"Buzz ......"

Qin Yi urged his left hand and entered an ethereal state, and suddenly, all the movements of Xiao Yan and Hong Tianyang were in Qin Yi's eyes, twice as slow, and every hair on the two of them was clearly visible.

"Hong Tianyang's combat power is really stronger than Xiao Yan. ”

Qin Yi sighed secretly, he was not surprised by this, Hong Tianyang was much stronger than Xiao Yan in terms of strength and physical defense, and Xiao Yan could only rely on speed to barely compete with Hong Tianyang at present.

However, it is clear that it will not last long.

Qin Yi had to admit that this Hong Tianyang did have some strength.

On the silver battlefield, the situation was just as Qin Yi observed, Xiao Yan at this time was bitter in her heart, she only felt that Hong Tianyang's momentum was pressed like a huge wave, and his fist seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

Can't afford to lose to this bastard!

You can't afford to lose!

Xiao Yan's silver teeth were tight, struggling to support them, and after a while, there were already a few crystalline sweats deep on the tip of her delicate nose.

"Xiao Yan, don't hold on, admit defeat, you're not my opponent!"

Hong Tianyang smiled faintly, from beginning to end, he was calm and unhurried, up and down, with a strong self-confidence, his big hand suddenly reached out like lightning, grabbed Xiao Yan's delicate arm, and took it into his arms, Xiao Yan lost his balance, and the whole person hit Hong Tianyang's arms.

"Shameless!"

Xiao Yan was shocked, ashamed and angry, seeing that she was about to crash into Hong Tianyang's arms, she hurriedly moved, and the slender half-moon scimitar, under the influence of her thoughts, slashed out a dazzling knife and slashed at the back of Hong Tianyang's neck.

Feeling the scimitar behind him, Hong Tianyang frowned slightly, suddenly let go of Xiao Yan, and the whole person flew up diagonally, easily dodging this knife.

"Xiao Yan, it's useless for you to struggle, soon, I will hold you tightly in my arms openly!"

Hong Tianyang said happily.

As soon as he said this, there was a burst of laughter around the arena again.

"This bastard dares to bully my sister like this!"

Xiao Ning in the crowd, his eyes were full of anger, and his fists were crackling.

Qin Yi and Xuanlan beside him also frowned slightly, and a touch of annoyance grew in their hearts.

"King Honghou, congratulations first, you will gain the right to continue to hold the Silver Battle Banner for a hundred years!"

On the opposite tower, the game has not yet been decided, and one by one, the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Government have been a little impatient to congratulate Hong Wencheng, who has two white eyebrows.

"Haha, thank you! In the past ten years, our Hong family, but the money spent on Yang'er is terrifying, but now it seems that all the efforts are worth it. ”

Hong Wencheng laughed and said, his mood was extremely comfortable, at this time, he seemed to have seen the situation that the Xiao family was firmly controlled by himself, and when the time came, their Hong family would be the largest family in Dachu, and there would no longer be any family that dared to compete with it.

Silver Arena.

The fierce battle between Xiao Yan and Hong Tianyang has come to a white heat, Xiao Yan and Hong Tianyang's bodies are surging with the internal strength of the sect like a vast ocean, and the space within a radius of more than ten zhang is violently twisted, as if it will collapse at any time.

"Dry Blue Illusion - Eleventh Form!"

Xiao Yan, who majored in martial arts, had already performed the eleventh form, the slender half-moon scimitar, indescribably fast, more than ten zhang away, as if it had directly shattered a space, and in an instant, it was slashed into Hong Tianyang's chest.

Hong Tianyang was slightly stunned, it was too late to dodge, only to see that on his tall body, a faint golden glow suddenly emerged, and the whole person was like gold casting.

"Click!"

The half-moon scimitar slashed at Hong Tianyang's body, Hong Tianyang was slashed and flew more than ten zhang away, and fell to the ground with a bang, but in the blink of an eye, he bounced up again, and a huge knife wound appeared on his chest, however, the wound was not deep, only a little flesh wound.

"What a strong physique defense!"

Everyone around the arena exclaimed, you know, Xiao Yan's half-moon scimitar, which was a medium-grade holy weapon, only left a little flesh wound on Hong Tianyang's body.

Such a scene made Qin Yi slightly moved, and he had to admit that Hong Tianyang's defense was unbelievably strong.

There is no doubt that this kind of physical defense of his is tempered by extremely precious medicinal liquids over a long period of time.

"Xiao Yan, you are good, you can actually kill me, this is completely beyond my expectations!"

Hong Tianyang looked at Xiao Yan in surprise, and then shook his head with a light smile: "However, it's useless, your half-moon scimitar, the result of slashing on me, you have already seen it, you can't defeat me, let alone kill me!"

At this time, Xiao Yan's heart was bitter to the extreme, almost to the end of the strong crossbow, her graceful and moving body was already dripping with sweat, and "Dry Blue Illusion" was only the last two styles.

"Didn't Qin Yi say that the Silver Battle Banner would eventually fall into our Xiao family......?

In the face of the domineering Hong Tianyang, Xiao Yan was already desperate, and the constant collision with Hong Tianyang made her feel sore, the bones in her body were almost falling apart, and her body was already stained with a lot of blood.

However, she could only grit her teeth and persevere!

"Dry Blue Illusion - Twelfth Style!"

She has always been elegant and gentle, but at this time, she has become like a completely desperate and desperate female leopard, and she played the twelfth form of "Dry Blue Fantasy Decision".

With this type of play, a faint blue light even emerged on her delicate body, and the bloody half-moon scimitar was even more blue.

Swish!

The half-moon scimitar cut through the sky, towards Hong Tianyang in front of him, and slashed fiercely, in the process of slashing out, the half-moon scimitar suddenly split into two, two into four, and four into eight...... Suddenly, it became thousands, and with Xiao Yan's thoughts, it was like a blue wave, rushing towards Hong Tianyang.

Looking at the dense blue scimitar that rushed in, Hong Tianyang swallowed his saliva, his face suddenly became solemn, and he could feel that the power of this style was more than twice as big as the previous one.

Xiao Yan, this is desperate with himself!

This No. 1 beauty in Ink City would rather fight with herself than marry herself!

As soon as he thought of this, Hong Tianyang's heart suddenly bred a touch of annoyance.

"Peng!"

The soles of his feet were on the ground, and he stomped suddenly, and the entire arena shook violently, and even the ground was stomped apart, and with the help of this power, his huge body burst out: "Slaughter Heaven Fist!"

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com