"Poisonous Dragon Devour!"

A sword appeared in the poisonous boy's hand, and he raised the sword high, only to see that a black gas dragon appeared, and that hideous demeanor seemed to be the same as the real one.

"The poisonous boy looks so powerful?"

"It's really powerful, but so what, I believe that the winner must be Princess Ziyou."

"Hehehe, I think so too."

Wow!

At this moment, the poisonous boy sent out the condensed poisonous dragon, as if he wanted to devour the heavens and the earth.

And Princess Ziyou, with a thousand thunderbolts blooming on her body, wiped out the poison all of a sudden.

"It's worthy of Princess Ziyou, the poisonous son's powerful moves have been blocked."

"Hehe, as I expected."

"Next, I'm going to see how the poisonous boy loses."

"Nine Shadows and Thunder!"

In front of Princess Ziyou, a huge thunderbolt gushed out, as if it was about to destroy the earth.

The poisonous boy felt a strong threat, but with such a big attack, he couldn't dodge it at all!

"The poisonous boy is going to be finished." Ye Ziyin subconsciously thought.

"My son fought with you."

The poisonous gas on the poisonous boy's body is monstrous, and he has formed a human face in the form of a demon, which is very terrifying, and if he is timid, he may be frightened.

Bang!

However, after the poisonous gas of the poisonous boy was hit by the thunder, it was like a balloon, and it burst all at once.

Because of being blocked, although the threat of thunder was reduced, it was enough to defeat the other party, so the poisonous boy was blasted out of the field, spitting blood, very embarrassed.

Princess Ziyou jumped off the martial arts platform, and then said to the poisonous son, with the attitude of a senior: "The poison releaser, the strength is good." ”

Hearing this, the poisonous boy almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Princess Ziyou......" Ye Ziyin knew that without using the treasure card, this Princess Ziyou was definitely a great enemy of herself.

……

The sixth batch is over, and there are still two batches left.

In the seventh batch, there is the Son of the Sword among the names that were called, and there is no Daughter of Heaven, so she is the last batch.

"Son of the sword, his eyes are so sharp and charming, I can't do it."

"Son of the sword, I want to see your ten thousand swords!"

"Son of the Sword, use your ten thousand swords to knock down all your enemies."

Compared with the previous people, the popularity of the son of the sword is not far behind, after all, he is very handsome, and the sharp momentum that exudes gives people a feeling of invincibility.

The son of the sword came on the field, and at this moment, a group of people in the audience sounded the same voice as cheering for the prince of Jiuyang before.

"Ten thousand swords are vertical and horizontal, who fights."

"Ten thousand swords are vertical and horizontal, who fights."

At this time, the son of the sword stood in the ring with a frosty face, at least on the surface, like a sword that had not yet come out of the body. Gna is called a foot.

"Wow, wow, wow, I want to see ten thousand swords!"

"Son of the Sword, I'm sure no one can compete with you!"

Listening to this loud slogan, Ye Ziyin was speechless, she didn't have to guess to know, she must have learned from Jiuyang Gongzi before, but I don't know what his strength is, and whether he can match these eight words.

The opponent of the son of the sword came up, it was a strong man, and he didn't look good, in short. Ge is 108,000 miles away from the son of the sword.

In such a comparison, those girls shouted even more happily.

As for the players from other venues, although there are also people who pay attention, they are obviously not as popular as the children of the sword.

The strong man looked at the son of the sword, he didn't expect his opponent to be him, the bitterness in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

"It's game on." The referee's voice rang out.

"Ten thousand swords out."

The Son of the Sword pointed his finger up a little, and saw that a stream of shining sword qi appeared from his side, looking like it was almost blinding.

Looking at the sword qi one by one, the strong man's scalp was numb, although he wanted to admit defeat directly, but he couldn't afford to lose face, after all, until now, no one had taken the initiative to admit defeat, if he did this, maybe he would be ridiculed by others at that time.

"If you take it, you win."

The sharp way of the son of the sword, coupled with the slogan shouted below, seems to be truly invincible.

"Shatter the Thunder!"

The stout man held a weapon in his hand, and the thunder condensed one after another.

"It's actually the same as Princess Ziyou's, it's the Thunder ......," Ye Ziyin said with some surprise.

"Ten thousand swords, broken!"

The fingers of the son of the sword suddenly moved forward, and the sword qi around him snorted...... Launched forward.

"Ten thousand swords are vertical and horizontal, who fights."

"Ten thousand swords are vertical and horizontal, who fights."

At this time, the screams of those people below were even more terrifying, and even those girls shouted.

I don't know why, Ye Ziyin feels like a show, not only the son of the sword, but also the previous son of Jiuyang, the ice playboy, as well. But I have to say that this shows a lot of strength.

Whoa!

The strong man's thunder extinguished the sword qi one by one, but there were too many sword qi, as if it was far away.

Finally, the strong man couldn't resist it, and was directly hit hard by the sword qi.

It wasn't until the strong man fell to the ground that the sword qi of this Dao disappeared, and this was because of the mercy of the Son of the Sword, after all, you can't kill people here, and you can't deliberately cripple people, otherwise, the consequences will be very serious. But even so, the stout man was badly wounded.

"Ten thousand swords are vertical, who fights!"

"Ten thousand swords are vertical, who fights!"

At this time, the two sentences shouted below are particularly appropriate.

The match of the Son of the Sword is over, and everyone is focused on the top of the martial arts arena. However, in terms of splendor, no one's attack can compare to the ten thousand swords of the son of the sword before.

……

When the seventh batch ends, the moment that everyone is most looking forward to is coming, that is, the Daughter of Heaven is about to play, no one knows her specific strength, but one thing is certain, that is, it is strong and terrible, otherwise, there will be no name for the Daughter of Heaven.

When the names of the players were reported one by one, and the players all went on the field, until the Daughter of Heaven came to the ring, the cheers were as terrible as they were.

"Lady of Heaven, I believe you will be able to sweep away all opponents!"

"Come on, the daughter of the sky, the daughter of the sky will win, and the daughter of the sky is invincible!!"

"Hahaha, the opponent of the Daughter of Heaven is Wuheng Gongzi, he is too unlucky!"

"Yes, Wuheng Gongzi's ranking in the first level is relatively high, I didn't expect ......"

Wuheng Gongzi is dressed in white, holding a folding fan, giving people the appearance of a beautiful son. The character is very high, but standing in front of the Lady of Heaven, who seems to have an invincible aura, is nothing.

Almost everyone pays attention to the martial arts platform of the Daughter of Heaven, and as for the rest, whoever likes to watch it can watch it.

(End of chapter)