Chapter Eighty-Seven: Desolation?

Earthquake shattering?

Long Aotian suddenly sneered, and a few meteors flashed through Haotian Ruler, instantly shattering the two big characters that were as black as ink!

"There are two hits!" Seeing the two words he wrote being shattered, Xiao looked slightly surprised!

Long Aotian didn't care if he was surprised or not, Haotian pulled it violently, and a surge of momentum went away!

Ground Slash!

"Look at my bleak poems!" Suddenly, the judge's pen in his hand was messy, and a poem appeared dazzlingly!

"I am often a guest in the sad autumn, and I am sick for more than a hundred years and I am on stage alone!"

Fourteen big characters, each of which exudes a strong sense of desolation!

Bleak poems!

At present, the strongest poetry has been comprehended!

Take poetry as a tool, and write poetry into a pen!

"I can't imagine that this person has a good heart!"

Luo Xingyun was a little surprised, such a poetic argument is absolutely extraordinary, at least he can't do it!

Bleak poems?

"I'm here to see how bleak it is!"

Long Aotian shouted, and suddenly stood Haotian on the ground, his hands suddenly intertwined, and in an instant, a ray of light shrouded the dragon!

"I have a skill to learn from the top of that mountain, Boundless Ancestor, please try it!"

That's the trick!

Falling Nebula saw something!

Wei Zheng wrote with the judge's pen, "Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, downfall and new stop...", etc., only three words can be written, just writing, suddenly the picture in front of me turned, a poor woman, actually appeared under a locust tree, sad and weeping!

What's going on?

魍, shuddering, I don't know why!

Dreariness?

"I'll let you cool first!"

Suddenly, the woman under the locust tree disappeared, and the locust tree withered, but an extra black iron ruler appeared above his head!

Not good!

The dragon's reaction was not unpleasant, and when he saw the pitch-black giant ruler, his body quickly retreated!

Bang...

Long Ao Tianhao smashed down, and half of the ring was torn apart!

It's a pity!

Luo Xingyun sighed secretly!

If Long Aotian could accurately predict his retreating position just now, it was very likely that he would be seriously injured, but it was already too late!

Leaning on the railing, look up and take a break in the rain!

Suddenly, Judge Xiao's pen was extremely fast and tactful, and he hurriedly wrote down the poems in the red river, and instantly a strong anger spread!

"Thirty merits, fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon!"

As his strokes fell, that anger instantly rose to an unprecedented height, and almost instantly, the void exploded, and the ring shattered!

"I want you dead!" The dragon's anger is like a fuse that has been lit, and it will explode when it ignites!

"I have a skill to learn from the God of War Temple Li Wushuang!"

Long Aotian closed his eyes and then opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, Haotian suddenly emitted a dazzling light!

A strong wild energy also emanated!

Slash the sky!

Long Aotian shouted, the Haotian ruler in his hand suddenly flew into the air, he looked up violently, his palm waved down, and the Haotian ruler fell!

Hmph, don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad!

Xiao, wrote the last few lines of poetry at a very fast speed, waved it with his big hand, and in an instant, countless words exuding a thick anger rushed forward!

Click...

A huge noise came from mid-air, and when this sound fell, the remaining half of the ring turned into countless rubble, and on top of a gravel the size of a stone, two people were standing looking at each other!

Dragon Aotian and Dragon!

What a strong attack, but what are they doing here?

I don't know?

Who knows?

It should be for the rules of the game!

What are the rules?

The rules of the game, whoever lands first loses!

All right!

Looking at the two people standing on the gravel, everyone also discussed!

"It seems that this time Long Aotian is enough to choke!"

Luo Xingyun sighed secretly, when the two of them sent out the final blow before, he could see clearly that Long Aotian had been seriously injured!

And the other party, although he was also injured, but before that, Long Aotian was affected, so Luo Xingyun speculated that this battle Long Aotian was defeated!

Burst...

