Chu Feiyun hurried to Li Lianchen and helped her up, and said with a gentle thought.
"It's not your business..."
Li Lianchen threw Chu Feiyun away, stood up and ran out...
"Love Chen...Love Chen..."
Chu Feiyun's mood suddenly reached the bottom of the valley when he looked at Li Lianchen's back.
"Tiandao Academy, Huangfu Haoyu, win!"
The second top ten was born.
Arena 4…
Xiang Fengyao was struggling to support him. He was originally a strong player among these twenty people with his high-level Martial King's strength, but his tragic encounter with the third master of the Tiandao Academy, Beigong Ye, who had the peak of the Martial King, was able to deal with it with a golden long sword in his hand, and the sledgehammer in Xiang Fengyao's hand became more and more irresistible.
"I've fought..."
Xiang Fengyao gritted his steel teeth suddenly, and the fiery red light on the two hammers in his hand shone out, and he rushed towards Beigong Ye...
While rushing, two sledgehammers in his hand that had been dyed red by the true energy began to dance quickly. As they danced quickly, they turned out like a flame aperture. Then a huge scent of red hammers stretched out from the flame aperture and smashed towards Beigong Ye suddenly...
"Zhoutian Fireworks Hammer!"
This Zhoutian Firework Hammer is no longer the Zhoutian Firework Hammer when he fought against Ye Wushuang. After Tianhuoyan's improvement, Xiang Fengyao's outstanding martial arts skills are already among the best martial arts in the king level.
“Boom…”
Eighteen flame sledgehammers were smashed out in a row, leaving behind flame shadows in the air.
Everyone was amazed at the might of Xiang Fengyao's martial arts, but on the other hand, Beigong Ye looked relaxed. The golden sword light on the long sword in his hand was very plain and removed Xiang Fengyao's seemingly powerful attacks one by one.
Looking at the two on the stage, Chu Feiyun frowned. He knew that Xiang Fengyao would be difficult to win this competition.
Xiang Fengyao's brows tightened, and the flames in his hand changed again.
"go…"
The next moment, the two flame sledgehammers were spinning at high speed, like two large fireballs, hitting Beigong Ye.
"You dare to show off even if you have a trick!"
Beigong Ye sarcastically, the long sword instantly entered the Qiankun Ring, and a layer of golden light was quickly covered with both hands. The next moment, his palms became like two golden palms. This was the martial arts inherited by the Tiandao Academy. The power of the "Golden Hand" was somewhat similar to the "Zhi Yu Huan Hand" in Yixianling, but not exactly the same.
"Bang!"
At the extreme speed, the hammers, like two steel fireballs, suddenly collided with two golden palms, and made a sound of metal collision.
Beigong Ye smiled slightly, holding Xiang Fengyao's two sledgehammers in his hands. The audience in the audience's eyes were completely dull. He took the hammer with his bare hands. Is this guy still a human?
"Give it back to you..."
Beigong Ye said lightly, and the two sledgehammers were smashed back hard by him.
"not good…"
Xiang Fengyao was shocked and saw his clothes breaking open on his chest, and layers of green scales were quickly covered with. At the critical moment, Xiang Fengyao hurriedly used the Tianlong Transformation.
"Bang...bang..."
Two sledgehammers hit Xiang Fengyao's chest one after another. Xiang Fengyao's feet were knocked back dozens of steps against the ground. The two iron hammers fell to the ground. The dragon scales on the chest were already broken. At this time, Xiang Fengyao's back foot had already hit the edge of the ring. A wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally blocked it. At this moment:
Bai Ruolin just said lightly about Chu Feiyun's concern, then got up and left, Chu Feiyun stood there alone, what's wrong? Lianchen is like this, Ruolin is like this, and Chu Feiyun is really about to collapse.
"Tiandao Academy, Huangfu He Feisheng!"
When Huangfu Hefei heard the referee's words, he was free from joy and worry on his face, as if he had just done something insignificant.
When he stepped down and passed by Chu Feiyun, his figure shook slightly, and then he turned around and looked at Chu Feiyun with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Tian Wenjing frowned. Bai Ruolin's situation was not much better than Li Lianchen. What medicine did they take wrong?
Arena No. 6…
"edge…"
Ye Wushuang shouted softly, and the golden true energy surged out of the broken iron sword in his hand, instantly stretched into a sharp sword light above five meters. It was Ye Wushuang's unique skill, "Blade" in "Six-Character Ancient Art", and its power was extraordinary. When the golden blade stimulated in that moment broke through the black iron fist armor on his opponent's hand.
The man quickly retreated, looking at the broken black iron sheet on his fist, a hint of unbelievable look in his eyes, and a trace of blood flowed out of the broken iron sheet fist armor. The severe pain from it made Huangfu Chengwen regain his opponent. Huangfu Chengwen is as strong as the high-level Wu King, and he is not weak.
He is also a top player in the first grade of Tiandao Academy, but why do you always feel breathless in front of this cold man from Tianlong Academy? He is actually a little unable to see through this guy's strength. But even so, the other party cannot break his black iron fairy armor so easily...! It's a hell!
At this time, Ye Wushuang's legs were bowed and her body bent. The broken iron sword that was originally held by forehand turned into a backhand. She looked like a scorpion, and it was indescribable. Huangfu Chengwen subconsciously felt that it was not good, and indeed...
I saw Ye Wushuang's figure in front of me blurring instantly. Then Huangfu Chengwen felt a severe pain coming from his left arm, blood splashed everywhere, and a hideous wound appeared on Huangfu Chengwen's shoulder.
"drink…"
Huangfu Chengwen shouted violently, and his left hand instantly turned golden and printed towards Ye Wushuang's chest. But a scene that shocked everyone appeared. His golden palm passed through Ye Wushuang's body, and the figure immediately dissipated.
"It's a afterimage, not good..."
Huangfu Chengwen exclaimed in his heart that something was wrong. The next moment he felt another severe pain on his left leg, and the fabric on his trouser legs stained with blood.