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People, getting more and more hi, the flame of the quarterfinals is going to evaporate the rain from the sky.

The opening match of this quarterfinals is really full of highlights.

In the past, Ximen Pillow Dream was the sixth ranked master in the heavenly class, and was later ruthlessly defeated by the second-ranked Zuochuyi in last year's big competition, and today's repechage match she faced the third-ranked Ao Pengcheng, almost a super strong man whose strength is not inferior to the Zuochuyi people, and also has a great reputation in the entire anti-heaven camp.

But.

Ao Pengcheng is not a Zuochuyi after all.

When Ximen Zhenmeng stood in the martial arts arena, her sharp gaze like a sword couldn't help but stab at the expressionless soul path witch in the stands.

It's a pity.

The earth-shattering swordsmanship that he cultivated by himself cannot be used for revenge with his own hands.

The Zuochu people, but still have the same expressionless appearance.

She is just a puppet who has lost her soul, it makes no difference to her whether she fights with Ximen Zhumeng or not, all she has to do is to follow Gu Qingfeng's orders, fight, fight, until she dies, that's it.

And just when Ximen Zhenmeng swept the stands coldly, Ao Pengcheng's cold voice on the opposite side had already sounded:

"At this time, you are still distracted, Ximen Pillow dreams, no wonder you lost so embarrassingly last year!"

In a word, the sound is like a bell, full of provocative flavor.

Ximen Zhenmeng set his eyes back on Ao Pengcheng.

The opponent is a golden Dapeng bird, which is said to be the mutated bloodline of the divine beast Dajinpeng, with the extreme speed and indestructible terrifying claws that are not inferior to the Jinpeng clan.

A year ago, Ximen Pillow Dream would not be Ao Pengcheng's opponent, so at this moment, when facing the opponent, this Peng Bird was full of confident and cold ridicule.

"Ximen Pillow Dream ......" Ao Pengcheng said coldly: "I originally thought that you were still a little smart, but today's is really disappointing, if you think that you want to pass the resurrection match with just one Heavenly God Soldier, you can't help but think that the Heaven-Defying Camp is too simple!"

Ao Pengcheng already knew that Ximen Pillow Dream had invited out the Divine Sword [Broken Spring and Autumn], but obviously this did not put pressure on him, but instead served as a reason to mock Ximen Pillow Dream.

"It's not helpful to say more. Ximen Zhenmeng's eyebrows were upside down, and his sassy and heroic posture was not afraid of the earth-shattering beast power of Peng Bird: "Originally, the Spring and Autumn Period was used to deal with that cheap maid, but now it has to be reluctantly used to slaughter chickens!!"

Boy.

The female general choked and did not save face at all.

The atmosphere on the field was bursting with gunpowder, even if the two had no life and death grievances before, they were afraid that today's battle would be difficult to end.

Hum!

It is useless to say more.

The two players walked directly with their backs after speaking, and according to the rules of the big competition, they needed to be 100 meters away before they could salute and start the battle.

And just when the atmosphere of the whole audience was tense, on the instructor's seat, the instructor Ma Qiang and others, who were silently waiting for the start of the game, suddenly heard the voice of the impermanence guy next to him.

"Oops...... Da Manniu, it's so boring to watch the game like this...... Why don't we gamble on something?"

"Bet, bet on what?" General Huoniu replied stunned.

"What else can I bet on, bet on who of the following two people will win? I bet on the little girl of Simon to win, how about betting on two hundred fairy elixirs?"

"Why, why?" Huo Niu shook his head unhappily: "I also think that Ximen girl will win, why should I send you money for nothing." ”

"Damn, why are you like this? Ao Pengcheng is also a soldier carefully trained by Instructor Ma Qiang, if you are not optimistic about others, you have to give Instructor Ma Qiang some face, how much bet a little to support?"

"Don't bet! Lao Tzu bet on a thousand [fairy elixir] to bet on Simon girl to win, can you take it?"

Lao Tzu is not the instructor of Ao Pengcheng, you despise people so much about my hair, but it's a pity that no one plays with you~~"

"You two are enough!!" Ma Qiang said coldly: "Doesn't it seem that you are very naïve with this kind of agitation?

"Oops!!!I'll just say that Instructor Ma, you are arrogant and courageous, of course you won't support your students, right, hehehehe......"

Ying Wuchang is obviously a natural gambler, and the gambling contract signed by Fang Yi and Gu Yuntian made him itch, and he was waiting to play two games with Ma Qiang at this time.

"How much to bet?" Ma Qiang was obviously very calm, just an attitude, and he didn't intend to really gamble at all.

"You say, let's have fun, let's have fun. "Shadow Impermanence doesn't have any more thoughts, just to help the fun.

"Five hundred immortal elixirs, bet on Peng Cheng to win!" Ma Qiang reported a number that was not painful for him.

"Deal!!" Shadow Impermanence can enjoy gambling, and besides, he said that he was really not sure about Ximen Pillow Dream, so he nodded happily.

A small bet with only five hundred elixirs was established, which also added some extra spice to the first game of the quarterfinals, and just as Shadow Impermanence and Ma Qiang high-fived and made a contract, the battle below officially began.

With the loud announcement of the instructor Wu, Ximen Pillow Dream and Ao Pengcheng stirred up their own rolling immortal power at the same time.

