Chapter One Hundred and Seven—The Decisive Battle

When Rogers said the word Spring and Autumn, everyone who knew Spring and Autumn was shocked and looked at Gu Xingchen in surprise.

The era of the Spring and Autumn Period is too amazing, and those who have seen it can hardly forget the incomparable heroism, one person can crush the five geniuses!

"Gu Xingchen is Chunqiu, isn't Chunqiu dead?" said the hall master of the Feiguo District in confusion.

"The world knows that there is only Bai Muyun in the Spring and Autumn Period, which is a big mistake. Spring and Autumn has always been a couple, and the little person who accompanies Bai Muyun is the other Spring and Autumn. Rogers explained, looked at Gu Xingchen, and said with a smile: Am I right?

"That's good!" Gu Xingchen no longer hid it, kicked away Tello, who was already breathless at his feet, and tore his coat open, revealing clothes with Spring and Autumn marks.

"This, Gu Xingchen turned out to be another Spring and Autumn Festival!"

"Bai Muyun is his brother?"

......

Mu Ye, who had had several relationships with Gu Xingchen, stared wide in front of the screen, it was really unbelievable, he once thought that Gu Xingchen was a fan of Bai Zun!

And the Internet suddenly exploded, countless people have witnessed Bai Zun's era, although for a long time, the Temple of the Gods made Bai Zun's deeds fade out of people's field of vision, and few people mentioned it. But after a recent period of time, Bai Zun was once again active in people's memories, and now, once again, he heard this name from the mouth of the head of the Temple of the Gods!

It's just that Bai Muyun's name is like a stone thrown into the lake, only causing a wave, and then returning to calm again.

Even if Gu Xingchen is another Spring and Autumn Festival, he can't make people change their opinion of him.

"Who is Bai Zun?"

"Isn't that short-lived ghost?"

"That's it, it is estimated that I have been with Gu Xingchen for a long time, and I was stained with bad luck, so I hung up. ”

......

Those who hide behind will always use the "weapons" in their hands to point the way!

"Gu Xingchen, you are hiding so deeply!" The hall master of the Laclark District sneered, he knew that Bai Muyun was amazing, but it was all in the past, even if it was another spring and autumn now, how amazing could it be.

"To participate in the Divine Election is to justify your name in the Spring and Autumn Period!"

"Hahaha......"

Suddenly, laughter erupted in the room, and a figure appeared directly above the venue.

"Emissary!" Rogers saw the man, his face full of excitement.

The three hall masters opposite Rogers frowned and looked solemn.

"Is this the messenger of the Divine King Palace?" Qin Wentian muttered to himself, feeling the momentum on his body, and there was a feeling of mud like the sea.

I saw a middle-aged envoy in a purple robe slowly descending from the air to Rogers' side, looking at Gu Xingchen and the ghost, full of smiles.

"Envoy!" Rogers bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man, and secretly motioned to the three behind him.

Suddenly, the three of them saluted respectfully, just like Rogers.

"Well, you're doing a good job. The envoy smiled, "This time, there are a lot of good seedlings selected by God, and there are actually two young people of the third level of true martial arts. ”

Gu Xingchen and the ghost were shocked at the same time, this purple-robed middle-aged man actually saw through the realm of the two of them at a glance.

"They ......," Rogers said.

"Hey, I know!" The purple-robed middle-aged man waved his hand and said again: It's just a little contradiction, since you came to participate in the Divine Election, then follow the rules.

"That Tropa ......"

"A dead genius is not a genius. The middle-aged man spoke amazingly and didn't care.

Suddenly, several hall masters were shocked.

"You are the representative of that faction!" The middle-aged man looked at Qin Wentian and the three of them, and a smile appeared on his face, but in the eyes of the three of them, they were full of danger.

Qin Wentian and the three of them didn't talk, and the situation was already out of control.

The middle-aged man didn't dwell too much, and turned his gaze to Gu Xingchen and the ghost again, "Since there are only the two of you left on the field, then you will compete for the final king, how about it!"

The ghost didn't answer, his gaze turned to Gu Xingchen, his body was full of fighting intent, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Accompany!" Gu Xingchen responded, although the middle-aged man appeared to break the deadlock, the atmosphere became more and more weird, this divine choice is no longer like the divine choice. However, the form is secondary, and the goal is to defeat everything, stand at the highest peak, and regain the glory of the Spring and Autumn Period.

"Well, today's winner, in addition to receiving the God of War Order, will also receive a special reward. The middle-aged man laughed heartily and followed the seven hall masters back to the referee's bench, and the game continued.

"Thank you for being on this side. Gu Xingchen said with a smile.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not helping you, I just don't want you to have an accident, but my life is going to be cut off completely!" said the ghost unceremoniously.

"I know, all I have to say, that's your troubles!"

"A battle of tongues, don't talk nonsense, let's fight!" the ghost waved a long scythe in his hand.

"You're going to lose!" Gu Xingchen's divine armor reappeared, and the black knife in his hand flashed, and he rushed towards the ghost quickly.

The two swords and scythes collided, and suddenly sparks flew everywhere, and each attack would carry a violent momentum, and when they collided together, it was like a thunderbolt, and the roar continued.

Everyone in the audience was too addicted. The battle between the two has far surpassed the battle between other geniuses, and this is truly worthy of the final battle!

Spectators around the world were also full of anticipation, and although there were some hiccups along the way, they finally got back on track.

"Sister Yanrou, do you say Stardust can win?" Liu Tingyue clenched her little fists, extremely nervous.

"Stardust, he's going to win, because he's waited too long. Lan Yanrou firmly believed.

"Huh?" Liu Tingyue tilted her head, showing puzzlement.

"I'll tell you later. Lan Yanrou saw Liu Tingyue's clenched fists, smiled, and said, "You, don't be so nervous, this is still here, if you are at the scene, you must not be nervous to death." ”

"Oh!"

The two looked at the big screen again.

At this time, Gu Xingchen and the ghost were fighting hotly, dozens of moves had passed, and the two fought back and forth, but no one could gain the upper hand.

In the eyes of outsiders, the two are just a temptation, but in the eyes of real experts, every move of the two is extremely deadly, and one carelessness will lead to death on the spot.

"Gu Xingchen, you are stronger than I thought. The ghost smiled in the gap between fighting with Gu Xingchen.

"You seem to be a lot stronger than you used to be. Gu Xingchen also smiled, although his face was relaxed, but his heart was extremely cautious and solemn.

"It's a shame that Bai Muyun died early, but as a spring and autumn period, you should pay for his life!" The ghost suddenly exerted his strength, and the attack was rapid, breaking the deadlock and gaining the upper hand in an instant.

"My life is here, and if I have the ability, I will take it. Gu Xingchen shouted, and the electric light on the black knife in his hand was wanton!

Swing the knife and slash, and the attached lightning attack caught the ghost off guard, and suddenly there was no advantage.