Panlong's body was kicked dozens of feet away in an instant.
Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and they all looked at the culprit. They saw an old man with green eyebrows in ragged clothes, his hands on his hips, and laughing crazily.
"Hahaha... You, a bastard little dragon, dare to act arrogant in front of me! I can kick you back into your mother's womb with just one kick!"
Everyone: "!"
Who is this green-browed old man?
Why do you speak so arrogantly?!
At this moment, the expressions of the three people in the wing changed. Wei Qi frowned tightly, his eyes firmly fixed on the figure of Old Qinglong.
It’s actually...the ancient mythical beast Qinglong!
Who is that girl?
Not only are the ancient mythical beasts Phoenix and White Tiger, but now they have also summoned a green dragon. Although this green dragon is just a remnant soul, its strength is mysterious and unpredictable.
Even he felt a hint of unspeakable danger.
Wu Qingyue could sense that the green-browed old man was the aura of the ancient divine beast, but he didn't know what kind of divine beast Old Qinglong was.
The way she looked at Yunzheng was jealous and greedy.
These mythical beasts will soon be hers.
Nan Lao and Wei Qi looked at each other, their eyes seeming to ask, 'Do I need to do anything to the girl in white?'
Wei Qi shook his head slightly, with a flash of unknown meaning in his eyes.
This girl, with her trump card, is probably not a simple person, she may be someone from a major sect or other major force.
If he attacks her rashly, he may cause trouble.
Inside the Colosseum.
Ling Moran's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He first glanced at Panlong trapped in the pit, and then turned his attention to Yunzheng.
His eyes were as fierce as if he wanted to eat someone, and he said coldly: "I really underestimated you. Why don't you sign up? It will also make this competition more meaningful."
"If you're working, you won't change your surname; if you're sitting, you won't change your name -" Yunzheng smiled and deliberately prolonged the last sound.
Everyone pricked up their ears, curious about her true identity.
As a result, the next sentence made everyone's lips twitch.
"I won't tell you." A cold and smiling voice sounded faintly.
Ling Moran suddenly became angry and shouted angrily, "Panlong, come on!"
Panlong, who fell to the ground, instantly jumped up with his tail swung, causing a gust of wind and dust.
"Siqing." Yunzheng called out.
Old Qinglong responded impatiently, and then walked forward. He waved to Panlong, "Xiao Hei, come here."
Everyone: "..."
Xiaohei?!
It's a dragon. Is it really okay for you to give it a name so casually?
When Panlong was angry, it leaned over and rushed towards him. At the same time, it packed countless power and hit the old Qinglong unstoppably.
On the other hand, Old Qinglong God was there, and then he slowly raised a hand.
What is he going to do?!
With a 'boom', the light of the attack enveloped Old Qinglong. Just when everyone thought he was about to die——
"Crack!"
A loud and clear sound resounded throughout the Colosseum, and the dragon was violently slapped away, and its body hit the barrier with a 'bang'.
Then it fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken.
The scene felt like a small insect being swatted away.
Once the picture entered their minds, they had an indescribable feeling when they looked at Panlong.
I saw that Panlong's left cheek meat was swollen, like two big steamed buns.
Everyone: "..." After such a cool and stunning appearance, this is the result?
They looked at the green-browed old man again, only to see him frowning and blowing on his palm a few times, and then looking at the reddish palm with a look of distress.
Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Panlong who was dazed by the photo with a fierce look, and cursed angrily: "You little blackie, what are you doing with such a thick skin? You are really looking for trouble!"
"
After finishing speaking, he ducked in front of Panlong, and then he had a long stick in his hand, and he whipped Panlong's body hard.
The whipping made Panlong scream in pain.
Everyone: "..." What a scary old man.
Who is this white girl? Why are everyone around her so cruel?
At this moment, Elder Liang swallowed, silently clasped his hands together, and murmured tremblingly: "Little ancestor, I will definitely follow your lead in the future..." You must not ask them to hit me!
Mo Jing and Yan Chen: "..."
Inside the Colosseum.
When Ling Moran saw this, he secretly said to himself, "Trash!"
He was about to go to help Panlong, but at this moment, a girl wearing a mask blocked his way.
"Your opponent is me!" Yunzheng raised her eyes and stared at him.
Ling Moran said angrily: "Looking for death!"
In an instant, he mobilized the spiritual power in his body and prepared to use his ultimate move to kill Yunzheng!
Seeing this, Yunzheng raised the corners of her lips slightly. It was time to end this battle.
She took back the sledgehammer.
A powerful force burst out from the girl's body. Her right foot spun cleanly, her legs were slightly arched, she raised her arms, and her hands began to gather spiritual power.
Everyone was shocked, this was going to be a fight to the death?!
Ling Moran snorted lightly, and quickly condensed the seals with his hands. In an instant, countless flying swords poured out from his chest.
"Nine Layers of Thousand Swords!"
He shouted angrily.
‘咻咻咻——’
Countless flying swords fired together with great momentum.
At the same time, the girl's sonorous and powerful voice suddenly sounded, "Wan Zhang Seal!"
‘Boom boom boom——’
The two forces collided, and instantly there was an explosion of air flow.
I saw that huge golden light seal facing off against the countless flying swords, in a stalemate.
Ling Moran was shocked that she could actually resist his strongest move, but he would never lose to a girl who had just broken through to the Qi-breaking realm!
He suddenly mobilized all the spiritual power in his body just to defeat Yunzheng with one move.
"Go to hell!" he growled.
The overwhelming force came towards her and crushed her.
At that moment, Yunzheng felt heavy pressure and power, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of her mouth.
Her arms were shaking.
She can't lose!
The fighting spirit in Yunzheng's eyes was strong, she gritted her teeth and moved her wrist again.
"The Seal of Ten Thousand Zhangs! Break it for me——"
The cold and refreshing sound seems to penetrate people's eardrums and reach their hearts.
In an instant, another round of tens of thousands of light seals suddenly attacked.
‘Kacha kacha——’
Countless long swords were broken inch by inch, and suddenly there was a 'boom' sound, all the long swords were destroyed, and the ten thousand feet light seal hit Ling Moran's chest.
The power knocked Ling Moran flying dozens of feet.
‘Pfft—’ Ling Moran’s mouth instantly spattered with blood.
His eyes were dull, he staggered a few times, and then fell to the ground with a 'bang'.
In an instant, the Panlong, the Red-blooded Leopard, the Sky-Swallowing Python, and the Ice Flame Tiger all disappeared.
But at this moment, the girl was still standing, blood kept flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her hands on her side were trembling.