"Let's go!"

As the old man's words fell, the race began. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The smoke of war fans filled the entire arena.

"Boy, Lao Tzu has long seen that you are unhappy, and this time Lao Tzu will abolish you. Look what else you have to do in front of Lao Tzu!" As he spoke, he drew his weapon and beckoned to the man's face, but before he could drop it.

The person who had been lurking on the side for a long time saw the opportunity to punch him and directly bombard him from the back of the demonic beast. The man didn't have time to rejoice, and a body that had been knocked away knocked him off his horse.

The scene was chaotic for a while, people were crowded, and Warcraft was crowding Warcraft. A disagreement is a big fight.

It is also strange to say that the people who were beaten on the back of the demonic beast were not trampled into pulp by the more than 20,000 people who followed closely! It stands to reason that each of the more than 20,000 people kicked casually, even in the condensation period, it was not so comfortable. And what about their mounts?

A strange magical beast, the small one is the size of an ordinary adult horse, and the big one is not comparable to more than ten horses, it looks like a small peak. The end is scary.

But those who fell to the ground seemed to have disappeared, and no matter what kind of monster they were, they couldn't move a single thing.

Seeing this, everyone became more and more unscrupulous. Sure enough, the power of the half-immortal is not ordinary!

"Elimination!"

"You're eliminating!"

"You're eliminated too!"

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

With the voice of the old man, the figures who fell to the ground were transmitted back to the audience. It also meant that they were disqualified from the competition.

And on Ling Xian'er's side, she was also ready to start.

"Xian'er hurry up, or you'll lose!"

"Hmm!" Ling Xian'er jumped up and stood on horseback as before. Fortunately, Ling Xian'er was still young, and it was so insignificant compared to this chaotic scene.

"Let's go!" The scholar saw that Yang Lei wanted to protect Ling Xian'er by her side all the time, and hurriedly pushed him away.

"Why are you pushing me, in such a chaotic place, we have to protect Xian'er, okay!"

listened to Yang Lei's nonsense. The scholar looked at him with contempt: "My master is again, you can protect it." Master, she is ......" The scholar said that it was difficult to find words to describe Ling Xian'er here, in fact, he didn't know how powerful Ling Xian'er was.

Every time, he seems to be a very powerful person, and it is easy to match. For example, the Mi patriarch, such as the Nine-Tails

Although the scholar didn't know how powerful Ling Xian'er was, if there was really something, it was not something that a condensed Yang Lei could protect. It's better to push him on the horse, and hurry up to race is the king.

"Hey, hey!"

Well, the group is finally ready for the game. Looking at the chaotic scene in front of me, I was also a little sighing! The fight of more than 20,000 people was not something that could be seen casually.

There are swords and swords everywhere, and all kinds of weapons are flying all over the sky. The pungent smoke and blood swirled in the air. Although it is said that as soon as it falls on the field, it will disappear without a trace, but as long as it is on the body of the monster, there will still be injuries. And it's always going to be there.

For a while, some timid Mingzhong surrendered themselves, and they could wait until the next time! If they accidentally hurt themselves this time, they might be disabled, and it was not worth thinking about it.

"Hey, brothers, there's a few little white faces here. Come here!"