"To be honest, I can't feel it, it's just that the sixth sense vaguely thinks so, tomorrow when you face Zhao Wushuang, it's better to be careful!" Bai Mei said in a condensed voice. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Can't even you feel it?" I muttered, and was in a daze, when I suddenly heard a loud voice from the ring: "Qingxuanzong Ye hesitates to play against Fuso Miyamoto Kuriichi!" ”

"It's your turn, Ye Hesitation, you must come on, you must not let that little devil win." A female disciple in a blue flower dress next to her reminded that although this female disciple was not very beautiful and a little fat, she knew very well, especially the fleshy face with a shy expression, but it gave people a feeling of budding.

"Don't worry, with me, he can't win." I nodded slightly, jumped to the ring, and leaped towards the ring.

Miyamoto Kuriichi obviously heard my words, his face turned cold, he snorted, and said with some disdain: "Zhinazhu, what did you say?" You think I can't win you? Haha, big joke, have you forgotten your name? The sick man of East Asia, look at your incompetent appearance, what kind of powerful masters can you cultivate? You have three of the eight places, but you can't even get into the first round, it's a joke and a shame, isn't this a waste and what is it? One move, one trick is enough to deal with waste like you. Within one move, I want you to kneel in front of me, in front of this group of East Asian sick men, admit that you are a waste, I want you Huaxia to be trampled under my Fusang forever, haha. ”

Miyamoto Zang is a young and frivolous year, he speaks without scruples, and his voice resounded throughout the martial arts arena, and most of the onlookers here are Chinese cultivators, and when they heard this, most of their faces suddenly became very ugly.

"Hmph, this little devil is too rampant, he must not be allowed to win again!" Someone was enraged and said with an indignant face.

"That's right, let him win one more game, and he won't have to ride on our heads? But do you think Ye Heist can really win Miyamoto Kuruichi? A disciple said worriedly.

"Hey, I think it's hanging, although this Miyamoto Kuraichi is hateful, but his strength is there after all, with the blood of the Yaqi Snake, it is too strong, even Huang An was defeated in his hands, the strength that Ye Yi showed before hesitation is not as strong as Huang Anqiang. Not to mention winning, I only hope that Ye Heist can hold on for a little more time, otherwise it would be too embarrassing if he lost within one or two moves. A disciple sighed.

"So, can I just watch this little devil continue to run rampant? Could it be that my Nuoda's Shenzhou Continent can't even clean up the little devils from the land of projectiles? It's hateful! "There are disciples who are unwilling.

"Hey, who made us inferior to others!" Hearing this, the faces of many disciples became more and more ugly, and the entire martial arts arena was instantly filled with a low atmosphere.

"Why are you people like this? Losers don't lose, not to mention that they haven't fought yet, why do you all think Senior Brother Ye will lose? In the previous few competitions, Senior Brother Ye's strength is not weak, I believe he will do it. The female disciple in the blue dress who reminded me before was a little unconvinced, and argued with a blushing face, but among the many onlookers, it seemed a little insignificant, and her voice was quickly drowned out by other sighs, and in the end, she could only clench her fists, stare at me, and whispered: "Senior Brother Ye, I believe you will be able to do it." ”

"Hmph, a dog that doesn't bark will bite, and a dog that barks won't bite, could it be that you people in Fusang are all this virtue, and they all have to beep for a while before the fight? It's better to shoot directly, and save yourself a while and say that I bullied you! I didn't care about the conversation of the disciples in the audience, and sneered coldly.

"Hmph, good, good, very confident, now I'm looking forward to it more and more, and you'll be kneeling at my feet and begging for mercy in a while, quack!"

With a strange laugh, black flames rose from Miyamoto Zangichi's body, and the powerful aura was like water waves, rippling outward layer by layer. The black flame seemed to have life, constantly floating, shrinking, condensing, and finally manifesting into the form of a huge python, which had eight heads, covering Miyamoto's body, and as soon as it appeared, it shook all eight heads in unison, and sprayed a hot black flame in my direction. Where the flames passed, the boulders below could not bear the heat, and they cracked one after another, making a crisp sound of 'popping'. Before I could get closer, a scorching wind blew in my face, almost melting all the sleeves of my coat.

I have to admit that the strength of this Miyamoto Zangyi is indeed strong, and when he stretched out his hand, the power that erupted was not inferior to Nangong who was holding a Zhenjiao magic weapon, and among the big disciples of the nine major sects, except for Xue Ping and the black phoenix who hid his strength, he may not be able to find an opponent, and even surpassed my strength a few days ago, I did not get through the seven-star retrograde. But now that the Seven Stars retrograde has been opened, everything has to be a different matter.

"Nine days of thunder!"

At the critical moment, I instantly unleashed the Thunder Nine Heavens, and in an instant, countless purple arcs of electricity around my body jumped violently, easily blocking the black flames spit out of the Thunder Ball.

"What the hell is this? Go to hell! ”

Seeing that the blow did not succeed, Miyamoto Kuraichi's face suddenly became very ugly, and with a burst of applause, he pounced directly in my direction, and at the same time, the Yaqi Snake around him also let out a roar, and eight huge heads bent and tore towards the eight death points on my body. The power of the Yagi Orochi is stronger than that of Miyamoto Kuraichi, and where the eight heads pass, there is a terrifying pressure intertwined, and even the space seems to be deformed, which should not be underestimated.

I tiptoed a little, jumping away from my side, and in the next second, Yaqi's eight heads fell on my original position almost at the same time, making a bang, and the reinforced ring, like tofu under Yaqi's bite, cracked and shattered in large chunks, and Yaqi's eight heads instantly disappeared into the ring.

"Palm Thunder!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I grabbed and condensed a palm thunder, and the dazzling thunder light flashed in my hand, and jumped directly towards the position of Miyamoto Zangyi.

"Humph!" Miyamoto Kuaichi had no fear on his face, but instead stared at me and let out a cold snort of disdain. Sure enough, in the next second, a roar sounded in my ears, and Yaqi, who had originally drilled into the ring, had eight huge heads held high and rushed towards my position again.

In desperation, I changed my strategy and slapped a palm towards the void, using the reaction force of my palm to get out of my original position.

"Haha, your strength is too weak, even the previous Huang An is not as good, and you still want to defeat me? Foolish dreams, I'm afraid it's difficult to even get close to me, haha, it's really a waste! Seeing that my blow failed, Miyamoto Kuriichi seemed extremely satisfied, and smiled proudly. (To be continued.) )