"The meat all over the body was roasted, and the mouth was still hard."
In the distance, Li Xiaoyun, who was fluttering in white, looked at the man covered in blood on the ring, and her eyes were red immediately. She felt very distressed.
"He is sure to lose!"
"He is dead!"
When Xiao Bailong saw that his beloved woman was worried and worried about other men, his hatred reached its peak.
"He lost, I will leave the dragon gate with him."
"He is dead, I will be a widow for him."
Li Xiaoyun looked at the man coldly.
"you!"
The little white dragon glared and subconsciously clenched his fists. If it weren't for the non-compliance with the rules, he really wanted to kill Qin Shiming with his own hands and smash the little white face with one punch and one punch.
Why?
What's wrong with his little white dragon?
"I haven't finished the game yet, how can you tell that he will lose?"
The dream came on Monday and naturally stood with Li Xiaoyun. They were best friends and good friends. Many people in the Longmen knew about it.
"The Dharma Protector is good."
Xiao Bailong felt a thrill in his heart and quickly greeted Zhou Yimeng.
Although he is a master of the Immediate Class and a half-step Land Immortal Level 2, he is not enough to see in front of Zhou Yun, and the gap between status and strength is too big.
"I ask you, where do you see that he will lose?"
Zhou Yimeng's face was calm and his tone was plain, but it brought a smell of dead silence to the little white dragon, and cold sweats appeared on his back inadvertently.
"I...I think he is at the end of his strength, and he can't even stand firm..."
"Let's make a bet."
Zhou Yimeng turned around and looked at the direction of the ring, "If he wins, I will kill you."
"If he loses, I will kill your whole family, okay?"
“…”
Xiao Bailong thought there was something surprising? This is not a surprise, it is simply a fright, a threat.
No matter whether he wins or loses, he won't end well.
"I, I have something to do, let's go first."
The little white dragon turned around and left, but I didn't dare to stay there for too long.
"It seems you really like him."
As soon as Xiao Bailong left, Zhou Yimeng looked at Li Xiaoyun and a faint smile appeared on her face.
"Yi Meng, will he lose?"
"Won't."
"Why?"
"Because he's very strong."
“…”
Li Xiaoyun moved her mouth and thought to herself that this was the reason, no, this was just a nonsense. But soon, Li Xiaoyun reacted and stared at Zhou Yimeng with wide eyes.
"You, have you fallen in love over time?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yimeng did not answer, her face turned slightly red, and soon returned to normal.
"I'm not interested in men."
"Then are you still sleeping with him?"
“…”
Zhou Yimeng stopped talking, but just looked at the ring from afar. Seeing the man in a mess, his heart suddenly tightened, and he inadvertently held the sword in his hand tightly.
She wanted to rush up and kill Yang Fan.
"Since you are seeking death, I will help you!"
Yang Fan also moved.
"Swish swish swish!"
The long sword flew and shook, and the sword flowers slowly fell, just like the spring breeze blowing down the petals, more and more, denser, gorgeous and brilliant, but Yang Fan smelled an unprecedented crisis.
"go!"
Two fireballs hit.
"Boom boom boom!"
A violent explosion sounded again, but this time Qin Shiming did not retreat, nor did Yang Fan.
However, Yang Fan had a lot of blood holes on his body.
Blood is overflowing on the arms, chest, legs, and even forehead.
"He's stronger than before!"
Wu Haotian, who was watching the game from the audience, was in his throat. He was not nervous, but very excited. After being excited, he still felt a sense of fear.
He had learned Qin Shiming's meteor sword technique. Last time, Qin Shiming's meteor sword technique was still weak, but this time, Wu Haotian thought that if it were him, he would have died on the spot.
Yang Fan, the number one master in the yellow class, didn’t even take it!
"Are you still stubborn now?"
Qin Shiming was holding the long sword, and the sword body was still as dark as ink, dark and cold as there was no trace of blood on the sword.
"Do you give in now?"
"Do you need to find someone to help you clean up your things so that you can get out?"
Finally, it was Qin Shiming's turn to raise his head and straighten his chest.
After two days of retreat, Qin Shiming did not make a breakthrough, but he passed all the important battles in his life, especially at the top of Wulong Mountain, where the life-and-death duel with Qinglong was recalled in his mind again and again.
Although the energy consumes a lot, the effect is very good.
This is Qin Shiming's biggest killer move at the moment.
"Give up? Will I give up?"
"I'll lose to you a rookie?"
Yang Fan looked down at his bloody hole, slowly straightened his body, and suddenly a trace of charming scarlet flashed across his pupils. As his body continued to straighten, Yang Fan's momentum continued to rise.
It's like a balloon that is gradually blowing.
"He, he is a half-step land immortal!"
In the crowd, Wu Haotian shouted in a lost voice.
"This is Yang Fan's real strength!"
"Oh my God, half a step land fairy!"
"Half-step Land Immortal, Qin Shiming is dead!"
"Dead!"
"President, come on!"
"President, come on!"
"President, come on!"
The originally silent arena became lively again, and the people of the Alchemist Union smiled again.
Qin Shiming is indeed very strong as a newcomer, but what can he do if he is strong?
The Grand Master and the Half-Step Land Immortal are like a Yangtze River that cannot be crossed.
"Old Qin, come on!"
Although Xiahou Feng was frightened on his face, he still clenched his fists for Qin Shiming.
"This guy is already very good at pushing Yang Fan to this point, far better than the old monk back then."
On the high wall, the Yao monk rushed over when he heard the excitement. However, before the Yao monk arrived, the saint arrived first.
After glanced at the two people on the ring, the saint frowned slightly. If she hadn't thought about the broken rules of the Longmen, how could she have let Qin Shiming be hurt like this?
"Yang Fan is even better. With his talent, he can completely replace Qinglong's position in another five years." In Xing Tian's eyes, Yang Fan is undoubtedly even better.
"Talent?"
The saint curled his lips, extremely disdainful.
“…”
Xing Tian didn't speak and stared straight at the ring.
Yang Fan once again sacrificed the fireball. This time the fireball was bigger and more heated. The gorgeous light was like the sun. The spectators on the edge of the ring felt a sense of heat.
"Qin Shiming, go and die!"
With a loud roar, Yang Fan smashed the fireball with a grim smile.
"The dragon travels to the nine heavens!"
With the long sword thrown, Qin Shiming endured the severe pain all over his body, poured all the energy in his dantian into his fists, faced the fireball, and rushed forward.
"Boom boom boom!"
When the two collided, Qin Shiming rushed out as fast as he flew back.
"puff!"
In the air, Qin Shiming spurted out a blood arrow, his face as if it was white paper.
"Dong!"
The body hit the ground heavily, shaking up a piece of yellow dust.
On the other hand, Yang Fan stood there as if nothing had happened, but his body swayed slightly.
The scene was as quiet as death. Is this the power of a half-step land immortal?