Airplanes!

Rong Kun stabbed out with a shot, an ordinary shot, but at the moment of the shot.

A strange implication appeared on the black war spear.

The woman in green clothes suddenly shouted, only to feel that the moment this shot stabbed, it was as if an evil dragon was rushing towards her, and the sound of anger sounded in the void.

'Bang!', the defensive light shield of the woman in Tsing Yi shattered, and the war spear pierced directly into the center of her eyebrows, and her entire head was shattered!

One shot!

With just one shot, a Valkyrie who is not low in cultivation was violently defeated!

Hiss~~!

There was a gasp from the crowd, and just now they felt that the man's shot seemed to turn into an evil dragon!

Spicy hand destroying flowers!

What a ruthless, so poisonous, so strong, so domineering shot!

"Gun Dao, this person should have mastered the extremely high gun path intent, Xiao Xuan, you have to be careful when you touch him!" Xuan Yue said.

Ye Xuan nodded, admiring, "Zhongzhou is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and his gun intent is actually related to dragons." ”

Ye Xuan also had to sigh, the man's blow just now, although it didn't have much momentum, it was overbearing and difficult to resist.

Xuan Yue reminded softly, "I just observed, not only this Rongkun but also the Shang Tower, there are also many extremely powerful people on the other battle platforms. ”

"Look at the woman on the sixth stage, she's won nine games in a row!"

Ye Xuan looked at it, and saw that on the sixth battle platform, there was a female cultivator with the ninth level of cultivation in the Martial King Realm, her soldier was a piano, and between playing, the wind and sand around her could be triggered, turning into a sand phoenix to attack the opponent.

"There is also the sword cultivator on the fourth battle platform, and all seven opponents were killed by him with one sword. ”

Xuan Yue continued, "The one on the No. 1 battle platform is the most powerful, his martial soul seems to be a scorching sun, and the flames emitted even make me feel a little jealous. ”

Ye Xuan also noticed the man on the No. 1 battle platform, and said, "His martial soul should be the 'Great Luo Candle Day' martial soul, a heaven-level mid-level. ”

"Oh, you know a lot about martial spirits. "Xuanyue is different.

Ye Xuan smiled and stroked her long hair with his hand.

Of course, he knows a lot about martial souls, and he wants to fuse other martial souls, of course, he can't be blind, and he is very attentive to other martial souls.

This Da Luo Candle Sun Martial Soul can already be called the top of the fire martial souls, and the flames emitted are known as burning mountains and boiling seas!

I saw that when the man waved his hand, dragon fires appeared, and all the weapons and defenses of the opponent were burned to ashes!

Seeing that Ye Xuan actually stroked Xuan Yue's hair, the eyes of the men around him showed a look of jealousy.

Although Xuan Yue covered her face, her voice was like a heavenly sound, which made the male cultivators who heard it around her heartbeat.

In fact, there are many good-looking female cultivators in the martial arts, and women wearing black silk, meat silk, crystal silk, and gauze skirts can be seen everywhere.

Long white legs, slender waist like willow waist, and turbulent murder weapons......

But none of the men around Ye Xuan went to look at the women.

Anyone can see that Xuan Yue is a stunning female cultivator, although she is just standing there calmly, she has a sense of peerless elegance.

Moreover, Xuanyue's cultivation is even stronger, and the Martial Emperor is a strong woman.

Today's Xuanyue is still wearing a white dress, the hem just covers the jade knees, so that her white, smooth, calves are exposed in the air, and the crystal clear jade feet step on a pair of white crystal shoes, and each of the lovely toes is like pearls, so that some special hobby male cultivators want to kneel on the ground and hold every pearl.

Three thousand green silk hangs down the waist, the height and legs are long, the jade waist is slender, the chest is full, and the curve is perfect......

All of this made Xuanyue even cover her face, and it also overshadowed the surrounding nuns.

Ye Xuan had also clearly felt that Xuan Yue's terrifying power was ...... Many knife-like gazes are falling on themselves, jealous and even murderous intent.

I felt that I couldn't wait to step forward and give him two swords: how could such a white swan, a beautiful woman who dare not raise blasphemous thoughts, fall in love with you, a toad?

Ye Xuan sighed in his heart, sometimes it's not a good thing for his woman to be too beautiful.

He didn't care too much, he just chatted with Xuan Yue without a match.

At this time, on the viewing platform of the martial arts field, there were many people from the Demon Luo Sect watching the battle on the ten battle platforms.

Today's viewing platform is particularly lively, because there is a big man, the Holy Son of the Demon Luo Sect!

As the holy son of the Mora Sect, Burial Night has an extremely high status in the Mora Sect, and the elders have to give him some thin noodles.

On the night of the funeral, surrounded by a group of beautiful women, he came to the viewing platform, and he didn't pay attention to the flattery of the beautiful disciples beside him.

Vulgar fans, this kind of embrace, just a who falls in love with his identity as a holy son, although there is some posture, it is enough to play.

I think that when he was just an ordinary disciple of the Demon Luo Sect at the beginning, why didn't these women come to untie their clothes, and even they were all high-eyed and contemptuous of him.

Speaking of which, it's all cheap!

"Congratulations to Brother Burial for advancing to the Martial Emperor Realm!From now on, the younger generation of the Demon Luo Sect, who can compete with Brother Burial!" Several secret disciples, seeing the arrival of the funeral night, hurriedly got up and congratulated.

"Hmm. Funeral Night nodded lightly, his expression quite cold.

He had successfully advanced to the Martial Emperor a few days ago, which should have been a happy event, but he was never happy on the night of the funeral.

There is no other reason, it is all the damn Ye Xuan, the blow to him is too great, I think that he is the dignified Holy Son of the Demon Luo Sect, but he was actually crushed by a loose cultivator boy who is much lower than his own cultivation in the Land of Blood Saint Inheritance?

This made Funeral Night unacceptable, they were all competing for the inheritor, why did he have to bear the pressure step by step to climb the inheritance road, but Ye Xuan could fly up, Funeral Night has never figured it out.

The Blood Saint Inheritance was snatched away by Ye Xuan, which made the funeral night very unwilling, and in a fit of anger, he went out of the inheritance land, and immediately retreated and advanced to the Martial Emperor Realm.

"Hmph, that Ye Xuan was captured by the three elders of the Sun Moon Palace, he should be dead, and the final winner is still my burial night. ”

Thinking that Ye Xuan was dead, he felt more comfortable on the funeral night, but the only pity was that he couldn't get the inheritance on Ye Xuan's body.

When he was thinking about it on the night of the funeral, a surprise suddenly sounded: "Look at Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden is also here!"

In the eyes of the funeral night, a sudden light burst out, and in the eyes of everyone, I saw a stunning woman walking up to watch the battle surrounded by several disciples of the Demon Luo Sect who were obviously not ordinary.

This young woman has long black hair, a face like jade, a graceful posture, a slender waist, eyes like stars, and a black dress that flutters naturally, with the temperament of a demon fairy.

Her arrival immediately aroused the admiration of countless people in the viewing platform and even in the square.

This Moro Holy Maiden, like the Demon Snow Lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, gives people the feeling of not eating fireworks in the world, which makes people admire and have a sense of awe.

That's right, it's Yao Chi.

For a time, the funeral night and Yaochi attracted the attention of 10,000 people.

(End of chapter)