This battle will finally come to an end!

In the last sound, the floating illusion was blasted out of the field and landed on the ground with a thud.

This monk, who was determined to surpass his guide, failed again in the end, and a look of great loss appeared in his eyes.

And in the battlefield a few steps away, Fushengmeng looked at it with a cold face.

If you want to talk about misery, the appearance of the floating dream at the moment is much worse than the floating dream, the snow-white clothes, dyed bright red, the skin is scarred, and the hair is messy.

"Or you're losing!"

It's not ordinary enough, and the floating dream said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, in the phantom eyes, the color of loss was suddenly suppressed by the rebellious intent, and it immediately looked vicious.

"Next time, next time I will definitely beat you. ”

Swish!

Swept away.

This battle is completely over!

......

When the floating dream came back, everyone simply congratulated them, and they didn't laugh too much, so as not to stimulate the floating illusion on that side.

Lang Konghuan didn't know what Chuanyin said, which caused a big roll of the floating dream.

"Next battle, Qi Huang, Southern Cyclamen!"

On the top of the highest mountain, the old man in the yellow shirt shouted again, and the next battle began immediately, and it was another battle of focus.

Not only in the mystery with the Southern Cyclamen, but also because Qi Huang has a spiritual treasure in his hand, does the Southern Cyclist have it in his hand, if not, can he defeat the opponent with the spiritual treasure like a floating dream and a wave of joy?

The two of them entered the arena, and everyone's eyes looked at each other again.

Nan Xianke's previous performance was very outstanding, and Qi Huang was a shrewd person who loved to play tricks, and he vaguely felt that this person might be the monk that Weiyang Divine Palace really wanted to cultivate, and he didn't dare to despise the other party at all.

"I didn't expect that Weiyang Shrine still hides such a master as Brother Nan, if I had known earlier, I would have made friends with Brother Nan. ”

Qi Huang said gracefully.

Nan Xianke smiled slightly when he heard this, noncommittal.

On this person's face, there is a smile on his face all day long, and he can't feel the real emotion under his smile at all.

"Brother Nan is so powerful, I don't dare to hide it more, so I will directly ask you to pick up my Canghai stove. ”

"Good!"

The heat wave is rolling in!

This time, Qi Huang directly took out the Canghai stove and bombarded it.

The southern cyclamen flashed away, without a hard connection.

......

No, I don't.

Only flash.

Like the floating dream and the wave of the sky, it seems that he also has the idea of consuming the power of the other party's primordial gods.

But the crowd frowned.

"Did he forget about Qi Huang eating Dan before? or do you think Qi Huang will stop eating this time?"

"No way!"

"Since Qi Huang has made the first year of junior high school, he will never care about fifteen, the opposite skin has been lost, if the real Yuan Shen is overconsumed today, he will definitely eat Dan. ”

The crowd was talking again.

This discussion was transmitted into the battlefield, and Qi Huang's face darkened for a while, and his heart quickly became angry!

If everyone fights him like this, it will undoubtedly make him lose face again and again. Originally, I wanted to pretend to be a senior brother's bearing, but at this moment, I looked at the eyes of the southern cyclamen, and it had already begun to become cold.

With a ruthless heart, the furnace in the sea became even more crazy.

Buzz –

A huge humming sound sounded, the lid of the furnace flew up, and the roar of the beast spread!

Then a flame flew out!

The sea beast that had caused great trouble to the floating dream before was born again and chased after the southern cyclamen, and the speed was very fast.

The Southern Cyclamen did not have a doppelganger like the Floating Dream, so he could only flee at the same time, and at the same time, he counterattacked with a sword in his hand, and the sword shadow swept away the void, and the void shook like the surface of the water, blocking the momentum of the sea beast's pursuit.

Boom –

Boom, began to explode.

......

Although the Southern Cyclamen was powerful, he also held up the crazy attack of the spirit treasure of the Canghai Furnace, and began to get injured, but the movement of dodging did not change.

This scene also made everyone even more confused.

"What do you think?"

At this moment, it was Red Storm who asked first.

"Could this person be that he deliberately wants to humiliate Qi Huang and attack his heart?"

Fu Shengbi said.

"It's possible!"

Everyone nodded one after another, but Yue Yueran and Feng Yi did not react, and everyone looked at them.

"Attacking the heart is indeed a good strategy, but the problem is that Qi Huang's current attack is completely released by the Canghai Furnace, not from himself, not to mention that this treasure has a spirit. No matter how hard you attack your heart, it will be difficult to mess up the offensive of the Canghai Furnace. ”

Feng Yi said.

Everyone pondered it carefully, and they also felt that it made sense, and nodded again.

As a result, I became even more confused.

"Look at it, Nan Xianke is a person who is very deep in the city, and I believe that he must be brewing some powerful means. ”

Yue Yuran also spoke.

When everyone heard this, they looked at it carefully.

......

Little by little, time passed.

The figure of the southern cyclist is like a fairy, and the sword is like a fairy, even if it is injured, it is still an indescribable immortal aura, giving people a very ethereal feeling.

Maybe it was a bit miserable to be hunted down, and come up with more means, among the spells blasted out by the long sword, the silver light was bright, and after these spells were broken, the silver light did not dissipate immediately, and exploded and splashed in the void, and after the battlefield, a dazzling silver light.

"That's it, there's something wrong with this!"

Yue Yueran's eyes suddenly opened, staring at those silver lights, and finally found something.

"No, it's not the silver light, it's the residual power in the silver light, which looks scattered...... But there's definitely something quirky about it. ”

Yue Yueran's mind was racing, but he didn't say it.

And at this moment, in the battlefield, Qi Huang had not yet noticed anything, and continued to frantically urge the Canghai Furnace to chase and kill the Xiangnan Cyclamen, and himself, the distance from the Canghai Furnace was unconsciously a little bigger.

......

"Daoyou, I'm sorry, I won this battle!"

Suddenly, the Southern Cyclamen spoke.

Qi Huang, like all the monks, was stunned when he heard it, and he didn't know why.

At this moment, Nanxian stabbed in the direction of the sky with a light sword, this sword did not carry any fireworks in the world, and it was indescribably ethereal.

Boom –

A sword strikes out, triggering the thunder!

Silver-white thunder, falling straight from the sky, bombing down, in the battlefield, as if suddenly suffering from heavenly punishment, ushered in the baptism of thunder one after another!

These thunderbolts did not hit Qi Huang, but those shattered silver lights!

Snort -

There was a terrifying sound of tearing the air, and those broken silver lights were blasted by thunder, and they all condensed into a silver big sword, which pierced in the direction of Qi Huang.

Heaven and earth!

From every direction!

It's like a big array activating, a hundred swords are galloping, all fingers are yellow!

......

Seeing this, Qi Huang's eyes were full of shock.

hurriedly set up a defensive spell, and summoned the Canghai furnace in front of him to come back to protect himself.

But how to get there!

Canghai lit a furnace before it flew halfway, and the sword shadow that was close to it had already hit, and there was a rumbling sound, Qi Huang was drowned by the silver light, and the sound of screams came from it.