"You can force me to cast the Western Regions Divine Thunder, you are proud enough. ”

Ryan strode towards Wu Ming, the blazing golden arc swam around him, and the earth was scorched black by electricity with every step he fell, and Ryan was like a god who controlled thunder and lightning at this moment, full of deterrence.

"You're rejoicing too soon. ”

Wu Ming's face showed a ruthless look, the yuan force on his body surged out, his shirt was blown to pieces, the rolling yuan force turned into amazing thunder, and electric snakes were wrapped around his body, revealing a frightening fluctuation.

Ryan was shocked: "How can you also be the Western Regions God Thunder Trick of the Xiya Holy Land?"

"Don't forget what kind of place my Divine Desolate Academy is, there are all the exercises in the world, not to mention the Divine Thunder Technique of your Xiya Holy Land. ”

Ryan said angrily: "It's just some stolen skins, it's hard to compare with the real Divine Thunder Technique, let's die!"

Ryan roared angrily and rushed forward, and two thunderbolts appeared in his hand to condense the sledgehammer hole and swept forward, Wu Ming was not to be outdone, the thunder flashed between his hands, and turned into two thunder knives and slashed forward diagonally.

"Boom. ”

With the earth-shattering loud sound, the terrifying thunder was raging, the terrifying air wave swept in all directions, the entire courtyard was razed to the ground in an instant, the majestic air wave swept the people on the edge of the battlefield out, everyone retreated in horror, the confrontation between young geniuses was really terrifying.

The aftermath dissipated, and the scene in the field made everyone gasp, and the four heavenly pride Wu Ming of the Divine Desolation Academy was actually trampled under the feet of the tall Ryan, and the two of them were scorched black by the lightning lightning, and a smell of burnt skin and flesh permeated.

"How is this possible, Senior Brother Wu Ming was defeated. I'm not dreaming!"

"This golden haired monster is so perverted that even Senior Brother Wu Ming has been defeated. ”

Wu Ming's face was like ashes, revealing boundless decadence, he was defeated in the hands of Ding Xiaoman in the Desolate Palace a month ago, and now he was defeated in the hands of the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Xiya, the double blow made him unbearable, he closed his eyes and waited for death and said: "You do it!"

Ryan wanted to laugh out loud but coughed up a mouthful of blood, he was also seriously injured in the battle, fortunately his cultivation was stronger than Wu Ming, this line is enough to distinguish the winner from defeat, Ryan wiped the blood on his mouth, and sneered: "I won't kill you, I heard that you are the blood descendant of Lord Dean, and I have already offended his old man by injuring you today, how dare I offend his old man to death!"

Although Ryan said it lightly, it was so harsh in Wu Ming's ears, he Wu Ming had been reduced to relying on the relationship of his elders to save his life, which was the biggest shame for a high-minded young strong man, Wu Ming's eyes were full of equator: "If you don't kill me today, I will definitely kill you in the future." ”

Two cold lights flashed in Lane's blue eyes, and he said with a long smile: "In the eyes of the strong, the weak have no seat, let alone the right to speak. ”

Ryan stepped over from Wu Ming, this was a naked insult, when he passed by Wu Peng, who was covered in blood, he stomped on it again, and suddenly there was a sound of bone cracking, and Wu Peng let out a terrible scream.

After Wu Peng's painful screams and moans, he crawled towards Wu Ming with great effort, and roared unwillingly in his mouth: "Big brother, you disappointed me too much, I lost to him because I was not talented, and you with excellent talent also lost to him, you are really a waste, you are a waste of the Divine Dynasty." ”

Wu Peng's words and deeds made many monks who watched the battle roll their eyes for a while, what kind of logic is this, you yourself were beaten even worse and complained about others, a hundred steps and fifty steps.

"I can't get your turn to talk about it, get out of here. ”

Wu Ming was furious, and directly kicked the seriously injured Wu Peng out and passed out a few meters away.

At the end of the battle, a large number of spectators immediately shifted their positions and rushed to another battlefield, where the number of people was much larger than here, because the terrain was open and there were many spectators who could stand below.

In another battlefield at this moment, the two of Fusang Great Holy Son Hiroto and Wen Juan also played a real fire, and the powerful magic technique and martial arts were uncertain, and the two had fought for hundreds of rounds, moving between the calcium carbide sparks like two rays of light and shadow, and the nearby low mountains were all blown to the ground under the battle of the two.

"Senior Sister Wenjuan, I love you, kill this silver-haired little saint son for me. ”

"Senior Sister Wenjuan, come on, you are our favorite. ”

"The gods are desolate and Wenjuan, they cover the sky with a snap of their fingers, and as soon as the Taoism comes out, they are lawless. ”

Many of the students watching the battle were loyal fans of Wen Juan, and they shouted hoarsely for this strange woman of the Divine Desolate Academy, and the shouts were extremely loud and the tsunami was boiling.

Wen Juan, who was on the battlefield, was uneasy, so far in the battle, she had already felt tired, but the great sage of Fusang, Guangto, was still like a rainbow, without the slightest sign of defeat, and what made her even more ashamed was that the other party did not seem to exert all his strength, and had physical contact with her many times, and his movements were frivolous Meng Lang, which made her secretly anxious.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Oh no, Senior Brother Wu Ming was defeated, his mood was very manic, he beat people when he saw them, and even his own brother was beaten to death by him." ”

As soon as the news came out, there was a brief silence and then chaos, and countless monks were shocked, questioned, and incredulous. Senior Brother Wu Ming was defeated, that was a legendary young Tianjiao! He was almost an invincible representative in the Divine Desolation Academy, and now the powerful and invincible Senior Brother Wu Ming would actually lose to the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Xiya, which made many students talk about it.

Many students rushed to the battlefield to verify the truth of the matter, but they soon stopped, because a tall blond man walked towards him, and it was none other than Ryan, the son of the Holy Land of Thea, who was now blood-stained and a little swaying in his steps, but with a confident smile on his handsome face, which was all the smiles of a victor.

At this moment, the situation in the battlefield suddenly changed, Fusang Holy Son Hiroto raised his hand to smash Wen Juan's killing move, his body was like lightning and went around her junior, his big arms were opened, and Wen Juan was hugged firmly, feeling the weak and boneless delicate body in his arms Hiroto's evil spirit suddenly appeared, and a big hand slipped over her round and straight beautiful buttocks to avoid everyone's sight.

"Bastard. Wen Juan was ashamed and angry, a blazing white light erupted on her body, and a majestic force shook Guang Teng Shengsheng back, at this time, Wen Juan's red glow flew on her face, and she was even more coquettish, from her face to her body, she exuded an amazing charm, which made people confused and unable to control herself.

"Wait. Guangtou said loudly: "Fairy Wen is such a stunning beauty, and her cultivation is even more superb, how about we shake hands and make peace, how about a draw?"