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An arc of ice light emerged from the heavenly spirit, and the brilliance flowed away, twisting into a trembling tiger head, composed of two coat colors, blood red and ice white, a pair of eyes flashed with the brilliance of blue red, the red wriggling tiger's mouth opened violently, two rows of steel knife-like sharp teeth floated with cold white mangs, and a red light wave like an inverted cone shot out of the mouth, and the tiger's roar sounded, as if from the deep mountains far away, from the deep forests, it sounded like a kind of horror that made people feel cold all over the body, fǎngfo has an invisible force to slowly bind people's minds......

The aqua-blue pillar of light was shattered by the red light wave in an instant, the shadow of the knife was annihilated, and the tiger roar that made people's minds shatter suddenly strengthened even more, as if it had become a tangible thing, and the residual red light wave shot towards the old man with fierce and unparalleled power! It looked slow, but it came so quickly, the old man's face changed, he didn't expect that the tiger roaring sky actually used the essence and blood of the early years to derive the heavenly dao supernatural power, and he was caught off guard, and tried his best, and the magic knife in his hand "buzzed" Bounced up, and collided with the red light wave in the vast energy, and with a muffled sound of "choking", the old man took a few steps back in a muffled voice, his face turned blood red, and faint blood stains appeared at the corners of his lips. Tiger Roaring Sky was hit by the dark energy, and it was not comfortable, his teeth were deeply sunk into his lower lip, and the muscles of his face were trembling slightly!

The real fènnu, like a raging fire burning in his heart, the old man jumped up and shouted: "Heavenly Dao" The word "Heavenly Dao" is still rolling in the air, and the tiger roaring on the opposite side has said expressionlessly: "Sword King, I admit defeat!"

According to the old man's personality, of course, he would not use any more killers, and forcibly took back the two words "bondage" that were still dancing on his tongue. Roll over and land. The fat on his cheeks puffed up! Tiger Xiaotian bowed slightly. His face was as deep as ever, and his steps were still as vigorous as flying when he returned.

Jin Peng, who walked back to the venue, couldn't help but praise in his heart: Tiger Xiaotian played smartly, knowing that he was invincible, but he still showed Ziji's combat power in front of His Royal Highness the Prince.

But the old man was full of smoke, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering, so he barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and shouted: "Who else is coming!"

After a slight hesitation, Ling Hu Xiao, who was carrying a silver spear, still stood up. "You!" said the old man. Let him compete with a half-step king and a high-level war marquis, that would be too cheap! Helpless, he looked back at Ling Hu Jue, and what he saw was also a helpless look!

He just wanted to speak, but Ling Hu Xiao spoke, and his tone was calm and slightly respectful: "Predecessor of the Sword King, the junior knows that he is not an opponent, and he has no intention of offending, the junior just has a gun style and wants to ask the senior to guide one or two, I wonder if the senior still remembers?"

After speaking. Squatting, sideways, and moving, the three movements become one. Suddenly rebounded in the air, shot in a weird and unpredictable backhand way, shook and turned, illusion into thousands of stars, omniscient, all-pervasive, and permeable enveloped zhouwéi five zhang Fangyuan, although because of the guānxi of the realm, the gun style is not sharp, but the mystery of it makes the eyes of Linghu, who is also practicing guns, light up!

The old man's reaction was even more jiliè, his heart was beating wildly, and he looked at Ling Hu Xiao with an incredulous gaze as Yijing retracted his gun, and said in a trilling voice that was unexpected by anyone: "You and him shimeguānxi?"

Linghu Xiao's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he held his gun and hugged his fists and said, "Half a disciple." After speaking, he turned around and retreated, leaving only the old man who was like a scorched thunderbolt on the spot!

Linghu Jue had already noticed the old man's abnormality, and hurriedly greeted him, and said eagerly: "Brother, what's the matter?"

With a deep sigh, the old man said, "Brother, your eldest brother's future development will not be under you!"

Stunned for a moment, Ling Hu was speechless for a while, and looked at the old lady Shu who was also confused!

The old man let out a leisurely sigh again, this desolate look, not to mention Ling Fox, Shu Mo, who had been friends with him for many years, had never seen it, and with memories of the past in his voice, the old man said in a low voice: "You are all zhidào, I was rescued by a strong man back then, and I escaped from the hands of the Qingdao League by luck, and this strong man is the legendary Emperor of Guns." ”

Ling Hu Jue was so smart, he immediately understood the old man's meaning, and blurted out: "You mean he is the disciple of the Gun Emperor?"

Nodding heavily, the old man raised his face and said: "When the good deeds were evaluated by the three kings and four lords, it was based on several legendary characters of the human race, one emperor, two emperors, three kings and four lords, this emperor and two emperors were shot in the emperor, except for the old man who was lucky enough to see it once, yijing has not appeared on the mainland for a hundred years, so many people have forgotten about it." Brother, this Gun Emperor has a life-saving grace for my brother, I'm only afraid that the time comes" He continued, but his expression was extremely worried!

Linghu is absolutely mingbái, the elder brother is afraid that Ziji and Linghu Xiao will have a conflict in the future, and they are in a dilemma. So, he said softly: "Brother, don't worry, I" Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice from the magic megaphone: "In the second game, General Linghu Jue won, and in the third game, General Buck will fight General Linghu Jue!"

The onlookers who were still immersed in the unbelievable battle just now burst out, and the sound of hundreds of thousands of people was extremely impressive: "Why is it General Linghu Jue again?"

"He's not going to be trying to pick five, he's tough, he's too tough!"

"No wonder the soldiers of the Falcon Division are so brave, and with such a domineering general, it's hard not to be crazy?"

Among the many praises, of course, there are also many doubts:

"I don't see shime, just those two old men are tough!"

