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Nan Qianjun's face was slightly ruddy, but the people present were all strong men of the Six Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm, and it was natural to see that this genius of the Nanli tribe still had the strength to fight, and even competed with Shui Baili.

Really.

After stabilizing your body.

The Hundred Refining Cold Spear in Nan Qianjun's hand swung again.

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

Pick up a gun and stab.

Shui Baili's face became more and more cold, he was forced to such a point by Nan Qianjun of the Sevenfold Realm, his face was not good-looking.

What made him most angry was that it was Nan Qianjun's superb strength that surprised everyone around him, not his water, and what he heard was all Nan Qianjun's name.

With the cultivation of the Seven Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm forcing him to such a situation, he has become a stepping stone for Nan Qianjun to become famous, which makes him not shocked and angry.

"Hahaha, the genius of the Arabe is nothing more than that!"

Nan Qianjun said aloud when he heard this.

As soon as these words came out, Shui Baili's face couldn't help but become more and more difficult to look at.

"Look for death!"

The white light in his hand flashed, and the silver spear had already pierced the void in front of him and stabbed at Nan Qianjun.

Bite!

Cold guns swept by.

Nan Qianjun once again picked up the silver spear in Shui Baili's hand, his figure flashed again and again, the cold spear in his hand was already shining a little cold light in the air, and the shadow of the gun shrouded Shui Baili's body, causing an exclamation in the crowd.

"That's amazing!"

On the side of Nanfeng Liuwu, a little girl about sixteen or seventeen years old stuck out her tongue and said playfully.

"Awesome?"

The woman in white couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

There is no trace of fireworks, just like the hibiscus out of the water.

If it weren't for the dimples that curled up at the corners of the mouth, it would seem to have a hint of nothingness.

"Sister, isn't he powerful, I think it's very powerful, the strength of the Seven Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm can force that Shui Baili to this extent, but it is much more powerful than those geniuses in the tribe, of course not as powerful as my sister!"

Smiling and squinting, like a crescent moon in two bays, a trace of lively taste rose on the girl's face, which suddenly made the extremely masters around her look a little sideways.

"You little naughty. ”

The eyes of the woman in white couldn't help but have a hint of brilliance.

Indeed, it was her requirements that were too strict, and this genius of the Nanli tribe was only the Seven Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm, although he had already taken that step in the martial arts and condensed his will

But it's a genius who looks down on the water and stone wasteland, but he doesn't know what about the water and waves.

As the top genius of the South Wind Wasteland, the fifth-ranked master among the young generation of the Thousand Miles Wasteland, very few people have seen the South Wind Willow Catkins make a move, and naturally no one knows what extent her strength has reached.

Although he is also a top genius among the younger generation, Shui Bailang has not been put in the eyes of Nanfeng catkins.

The other side of the waterstone wasteland.

Shui Bailang's face also became extremely ugly.

Shui Baili is a genius in his Water Stone Desolate Department, and he can't deal with a desolate warrior of the Seven Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm, not to mention, he was even suppressed by the other party and was a little flustered.

If it weren't for Shui Baili's unique identity, he would even want to slap him away.

And in the direction of the tribe in the south.

Nantian's face did not look relaxed.

With his cultivation, he can naturally perceive that although Nan Qianjun seems to have the upper hand, he has insufficient strength, and the gap in a realm, if he does not make a great breakthrough in the martial arts, it may be extremely difficult to eliminate.

Come to mind.

I couldn't help but think of a figure.

It's southward!

What kind of situation would it be if Nanjin was here, Nantian couldn't help but look forward to it.

But that kid in Nantian seems to have disappeared since last night, and the enemy still hasn't returned.

Boom!

Just as he pondered.

A thud exploded.

in the eyes.

Nan Qianjun's figure exploded again, and the cold spear in his hand stabbed heavily into the wasteland behind him.

"Hmph, it's just an ant, do you really think you're going to go against the sky?"

"Give me death!"

The sound of rolling waves swept through the air.

A flash of silver.

A streamer stabbed Nan Qianjun in the chest, and the speed was staggering.

Regardless of whether he has experienced enough killing power or not, but the cultivation of Shui Baili will not change, and the full force of the Eight Heavenly Powerhouses of the Quenching Bone Realm is terrifying.

"You dare!"

"Be careful!"

At this moment, two figures immediately broke through the air, and they were Nantian and Nan Poshi.

"Hmph! You Nanli is nothing more than that!

In the Water Stone Tribe, there are also two figures stepping out.

One of them is the water waves.

Boom!

Figures are staggered.

The situation in the entire battle circle suddenly became complicated.

Facing Shui Bailang, a young master of the Nine Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm, Nan Tian did not have the certainty of killing with one blow at all, and the opponent of Nan Poshi on the other side was a strong man of the Eight Heavens of the Quenching Bone Realm.

Just then, the silver light fell again.

Nan Qianjun's face suddenly became distorted, and when the phantom of the seven earth bones around him shook and was about to collapse, a familiar voice had already crossed the void and rolled in.

"Do you dare to deceive me into leaving no one in the south!"

It's him!

It's southward!

In the battle circle.

Nantian and Nan Poshi showed a hint of joy on their faces.

in the valley.

The sound of southward expansion rolled in.

Everyone's eyes immediately looked in the direction of the tribe from the south.

Above the mountain wall.

I saw a gray figure like a falcon, stepping on the raised stones on the mountain wall and speeding past, before the person arrived, the spear in his hand had been pierced through the air with all his strength.

Rumble!

Deafening, he knocked the fiery red iron spear that crashed into front of him away, Shui Baili only felt that a huge force suddenly came from his hand, and his body couldn't resist such a terrifying force at all, and he suddenly burst back.

It crashed into the wasteland, and dust billowed up.

Wow!

In the whole world, there is a dead silence.

"What a terrifying force!"

"Who is he? A single shot can knock a hundred miles of water flying!"

"It's terrible! The Nanli tribe still has such a genius!"

Midair.

The speed of the southward advance was extremely fast, and he jumped up and grabbed the red spear in his hand, and his upright posture was not tall but exuded a strong killing intent.

Holding a gun and pointing at the water for hundreds of miles, his eyes were like electricity.

was picked off by a shot from the south, and Shui Baili's face suddenly turned purple and blue, but at this moment, his heart was shocked.

"Who is he? How can he be so powerful!"

"Ahem~ahem! ”

Nan Qianjun slowly stood up and coughed up a line of blood again, with a wry smile on his face, this time he owed Nanjin a great favor again.

"Hmm. Centurion, are you alright?"

Nanjin still did not change his words, but called Nan Qianjun a centurion.

"Be careful, this person is not weak!"

Nodding.

Nanjin slowly raised the spear in his hand again, pointing at the decision-making genius of the Shuishi tribe.

"Arabe genius, that's it!"

The voice fell.

The fiery red spear in his hand turned into a swimming dragon and stabbed straight into the water.

The shadow of the gun is like a dragon.

The body is like electricity.

The sound of gold and iron rang out.

When the shadow of the gun fell, Shui Baili's figure flew out again, and this time, Nanjin did not spare his hand.