On the side, Ximen Pillow Mengqian stretched out his hand, and the sword broke out a shocking long groan, and the pale yellow sword body was like a finger stretched out by an ancient god, pointing obliquely at the sky, and the earth-shattering sword suddenly pierced the clouds in the sky into a crack that was 100 meters long, sprinkling ten thousand rays of sunshine.

On the other side, Ao Pengcheng sneered, the huge Peng wings behind him suddenly opened, and the whole person rose in the wind, setting off a black wind in the sky, covering all the sunlight that tore off the sword qi of Ximen Pillow Meng, and the terrifying aura was like a 10,000-meter Shenpeng descending on the heavens and the earth, suppressing everyone's breathing.

In terms of aura, it is obvious that Ao Pengcheng is superior.

But how could Ximen Zhenmeng be defeated in battle, in the face of the overwhelming Shenpeng Xianwei, the broken spring and autumn in her hand became more and more long, like the roar of an unyielding warrior, and directly swung the sword angrily, drawing a divine sword spirit that was enough to cut off the heavens and the earth.

The sword breaks the sea!

The Ximen family's Broken Heaven Sword Dao slashed the firmament angrily, and a wave of sword intent that filled the whole field swept the entire heaven and earth, and thousands of raindrops were all merged in the sky and the sea and were cut off by Ximen Pillow Dream with a sword, and the terrifying edge slashed the world-famous Shenpeng in the air.

"Hmph!

Ao Pengcheng faced the divine sword, and he only had a cold drink to shake the sky.

I saw that his feet turned into divine claws, and in the face of the earth-shattering sword that broke the sea, he didn't dodge or dodge, and directly met it with a huge peng claw, and collided with the sword in the sky.

Boom!

The eardrum bursts, and the void turns into slag.

Under the convergence of ten thousand eyes, I saw that the terrifying Divine Peng's sharp claws actually grabbed the sword that broke the sea, and then I heard a crisp sound, and it was actually crushed into the air by smashing the sky-slashing sword.

Bang bang bang.

Endless waves of air swept backwards.

Ximen Zhenmeng on the ground retracted his sword and retreated, stepping on seven footprints on the ground in a row, and his face was flushed.

But Ao Pengcheng's offensive is just about to begin.

"If that's what you're capable of, count on the Zochu'i to take on the Zochu people, joke!!"

Sou.

The Shenpeng warrior in the air was still coldly reprimanding one second ago, but the next moment he had already come to Zuochuyi's side, and a pair of shocking wings swept over, as if a black angry tide was coming, wanting to swallow Ximen's pillow dream.

Boom!

It's the sound of gold and iron again, and those who listen to it are numb at all.

At the last moment, Ximen Zhenmeng held the sweep of the Spring and Autumn Rung, and the whole person sank into the ground, and was directly knocked out of the air more than 200 meters again, drawing a gravel ravine on the ground, as if he was completely at a disadvantage.

"Defeat me!!"

Ao Pengcheng's combat experience and its abundance, which can quickly end the battle without delay.

He has taken the lead, it is a storm-like onslaught, the extreme speed of Shenpeng has been exerted to the extreme, and people seem to see hundreds of black fierce figures in the martial arts arena in an instant, as if lightning slashed towards all directions of Ximen Pillow Meng, every move is a fierce attack, and every blow is enough to make the average immortal core master defeat and die.

But Simon Pillow Dream was stubbornly blocked.

The Celestial Divine Soldier in her hand played a miraculous effect of turning the tide at this moment, and the Divine Soldier's divine weapon Xuan Energy was a thousand swords, and it was actually in the face of the opponent's stormy attack that split out hundreds of sharp long swords that were as unique as the ontological divine sword, and when they were wielded, it was like a golden sword tide rolling, stretching for spring and autumn, and it was precisely by relying on hundreds of split long swords that Ximen Zhenmeng was able to face Ao Pengcheng's rapid offensive and remain undefeated in a short period of time.

However, if she keeps it for a long time, she will be lost, how long can she support such a situation?

"It's over...... The little girl is going to lose!"

On the instructor's seat, General Huoniu shook his horns and muttered regret on his face.

"Humph!!"

Instructor Ma Qiang was not surprised by this result at all, and coldly glanced at the impermanence next to him, just waiting to see the other party's expression of losing money.

And this same pride and self-confidence also appeared on Gu Qingfeng's face in the preparation area.

This king of the anti-heaven list, who was full of confidence in his subordinates, was sighing to Lin Yang next to him in a helpless and sarcastic tone:

"Alas...... Brother Lin, it seems that this female general of yours can only return with hatred this time, sorry, sorry......"

"Gu Qingfeng, shut up!!" Situ Wan'er next to her couldn't hear the nasty taste in these words, and immediately stopped it.

"Hehe, okay, Wan'er, you don't like to listen to me. Gu Qingfeng smiled coldly, not saying anything, but kept staring at Lin Yang's face, just waiting to see how ugly the other party's expression was.

"Hey, Lin Yang, who is this grandson, why does he talk so much that people can't help but want to smoke him?"

As a result, what made Gu Qingfeng's chrysanthemum twitch was that Lin Yang, who he was targeting, did not speak, but Lu Fengtian, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, suddenly stood up, and a sentence was whipped over like a whip, and slammed it on Gu Qingfeng's face.

............

There is one more watch in the evening, and three more will be said to be three.