"Yes, if I had these masters around, I would dare to walk sideways!"

But whether it is admiration or doubt, the reputation of Ling Hu Jue and the Falcon Division can be regarded as spreading!

Buck and the others were just about to go downstairs, and Ba Teng said coldly like a demon god who asked for his life: "You don't have to go down, the other party is either a peak battle lord or a half-step king, going up will only humiliate me, or I will go alone!"

Buck, who was already playing the drums in his heart, thought about it, and forced out a smile and said, "Brother and sister, what Brother Teng said is right, as long as you win one game, it will be enough!" Ling Fox Yan, who looked melancholy, sighed and shook his head. Keep your eyes on the field!

Seeing that the other party only came out alone. And it's the same young man I saw last night. The old man was about to go up again, but was stopped by Mrs. Shu, only to see her face calm and her eyes slowly walked out.

His eyes were cold and stiff, Ba Teng looked at Old Madam Shu, and arched his hand: "Ba Teng, the peak battle lord!"

Old Madam Shu squinted slightly, revealing a fierce momentum. He waved his hand slightly and said, "The name of the old body is not worth mentioning, the half-step battle king!"

Zhong Lichao, who has been paying attention to the changes in the field, Nangong Wang and the others are completely stunned, how can there be a half-step king in an instant, and they are only mingbái, because the shime clan is now respectful of Crow City, this is a hard bone, even if it is gnawed, it will only cheapen others, so. There was a look of astonishment on their faces!

On the field, Batten Yijing took off his coat and threw it out. There is a curved iridescent huángsè at the vest of the black power suit, which is the mark of the Flowing Shadow Sect, and his blade is also qiguài, it is two rings, the color is not the same, one is golden, and the other is cyan, and a winged dragon on each carved plate on the ring is used as a handle, and the dragon's eyes are inlaid with two giant magic crystals of the same color and ring color, which looks dazzling and dazzling!

Slightly surprised, Mrs. Shu said: "I didn't expect you to be her disciple, it seems that she can't bear to be lonely!"

With a blank expression on his face, Ba Teng's thin body suddenly moved forward, and Méiyou could see his slightest movement, two flashes of golden and cyan light, and the snake lightning was fleeting.

Old Madam Shu didn't look at it, her body didn't turn, her left hand swung violently, and the sword soared, facing Ba Teng's body! The hidden flash of light was forced out by Jian Gang, and with a "bang", Mang Gang shot out, Ba Teng bypassed like a flowing cloud, and the cyan ring turned into a rolling blue light wave, under his abrupt turn, from different directions but in the same shijiān attack, his speed was too fast, in the blink of an eye, Yijing attacked dozens of moves!

Old Madam Shu looked much more relaxed, the cyan sword was elusive, sharp as electricity, suddenly slashing up and down, slashing left and right, unpredictable, the sword gang brought a sharp roar, as if the wind and clouds in the sky were all attracted!

The two of them are cultivating the wind system fighting spirit, and this fight is like lightning and flint, and in an instant, it is more than a dozen moves!

Zhidàoziji's realm is lower than the other party, of course Ba Teng will not fight, his left hand trembled slightly, the cyan ring was clear and shining like a pool of autumn water, and he coldly reprimanded: "Heavenly Dao, Wind Shadow!" Countless wind blades cut through the air, and a sharp whistling sound, the whistling sound was like a ghost crying, and it was also like a beast with a wounded head screaming, "whoosh" "whoosh", "whoosh"...

Old Madam Shu moved rapidly with a peculiar whirlwind of footwork, only to see a green snake like a flash of lightning brushing past her, appearing and extinguishing and disappearing. The cyan ring in Ba Teng's hand actually took off, and at the moment of taking it off, it turned into a hurricane, and the ring faintly appeared in it, one bright and one extinguished, like the ghost eyes of Er's eyes, attacking Mrs. Shu!

If it were replaced by other half-step kings, kěnéng would have a trace of pressure, but Old Madam Shu was also wind-related, and murmured softly: "Heavenly Dao, wind and thunder!" The sword shadows were strung together into strips of light, condensed into cyan thunderballs, bursting in the hurricane, and the tails of the fǎngfo meteors were weaving through each other, bright and dazzling, dizzying!

Ba Teng's Heavenly Dao seemed to be invincible, and the cyan ring screamed, and spun into his hand again! The faintly rolling sound of wind and thunder rolled towards him almost in no particular order!

Suddenly his color changed, and Buck on the high platform blurted out: "It's not good, Brother Teng is going to be defeated!" Ling Hu Yan said calmly: "Defeated, how can you kěnéng?"

Before her words fell, Batten's figure disappeared into the wind in an instant, "It's the wind!" The old man couldn't help but change color on his face, he secretly took a breath of cold air, and said in a worried voice: "Brother, this young man is even more powerful than we estimated?"

Linghu was stunned, paying full attention to the development of the field, and asked in a low voice, "Is the old lady okay?"

Shu Mo was absolutely confident in Ziji's daughter, his eyes lit up, and he said quietly: "Linghu Gongzi, don't worry, if you really fight, the old man may not be Hui'er's opponent!"

Sure enough, Old Madam Shu's sword turned into a storm, and a spot of light floated on her forehead, condensing into a cyan eye, and as soon as her eyes opened, a blue light enveloped the audience, and Ba Teng's figure immediately appeared! Shu Mo's face floated a little self-satisfaction, and he introduced: "This is the secret method of my Eagle and Horse Clan, Eagle Eye, which can penetrate a qiē escape technique!"

At this time, the golden ring that had not moved Ba Teng finally made a move, and this shot surprised everyone: "Heavenly Dao, Dan Needle!" (To be continued.)