Chapter 59

"Next, it's my turn."

The Golden Dragon's claws were clenched into fists, and his body moved rapidly, and the whole man rose into the sky.

A sharp swing.

The first target of jinlongquan is the imperial Princess xueran.

"Don't try to succeed."

"Look at the move."

Tang Jingran and Tang indifference suddenly cut out their swords.

The magic knife and the broken magic knife alternately collided with the golden dragon claw.

Clang clang.

The sound of metal handover sounded.

"Ah, ah, ah."

The two brothers' faces turned red, their blood vessels burst out, and their veins burst.

"Stop it for me."

Both of them have the same idea.

The collision between the two blades and Tang Muchen gradually changed.

"You can do it."

Tang Jiran said excitedly in his heart.

They are biological brothers, but Wu soul is just the opposite, which is very strange, but both of them have high innate soul power and think they can get a better position in this class with this strength.

As a result, Tang Muchen brutally defeated him at the moment of showing his strength.

"We want to win, no matter what the price."

Their eyes widened, and their eyes shone with a terrible light.

"Take it, Tang Muchen. This time, you will lose."

"Wu soul fusion technology, seal demons, explode, kill and cut."

They seem to be one. Even the rhythm of waving a knife is the same. My heart is the same.

The two blades seem to combine into a rake.

Draw a blood red cut in the air.

Brush.

The two collide.

Tang Muchen punched fiercely and broke it in an instant.

"There's more."

The two men held hands, turned around each other, and waved their big knives.

"The greatest power, martial soul fusion technology, sealing demons, exploding, killing and cutting."

The five or six meter long blood red chop burst out suddenly, and the speed was more than a little faster than just now.

"This competition is very interesting. There are not only Tang Muchen, but also martial soul fusion skills."

"Indeed, these brothers should be the magic knife family. They use such skills at a young age."

"According to my estimation, this martial soul fusion skill is hard to resist under the soul sect. Don't you say, old sword."

"The sharpness really needs to avoid its awn. It was difficult for me to wield such a knife at that level."

"Lord Yuexuan, what do you think?" Ning Fengzhi asked Tang Yuehua.

"Naturally, I trust my brother unconditionally."

Tang Yuehua's face was filled with pride.

Tang Muchen is a real monster. How can he be defeated.

Under the stage, Tang Muchen, who caught this move with the golden dragon claw, felt a little uncomfortable. The golden dragon claw was broken and cracked.

"But that's all."

"The Golden Dragon ascends to heaven."

In their unbelievable eyes, the powerful Golden Dragon swept them and flew to the sky.

Bang.

There was an explosion in the air and the two fell with a scorched black color.

Obviously lost combat power.

Now there are only eight people left on the field, including Princess xueran, old eight, Wang Jingze, Xiao Jun, Xiao Zhan, Tang Muchen, Ning Rongrong and a dragon suit.

"Next, it should be very simple. Let me say that killing the game is over."

Tang Muchen was so happy that he saw Wang Jingze talking on one side.

Afraid, afraid, don't pretend to force.

Take care of this open mouthed guy first.

Just do it.

Tang Muchen approached the six people's congresses.

"The third soul skill, a golden dragon shaking the ground."

Boom, the challenge arena suddenly cracks.

The weak auxiliary soul Master Lao Ba and Wang Jingze can't stand it.

At this moment, old eight is reciting the soul curse.

"Old eight honey hamburgers, old eight honey hamburgers, one can hold two."

At the moment when the challenge arena was shaking, old eight was still chanting words. He was so dedicated and admired him like the man in his previous life.

But the next moment, Wang Jingze saw this invisible scene.

Because the next moment, Tang Muchen used his unique secret script to appear beside him.

Hey, hey, smile.

"The third soul skill, the two-component Golden Dragon shaking the ground."

Boom.

Tang Muchen strongly controlled this soul skill and concentrated it at their feet.

Because these two are auxiliary soul masters, they both sit in the back.

Then Tang Muchen left decisively.

The two auxiliary soul masters were hard to resist the vibration, and they were photographed upside down.

Old eight was still talking, and Wang Jingze screamed.

"Baji."

"Hey, West."