The eyes of everyone on the field turned to Long Xiaotian and Ghost Yi, because their next battle was the main dish of today, the peak showdown.

Long Xiaotian's height of one meter and eight meters is almost the same as Zhang Yiyang, with blue hair on the back shoulder, it can be said that this person is handsome, no matter where he gets it, he is considered a handsome guy, and even more handsome than Zhang Yiyang, but the arrogance on his face will make people feel uncomfortable no matter how he looks at it.

Zhang Yiyang walked into the battle circle with the identity of Ghost Yi, and made up his mind to pay attention to it, he must let this guy who is more handsome than himself lose in his hands, otherwise it will be difficult to understand the jealousy in his heart.

With a vicious oath in his heart, Long Xiaotian's battle intent over there had invaded.

You must know that the war spirit is a provocation seen in the eyes of the other party, a belief that does not admit defeat.

Similarly, Zhang Yiyang's eyes were defiant, and Long Xiaotian looked at each other, invisibly, their eyes intersected, and sparks came out.

The two fought for the first time, fist to fist and foot to foot.

Since the end of the last game, Long Xiaotian knew that the strength of this young man named Ghost Yi could be comparable to that of Poor Power, so the blood veins in his body were nourished, and the blue dragon scales wrapped his whole body.

Bang bang... Bang bang... The sound of fists and feet hand-to-hand combat shook everyone's eyeballs, and everyone could see that Long Xiaotian's strength on the field was still inferior to the opponent, and gradually, he fell into the upper hand, and from time to time he would be hit by the opponent with one or two punches, and the place where he was hit was all the opponent's face.

After hundreds of moves, Long Xiaotian's handsome face had already been unrecognizable, not to mention the blue and purple, and two purple marks were forced on the two eye circles.

Long Xiaotian stopped his body and looked at the other party angrily, although he was not convinced, but the other party's speed was indeed better than his own.

The happiest outside the field is the Fengtu side, the Fengtu tribe that has had a vendetta with Longtu since ancient times, this time it is really proud.

Feng Zhennu muttered in her mouth, "The stinky boy really gives my sister a long ambition!"

Among the four major tribes, Feng Zhennu is a junior compared to other kings, and in order to ease the relationship with the Longtu tribe, she was made a marriage contract by the chief Feng Li, and the object of this marriage contract is Long Xiaotian on the field.

Feng Zhennu's beauty is well-known among the four major tribes, and in order to avoid this reluctant marriage contract, Feng Zhennu practiced hard day and night, and finally became the king in the shortest age, so she has been obsessed with Long Xiaotian until now.

And these Zhang Yiyang didn't know, if he knew, Long Xiaotian's handsome face might be even more tragic than now.

On the field, Long Xiaotian saw the shameful smile outside the field, almost crazy, his handsomeness and Feng Zhennu's beauty have always been recognized by the four major tribes, so what he cares about most over the years are two things, one is his own cultivation, and the other is his handsome face.

For Xiu Wei, catching up with Feng Zhennu's footsteps is the driving force he has been cultivating all these years, because he believes that as long as he surpasses Feng Zhennu, then she can become a plaything in his palm, but it's a pity that he and Feng Zhennu's talent is still a little different.

Throwing away distracting thoughts, Long Xiaotian looked up to the sky and roared, only to see the blue dragon who had fought against the black dragon before reappearing again.

Fanning the wings, frost and snow fell from the sky, the crystal snowflakes looked beautiful, but they made people's hearts chill, and the power of illusion was staged again and again at this moment.

The scene when the black dragon was frozen is vivid, and everyone knows that this moment is over.

If everyone present can believe that Zhang Yiyang won, only Feng Zhennu is the only one, but at this moment, even Feng Zhennu is a little worried.

The power of the illusions of the four major tribes is incomparable, whether it is the blue dragon totem of the dragon diagram or the black tiger totem of the black tiger tribe, they are all inheritance martial arts that can manipulate nature and greatly increase their power.

When the frost and snow hit, Long Xiaotian confidently thought that this frost and snow could freeze the heavens and the earth, and naturally it would be able to freeze the ghosts, so the punch that attacked the black dragon hit Zhang Yiyang again.

It's just a pity that he miscalculated this time, Zhang Yiyang has a Xuanbing crystal in his body, which is an existence of the same level as Tianhuo, so this little frost can't seal him, not even for a second.

A punch struck, Zhang Yiyang suddenly opened his eyes, his left hand palmed against the attack of this punch, and grabbed it with five fingers.

Under the astonishment of the other party, the right hand was raised to punch it, boom... With a bang, it hit Long Xiaotian's mouth head-on, and immediately blood spat out of his mouth along with teeth.

Long Xiaotian was blasted out by this blow, but he still did not qualify, according to the rules of the game, as long as the opponent does not admit defeat, then he can still continue.

Shaking his confused head, Long Xiaotian got up, his fists clenched tightly, due to excessive force, his nails sank deep into his palms, and he could even see blood dripping down his fingers.

At this moment, he didn't think about why the other party was not affected by his illusionary power, because his brain was blinded by anger, and since he was a child, today was the worst day in his life.

Seeing the other party's hideous face on the field, Zhang Yiyang suddenly felt that he was too stingy, and the other party was a little more handsome than him, so he beat him so badly?

But seeing Long Xiaotian's murderous eyes, Zhang Yiyang didn't like it very much, and muttered in his mouth, "It seems that the fight is still light!"

Although he said this, he still raised his spirit, because Long Xiaotian should have reached the critical point of anger at this time, and maybe he would release some big move.

Sure enough, in the next second, Long Xiaotian transformed, it was the kind of real transformation, and everyone was stunned when they saw Long Xiaotian's appearance, except for the king of the Longtu tribe.

"What's going on?"

The king of the Black Tiger Tribe was very surprised, because everyone knew that only the king of the dragon diagram knew what skills Long Xiaotian had used.

I saw Long Kui staring intently at Long Xiaotian on the field, and said excitedly: "This is the bloodline manifestation left by my Longtu ancestor, you may have forgotten that the most famous talent of the Blue Dragon Ancestor back then was not the power of Xuan Ice in the body, but the madness of the holy technique after the blood boiled!"

"What? You mean Xiao Tian, he has inherited the Crazy Transformation Saint Technique on the Blue Dragon Ancestor?" the king of the Qiqi tribe couldn't help but interject.

"That's right!It's just that Xiaotian and Ben can't control this madness holy technique, only at the apex of his very anger, there will be a chance to excite it, but it's very successful, Ghost Yi This kid did it, if he doesn't admit defeat now, Long Xiaotian may tear him apart in a while, I know very well that this crazy Long Xiaotian has thrown his reason out of the clouds!"

When he said this, Long Kui was very loud, because he deliberately said it to Feng Zhennu and the ghosts on the field.