Sure enough, Long Aotian spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his body shook, if he didn't want to lose, he would have been unable to stand on his feet!

"Throw in the towel!" Xiao, when he opened his mouth at this time, he saw that Long Aotian was almost unable to hold on!

Admit defeat??

No way!

Long Aotian said stubbornly, even the gravel under his feet was about to be crushed by him, and he still had no intention of admitting defeat!

"Hehe, that's a pity!" Seeing that he still had to insist, he raised his hand and slapped a palm at him, and almost instantly, Long Aotian was shocked and flew out!

You...

Burst...

Under the rush of fire, Long Aotian spurted out a mouthful of blood again!

"Alright, you can take a break, it's my turn now!" However, at this moment, Luo Xingyun helped Long Aotian up, and after saying it to him, he flew and jumped on the gravel!

It's you?

Xiao, when I saw him, there was a strong killing intent in my eyes!

"I heard that just now, you want to fight with me?"

Luo Xingyun didn't care about the cold killing intent in his eyes, but suddenly asked him!

Although Wei really wanted to kill him, he also knew that his own source power was overdrawn, and now he was definitely not his opponent!

"That's what I thought before!"

Previously?

The Falling Nebula seemed to hear something, "And now?" ”

Xiao, frowned and said, "It's still the same!" ”

He actually really wanted to say, can you let me recover!

"Hehe, what a hard one!" Luo Xingyun smiled, then his face changed, and he said coldly, "I like to gnaw hard bones, even if I have bad teeth, I will gnaw on them with gums!" ”

The words fell, and Luo Xingyun lifted the holy sword and stabbed at him!

Thousands of miles of sorrow...

What a million?

All you have to do now is hold on!

More than 100 years of disease...

"It won't take a hundred years, it's only a day to kill you!"

魉 was about to use its bleak poem, but it was interrupted again and again, and his face changed in an instant, and his heart was full of anger!

Mo Leaning on the railing, the young man's head is white, empty and sad...

"What is sad, be happy!"

Boy, you...

"What are you, go die!"

No matter what Wei wanted to write, Luo Xingyun always interrupted, and the desolation did not stop talking, and even the anger was half a point away!

I'm mad at me!

"Be rejoicing!"

Luo Xingyun said lightly, let Xiao, no longer have a temper, just about to speak, Luo Xingyun's sword has already stabbed over!

Die!

Tear pull...

Luo Xingyun's sword didn't kill him, but just stabbed him in the arm, and there was an extra bloody mouth in an instant!

You...

"Hehe, how's it going, does this taste good?"

Luo Xingyun sneered, and with a light tap under his feet, another sword scratched him!

Xiao, furious, the judge's pen in his hand tactfully, wrote two angry poems!

"The void boat touches what is the heart, although the anger is in the air." And then a surge of anger reached the sky!

"Good poetry, but unfortunately it's not enough!" Luo Xingyun looked at the void, and with a swing of his sword, that anger was instantly destroyed!

"If the treasure is subdued, the mercy and anger will shake the ten directions"

The judge's pen dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and the anger in the heart of the dragon is even stronger!

A sword to the west!

Break...

Luo Xingyun broke his attack with a sword in his hand, and two attacks were broken in a row, and Xiao's face was very ugly!

"I don't believe you can break through my attack!"

Suddenly, the dragon shouted, and the judge's pen was lightly tapped, dotted like a peach, and skimmed like a knife!

"It's a good radical, but it's a pity that it's useless to me!"

The Falling Nebula Long Sword slashed out two cold rays of light, shattering it in an instant!

Xiao, he has completely lost his fighting spirit, even if he has, and Luo Xingyun is not giving him this opportunity!

Let's end it!

Meteor Storm Slash!

Bang...

The figure of the dragon was like a sack that had been thrown out, and after the sword of Luo Xingyun fell, he flew out directly!

Burst...

After falling, a mouthful of old blood spurted out of his mouth like a spring!

peach

Great wilderness!

Haotian ruler!

Long Aotian!