Such a shocking battle can be described as a blessing, and it is really daunting to be able to see the demeanor of Tianjiao. ”

There are warriors who sigh melancholy, and the sour meaning in their words is fully revealed.

"Long Baili in the clouds is worthy of being the first person of the three clans, and Chen Zhiming's will to break out is difficult to defeat him. "There has been a lot of discussion in the audience, and they have not yet recovered from this battle.

"Are you sure you'll beat him?"

Feng Xun looked drunk and asked Xiang Yan Wudrunk, with a faint expectation in his eyes.

If Yan Wudrunk fights with the dragon in the clouds, I don't know who can be better.

Yan Wudrunk shook his head and pouted, with a questioning expression, "I'm just a Returning Yuan Realm martial artist, and coming here is purely to try my luck." Suddenly, it caused a burst of disdain among several people. But I also secretly compare in my heart, if I want to win, it is difficult.

The second battle.

Breaking the sky, Yunyang turned out to step on the thin reverse Yingzong Yunchuan Jueming Cliff, and the battle against it was the holy son of the dark horse Zhanzong who killed the bloody road, and he would choose to defeat him on the field, and Yunchuan Jueming Cliff had to be treated with caution.

"Brother, I got it. ”

The Holy Son of the Battle Sect directly used a set of heaven-level tiger fists, and the beast intent was surging, and the divine tiger turned into a shape, containing the spirit of the demon beast in it, and then pounced on the Yunchuan Jueming Cliff, and the shape of the divine tiger was mysterious.

Yunchuan Jueming Cliff rose up, and the black sleeves danced and saw dozens of poison darts swinged, the poisonous gas was like a bone-eating insect, and when it approached the Holy Son of the Battle Sect, it fell into the void, and disappeared, the ugly face trembled slightly, and it punched the Holy Son of the Battle Sect hard, but it did not cause much damage, but the opponent swooped down and struck a blow, breaking through the poisonous gas defense and injuring himself.

It's just that Yunchuan Jueming Cliff grinned at the corner of his mouth, and when the Southern Xinjiang Gu Poison hit his body with his fist, it invaded the body of the Holy Son of the Battle Sect, and then hit a few more blows, fighting with him again and again.

Although the tiger is strong, the fist is also fierce. After a while, the poisonous gas of the Holy Son of the Battle Sect overflowed in his body, and the blue-eyed golden Gu attacked, stirring the chaos in it, and the Holy Son of the Battle Sect suppressed it strongly, and used his spiritual power to strangle him, his face was pitch black, and his body was kicked down by Yunchuan Jueming Cliff in a trembling moment, and his fists and feet were added, and his face was full of residual blood. I have long known that the Yunchuan Jueming Cliff Poison Technique is a must, even if you are prepared, you will inevitably be hit, and the blood and qi rise from the battle technique, and the Holy Son of the Battle Sect is finally killed from the many martial geniuses, so he will naturally not give up easily.

"Nine Changes!"

With a low shout, he immediately recited the ancient beast trick, and his body shape changed into a fierce tiger, and suddenly the beast was even stronger, and the Dao Palace sprayed a thin flame of burning sky, incinerating the blue-eyed golden Gu alive.

The colorful colors are contained in a ball, and then dispersed, turning into seven tigers attacking together, stepping in square steps, the holy son of the war sect suddenly blessed the mental power, galloping up, the tip of the red tiger's claws tore the face, the white tiger steel whip swept the body, the yellow tiger's forehead cracked into an eye, released the soul attack, the green tiger followed like a shadow, arrogant bite, the purple tiger was the most strong, with a strong tiger wind to blow ...... The forms are different, but the power is terrifying.

Such a strange skill is also rare, Yunchuan Jueming Cliff black gas illusion, the same eight combat skills played, the heavenly palm poisonous intent lingered, slapping the sea of mountains and rocks to face the two tigers, the ghost king punched in all directions, moved the wind legs to disperse the danger, the terrifying poisonous moves were played one after another, and the four were shocked for a while.

"The Rebellion against Yingzong has produced a character this time, and he has mastered so many exquisite combat skills. "The eldest son of the emperor has a bit of a sense of enveloping Yunchuan and the Absolute Cliff.

"But I think the Holy Son of the Battle Sect will win. The third prince, who had always been calm, said with a smile.

However, the Seven Styles of the Holy Son of the Battle Sect were killed, and he had no choice but to launch the Alien Tiger God Ventilation Brake, and the power of heaven and earth was injected into the tiger body, which was absorbed by the demon beast spirit in his consciousness sea, and the storm howled, and the spiritual wind that blew the battle platform made it difficult for Yunchuan Jueming Cliff to open his eyes, and hurriedly launched a Dao defense, and the poisonous gas overflowed.

The wind moved, the heavens and the earth changed color, the holy son of the Zhanzong and the colorful tiger were perfectly integrated at this time, and the tiger shadow was shot from the top of the Yunchuan Absolute Cliff, and the violent giant palm descended like a mountain, and the trapped array of sealing the soul was shrouded, and the Yunchuan Absolute Cliff could not get out.

"I throw in the towel. "Yunchuan Jueming Cliff has nothing to do, and wants to use poison techniques, but the mind seems to be imprisoned at this moment, except for the fear of death that comes, it has long forgotten everything else.

It is easy to get out of the situation, but it is difficult to close the situation, the Holy Son of the Battle Sect hurriedly retracted the attack, but the battle was rising, and the control of the force was not skilled, and the black fat elder of his sect was terrified when he saw this, if the Holy Son of the War Sect killed the Yunchuan Absolute Ming Cliff, then the War Tiger Sect would definitely suffer from the destruction of the Ying Sect.

Fortunately, the three black-clothed guards of the Lingtai Realm had already prepared, and the three energies gathered together to knock the Holy Son of the Battle Sect away, and the black fat elder was relieved, and his face was happy to come to the stage to help the Holy Son of the Battle Sect who had recovered his human form, "Okay, it's a long face for the sect." ”

The Holy Son of the Battle Sect touched his head and smirked, "Thank you for the praise from the elders, I just won by brute force." In the face of the cheers from the audience, he was even more confident, and the second-class sect disciples could enter the top nine, which could be imagined.