Chapter 47: The Final Outbreak

The white light instantly illuminated the entire arena, and even the spectators in the audience were temporarily blinded by the sudden appearance of the intense light. By the time they regained their sight, everything was settled.

At this time, Ling Yan'er gasped for breath, her face was pale and terrifying, and the blow just now drained all her energy. Now it's just Kankan who can stand. And take a closer look at where there is still a trace of Qin Zhong on the competition platform. There is no one else but Ling Yan'er.

It took a closer look in the audience to find out where he was. Just now, Ling Yan'er finally erupted, and a pair of two-meter-long wings instantly disintegrated, each feather turned into a small sword. Countless small swords went straight to the golden bell, and its impact can be imagined. Jin Zhong was facing Ling Yan'er's side, and the silver sword was densely covered with the entire cover.

Although Qin Chong's unbreakable golden bell has the word "unbroken" on the name, there is no absolute thing in the world, as long as the destructive power exceeds the maximum limit he can bear, it will eventually break. Ling Yan'er's blow was undoubtedly beyond the limit of what it could withstand.

As soon as Xiao Jian and Jin Zhong came into contact, Qin Chong felt a strong force coming. He had to do his best to show his unbreakable golden bell, otherwise once the golden bell was broken, he would be poked into a hornet's nest in the face of these small silver swords with his own body, even so, his heavy body like an elephant and the golden bell were still impacted upside down, and finally rushed off the competition platform, and the golden bell was also full of cracks, as if it could be pierced with a finger.

Now that he has been defeated, he has gotten off the competition platform, and there is no point in continuing to maintain the Admiralty, after removing the Admiralty, everyone saw his face clearly and took a big breath. How miserable and miserable he is now, you can carefully imagine how much shock wave a person is in the middle of the big bell, and the outside of the bell is violently struck, how much shock wave will it have, and how can the person who is inside feel good? Now he is bleeding from all his knots.

But he didn't care about this, and he didn't have the slightest resentment against Ling Yan'er, he was a person who could afford to lose, and if he couldn't do it, he would resent it if he lost, this was not his style, but he still said to himself, "I grass his second uncle, is this still a woman? It's so fucking perverted, even my unbroken Admiralty was almost broken!"

Not only did he not expect this Ling Yan'er to be so strong, but all the people of Fang Yuan Sect did not expect that the final explosive power of this Ling Yan'er, who seemed to be exhausted, would be so powerful, it was simply a beast.

Sun Wei, who had a bloodless face, was secretly glad in his heart at this time, fortunately, when she was fighting against Ling Yan'er at that time, she didn't use this trick in the end, he didn't have as much defense as Qin Chong. Although he was seriously injured in the end, it was better than being poked into a hornet's nest.

Betraying everyone's trust, Qin Chong came to the senior brothers and sisters with some embarrassment, but they didn't blame him in the slightest, after all, they didn't expect Ling Yan'er to come to a final outburst, and they didn't have the confidence to be hard. Fortunately, looking at Ling Yan'er's pale face, they all knew that Ling Yan'er was really running out of oil at this time.

Not only did they understand this, but the people of the Cloud Covering Sect understood this. They hurriedly walked up to the stage, knowing that Ling Yan'er was just prostration, and they were relieved that they were not hurt much.

Wei Hui ran to her side and just stretched out his hand to help Ling Yan'er, but was slapped on it by a palm. "Senior brother, what are you trying to do? Do you want to take advantage of others? Do you want to take advantage of the second senior sister? "The person who beat him is not Lu Xin, but who is it. As he spoke, he reached out to help Lingyan'er.

The corners of Wei Hui's mouth twitched and twitched, people who didn't know still thought he was calcium?

Fuck me easy, I, I finally had the opportunity to be earnest and was ruined by your little devil, I don't remember when I offended your aunt, this is obviously hurting others and not benefiting yourself.

I don't dare to say it if I think like this in my heart, otherwise I will have to suffer from it in the future if I am hated by this little devil. helped Ling Yan'er to walk off the stage, and didn't forget to make a grimace at Wei Hui behind him, his face was full of pride.

Only Chen Zhiqiang was left on the stage and did not leave, and it was obvious that he would be the one who would fight in the next battle against the Cloud Sect. Now, the Fangyun Sect's advantage in numbers is eight to six, and after the efforts of the people in the Covering Cloud Sect, it has finally been leveled. There are three people left on each side. However, the fighting spirit of the remaining three people of Fang Yuanzong did not decrease in the slightest because of this. Although the other party is very strong, they are not a bad breed.

Fang Yuanzong's appearance this time was a dark-skinned man, tall, different from Qin Chong, he did have a lot of flesh on his body, not even less than Qin Chong, looking at his appearance of about two hundred catties. But Qin Chong's bloated state is missing. can only be described as strong, and the first feeling is a sense of strength, and Wei Hui has to fight. Holding the two-meter-five halberd in his hand was Fang Tian's painting halberd, which looked like a king. This person's name is Wang Feng.

Chen Zhiqiang knew that this person was not easy to deal with just by looking at it. Holding a two-meter-long broadsword, the king's domineering aura is not weaker than Wang Feng's, and his broadsword is not open, at first glance, it belongs to that kind of power-type weapon. Although he is a power-type weapon, his sword skills are extremely powerful.

As soon as he came up, he didn't rush towards Wang Feng, but smashed the big knife to the ground, and the already messy competition platform was even cracked under his knife. Countless floor tiles were blown up by the shock. The shadow of the sword in the sky instantly slapped away all the floor tiles, and the direction they flew in was Wang Feng, and Chen Zhiqiang also followed the bricks.

Seeing this, Wang Feng sneered again and again, can he deal with himself like this? For the granite that flew towards him, he simply slammed the tail of Fang Tian's painting halberd to the ground, and the tail immediately sank into the ground more than a foot deep, forming a momentum wave around him and rippling away. Which flying granite directly swept away its impact. Wang Feng doesn't have any martial arts, he is obsessed with pure power, and he always firmly believes that one thing is within the reach of power, and nothing can be broken. Pulling out Fang Tian's painting halberd, he also rushed towards Wang Feng. The two became entangled in an instant. Fang Tian's halberd and the long knife kept colliding.

Although Chen Zhiqiang's sword skills are sharp, this Wang Feng's halberd speed is not weaker than him at all. Two power-type people collided together, and this competition was undoubtedly very exciting. They didn't have the slightest fancy, they just hit it hard, the two-meter-long big knife had been cut by Fang Tian's painting halberd, and there were many small grooves, and that Fang Tian's painting halberd was not much better, and the halberd blade was also cut in many places. The people under the stage who watched the competition were enthusiastic, as if the person competing above was himself.