Chapter 708: Zong Wuxin
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The next competition is also difficult to participate in.
However, there is no doubt that after defeating the Nine Shadows of the Gods, the Qingxue Fairy will also step into the ranks of the Heavenly Proud King!
In this way, among the top five, the Flowing Immortal Sect occupies three places!
The brilliant results have long surpassed the Flowing Immortal Sect of any era!
The bronze hall flashed with blue light, and a dragon roared loudly in the sky!
"The fourth dragon gate is open!" The three high-level leaders were overjoyed!
The Great Elder was shocked: "Before the final battle, the fourth dragon gate will be opened, and the quality of this year's Kowloon Competition is much higher than that of previous years!"
Mo Zichen also looked forward to it, and a thought appeared in his mind: "Great Elder, you say, will the fifth dragon gate be opened this time?"
The white eyebrows suddenly raised, and the great elder groaned a little, but he didn't object!
This year's Kowloon Race is unprecedentedly fierce, surpassing any generation of Kowloon Race, and no one can be sure what the final outcome will be!
Opening the fourth dragon gate in advance really relieved the three powerhouses, the new area discovered five years ago has not been completely swept away, there are many treasures missing, and their ten geniuses will enter it, and they will gain something.
Immediately afterwards, the bronze hall re-emitted blue light, and a new ring appeared in the sinkhole.
Ten Nine Dragons geniuses flew up again.
The black puppet indifferently announced the next battle: "Qingxue Fairy, you have no intention of fighting the sect!"
Zong Wuxin?Qingxue Fairy was a little helpless and went to the ring slightly.
Zong Wuxin had a cold light in his eyes: "Let's shoot!"
Unexpectedly, the Qingxue Fairy gave a salute, and her voice was like heaven: "I admit defeat." ”
After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked out of the ring, at this time, she was not Zong Wuxin's opponent at all.
"Hmph, let you admit defeat so happily, eat me and say it again!" Zong Wuxin was angry, Chen Mengqing had made him suffer a loss, and he hadn't been able to get it back from the people of the Flowing Immortal Sect?
"Wind Shadow Follow!" Zong Wuxin instantly turned into an invisible wind, filling every corner of the ring!
At this time, the Qingxue Fairy has not yet stepped out of the ring, according to the rules, it is not a complete admission of defeat, and the black puppet is still continuing by default, and there is no obstruction!
Chen Mengqing coquettishly said: "Sister Qingxue, run!"
A trace of annoyance, permeating his eyes, this sect has no heart, and his mind is too narrow-minded!
There is a debtor who is wronged, and he can't recover the debt from Chen Mengqing, so he actually took the Qingxue Fairy to be angry, what is too much is that the Qingxue Fairy obviously admits defeat, and Zong Wuxin catches up and fights!
Bai Jian was also very angry: "If he is still the king of Tianjiao, don't you know how to write the word face?"
Under the ring, there was a lot of scolding, this sect was unintentional, and the character was really difficult to compliment.
The Wind God Hall Lord and the Supreme Elder were a little embarrassed on their faces, and the unintentional behavior of the sect really embarrassed the sect!
When the Qingxue Fairy heard this, she immediately sensed that something was wrong, and her heart moved, and a three-zhang thick ice wall condensed behind her!
He himself flew off the stage.
Bang -
The wall of ice behind him was crushed by some terrible wind in an instant!
With one palm, the danger slapped behind the snow fairy.
Fortunately, the Qingxiu fairy hid in time, and there was an ice wall to resist for a moment, but he failed to do so.
However, the splashed ice fragments were like meteorites smashing on the back of the Snow Fairy.
Wow -
When the snowman is still in the air, he is subjected to gravity and opens his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blood!
Stumbling and falling into the ring, Qingxue Fairy had anger in her eyes, and looked back at Zong Wuxin.
