"One, two, three...... Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen!"

The Ghost King carefully checked the number of spirit swords in Leng Hong's lower domain, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned his head to look at Sun Chong with a pale face and asked, "How many spirit swords did Leng Hong use to defeat Murong Xue just now?"

Sun Chong's eyes almost burst into flames. His voice was hoarse, and he clenched his fists and whispered, "It's eleven." ”

At this moment, the Ghost King's face almost showed a look of despair, and he suddenly moved the True Yuan of his whole body in his chest, and shouted loudly towards the bottom of the mountain: "Leng Hong, I fuck your ancestors, and you are shameless to bully the small." When you came to participate in the selection of the first person in the Void Underworld Period, your grandmother's face was eaten by dogs?"

The Ghost King's shout suddenly alarmed all the cultivators watching the battle on the mountain.

Watching Murong Xue walk down with a gloomy face before, everyone felt infinitely sad, and now another genius is about to be defeated by this strange old man, and people all feel extremely unwilling and hateful in their hearts for a while.

If it weren't for Leng Hong, such a ring match would have been such a wonderful and shocking event, and talented cultivators would have been born. One is stronger than the other, like the waves that follow one after another, and the game will be lifted one after another.

And now, this old and refined monster in the Great Perfection of the Void has intervened in such a game out of thin air, mixing the competition that was supposed to be a centennial event into a ball of mud, and any genius born has been viciously suppressed by him to prevent him from coming forward.

Although everything Leng Hong did was within the rules of the competition, as an immortal who was known as the first person under the scattered immortals, he blushed and fought with the juniors for the apple that only a child likes, are you embarrassed?

In an instant, a huge uproar on the peaks boiled and rang out, and when people cursed Leng Hong shamelessly, they almost threw stones and peels to smash him.

Within Leng Hong's Sword Domain, Zhou Dong also tried his best to open the Divine Fire Domain, struggling to resist the thick and viscous external forces.

And at this moment, Leng Hong waved eighteen spinning golden swords from afar, forming a long line of swords, like a real dragon, and tearing at the circumference at great speed.

The power of this slippery sword was extremely great, and it was extremely easy to cut through the True Flame Realm that was moving around like a deep sea spiral, stabbing the air with a flash of fire, and shooting towards his chest with the sharp momentum of the Golden Stone Cave.

"This time the week is in danger!"

The chubby Yu Shun hid his knife-like gaze in the dark in an instant, and let out a long breath in his heart.

"Oh my God, it's over"

At this moment, the ghost king swallowed back the scolding that was about to be shouted out again, and he stretched his neck and felt extremely suffocated in his chest for a while. A wave of anger seemed to be fermented, swelling wildly, and his eyes were full of despair.

And Murong Xue had black lines on her forehead at the moment, she didn't know why she was in such a hurry for Zhou Dong's battle, even the snow mountain collapsed in front of her, and she was frequently panicked when Zhou Dong was in danger.

Is it because for so many years, Zhou Dong is the only peerless genius who can be compared to himself? Is it because of the sense of introductory knowledge that rises in his heart?

Murong Xue now knew that she couldn't figure out these things, and a dark golden dragon scale suddenly appeared between her fingers, which was solemnly handed over to her by the second hall master, telling her that no matter how far away. As long as she is in danger and crushes this dragon scale, the second hall master will rush to save her token as quickly as possible.

And now she did not hesitate to use this extremely valuable talisman to pray for Zhou Dong a chance to save his life.

Just when Murong Xue's fingers were about to be pinched hard. But it stopped in an instant, and the fingers suddenly turned pale because of the excessive force.

Murong Xue saw that in the sword realm, Zhou Dong did not close his eyes, and when a flying sword struck Zhou Dong at a rapid speed, everyone suddenly felt that Zhou Dong's full body strength suddenly converged deeply.

And in the Zhou Dong [body], the force ring outside the golden crow's body was violently compressed, and the two light purple thick force rings and the ten small force rings inside were all condensed into one place at this moment, and the power in the Zhou Dong knife body was narrow to an extreme, and a very slight wind breaking sound slashed towards the golden dragon.

Mixed Yuan Sutra.

