As the numbers were shouted loudly one by one, clearly reaching everyone's ears, everyone saw that the Sanskrit sound had already left the place. With the strength of her feet, she rose into the air, instantly moved to Heba's side, and kicked his right arm with a volley, which used eighty percent of her strength.

Before he could land and react, Sanskrit Yin had already come to him and aimed at his abdomen with a palm facing the sky, and this palm directly knocked He Poll into the sky.

The nine characters fell, and as soon as the cross was pronounced out of the Sanskrit sound, she also jumped into the air, more than a few feet from the ground, her speed was faster than that of Heba, and at this time she had come to the top of Heba, and it was a fierce attack on his vest.

Just as she was about to hit Hebal, Hebal suddenly disappeared out of thin air! I saw that the corners of Fanyin's mouth rose slightly, as if she was happy and happy, more like expected.

In the blink of an eye, Heba had appeared behind Fanyin, he glared angrily, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and he hit Fanyin in the waist with a blow. Just listen to the Sanskrit voice shouting

"Ten out of ten!"

She volleyed her strength, suddenly overturned, a roundabout kick, straight to the neck of Heba, and then Heba's heavy punch also hit at the same time, she couldn't avoid it, and took this move hard, the fist that was originally going to hit her waist, as she turned around and attacked the soft belly, Fanyin could not have time to block the heavy punch with both hands.

Both of them were hit hard by each other, and they crashed to the ground in the opposite direction of the ring, and when they fell to the ground, the ring was smashed into two deep pits. For a while, there was silence inside and outside the arena.

After a few more moments, the two figures stood up straight from the ring. Heba touched his neck, apparently the blow had hit him in the underbelly, causing him a lot of pain. Sanskrit Yin on the opposite side had also stood up, her posture was upright, but she didn't know that she had just used up what she had just learned, the power of chaos.

At this time, her hands were numb, her arms were weak, and she had already exceeded the limit she could bear, if she hadn't used her spiritual power to block that punch at the moment of danger, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

He Ba looked at the little girl who was two heads shorter than him opposite, his heart was like a frenzy, and his belligerent heart was burning, and it was difficult to suppress it. With his hands on his waist, he pulled out a dagger from his side, and when the dagger swung in front of him, a huge blade blade was revealed, which was the weapon he usually used.

Fanyin looked at Heba's weapon with a calm face, she had seen him use this weapon when she watched the battle in the past few days, but before Fanyin came to Dongling, she rarely saw this kind of actual combat weapon, using spiritual power to manipulate, through part of the medium of the weapon itself to change into a completely materialized blade.

The most common media such as sword hilts, daggers, short bows, etc. This kind of weapon is often equipped by the military personnel of various countries. Obviously, Heba on the other side was already in high spirits, so it was in line with Sanskrit's intentions, and he fought with all his might, and nothing else.

Fanyin's short black and straight hair is parted from the left side of her forehead and attached to her ears, leaving no extra green silk between her foreheads, revealing her whole sweet and sharp face, and her strong straight hair reveals her resolute character.

I saw Fanyin raise her hands and put them in her hair, a cold air gathered in her palms, she pulled the short hair on both sides of her cheeks back, and instantly the hair was frosty, and her face was scorching, and she had already changed her old appearance.

He had forgotten that the challenger on the other side was a girl, and at this time in his heart, this person was the opponent he had to defeat, and he did not hesitate to use all his strength!

Beiming in the audience clenched his fists, not as calm as Fang Cai. Tiankuo had already come to Yaya's side early, Yaya had already cried and her face was gone, and her body was trembling.

Seeing He Ba running through the midfield, swinging his sword towards Fanyin, he didn't even consider that an ordinary girl like Fanyin didn't have a weapon like a soldier, just as the blade of the sword fell on top of her head, Fanyin suddenly used his hands and swung into the air, and a bright ice-bladed heavy sword appeared in her hand!