"Hmph, do you people from the Flowing Immortal Sect only admit defeat and run away?" Zong Wuxin didn't feel that his actions were shameful at all, but he was annoyed that the Qingxue Fairy ran too fast!
In the audience, there was a lot of swearing.
"Zong Wuxin, do you want to be shameless? Everyone admits defeat and is still chasing after them?"
"That's it, we can all see that she's weak, and you're embarrassed to do it!"
......
Zong Wuxin ruthlessly shot his eyes fiercely, and said contemptuously: "If you are not convinced, you can come up and fight for her!"
This remark made the angry audience angry, but they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.
"A bunch of waste who can only shout!" Zong Wuxin snorted coldly, and finally his eyes flashed and fell on Jiang Baiyu.
"Liuxian Sect, you are the only one left, don't tell me, you have to admit defeat like these two women!" Zong Wuxin said coldly.
Jiang Baiyu's eyes were cold, and he stared coldly at Zong Wuxin.
"What, unconvinced?" Zong Wuxin sneered and said contemptuously: "Do you still want to avenge the two women? If you want revenge, fight with me, don't run away!"
After the black puppet dealt with the scene, he announced the next battle: "Jiang Baiyu, the battle sect has no heart!"
Zong Wuxin grinned: "It seems that you and I will inevitably fight! Remember, if you want revenge, don't run away! I want to see why you are valued by Long Tianlin!"
Jiang Baiyu pouted with cold eyes, flew through the ring, and didn't say a word.
"Wind Shadow with you!" Zong Wuxin snorted coldly, turning into the wind of nothingness, filling any corner of the ring!
It was the strongest blow when it came up, and Zong Wuxin didn't underestimate Jiang Baiyu!
Chen Mengqing was defeated by this move, how long can Jiang Baiyu hold on?
After all, judging from the battle situation, Chen Mengqing seemed to be higher than Jiang Baiyu.
Just as everyone was surprised, a sonorous sound came into everyone's ears.
As far as the eye could see, Jiang Baiyu's body suddenly appeared with seven hundred divine weapons!
Each handle is a spirit-level divine weapon, indestructible!
Seven hundred divine soldiers, lined up one after another, guarded within three zhang of Jiang Baiyu.
It's impenetrable, it's all divine soldiers, don't talk about people, even a fly can't be put in!
Click-
At this moment, a row of divine soldiers behind Jiang Baiyu suddenly shook!
"Kill!" Jiang Baiyu didn't look back, and snorted lowly.
Snort-la-la
The divine soldiers behind him immediately strangled towards the moving place!
There are 700 divine weapons, and the power is so great that it is enough to strangle the Emperor Dacheng.
Dealing with the Peak Emperor, especially the Heavenly Pride King like Zong Wuxin, although there was no harm, it was enough to force his figure out of the wind!
Sure enough, under the sweep of countless divine soldiers, with a few sonorous sounds, Zong Wuxin, who was integrated into the wind, was blocked several times, and the speed slowed down, revealing his body!
At this time, he was quietly lurking towards Jiang Baiyu, and had already come to Jiang Baiyu's three zhang, and was about to give Jiang Baiyu a fatal blow!
Zong Wuxin was slightly annoyed, these * controlled divine soldiers are not very powerful, but they are extremely numerous, which is quite tricky.
His Wind Shadow is accompanied by certain obstacles!
Whoosh -
However, what made Zong Wuxin's pupils shrink was that in his afterglow, Jiang Baiyu's figure disappeared in place in an instant!
Not good!
Jiang Baiyu's incomparably forced physique is far above the Nine Shadows of the Gods, and he will not forget this!
Without any hesitation, Zong Wuxin melted into the wind again and dissipated into nothingness!
However, what made Ling Zong unintentionally think was that almost at the same time as he disappeared, the seven hundred divine weapons scattered and shot in all directions!
The degree of density, each sword is less than half a meter apart, and it is impossible to pass through the sword formation without movement.
