Chapter 103: Winner of the Final, Who Survived
"Poof......
With a pop, I saw blood spurting from Wang Buer's dragon arm, which was caused by the fact that he couldn't stand the backlash of the eight-gravity force.
His Earth Collapse Fist has already comprehended the eighth gravity path, but this Earth Collapse Fist, if he wants to hurt people, he will hurt first, and it has extremely high requirements for the physical body.
In just a moment, his entire arm, blood spilled out, and his bones clicked, as if they would collapse at any moment!
On the other side, Lu Xuankui was also uncomfortable, he felt that the opponent's fist had a lot of great power, one was higher than the other, his White Tiger Killing Knife was driven by the shock, as if it would collapse at any time, and the heavy force seemed to be about to break through the White Tiger Killing Knife and touch his flesh!
"Boom!"
With a roar, Wang Buji snorted, knocked a few steps back, and on his right arm, the dragon scales peeled off, the skin and flesh flipped over, blood splashed everywhere, and hung softly on his side, and the bones inside had broken inch by inch!
And Lu Xuankui's complexion also changed suddenly, the White Tiger Killing Knife exploded, blood overflowed from his mouth, and he fell on the edge of the ring, touching his chest with his hand, staring at Wang Buer tightly, and the fierce light in his eyes flashed wildly!
"Okay, this final, a draw!"
At this moment, on the presiding stage, Elder Lei's deep voice sounded.
As soon as the words fell, Lu Xuankui on the side of the ring finally spurted out a mouthful of blood.
And Wang Fuji, standing still in the forest, has undiminished momentum!
It was only at this time that everyone reacted, and the two fought in a draw, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.
This battle is extremely exciting. The brilliant pseudo-supernatural powers popped up several at once. And Wang Bu'er has become a black black horse that can't be blacker, and under the first battle, he actually tied with the senior brother!
What's even more amazing is that this king is actually one of the dragon people of the Bailing clan, and it is the royal blood of the dragon people!
The two disciples of Qingfeng turned out to be both from the Bailing clan, and they were all amazingly talented, and it was rumored that the Bailing clan had more geniuses, and it was true.
"It's a tie. Above the clouds, the Lord of Qi Le Peak sighed.
Compared with the two, Wang Fuji seems to be more tenacious. The Spiral Peak Lord shook his head and said slowly.
Several people are high-level real people, their eyesight is extraordinary, just in the ring, one move separated, Wang Buer has actually lost consciousness, but he is standing still, and the momentum on his body is undiminished, while Lu Xuankui is half-kneeling on the ground, covering his chest with his hands, from the perspective of his heart, he makes a judgment.
"The combat skills of the White Tiger Divine Clan are more than that, but Lu Xuankui's cultivation is limited and he can't exert his true power. The Lord of Qi Lefeng commented slowly, but when he talked about Wang Buer, he showed a puzzled look on his face, "And that Wang Buer, under one punch, there seems to be a few gravity Dao, and the dragon people don't seem to have heard of this pseudo-magical power." ”
"There are thousands of pseudo-supernatural powers in the world, and it is not something we can count, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than the skin of supernatural powers, the appearance of the Tao. The Torture Peak Lord shook his head and sighed.
While everyone was talking, there was a sudden change on the field!
"Tie, did Lao Tzu agree!"
I saw that Wang Bu'er, who was standing still, suddenly burst into a shout, and the eyes that were originally empty and out of focus suddenly burst into bright light!
Before the words fell, I saw Wang Buer's huge body like a bulldozer, rushing towards Lu Xuankui, who was half-kneeling on the ground and couldn't move!
"Boom!"
With a roar, Lu Xuankui spat blood, flew upside down, fell into the ring, and rolled down to the dust!
"You ......" Lu Xuankui, who rolled to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, pointed at Wang Buer in the ring, rolled his eyes, and finally fainted.
On the field, there was silence.
Elder Lei was also stunned for a moment, then reacted and said loudly: "In this decisive battle, King Qingfeng will win!"
Above the cloudy sky, several peak masters glanced at each other, puzzled. That Wang Fuji, who had fainted to death, how could he regain consciousness in such a short period of time, this is unreasonable.
No matter how vicious the eyes of the peak masters are, they can't see that the one who wakes up at this moment is not Wang Bu'er at all, and the one who dominates the body is actually the Fire Spirit Dragon!
"Damn, the master's injury this time is really not light!"
In the ring, the fire spirit dragon secretly shouted in his heart, and his consciousness instantly retreated from Wang Buji's body, this kind of demon pet temporarily occupies the master's consciousness, but it is not something that ordinary demon pets can do, the fire spirit dragon cultivates the "Eight Divine Dragon Fetal Tibetan Method", and it has studied the Yuan Shen Divine Soul, plus the dragon soul is strong, so it can be reluctantly done, even if it is so, it will not last long.
