"Please enlighten me!" Huo Yan took a deep breath and spit out a long white smoke.

The next moment, the blood on his body rose even higher, and he suddenly entered the state of fighting.

Oh!

His feet suddenly made his strength and rushed forward.

The huge impact made the rune mark on the platform, and a layer of halo was stunned at the platform under his feet.

This rune mark is to protect the platform that protects the battle. If it is made of ordinary buildings, I am afraid that the battle has been destroyed.

Huo Yan was like a fierce tiger, and he instantly rushed to Jiang Shaofu.

Those fists that are almost as big as Jiang Shaofu's head, and did not mean because Jiang Shaofu was a woman.

He used this punch.

boom!

The innate boxing is four volumes on the platform. The power is not like the fisting techniques performed by the congenital monks at all.

Jiang Shaofeng fell into one side, his eyes were as cold as an ice lake, and he was calm.

Pulling the sword in your hand, the exquisite swordsmanship exhibited it and hit it.

Suddenly, the sword was like a star, and the light flickered, covering Huo Yan.

With a gulf, Huo Yan's hands guarded the key to avoid retreat, and there were many sword marks on his body.

Huo Yan gritted his teeth, "Please don't have to keep your hands!"

At a glance, he saw that Jiang Shaofu's sword had three points. Otherwise, he was not the shallow sword marks, but a blood hole.

Jiang Shaofu listened, his eyes flashed slightly, and his sword was deeper and deeper.

Huo Yan quickly stamped his hands, and his blood began to boil.

Wang Yu's eyes reappeared in the light of the stars in the eyes, observing the dark red color pattern from Huo Yan's body surface, extending from his abdomen all the way, down from the ankle, up to the throat neck.

This seems to be some kind of state, which is completely stimulated by its blood.

In this state, Huo Yan's physical strength has achieved further increases, and the strength is infinite.

One punch broke the little sword light sprinkled by Jiang Shaofu, like a runaway beast, chasing Jiang Shaofu on the platform.

"This is this!" Huqiu's spirit shocked, noticing the change of Huo Yan, and couldn't help exclaiming.

He was defeated after Huo Yan suddenly burst out.

This momentum, this sense of familiarity has not been long before, he will not forget.

On the other side, float on the stand.

"This really looks like Xiaoyu's previous battle." The old prince saw this scene and suddenly laughed.

At that time, Wang Yu, relying on the strength of the body, was far stronger than the martial arts of the same realm, and it was often the same. He liked to crush the opponent directly with strength.

"Being able to break it directly and rudely is naturally the best choice." Wang Yu did not argue.

Even now, if he can turn the enemy with a punch, he won't waste his energy to perform extra surgical cooperation.

"Shaofu's swordsmanship and body method are much more advanced, but it is a bit unexpected. It seems that worship is right under Xiaoyu seat. The disadvantage of this age is made up.

Modification.

Now he thinks that two young people are evenly matched.

Wang Yu listened, and smiled easily: "How do you, I think the victory and defeat should be known soon."

"Oh! Could it be that you still taught what swordsmanship can not be learned." The Pope naturally heard the meaning of Wang Yu's mouth, a little surprised.

At this moment, Jiang Shaofan's eyes were already sharp, and a sword was rushing into the sky. The faintness was to stir the changes outside the floating island.

"It has reached such a realm, no wonder ..." The Pope suddenly.

Jiang Shaofu's swordsmanship today has long been beyond the innate level. This sword -like surgery is the ability to change the power of heaven.

"So, it is indeed the victory and defeat."

A sword falls, the wind sounds!

In this way, Huo Yan only felt that there were a few threatened tingling in several fatal parts of the whole body.

Sweat instantly.

In his eyes, Jiang Shaofu's seemingly unusual sword fell, but it seemed to be hidden in all changes, making him unavoidable.

Obviously, the wind was light and cloudy, and tentatively tentatively. The next second was the storm that hit the storm.

