The black hole evolved by the Eight Wheel Palms, ignoring the constraints of space to a certain extent, was covered by the divine power activated by the Water Witch Wave, and quickly disintegrated the crimson light wave while rotating clockwise.

The inheritance secret method of the Void Gate is really extraordinary, not only is it powerful, but it also contains a little power of time, which can forcibly delay the black hole for a trace.

The light wave time supernatural power, in a hundredth of a breath, was disintegrated by the black hole to only a trace, if there is nothing, the water witch wave solemn face, and then surprise into madness.

Because one hundredth of a breath has passed, the black hole has disappeared, there is not much left of the light wave time magic power of the water witch wave, and the lamp is exhausted, but it can't stand the fact that it can really block Yang Yi's martial arts.

Ha ha!

Seeing Yang Yi's momentum plummet, Shui Wubo showed a sneering look on his face, victory belongs to him.

The water witch wave took a step horizontally, circled the horse ploughman, the snake danced and the fist shadow, and the remaining trace of the crimson light wave rotated counterclockwise, gradually recovering to one-third.

The whirlpool surged, and the fury swept in the opposite direction of Yang Yi's martial arts, the divine power reversed, and all the power of the water witch wave burst out.

Victory, after all, is the belonging of the strong! All kitsch was short-lived. Shui Wubo's eyes reflected the momentum of the light wave, and the voice of victory was predicting victory in his heart.

A faint voice came out, "The dawn of victory always disappears behind you!" ”

As soon as this voice sounded, Shui Wubo was terrified, he didn't know where the fear was, relying on the sense of smell that he had cultivated over the years.

But this time, victory is in sight, and Shui Wubo throws away all his senses and just needs to move forward bravely and hit the lore.

Eight wheels of supernatural powers, strangled!

There was a "dingding" sound behind him, and Shui Wubo's eyes were cracked, and at this moment he had no strength to resist, allowing his divine power to penetrate his body from behind, and the bright light in his eyes was extinguished.

The light wave time magic that swept in front of Yang Yi disappeared without a trace, and Yang Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The eight-part wheel supernatural power Yu Wei rolled up Shui Wubo's weak body and flew upside down in a circle, falling heavily in the ring, which was really the attention of everyone.

The battle ended ridiculously quickly, and it was still less than a quarter of an hour.

"Beigulou won strongly in this round and scored another twenty points."

Listening to Wu Qianyou's familiar majestic voice, looking at the ranking of Beigulou on the stone tablet and advancing one more, Yang Yi blushed with a blushing face, and rushed out of the ring quickly with one kick, and the direction and goal were not to view the pavilion.

"Big sister, little sister, retreat quickly, go back to Beigulou!" Qiu Yuecian and Mo Susu, the two daughters in the pavilion, were still carefully reminiscing about Yang Yi's victory, but Yang Yi's loud voice exploded in their minds at the same time.

The two women didn't ask the reason, and quickly caught up with Yang Yi's trajectory.

The three of Beigulou evacuated from the central ring area of Heavenly Fantasy City in a row, and indirectly announced their abstention for the next round of the showdown, Beigulou, this is the end.

It attracted the attention of many forces and doubts.

"What's going on! What else do you want to run if you win? The most doubtful sentence spread to every corner of the center of Heavenly Fantasy City.

Even Wu Qianyou, a strong man like Wu Qianyou, who is usually high, watched the whole process and was silent for a long time.

After a long time, Wu Qian whispered with mosquitoes, shook his head and sighed lightly, obviously seeing some of the strangeness.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's not long in life!"

In the east of the city where the Beigu Building is located, there are usually few people, and it is actually not far from the foot of the Heavenly Fantasy City.

"Remember to lock the door."

A vigorous assault slammed open the door, shouted, and quickly hid in the cultivation room.

Mo Susu, who came after the tail, slammed the door shut with a bang, because the incident happened suddenly, she couldn't figure out the ins and outs, she was ice and snow smart, and it was certain that there must be a demon when things happened.

Among them, Qiu Yuecian stood motionless in the compound of Beigulou, looking up at a pavilion.

She was born with the ability to observe spirits, and she had already noticed a clue, but she hadn't said a word for a long time.

"Yang Yi stinky boy, I don't know what to do!" Mo Susu instinctively shouted, but found that Qiu Yuecian had a solemn look on his mind since he came back, and it was too late to take it back.

Mosusu quickly reached out and covered her mouth, like a little girl who had done something wrong.

"The strength is out of control, Yang Yi is seriously injured in his body, I don't know if he can survive this catastrophe."

"How so? He's a big beater. At first, Mo Susu couldn't believe it, until Yang Yi's continuous coughing sound of pain came from a cultivation room.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

The coughing sound gradually disappeared from strong to weak, and this time even Mo Susu knew that Yang Yi's poor physical condition belonged to Yang Yi's life breath that was so weak that Mo Susu couldn't feel it at all.

Mo Susu couldn't help but rush out, wanting to find out Yang Yi's condition, Qiu Yuecian stretched out his hand to grab Mo Susu, shook his head and stopped her.

"He's alive! You can't disturb him, or he'll be even more dangerous. ”

"Babble!" The petite figure was so anxious that he paced the ground and stopped his impulsive body.

"I don't know where Yang Yi's real injury is, it has deteriorated to such a terrifying extent in less than half an hour."

If Yang Yi's breath of life hadn't fallen and was almost inaudible, Qiu Yuecian still had some means to play, and now she had more than enough heart but not enough strength.

"Go to the special qualifying challenge!" Qiu Yueciao's mood was extremely bad, and he scolded regardless of the image of a lady, and smashed his white and tender fist on the stone table.