0920 is still northern

One of the strongest A-class and an S-class peak mobilized the energy of heaven and earth at the same time.

It was as if the world had collapsed under the fluctuations of energy.

The audience at the stadium watched in a daze.

I also have a new understanding of the mortal body and the martial arts.

The power is comparable to the most powerful weapon of the small apocalypse.

Some people who can't really understand the mortal body are shocked inexplicably.

Powerful.

Unbeatable.

The age of gods and demons is coming.

All sorts of unrealistic associations appear in the mind.

The billowing smoke and dust cannot be described in terms of area.

The whole mountain range.

Visualize all the spaces.

It's all smoke and dust.

It is said that it is the end of the world, and some people believe it.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the outcome of the final battle.

Time seems to stand still.

The stadium was even more silent.

Syllable!

I don't know whose cup fell to the ground.

The cup shattered, and jets of water splattered onto the trouser tubes of others.

Both the owner of the cup and the victim were unaware and continued to look at the embodied image in a daze.

I don't know how long later, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Look, a shadow has fallen."

"It's Ji Qiu, Ji Qiu of the North."

Stadium instant fryer.

"Ji Qiu was defeated, it's a pity."

"I like this person a lot, it's much better than the one named Ye Chun."

Poof!

In the video, Ji Qiu fell to the broken ground.

He was covered in blood, and the wound was still gushing and gushing.

After a moment's effort, Ji Qiu was red.

And Ji Qiu's body was motionless.

Tang Fan clenched his fists, and the fierce light in his eyes skyrocketed.

Wutong next to him pressed Tang Fan's shoulder, "Don't be impulsive, they duel fairly." ”

"Hahaha! My Ye consortium won. Not far away, an old man laughed.

"A-level is one realm worse after all, hahaha."

"The Ye family can, it's in the finals."

"I've been optimistic about Ye Chun since I was a child, and I really didn't disappoint."

The location of the Ye family made a series of admiring voices.

On the rostrum, the host was curious, "Senior Huajing, can you announce the results of the game?" ”

Hua Jing frowned slightly, "Wait and see, why don't the seniors come out to heal." ”

After being reminded, everyone looked at it curiously.

Indeed, if someone is injured, the transcendent mortal body of the Eight Views Palace will inevitably release the silver needle.

But nothing appeared on Ji Qiu's body.

Can't help but make many people more confused.

"It's not going to die, there's no need to be cured, right?"

The gloom loomed over the stadium at some point.

"No way, my boss Ji Qiu won't die." Gu Tongtong roared wildly.

"Grandma's, I'll go to avenge the king." The king of yaks even rolled up his arms and sleeves.

Wutong glared fiercely, "Be honest, whoever dares to act rashly, I will suppress him first." ”

As he spoke, Sycamore released his coercion.

It's not about suppressing the yak king and others.

Instead, the coercion was released in the Ye family area.

Suddenly, poof, puff, and kneeling.

"Someone interferes with the order, and no one comes out to take care of it?" An old man from the Ye family shouted at the rostrum.

Huajing pretended not to hear.

Just kidding, that's a transcendent mortal.

I didn't kill the people of your Ye family.

Kneel and kneel, what is there to shout about.

The Eight Views Palace is not afraid of extreme retreat, but it may also provoke extreme retreat at will.

Moreover, Huajing's eyesight is vicious, and he can see the strength of Wutong and his party.

They are all ruthless people, and it is no problem to destroy the Ye family.

In the field, I don't know who came out for no reason, "Why don't you see Ye Chun?" ”

Suddenly everyone was curious.

Ye Chun won, but what about Ye Chunren?

In the stadium, there is only a concrete scene, and there is no breath.

For a while, it was strange and pervasive, and various speculations were generated.

Even the five transcendent mortals on the rostrum were confused.

Won and left the field?

Quite possibly.

Ye Chun is not eligible for the Extreme Retreat Healing, and there is really no need to stay in the venue.

"That's not right." Huajing woke up.

"If Ye Chun leaves, the seniors should give a special shot.

With the perception of the seniors, it was impossible not to detect Ye Chun's departure. ”

The predecessor in Huajing's mouth is naturally the one who can heal the extreme retreat.

He winked at the host.

The host quickly understood, "Everyone be quiet first, and there will be news from the battlefield in a while, and we will announce the results." ”

Gradually, the smoke and dust of the end of the war receded.

Smack!

An unidentified object falls to the ground.

This time there is a special shot.

It's a severed sword.

Immediately afterwards, the close-up moved to Ji Qiu.

I saw a figure that had been quiet and flat, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

After a while, I got up again.

That's it. Ji Qiu's chest touched everyone's hearts.

The number of starts is increasing, and the frequency is also accelerating.

At first, it starts once every five minutes or so, and then pours it like normal breathing, starting seventy or eighty times a minute.

Such a prosaic shot, but no one left the stadium early.

Ji Qiu didn't die, he came back to life.

Now, there is a thought on everyone's mind.

It's just that they don't know that under Ji Qiu's bloody coffee, the wound is healing rapidly.

Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, run the healing technique on your own, and don't need the help of others.

Suddenly, the slightly closed eyes opened.

Lived!

The stadium was boiling.

Qian Dalong and Gu Tongtong burst into tears and laughed.

Tang Fan's clenched fists finally let go.

The Yak King lowered his rolled up sleeves.

Only the sycamore is always bland, "Hehe, I will say, the scourge will last for thousands of years." ”

And then comes the problem.

What about Ye Chun?

I can't see people alive or dead, what's going on.

At this time, Huajing's phone rang.

Huajing is connected, very respectful.

Meaning nodded, uh-ha agreed.

In just a moment, Ji Qiu had already stood up.

He clenched his fist towards the sky, then put away the broken sword.

At the same time, Huajing personally announced, "Ji Qiu won." ”

Wow!

The scene is uncontrollable.

A white-haired old man from the Ye family yelled, "Impossible.

Ji Qiu won, so what about Ye Chun of our Ye family? ”

Hua Jing cast a sympathetic look at him, and said in one sentence, "There are no bones left."

The only thing left was the broken sword.

If you want, I can talk to Ji Qiu. ”

The person who asked was Ye Chun's own grandfather.

After hearing this, his eyes turned black and he fainted immediately.

"We don't believe, we want the truth." The rest of the Ye family protested.

Hua Jing seemed to be prepared and dialed the phone back.

I saw the embodied scene regressing and circulating.

Then, the smoke and dust were removed, revealing the moment when Ji Qiu and Ye Chun clashed.

The burning stick and the sword collided.

The burning stick was destroyed and withered, and the long sword smashed in a few strokes was shattered.

Then there was Ye Chun's body, which exploded one after another under the bombardment of the burning stick.

First the arms, then the legs, and then it's the head.

Ye Chun knew that he was going to die, so he was ruthless at the critical moment and blew himself up.

Self-explosion is equivalent to ten times the power of the whole person's blow.

Ji Qiu's injuries were left in the self-explosion.

The truth is clear, and the stadium explodes.

"The North, the North is invincible."

"The northern realm has defeated the Ye family."

"The North is in the finals."

In the junior category, two northerners made it to the finals.

In the senior category, a northerner made it to the finals.

Soon, the next finalist came out.

Xu Mao of Hakkeinomiya.

From the North.