Up to now, Zhou Dong has practiced the number 360 martial arts in this martial arts pavilion. Although it has not reached the realm of the fusion of the three power rings, it is not far off, and this means is when Haiqing City is so arrogantly shouting. Zhou Dong didn't use it, and the thing that was used as the bottom of the pressure box was finally taken out until now. ,

"When" the ground flashed with firelight, and Zhou Dong Huo Ran, who had condensed countless times the true yuan, collided with the golden dragon head-on, and after a dumb earthquake, a shock wave with Zhou Dong as the center spread rapidly to all around.

In an instant, the sand and rocks flying in the valley "shot out like the most terrifying hidden weapon." The surrounding mountain walls were suddenly shot with thousands of holes. Countless rocks poured down like rain.

And under this blow, Zhou Dong and Leng Hong snorted at the same time and retreated back sharply. Both men were pale and short of breath at the same time. But it was clearly quite a fight.

With the knife that moved around, the valley was completely still. The ghost king Sun Chong and the others stared at the vision in the venue as if they were stupid, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Even if they are at a lower level, they have understood it until now. Zhou Dong, the master, had not been able to show all his strength all along. In high-end competitions such as the first sword of the Sea Soul, this pervert has always had spare strength.

Now Murong Xue also felt completely stupid. The mountain wind blew her white dress, but her body was as stiff as if it was moving.

"Eighteen golden swords without being defeated?"

Murong Xue's heart seems to be beating now, "In her eyes, time is frozen on Fang Cai's knife."

Leng Hong's eleven golden swords had already made him vomit blood. And under the eighteen golden swords, Zhou Dong can actually fight with him to lose both, doesn't that mean that Zhou Dong is much stronger than himself?

Wouldn't that mean that if there was no Leng Hong, this Sea Soul First Sword Competition, he would not be qualified to win the final victory at all?

Murong Xue remembered that since the game had been in the game for so long, Zhou Dong had always had a faint smile on his face, that is, at the moment when everyone was worried about not working, he was calm and calm. Murong Xue knew that this bastard kid had always known in his heart.

Now that I think about it, Zhou Dong ravaged Haiqingcheng with a knife in the first battle, and at this time, this kid was obviously deliberately playing with him with a knife, but it was ridiculous that the thief god was still so arrogant and arrogant and rushed upward.

And when everyone was still in shock, they suddenly felt an unusual sound outside the field.

Everyone hurriedly swept their eyes there, and found the thief god Hai Qingcheng who had woken up leisurely at some point. Lying there like a bloody gourd, seeing Zhou Dongfang's knife. With his hand trembling, he pointed forward with a "vomit" and turned his back again.

Seeing this scene, there was a "boom", and there was a burst of laughter on the peaks, and suddenly all kinds of cheers and cheers rang out at once.

The cultivators watching the battle felt that it was too enjoyable, and in the end, Leng Hong did not destroy all the geniuses that sprouted, because there was a genius who had grown to the point where he was enough to hold on.

And the final of the first sword of the Sea Soul shined because of Zhou Dong's appearance, which made this centennial feast suddenly starry.

"Leng Hong, you old horseman, now you are still crazy. How about "the heroes of the world, it's not that you can completely destroy the light." ”

"Come on, come on, hack that old man to death and cut it into a blood gourd like Haiqingcheng. ”

"Zhou Dong is very hard, the final victory belongs to you. ”

"Leng Hong" If you are interested, you can go down by yourself, why bother to be embarrassed here with an old face. Hahaha......"

As the mountains boiled, Shang Yaqing, Xiao Yu and the nine beauties were all cheering and jumping excitedly. Today's Zhou Dong is suppressed by the cold flood, the twists and turns of the battle, and the protrusions of different peaks, which make people dizzy and hearty.

When Zhou Dong slashed back the power of Leng Hong's eighteen golden swords with one sword, everyone knew that today would be a day of jubilation, and there would be a blood-boiling battle in the valley. In any case, Zhou Dong has once again written a legend in this battle, and his name will surely be forever recorded in the history of Sea Soul Island along with his sword.

For such an epic hero, these beauties went crazy together.

No one guessed Zhou Dong's ultimate strength because Zhou Dong hid himself too deeply. And his endless methods also make people ignore the power behind everything he hides.

By refining countless rare elixirs. Zhou Dong's skill rose rapidly, and in the days before the competition, Zhou Dong also seized all the time to refine those golden pills, so that his strength was slightly midstream in the early stage of the void. ,

The Gengjin long knife in his hand was no less powerful than a fourth-level spiritual weapon, and such a sharp power made it possible for Zhou Dong to tear apart all the true elements.

