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Continuous onslaught, no longer the danger of exhaustion and ventilation, unless the body can not bear it at all, otherwise you can keep attacking fiercely, defeat the opponent with the power of thunder, and force the enemy to the point that you have to ventilate, at that time the opponent will be defeated, this is the horror of the innate realm.

Now Tang San had realized the terrifying power of this power, a trace of air was sucked into his body from the surface of his body, he had no need to breathe at all, but his body did not feel uncomfortable at all, as if this was an innate instinct.

And at this time, Yin Wujian was facing Tang San's second onslaught, his body changed rapidly, almost to the extreme, and his sharp claws came towards Tang San's throat.

But when he entered within three meters of Tang San, he was under pressure from all directions, which inevitably affected his degree and body technique.

After a pause, a fist had already smashed down towards his chest, Yin Wuji's complexion changed, and he didn't see how Tang San made a move at all.

At this time, the outside world looked at it, and the figure flickered, but he didn't know what was going on, and he slammed his fist straight towards Tang San, as if he had delivered it to the door.

However, Yin Wujian didn't know anything, he didn't know why this was happening, and he blocked Tang San's fist with one claw, the strength in his body vibrate, and the ghostly phantom flickered, suppressing Tang San.

At this moment, Tang San's eyes opened, a cold glow suddenly rose, a monstrous killing machine rose, and the invisible void world unfolded, crushing the oncoming ghost phantom phantom, and at the same time, a punch blasted away the flawless ghost claw, and slammed into his chest.

Bang

Under one punch. Yin Wuji's internal organs shook all over his body, and streams of internal energy rushed into his body, and his complexion changed wildly. frantically agitated the internal energy, dissolved and dissolved these forces, but until the end, he could not completely crack it, and an internal force exploded in his body.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yin Wujian took seven steps backwards, exiting Tang San's aura. He felt the five internal tools burn, as if the fire was burning. He knew that his internal organs had been hit hard, and if he didn't surrender immediately, his future would be affected.

The pale Yin Wujian looked at Tang San viciously, raised his hand and said, "I lost." ”

Yin Wujian is also a character. I couldn't do anything, I stopped immediately, and after admitting defeat, I left the ring without looking back, and quickly went to seek treatment.

Looking at the Yin Wufeng who turned his head and left, Tang San was slightly disappointed, if this person held on, he would seize the opportunity to give him a fatal blow, cutting off his future path, and being able to cultivate into King Kong would not be bad. That means that you are qualified to practice the innate fetal breath, and the future enemy will be pinched and killed in the bud, but it is a pity to miss this opportunity. It's not easy to scrap the yin and the yin.

"If I hadn't wanted to worship under the Northwest King and make a good impression on him, you wouldn't have had a chance to leave. ”

It's been a while since he came to this world, and Tang San also knows that this world still attaches great importance to universal morality, and now he has gradually begun to restrain his behavior, but this is only an expedient measure. When he gains enough strength, he will no longer have to worry about this. Doing what he wants, being at ease is his pursuit.

The voices of the hosts of the martial arts conference sounded: "Gentlemen, ladies, the winner of this game is Tang San, he will advance to the quarterfinals, and the top eight players of the world's first martial arts conference have all appeared." ”

Tang San won, the top eight players also came out, he was the only one in the entire northwest who entered the finals, and all the others were eliminated, Kyushu would be martial, masters from all walks of life gathered, although Zhang Sanqian and others were strong, they couldn't enter the top eight.

The progress of the world's first tournament is very fast, but the top eight players will be decided in one day, and tomorrow, the final quarterfinals, semi-finals, and final will be officially held.

The host's voice echoed in the venue, and the deafening sound of the horn reached everyone's ears: "Gentlemen, ladies, the top eight finalists have been released, they are Haimen Prefecture's Blood No Regrets, Tang San in the Northwest, Sai Miller in East Hanzhou, Wang Yanjun in Xifeng Prefecture, Han Xuefei in Nanyuan Prefecture, Biyue Goddess in Zhongzhou, Shenhua Gongzi in Shenzhou, Yu Linglong in Fengwen Prefecture, except for Dinglong Prefecture in Kyushu, no one in each state has entered the top eight. ”

"The quarterfinals appeared, and today's game has come to an end, let's look forward to tomorrow's game, the world's first martial arts competition, is about to usher in the pinnacle of the battle. ”

The first day of the conference ended successfully, and the audience was still unsatisfied, shouting one by one, looking at the young strong men who were about to leave.

But at this moment, countless divine lights suddenly rose in the sky, and more than a dozen rays of light came from all directions, enveloping the entire venue with terrifying killing intent in mind.

Countless rays of light brought a heavy aura of death, and countless people felt a force like falling into an ice cave, and they couldn't move, watching countless rays of light fall from the sky.

At the critical moment, the eyes of the Northwest King, who was located at the highest point of the venue, flashed coldly, and he snorted coldly, like a thunderstorm in the sky: "Rats, you dare to sneak attack, I can't spare you." ”

The Northwest King stood up from the stands, his right hand shook, a blood-red hilt, a snow-white long knife with a blade appeared, and countless snow-white sword lights rose into the air, slashing towards the brilliance that fell from the sky.

Bang bang bang

Boom, boom, boom

The sky exploded like thunder, and everywhere there was a terrible roar and waves of air, and the light flickered, and the little light fell like raindrops, they had no power, only pure brilliance, and the whole capital was shrouded in this endless light.

And with the Northwest King's move, more than a dozen Cun Zài who were burning with terrifying flames of light fell from the sky, and they were three of them, either with golden skin or blue eyes, some wearing the robes of the Holy Light Sect monks, some wearing classical Western aristocratic costumes, or silver knights Zhankai.

The three of them are the most terrifying, one holds the sword of heroes, it is St. George, the king of mercenaries, and the other holds the staff of pure white thorns, but it is Pope Constantine XIII of Holy Light, the last personable old gentleman, holding a spear of blood, but it is the president of the Demon Hunter Guild Frossis, and the other ten people are all giants of the three major forces in the West, and they came today in a row to besiege and kill the king of the northwest.

Holy Light Pope Constantine XIII looked at the King of the Northwest, and a faint voice sounded: "Evil demons of the East, the light of the Lord will shine here, you will be purified, give your life, ask the Lord for forgiveness, the Lord will let you be liberated." ”

The king of the northwest looked at the thirteen peerless masters in front of him, he had never seen these people, but his eyes were sharp, and he could see at a glance that the weapons in the hands of these people were all divine weapons, although he had never heard of these divine weapons, but it was undeniable that these were indeed divine soldiers.

And the person who spoke in front of him was even more terrifying, his cultivation had reached the realm where he was, and the same was true of the two next to him, the king of the northwest knew that there would be a bitter battle today.

At this time, on all sides of the capital, eight figures broke through the sky, approached the king of Xixi, and confronted the Holy Light Sect and his party. (To be continued)

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