shiyan. Hua Shang was leaning against the glass wall of the viewing room, looking at him through the glass and aura cover.

"Hehe!" Zeng Chongjiu's face showed a smile of joy in the hunt, "This array is set by Hua Shang!"

"What do you say?" Tian Zhenrong asked with a frown.

"Today he borrowed the hands of the Shiyan dogs, and he wanted to have a duel with me!" Zeng Chongjiu was so excited that he was feverish, "It seems that my provocation in the last game was not in vain." I can finally have a good fight. Let's take advantage of this game to take a good look at his formation!"

"If it's Huashang, let's go together, right?" Tian Zhenrong couldn't help but say. She admires Huashang and likes it, but she can't afford to lose her diplomacy, and she is also afraid that Zeng Chongjiu will miss her feet.

"Stay away, I just want someone to meet him. Can those Shiyan garbage withstand my halberd? What are you afraid of?" Zeng Chongjiu said with a sneer.

"Chongjiu, put on the mask, the flying sword is ghostly, and it's not good to break the appearance. Yan Ruobing said.

"Hmph, okay!" Zeng Chongjiu pulled down the mask to cover his face. This time, he played three games in a row by himself, and he showed his face well, and his father and Commander Guo would definitely praise him when they saw it, and the attitude of his three confidantes also changed greatly. The girl of the Spirit Clan, what she values is strength. No matter how strong Huashang's swordsmanship is, it is not the demon god who came into the world.

"Whew!" Zeng Chongjiu held his helmet, pulled up his overlord painting halberd from the ground, and roared, and the whole person rushed towards the goose wing array of the Shiyan martial arts team like a black whirlwind. He identified the core of the formation that was launched, the martial minister Zhang Yiran. Rushing down Zhang Yiran and the taxi positions in front of her in front of her, the entire big array will collapse, just like the first three games.

At this moment, fourteen flying swords suddenly whistled and flew over, forming a spiral sword track around him, and at the same time, the Shiyan team members lined up in a wild goose wing array, and at the same time used the strongest light skill of the Wudang faction to drive the toad in eight steps, moving at a rapid speed like a butterfly wearing flowers, forming a strange formation with two "8" characters crossed.

The aura Yunlan roared on the entire field, and in an instant, the star position changed, the time and space changed, and the surrounding scenery changed with the movement of the rushing Shiyan players, which produced subtle but profound changes. Zeng Chongjiu found himself rushing into a fantasy area that he had never experienced before, and every step felt wrong. He didn't have time to stop and think about his next move, because the spiraling sword track suddenly revealed sharp fangs and cut mercilessly at him.

Fourteen flying swords, forming two chains that bite each other, one chain rotates and cuts, like a churner, and the other chain rotates and dances wildly, forming a spiral-shaped whirlwind, and the siphon force of the whirlwind constantly rolls Zeng Chongjiu's body, trying to suck him into the air.

"Oh my God!" Zeng Chongjiu found out for the first time that the True Martial Seven Interception Formation was so terrifying. He roared and danced Fang Tian's painting halberd to block the cutting of more than a hundred swords in a row, trying to break out of the encirclement of the flying sword. But whenever he wanted to block the flying sword, his body would always be sucked into the sky by the whirlwind siphon force for a while, and there was no root under his feet, so that his blow was only barely blocking the flying sword cutting, but he was unable to hit the flying sword, so he could only helplessly turn in circles in the flying sword frenzy.

Zeng Chongjiu looked up to the sky and roared, Fang Tian's halberd danced into a cloud of black mist, rushing left and right, but his people were like marionettes, being carried into the air by fourteen flying swords for a while, and falling to the ground for a few swords, like a clown.

Zeng Chongjiu circled around dozens of circles in the sword formation, but he couldn't find a way to crack it.

When he was carried to the sky for the last time, he suddenly used a thousand pound pendant, slashed with seven swords in a row, and slammed into the ground of the green field, Fang Tian's halberd rotated like a drill, and drilled a long tunnel directly on the ground. He ran out of the tunnel for a long time before he broke through the ground and came out in pain. The seven swords just now were accelerated by the whirlwind, and the slashing force was amazing, and it hurt him to death.

"Chief, how are you!" The Inhumans were taken aback by the sight of him emerging from the ground with a grim face.

"Nothing, I...... I broke out of the formation, and I didn't ...... There was no ......" Zeng Chongjiu suddenly bent down suddenly, opened his mouth and vomited out the breakfast he had just eaten this morning.

"Oh my God! What an amazing flying sword screw strike! Blocked! Blocked! They blocked the Demon God Zeng Chongjiu! Shiyan's True Martial Seven Interception Array showed its might! This is the world's strange array passed on by Patriarch Zhang to future generations!"

"Shiyan team members are like butterflies dancing on the field, flying swords at high speed to exchange shots, covering each other, forming two beautiful flying sword chains, this gorgeous cooperation, let us think of a person's swordsmanship!

"Yes, that's ......"

"Huashang's moonshine on Jinguanxi!" Xu Yifan and Feng Shuang screamed in unison.

"I'll go ......" Ouyang Song gently touched his big bald head, "Beautiful, it's really beautiful!"

Zeng Chongjiu tried to break the formation dozens of times in a row, but he was played by the whirlwind array as a monkey, a few times up and a few times, and he couldn't help himself. Feng Shuang said excitedly.

"He fought hard! Jack down! Drill into the center of the earth, and then ...... He dug a hole to escape and staged a tunnel battle. Xu Yifan answered quickly.

"I still want to congratulate Zeng Chongjiu on his successful escape, a martial artist at the peak of the fourth order can easily change the terrain and create an escape environment that is favorable to him, and the children of the spirit clan will make holes, which is worth learning from. Ouyang Song's poisonous tongue flew over.

PS: 4 more today. Thank you for the 100,000 reward of the half-day leisure alliance lord in this life. Thank you very much for your support. Today, we will pay off our debts one after another. Today, I was here in a panic. I was slightly affected, and seeing the support of this life and the birds made my mood calm down suddenly. Writing a good work is the only thing I can do, and the rest, just as it happens.

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