It is said to be a heavy sword, but in fact it is more like a huge ice pick prism that has not melted for thousands of years in the severe cold, which is several times thicker than her slender arm! The ice pick heavy sword, the body has no edges, the cone penetrates into the bone, and countless thorns explode from the hilt of the sword, and the cold light shoots the eyes, which is shocking.

She held the sword in both hands, like a bright moon and snow, and struggled to block the blow of the heavy soldiers coming from overhead, the two swords collided, and the two swords were numb. He Ba's eyes widened, he had never seen this kind of spiritual method, his hand was like wielding a steel axe and chiseled on the top of the frozen lake, as if there was no trace, but the palm of his hand was almost shattered, and the pain was endless.

The audience in the venue was even more amazed by this spiritual method, unheard of, and even the high-level commanders of the various departments of Dongling Kingdom couldn't help but lean forward and want to find out.

Fanyin will block this killing move, but her strength is insufficient, and Heba's spiritual power is full, Fanyin's arms begin to tremble for a moment. She abruptly withdrew her sword body and attacked its weakness with her backhand, and both of them used their spiritual power to fight with each other. As the battle began, the shallow injuries on both sides continued, and Fanyin knew that his body and spiritual power were declining rapidly, and if it continued like this, it would not last long.

He Ba's spiritual sword is fierce, and the Sanskrit sound moves are fast, and he is no longer as tough as he was at the beginning of the war, and now he can avoid it. He Ba saw that the momentum had risen, and he became more and more courageous, after a series of fierce attacks, Sanskrit finally could not be avoided, the two blades collided, He Ba's spiritual power intensified and condensed on the hilt of the sword, only to hear a strong crisp, Fanyin's ice blade cracked, she no longer had enough spiritual power to support such a powerful spiritual weapon.

He Bat's chest, Sanskrit's chest made a muffled sound, the ice blade crack deepened, and it fell apart in an instant! Sanskrit was shocked and fell back a few meters, Heba took advantage of the victory to pursue, swung his right sword, and punched his left hand, full of spiritual power, and struck at Fanyin.

Fanyin pushed with both palms, and suddenly there was an ice layer to seal the attack, Fanyin jumped up, came to the top of the offset, the ice came along with the trend, Fanyin shouted, pressed down with both palms, and hit this powerful spiritual power to the ground, and the ground was destroyed in an instant, and a huge hole was blasted out.

He Ba didn't stop there, he used all his spiritual power to swing a punch at Fanyin, and his brave charge from a military background has become the norm, and at the last moment, the deer will die, but look at this move.

As soon as he punched out, Fanyin knew that she could no longer compete, she worked hard, crossed her arms in front of her, Huo Ran dodged, but it was too late, the speed of the thunder of the Heba Lingfa, the spiritual power of the fist wind still rubbed against Fanyin's shoulder, only this time, Fanyin suddenly felt a sharp pain in her left shoulder, and her body flew out of the field.

Hebal's spiritual power did not dissipate, but directly slammed into the direction of the audience. The heads of the divisions standing in the stadium were ready to stop this strong offensive for the audience.

I saw that the figure of Beitang Beiming flashed, and he had already come to the front of the audience that was attacked hundreds of meters away. Everyone was frightened and screamed! Beiming exerted his strength, raised his hand to the sky, and blocked it hard!

Just hearing the sound of "Zheng!", a huge spiritual shield appeared in the sky within a radius of 100 meters, hanging like a mirror, dividing the sky into two and separating it! The huge spiritual power like the roar of the tiger crashed into the spiritual defense shield of the Northern Underworld, and the entire arena was shaken.

Beiming raised his hand and clenched it, and shouted!

"Drink!"

In an instant, Hebal's spiritual power was shattered. The venue suddenly fell silent, and they all looked at the North Ming under the stage with wide eyes. I saw that the figure of the Northern Tang Dynasty and Beiming was more than three times smaller than that of He Ba, but that strong spiritual power, even He Ba's heyday was easily destroyed by it. It's terrifying, and no one can match it.

On the viewing platform, a deep eye looked towards Beitang Beiming.