"Boss, am I going to make a move?"

Xiao Yuanqiu, his eyes were also excited, since the breakthrough of cultivation, Xiao Yuanqiu has never made a move, and now Xiaoyuanqiu.

That's also the ancient monarch powerhouse.

And with the combat power of the small round ball, it is definitely not much weaker than Long Yang!

"That's right!"

Long Yang, the corners of his mouth raised.

Moment.

Long Yang sat down cross-legged.

On the martial arts field.

It's quiet now, too.

In the fourth round of the battle, this is already close to the championship competition, as long as it goes further, it will be at least the top three.

This battle.

Crucial.

"Sword Emperor, do you still expect this kid to win the top three for your Sword God Peak?"

In the eyes of the Emperor.

A chuckle rises.

Of course, the Emperor knew the identity of Long Yang, but for Long Yang's combat power, the Emperor was a little disbelieving, and he was able to compete with the late stage of the Ancient King.

Long Yang is already very beneficial.

If Wang Yun can still be blocked, then the Long Yang in front of him is too terrifying.

"The battle in the ring is not over yet, who wins and who loses, the emperor is a little too early!"

In the eyes of the Sword Emperor.

A cold glow swept by.

"Too early?"

The Emperor's eyes flashed, and then his expression faded again.

"Master, I'm sure I'll win!"

Behind the emperor, a man said with a cold and arrogant face, this person is Wang Yun, Wang Yun at this moment, and he is extremely confident in his heart.

"Be careful!"

The Emperor's voice was very low.

The Sword Emperor took out the Sword God Stream and gambled with him, this is not the character of the Sword Emperor, even if the combat power of Longyang in front of him has not reached the level of Wang Yun.

But means.

Not to be underestimated!

"The master can't help but think highly of this person, although he defeated the martial artists in the late stage of the ancient king, but if he wants to stop me, it is simply impossible!"

Wang Yun's eyes.

A touch of pride rose up,

At this moment, he didn't listen to the words of the French Emperor at all, let alone Wang Yun, the martial artist in the martial arts arena at this moment, it is estimated that no one thinks it.

Longyang will win.

"This kid, will there be a surprise?"

In the ring.

Purple Sword Venerable's eyes flashed with a trace of light.

The boy.

I'm cultivating at the moment.

Long Yang's side was surrounded by the disciples of Sword God Peak.

An hour.

Slowly passes.

On the martial arts field, it is getting quieter and quieter at the moment, and everyone seems to be waiting for the start of this fourth round of war, and Long Yang and Wang Yun.

It's the first battle of this fourth round.

"It's time!"

Purple Sword Venerable's faint voice sounded, and on the martial arts field, Long Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and Long Yang's eyes were extremely calm at this moment.

Those cold eyes.

It doesn't seem to have the slightest wave!

"It's finally here!"

In Long Yang's mouth, he muttered to himself, and after a while, Long Yang stood up.

"Uncle Longyang, be careful!"

Xin'er had a hint of worry in her eyes, at this moment, although she wanted Long Yang and Li Ming to take revenge, but Wang Yun's strength.

It's horrible!

"No problem!"

Long Yang waved his hand slightly.

Moment.

Long Yang stood up.

Long Yang's figure walked towards the ring step by step.

And on the viewing platform.

"Buzz!"

Wang Yun stepped out in one step, this person stepped out in one step, and appeared directly in the ring, standing in the ring, Wang Yun's eyes were cold and arrogant.

"Senior Brother Wang Yun!"

"Senior Brother Wang Yun!"

......

The disciples of Fashen Peak cheered, and Wang Yun in the ring was even more contemptuous of the sky at this moment as if he had already won.

"Long Yang, you're doomed!"

Wang Yun looked at Long Yang, his eyes full of disdain.

"Really?"

Long Yang's voice was extremely flat.

The boy.

Finally got into the ring.

Stand in the ring.

On Long Yang's body, the breath was extremely calm, it seemed that the whole world was shattered, and there would be no waves in the young man's eyes.

"Not bad!"

Purple Sword Venerable's eyes lit up slightly.

In the case of a big difference in cultivation, Long Yang in front of him can still be so calm, this is definitely not an ordinary person.

It can be done.

"You Sword God Peak doesn't look at what you are, the top three rankings, can you enter?

"But this fourth is already your end!"

Wang Yun looked at Long Yang.

There was sarcasm in his eyes.

"The end?"

Long Yang suddenly laughed.

Under the ring.

The disciples of the Sword God Peak glared at Wang Yun in the ring one by one.

Wang Yun.

It's too arrogant.

At this moment, Wang Yun didn't put Sword God Peak in his eyes at all.

This made the disciple of the Sword God Peak.

How not to be angry in your heart!

"You're scared!"

Long Yang, a faint voice, suddenly sounded. ，

"Afraid?"

Wang Yun was slightly stunned.

Then he burst out laughing.

"Hahaha...... I, Wang Yun, will be afraid? Boy, you are really ridiculous, with your early cultivation of the ancient monarch, I will be afraid?"

"Hahaha......"

Wang Yun seemed to have encountered the biggest joke in the world, and laughed wildly.

Under the ring.

Everyone was also stunned for a while.

Wang Yun is scared?

I'm afraid this Long Yang has made the wrong object!

"I mean, ...... next"

"You'll be afraid!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Long Yang's eyes suddenly became cold, and the next moment, Long Yang's body was filled with a cold and boundless force.

Swept out.

"Boom!"

The power of the storm rises into the sky.

The boy.

I don't know how many times the aura on his body has skyrocketed, and that terrifying power is not much different from the powerhouse at the peak of the ancient king.

"It's so strong!"

"It's so strong!"

......

The light in everyone's eyes skyrocketed, although Long Yang hadn't made a move yet, the aura on Long Yang's body was no longer weaker than Wang Yun, or even better than Wang Yun.

It's a little scary.

"Boy, what's the use of might!"

In Wang Yun's eyes, a cold light rose, and Wang Yun was also a little surprised, since Long Yang was able to have such a terrifying power in terms of momentum.

"Law Sword!"

A cold snort.

With a wave of Wang Yun's hand, countless runes converged around Wang Yun's body, only to see that the countless runes were in Wang Yun's hands with a Dao edge.

A magic sword was formed.

The magic sword.

A terrifying chill flickered.

"Kill!"

A killing word fell, and the coldness in Wang Yun's eyes burst out, and this person stepped out, and the figure disappeared directly in place, when it reappeared.

has appeared in front of Long Yang.

"Good time!"

Long Yang's eyes also swelled with light.

There is no back-off.

In Long Yang's hand, the Human Emperor Battle Ax appeared directly.

"Tomahawk!"

"Boom!"

The vast power rose to the sky, and behind the young man, he saw countless power shocks, a peerless phantom.

Appeared behind Long Yang.

"It's Shi Zu, Shi Zu's phantom has reappeared!"

"What does this kid have to do with Qingqiu Ancestral Land? Why did Shi Zu's Human Emperor Battle Technique be passed on to him? And the Human Emperor Battle Ax is also in his hands?"

"What a might!"

......

On the martial arts field, everyone's eyes were full of suspicion.

On the viewing platform.

A group of ancient emperors also flickered slightly in their eyes.

This battle.

It's hard to say who wins and who loses!