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The burial life exploded, and the qi was billowing, rising like a wolf smoke, and covered with powerful true qi, which flowed like liquid.
"Such terrifying innocence, this is the peak of Wuzong Jiuzhong!"
"The burial has actually reached the peak of Wu Zong's ninth heavy, terrible, it seems that no one is his opponent."
"Perhaps, only the autumn sky with a hint of artistic conception is possible!"
The full burst of funeral life caused a hustle and bustle to the audience and shocked countless people.
Before, the funeral did not explode with full force, no one knew his true practice, and now it explodes with full force, which is shocking.
Song Yan also showed dignified color in his eyes.
Song Yan took it lightly.
On top of his head, an eighteen huge swords emerged. The swords were engraved with vast mountains on them.
Moreover, the blade is surrounded by six chakras.
This is the bloodline of Song Yan, a special bloodline.
"What about the special bloodline? Come out, blood dragon!"
The burial groaned loudly, the blood above his head flashed, and a huge **** dragon appeared.
Similarly, it is the sixth blood of the king.
The blood of the two broke out, let the momentum rise to the peak.
However, it was obvious that the burial was stronger and the breath wave after wave was suppressed towards Song Yan.
Song Yan's face changed a lot, and he shouted, "Cut the mountains!"
The dazzling blade of light burst out from Song Yan's hands, up to 100 meters long and ten meters wide, crystal clear and dazzling, slashing down towards the burial.
"There is nothing to it!"
The burial was cold, and the figure rose against it. The two claws were like the claws of the blood dragon. The two claws pulled out. The space roared. It instantly penetrated the space and caught the knife light.
The funeral shouted, grabbed hard, and the knife light shattered like glass.
Then, the burial body flickered and flew towards Song Yan, and instantly reached Song Yan.
Song Yan's face changed a lot, but he didn't expect him to do his best, and it was easily destroyed by his life.
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Song Yan screamed angrily, and the sword fluttered, and a large mountain came out above him and in front of him.
The two mountains are filled with the vastness of the wilderness, one body protector, the other to suppress the burial.
"Dragon bite, point!"
The burial was cold, and his claws turned into fingers. His fingers shone with black ink, spurting toward the two vast mountains.
The two mountains, like balloons, burst directly on the fingers of the burial.
Fingering non-stop, slamming toward Song Yan.
The key stone inscription, Song Yan was blocked in front of him with a sword. When he heard it, his body flew out like a shell and coughed up blood.
"Song Yan is going to lose!"
"It's too fast, just a few tricks, why is the burial so strong?"
"Beyond the talents of the four wars, the burial is absolutely beyond the talents of the fourth war, and is in the middle of the talents of the fourth and fifth wars."
"Horrible, too horrible, some people can surpass the talents of the four wars."
In the audience, everyone was shocked.
The strongest in major super regions are generally the talents of the four wars. The talents of the four wars are already the limit, and the talents beyond the four wars are extremely rare. Each one is a genius who is not born.
It was terrible to have achieved this step in the funeral!
The burial was the upper hand, and the offensive was like a storm, pouring towards Song Yan.
The burial was changed to a palm, and a palm hit Song Yan.
This time, Song Yan was even more miserable. Although he tried his best to resist, he was still blasted out, gliding along the battle platform for hundreds of meters, and spraying blood on the ground.
"I surrender, I admit defeat!"
As soon as he was relieved, Song Yan shouted wildly.
There is no need to fight again. Song Yan knows that he is not a rival for his death. Not only is he lagging behind, he is also backward in his ability to fight at a higher level. If he fights again, he will only look for abuse.
"Well, it's good to admit that you won't lose.
The funeral was sneered and contemptuous.
Song Yan looked ugly, got up strugglingly, and walked to the side of the battle platform.
Qiu Changkong looked at the burial very solemnly, his brow furrowed.
"The next game, the second autumn sky, against the third, Xuan Feng!"
The law of middle-aged protection was announced.
Two figures flashed and appeared in the center of the battle platform.
Qiu Changkong and Xuan Feng both carried war swords and stood upright.
"Xuan Feng, you are not my opponent, just admit defeat, my opponent is buried, you don't need to do unnecessary struggles."
"Without fighting, who knows you will win?"
Xuan Feng's eyes were like a sword. With a wave of his hand, the war sword appeared in his hand.
"Negative, recalcitrant, I don't know what to do, then lose!"
Qiu Changkong said coldly, and his sword rose to the sky.
Two brilliant sword lights crashed together.
Qiu Changkong comprehends the thunder potential, and comprehends a hint of artistic conception, while Xuan Feng, comprehends the golden potential. Both attacks are domineering anomalies.
Everyone saw only two sword lights and fought in the air very quickly, and they collided for ten times in an instant.
Immediately, a figure flew backwards and stopped until the battlefield was retreated.
Xuan Feng's body suddenly shook and a mouthful of blood spewed out. At this time, everyone saw that there was a deep sword mark on Xuan Feng's chest, and bones could be seen deeply, but no drop of blood flowed out.
Because, in the vicinity of the wound, the power of thunder and lightning was covered, and the blood flowed out first-class, and it was evaporated by the power of thunder and lightning.
"Xuan Feng, if it is a battle between life and death, you are already dead!"
Qiu Changkong looked at Xuan Feng proudly.
Xuan Feng sighed, not much.
Xuan Feng's cultivation base is slightly higher than Qiu Changkong, but Qiu Changkong has realized a hint of thunder. This gap is too large to make up for, and Xuan Feng is not an opponent at all.
With Xuan Feng's defeat, there was another heated discussion on the scene.
"The top two have already come out, Qiu Changkong and the burial, this time the East Heavenly Guardian, must be between the two."
"Top two? Isn't it the top three?"
"The top three? Lu Ming, let's forget it. Go to this step by luck. Wait a minute, and it's a good trick to block Qiu Changkong and the burial."
"You guys found out. No one in the top three this time is from a super region. It's really rare in ancient times."
"Lao Lu, I didn't expect you Yundi Mountain Range. Two people rushed into the top three. Although one of them is based on luck, congratulations."
Leading the elders area, someone congratulated Lu Xiu.
Lu Xiu couldn't help laughing.
Aside, Zhao Sui's jealous eyes were red, and he was about to bleed.
"In this scene, Qiu Changkong wins. Now, the top three have been born. Afterwards, the three of you will take turns to play against each other. It is the East Heavenly Guardian this time."
The law of middle-aged protection was announced.