At the crisis, Huo Yan could only do his best, played it with his fists, and then kicked out and kicked out.

Several strengths with full strength welcome Jiang Shaofu, the sword of Jiang Shaofu.

The innate energy was collapsed, and Huo Yan was overwhelmed to the ground by the sword.

Everything happened in a momentary momentum. When the audience came back, the sword in the hands of Jiang Shaofu had ordered the eyebrows of Huo Yan.

Gao Jie Jie.

There is no wonderful game contest, and some are just a full blow after a test. This test is over.

Those who have the strength to be surrounded are naturally shouting to Jiang Shaofu's sword, and the prosperity of the sword is like entering the master's realm.

It is really hard to believe that this is from the hands of a female baby who is more than 20 years old.

Huo Yan was still shocked, and the sword that was close to the ruler was at his eyebrows, and he could ask for his life at any time.

After returning to God, he knew that he was completely defeated, and the other party could even say that he only used a sword seriously, and it made it difficult for him to fight.

The eyes were inevitable, and the sound was low, and the sound was low: "I'm too arrogant."

Jiang Shaofu didn't say anything, but just accepted the sword silently and walked towards the table.

"Unfortunately, he doesn't make a fist. If there are all kinds of exquisite fisting, it may still make the victory leave a little suspense." The old prince said to look at Wang Yu.

"If you don't accept it, let him come to Wuzong."

He was asking Wang Yu.

Earlier, they never said what the victory and defeat of this test will decide.

If you can't accept the disciples, look at Wang Yu's personal wishes, not the victory of this comparison test.

Huo Yan won, Wang Yu didn't necessarily accept it, he was defeated, he didn't necessarily not accept it.

Wang Yu was groaning for a while, and he quickly had his own calculation in his heart.

"The end of this great martial arts will be over, I will see him."

The old priest heard it, and smiled, and didn't say anything.

"What about the other laurel?" The emperor asked.

This is divided into different age levels, and naturally there are many people who have won the crown, and Huo Yan is just one of them.

"Others are the results of the elaborate cultivation of those big forces. With their identity and the cultivation resources that they can get in the future, you don't need to come to me for re -cultivation."

Wang Yu shook his head and said, he didn't want to refuse.

In fact, the same was true of Jiang Shaofu at that time, but the little girl had a valuable sword heart, which was unparalleled in the tap of Kendo.

Coupled with its pure mind, only for cultivation, this was only harvested by Wang Yu.

Tianjiao, the human race produced by other great power, is not so simple to want to worship Wang Yumen, which makes Wang Yu dislike it.

The emperor nodded, and he tried it casually. He didn't say much.

In this way, the first Dawu Club came to an end, but the cultivation trend set off due to the Da Wu Club will not stop in the future for a long time. This is exactly the wind direction that the emperor and others want to see.

A few days later, Huo Yan had regrets, but he was also going to fight back.

At this moment, he already had a very high reputation among the human race. Even though he failed to win Jiang Shaofu, he worshiped under the door of the first strong person, but it was huge.

When he returns to the dungeon, he is regarded as Yijin returning to his hometown.

"It's not enough for me to practice, and it needs to be stronger!" Huo Yan's heart was extremely firm.

He firmly believes that as long as he is outstanding, there will be a chance to be seen by Wang Yu in the future.

He did not completely abandon the idea of ​​worshiping Wang Yumen.

In the foundation, since he learned the various deeds of Wang Yu, he was completely convinced by Wang Yu.

In his eyes, Wang Yu saved the entire human race and saved him.

Wang Yu is also the patron saint of the human race, the first strong, pioneer.

A series of titles made Wang Yu look like a god and Buddha in his heart.

He admired Wang Yu, thinking that as long as he defeated Jiang Shaofu, he could prove that he was more qualified to get Wang Yu's disciple status.

It was only Jiang Shaofu's sword that made his ultimate thoughts break.

Suddenly, a man in white pushed in in a hurry, and when he saw Huo Yan's still living room, he was relieved.
To be continued...