Chapter 241: The Shadow Moves with the Wind to Tempt! Possessed by the sword spirit!
"The first game of the Demon Hunter Tryout! Knight Purple Dragon! Battle Berserker Smoke! ”
The referee gave an order, and Zilong and Dian Yan immediately fought together!
"I'm not going to give you a chance to summon a monster! Look at the moves! ”
Dian Yan shook the chain axe in his hand and threw it hard at the position of Zilong!
Summoning the holy sword, Zilong did as he wished, and did not summon briquettes to fight.
"Facing a fifth-order warrior, if you don't summon a briquette to fight against it, it will be difficult for Zilong to win!"
Looking at the situation in the ring, Long Haochen, who was sitting with Li Xin, analyzed.
"That's it! What does Xiaolong think? Could it be that he planned to use the fourth-order skill to carry this axe? This is also unwise. ”
Li Xin leaned out worriedly and looked at the ring, and the two of them also thought the same thing, Yehua and Nalan Shu.
Until that condensed golden phantom enveloped the purple dragon's body!
The contestants in the audience, except for Sheng Caier, were shocked!
"Holy Presence Royal Block!" The holy sword stands up! A golden streak!
The armored female angel waved her wings and protected him behind her wings!
"Liquid spiritual power!" The crowd exclaimed!
Long Haochen and Li Xin stood up excitedly!
Others may not know, but the two of them know how terrifying the purple dragon that has broken through the fifth order is!
——It's really unbelievable, Zilong actually broke through the six major professions in one fell swoop! No! Seven major professions to cultivate!
An all-round knight like never before! Is it finally about to be born?
Long Haochen's eyes were fiery, staring at Zilong's figure in a daze.
"Holy! Old night! You...... You tell me! Is this true? ”
Nalan Shu was very excited, and the fat on both sides of his cheeks trembled.
turned to look at Yehua, but saw that the latter was also excited!
Stand up and jump on the chair and dance like a child.
"Hey! Anterior! It's so nice to watch the game! What kind of madness do you have? We're in the way! ”
The audience sitting in the back row looked at Yehua's back dissatisfiedly and reminded.
"Ahem!" Clenched his fists and coughed, Yehua turned around and apologized embarrassedly.
"Hahaha! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”
In the ring, the female angel's phantom dissipated, Zilong held the sword in both hands, leaned down, and retreated his right leg!
Kick it off! Rush towards the Berserker smoke!
"Sword Rain Ten Thousand Swords Spiritual Sky!" Zilong snorted softly!
Boom~Bang!
A white figure flashed away! In the blink of an eye, he appeared fifty meters behind Dianyan!
Dingding......ding!
A golden long sword instantly surrounded the smoke!
In the ring! The dense golden sword is like a thorn!
It's so much that it's like you're in the land of thorns!
"I ...... I admit defeat......" Dianyan lowered his head in frustration and raised his right hand to admit defeat.
In the elder seat, Ying Suifeng and Han Qian glanced at each other, and the two had different thoughts.
- Pray that in the next game, I can randomly give this kid a strong opponent,
Otherwise...... I can only ask the shadow to test it in private.
After thinking about it, Han Qian turned his head and glanced at the shadow with the wind.
I saw the other party sitting on the throne as if nothing had happened, and the place where he could see was the position of Zilong.
- Now it seems that the credibility of the words of the saint is more reliable,
But what Lao Han said is also curious,
That's it! At the end of the game, if you still can't see it, only the old man will go down in person.
In the audience, an old man with a strange hairstyle, full of white hair, dressed in black, looked at Zilong.
"It's not bad, the spiritual power is not dissipated, and there is a faint hint of sixth-order charm, but even so! The old man still wants to kill the boy! ”
With an angry face, the white-haired old man clenched his fists, as if he wanted to cramp and debone the purple dragon!
In the ring, Sheng Caier glanced at Li Xin and walked down the ring without saying a word.
Seeing Sheng Cai'er's move, Li Xin couldn't help but shout.
"I know you're strong, but I don't need you to abstain because of him!"
Li Xin clenched the red long sword, in addition to cultivation in the past few days,
What she often does is hide on the sidelines and silently watch Zilong and Cai'er.
She envies! She's jealous! There is no hate.
Because she knows that once people's hearts are not there, no matter how they fight for it, it is futile.
I have fantasized countless times about spending the rest of my life with him, but I have forgotten how to speak.
"Do you think it's charity or mercy, I can give up anything but him."
Da! Da! Da!
Leaving a word, Sheng Caier walked back to the rest area without looking back.
Recalling Sheng Cai'er's words, Li Xin looked down at the holy sword in her hand.
- Is that why he would choose you?
That's it...... If I didn't have amazing talent, maybe I would just think of him as a junior brother,
Really...... Rather than love, do I still yearn for the glory of being a knight?
But why is my heart ...... It still moved .......
Looking at Sheng Cai'er who walked out of the ring, everyone in the audience was extremely puzzled.
As Assassin No. 1, she definitely has the strength to defeat Li Xin.
But she chose to give up.
Regarding this point, Long Haochen is one of the few people who knows the answer.
Turning his head to look at Zilong on the side, he saw him looking at Sheng Cai'er with relief.
"It seems that Cai'er, like me, doesn't like to shoot at her own people."
- Fools have foolish blessings, Zilong, Zilong, if you are still the same...... How do you deal with the tribulations ahead?
Sighing secretly, Long Haochen turned his head to look at the ring and continued to watch the game.
Demon hinterland!
"Where's the location?" On the Void Throne, the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu leaned on the throne with his right hand supporting his head.
Under the throne, the blue-haired young man touched his chest with his right hand and saluted.
"The Heartland of the Terrans! Quds League! ”
After listening to the blue-haired young man's answer, the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu frowned slightly and stretched out again.
"It seems...... The day of jihad is not far away......"
Hearing the word jihad, the blue-haired young man's pupils were afraid!
In the history of the Holy Demon Continent, there have been only a handful of holy wars that have broken out!
But without exception!
Every holy war will be a war with heavy casualties!
Even if it is as strong as the Divine Seal Knight, there is still a possibility of falling!
Looking up at the man on the throne, the blue-haired young man was reassured!
In the entire Holy Demon Continent, as long as he personally takes action, even if the Terran Divine Seal Knights gather, the Demon Race can win!
When night fell, on the street to the park, a white-haired young man, dressed appropriately, dressed in white,
Holding a beautiful gift box in his hand, he ran towards the park with an excited expression.
"I don't know if Cai'er will like it."
Above the roof of the town, a black shadow silently followed the purple dragon.
Walking through the garden located in the northeast direction, Zilong quickened his pace and ran towards the southeast garden area.
Bite~!
A sick black dagger is stuck in the ground! Block the way of the purple dragon!
"Who!" Looking around vigilantly, he put away the gift box in his hand, and summoned the Sword of Creation to hold it in his hand.
The man in black hidden on the roof, when he saw the Sword of Creation, a sense of crisis inexplicably rose in his heart!
(End of chapter)