Moreover, the sword array swept in a momentum, overwhelmingly approaching, occupying half of the ring, and Zong Wuxin had no way to dodge.
And Jiang Baiyu was so fast that he couldn't capture his existence at all.
Finally, the sword array swept half of the ring, forcing him into a corner, and he had to show his shape!
"Get out!" Zong Wuxin roared angrily, grabbed it casually, and a wild python wind swept away all the divine soldiers who were deceiving and stabbing closely.
However, at this moment, Jiang Baiyu's afterimage suddenly appeared, and a bloody fist slammed into it!
Zong Wuxin's face changed, he didn't dare to resist, he grabbed it with both hands, and a barrier condensed by a strong wind surrounded his chest at high speed, squeezing out all the energy around him!
This kind of high-speed rotating wind wall can quickly dissolve the incoming energy, and the defense is more amazing than that of a stationary wall.
Jiang Baiyu's expression was calm, and the terrifying punch of the power of qi and blood did not stop without any stagnation, and smashed it with a bang!
Crackling -
Rotating the wind wall, it really blocked Jiang Baiyu with a punch!
But!
Click-
Boom -
The wind wall was torn in an instant!
The high-speed rotating wind can indeed bounce the energy away, but if the strength of the attack far exceeds that of the wind wall, it will be useless!
Boom Boom
Zong Wuxin's face changed suddenly, he underestimated Jiang Baiyu's strength of qi and blood!
"Drink!" Zong Wuxin wrapped his arms around the hurricane, resisting his chest!
This is the last line of protection!
Click-
Jiang Baiyu slammed his fist into Zong Wuxin's arms, and the surrounding hurricane whined and dispersed.
Immediately afterwards, Zong Wuxin's arms suffered an unprecedented force, and his bones were suddenly broken!
The fist was castrated, and the remaining strength smashed on Zong Wuxin's cheek!
Suddenly, his cheeks were red and swollen!
Zong Wuxin suffered from pain, and his heart was terrified, he was worthy of being the person who defeated the Nine Shadows of the Gods, and his strength was extraordinary!
Enduring the severe pain, borrowing the thrust of a punch, Zong Wuxin melted into the wind and disappeared again.
However, Jiang Baiyu smelled the breath of the dragon's spirit, and he must be healing himself quickly!
Whoosh whoosh -
Seven hundred divine swords swept through the ring again, and quickly found traces of Zong Wuxin!
Jiang Baiyu's speed is extremely fast, comparable to teleportation, and it is a palm when he steps forward!
Ahh
After taking another punch, Zong Wuxin screamed, shocked and angry, re-transformed into a style, and dissipated invisible.
However, the Wind Shadow he was proud of accompanied by the Heavenly Divine Soldiers could not play an effective role at all.
It is often easy to detect the position, and then Jiang Baiyu chases and kills at an almost instantaneous speed, giving him a hard punch!
In just a few hours, Zong Wuxin suffered no less than twenty strokes!
Covered in blood, broken bones abound, and a face was beaten into a pig's head, intentionally or unintentionally!
When fighting against Chen Mengqing and Qingxue Fairy, Zong Wuxin, who looked down on the world, was only restrained to death and constantly beaten in the hands of Jiang Baiyu.
The most important thing, Zong Wuxin's dragon spirit salivation, is about to run out!
This battle will soon be over!
Mo Zichen's beautiful eyes rippled, and there was no shock in her heart, Jiang Baiyu gave her too much shock, which made her completely numb.
She was just excited that the Flowing Immortal Sect could actually capture a second place!
The Great Elder was also extremely relieved, only he knew that Jiang Baiyu had not exerted his full strength, at least there were killer features such as "Purple Ice Divine Eyes", which had never come in handy.
Seeing that Zong Wuxin was losing and retreating, the big event had been decided, and the audience was applauding.
"Damn, you're being beaten to death now, right?" r1152