And the kung fu and mixed yuan scriptures at the bottom of the box, which are the highest-ranked martial arts in the martial arts pavilion.

And as a secret that the demon clan does not pass on, as if it is tailor-made for Zhou Dong, it is just suitable for Zhou Dong's Golden Crow cultivation, such a martial art is many times stronger than Murong Xue's streamer sword technique, and how can the power exerted not produce the effect of breaking the earth.

So many elements added together" can only be said that Zhou Dong has made the most adequate preparations for himself to face Leng Hong Now in the field, Zhou Dong and Leng Hong gave up their useless domain power at the same time, and fought together in one place.

The two of them hit the real fire at the same time, and the sword shook a fierce mountain wind, and lightning and thunder roared for a while. Boom, the whole valley trembled.

And Murong Xue looked at this battle now, and the more she looked at it, the more frightened she felt, the more she felt tightened, and her palms were soaked in cold sweat.

Leng Hong's sword path has reached an extremely high realm, every sword is brilliant when it is swung out, and every sword carries the mysterious power of heaven and earth. It's amazingly tough.

Under such a sword path, Murong Xue felt that he was already confused, if he was really fighting in the field, then he would have already been unable to cope with the defeat by now.

Murong Xue now knew that this Leng Hongzun was in the Great Perfection Stage of the Void and Darkness, and he did have extremely profound karma. It's not exactly brute force to bully them.

And Murong Xue looked at Zhou Dong again, but she felt a "hiss" in her heart, and the shock that Zhou Dong brought to her was by no means under the cold flood.

The long knife glowed blue. The extremely low sound of breaking wind showed that the strength in the knife had been condensed to an extreme. At every turn, it is the tragic momentum that tears everything that stands in front of it.

And the sword realm wielded by Zhou Dong even made Murong Xue feel frightened and dizzy when he saw it.

The power of the Dao of Heaven and Earth with a sense of silence on Zhou Dong's long knife was sharp and ruthless to the extreme, and its condensed murderous aura and bloody rhyme were only a lot more than that murderous thief god Hai Qingcheng.

For such a knife technique, Murong Xue had nothing to do but smile bitterly in her heart, she couldn't imagine it. What kind of tragic battle did Zhou Dong go through that would make this junior who was only a teenager in the cultivation world. It condenses this kind of sword realm that exists specifically for killing.

Zhou Dong's long knife did not fall behind in the process of fighting against Leng Hong, and even became more and more courageous, and fought frantically with Leng Hong to gain the upper hand.

Chen Qingfeng and Yu Shun, who were standing outside the court, saw Zhou Dong's knife technique, and felt that their hearts twitched fiercely.

Chen Qingfeng's face turned pale, he knew. With the full play of Zhou Dong's sword technique, he Chen Qingfeng would lose extremely miserably in the end, much more humiliating than the defeat under Murong Xue.

Chen Qingfeng clenched his fists at the moment, and the blood in his palms was dripping with blood from ten fingernails, but he didn't know it, the pain in his heart was hundreds of times more painful than his **.

The chubby Yu Shun looked at Zhou Dong's sword technique, and he secretly shouted in his heart that he was glad that he did not have a bad relationship with this little ancestor.

If you want to be the enemy of someone with such a knife technique, then who is the killer and who is the lamb to the slaughter?

The peaks boiled, and so did the battles between the valleys.

The battle between Zhou Dong and Leng Hong was unexpectedly undecided for a whole hour, and the fierce duel made every cultivator who watched the battle cry out wildly, and their hearts were full of excitement. I feel that this centennial event is worth the trip.

watched the more and more brave the battle in the field, he played a real fire of Zhou Dong. At this moment, even Shang Luo felt a rush of enthusiasm for fighting rising out of thin air.

Since being defeated by Leng Hong, he has been dormant for too long, he has endured it for too long, and today, looking at Zhou Dong's current strength, he is very likely to return the revenge of that battle for himself under the watchful eye of all people. Shang Luo felt that the sullen breath in his heart could finally be spit out for a long time.

And all of a sudden, Shang Luo's gaze was fixed on one place,

【...... Chapter 0398: Zhou Dong vs. Leng Hong (2)】