No, I saw that Wang Fuji's expression was instantly empty, the dragon scales on his body instantly receded, his body shrunk, and he regained his original appearance, and he fell towards the ring like pushing gold and jade.
Leng Xuejiao's complexion changed, her body was like a dragon, she came to the stage in an instant, hugged Wang Buer, and rushed away.
"It's a victory!" finally someone in the crowd exclaimed.
"Senior brother is defeated!"
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Some people are amazed, some people are surprised, some people have gloomy faces, and some people regret that their bowels are blue.
In the handicap position, the middle-aged man is like a dead father, and the senior brother is defeated, which means that he has to compensate the cloaked man for 300,000 medium-grade spirit stones, which is a medium-grade spirit stone, where did he get so many spirit stones to compensate!
The middle-aged man glanced at Lu Xuankui, who was rolling down the dust, and his expression was overlooked.
Above the clouds, all the peak masters turned pale, and they all looked in the direction of Qingfeng.
"It's ...... Thirty-nine Heavenly Tribulations. The Peak Lord's expression moved, and his eyes were puzzled.
This Qingfeng direction, didn't he just experience a three-nine heavenly tribulation before, how could this come again? This Qingfeng, could there still be someone who broke through the Peiyuan Realm and entered the Law Refining Realm? However, this Qingfeng, counting back and forth, there is only one person in the Peiyuan Realm, but that kid is clearly just a cultivator of the Peiyuan Quadruple Heaven, and he is still very early from the Law Refining Realm, and he has just been injured and left, which is absolutely impossible.
At this time, the strong aura of the catastrophe had already been transmitted, and everyone in the square was amazed, how could there be someone on this green peak.
Above the green peak, at this time, the clouds gathered!
Leng Xuejiao hugged Wang Buer and landed on the mountainside halfway up Qingfeng, because the place where the cloud was located was very close to Wang Buer's cave, and she couldn't go there.
Leng Xuejiao glanced at Wang Bu'er in a coma, her expression ached, her junior brother, the bones of her right arm were broken inch by inch, the muscles and muscles were rotten, and the internal organs in her body were also severely injured, this time, like last time, the injuries were frequent, and I don't know how to persevere in that ring!
However, her junior brother, there seems to be a tenacious vitality in her body, indomitable, and she is slowly repairing the heavy injury, Leng Xuejiao's face remains unchanged, and she takes out a large number of small Huanyang Dan from Wang Buer's Qiankun bag and sends it into the mouth of this goods.
At the same time, his eyes looked at the top of the mountain, and he saw that there, a burly man with gray hair was facing the catastrophe, stepping on the sword, and rising to the sky, and the figure was Lin Lie.
At this moment, the Treasure Elephant Floating Slaughter Array had already opened, and the blue-black pagoda phantom slowly flowed, blocking the first round of Heavenly Tribulation.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
On the mountainside, where Wang Buer and Leng Xuejiao were, an old voice of concern suddenly sounded.
"If you get a little injured, you can take care of it for a few days. Leng Xue didn't look back, and replied lightly.
The person who came had wild white hair, like a lion, was naturally Han Xuzi, he had been protecting Lin Lie, and this son had crossed the catastrophe, so he went down to the top of the mountain.
Unexpectedly, halfway up the mountain, I met Leng Xuejiao and Wang Fuji in a coma.
"This ...... This injury!" In the next moment, Han Xuzi's face changed suddenly, because he found that his brother's injury was too heavy.
"Put it down, he can't die. Leng Xuejiao smiled slightly, and stuffed a handful of small Huanyang Dan into Wang Buer's mouth.
"What kind of elixir is this?" Han Xuzi was stunned, he realized that this brother's injury was slowly repairing at a firm pace, and for a while, he couldn't help but look shaken.
He did hear Lin Lie say that his elder brother has the means to recover quickly from his injuries, but he still feels his heart shake when he sees it with his own eyes, such a heavy injury is actually recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, isn't it that as long as he doesn't die, any injury can be quickly recovered, this is simply having an immortal body!
"Let's not talk about this for the time being, if Elder Lin rushes out of the big formation, he won't be able to come back. Leng Xuejiao glanced at Lin Lie, who was rushing into the sky, and said quickly.
"If you want to go further, how can you block the catastrophe with a large array. Hanxu Zhenren glanced at Lin Lie, who was rushing away, with a look of approval in his eyes, and then at Leng Xuejiao and Wang Buji, who was in a coma, and said lightly, "As for not coming back, young man, you always have to go out to sharpen and sharpen." ”
As he spoke, Lin Lie had completely rushed out of the big array, and the momentum on his body swelled, and under the Thirty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, he stood still!
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