Chapter 83

When Yang Xu made a move, everyone was stunned:

They have never seen such elegant legs.

"A storm leg and a Fengshen leg are interesting!"

"See which wind is stronger..."

People just came up with the idea.

Hiss!

The elegant divine wind force instantly tore brother legfa's storm leg.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

Yang Xu's feet were like electricity, and he kicked brother legfa like a strong wind and rain.

Kick directly out of the challenge arena!

[Ding!]

[congratulations, player, defeat... Experience value + 1000!]

"The fifth war, Yang Xusheng!"

The audience is boiling again:

"I'll go! It's too cruel. It's flying people again!"

"With such strong martial arts, who can be your opponent? Can't you use the skill of garbage point?"

Hao Jian next to them couldn't listen anymore:

"You're shameless! Just let Yangxu tie his hands and feet, and Bai let you fight!"

Yangxu suddenly figured it out.

Hide the strength of Mao.

Anyway, tie will be promoted. Let go and beat his grandmother!

Not far away, Chu Tiange's face was so cloudy that it was going to rain:

"Is this what you call 'strong legs and outstanding martial arts'?"

Cold sweat on his forehead:

"I promise! You won't be disappointed next. This man's cold ice fist is unparalleled. He..."

"I don't listen to nonsense, just look at the results! Is he playing now?"

"Exactly!"

"Hey, what Kung Fu do you use?"

Yangxu's voice hasn't fallen, HuLong!

With a strong spirit of ice and frost, he suddenly hit his face door:

"Ice fist!"

Click, click, click.

The void was so frozen that it made a loud noise.

"Tianshuang fist!"

Yang Xu smiled calmly and punched.

Hoo.

A layer of ice crystals condensed into a fist shape, like fog blocking the cold ice fist.

The crowd was stunned:

"Ice to ice? Fist to fist?"

"How many skills did Yang Xu practice?"

"That's awesome!"

Keng!

The ice force collided with the frost force.

Without any suspense, the ice force was frozen directly.

The firmness and strength of the frost can freeze even the ice and snow.

What's more, cold ice boxing?

Brush it.

The opponent's whole body was covered with ice and was punched out by Yang Xu.

"Yangxu won again."

The reaction was faint.

They are used to it.

"Waste! It's all waste!"

Chu Tiange scolded his men bloody.

In this way, Yang Xu used boxing to fight boxing.

Leg to leg.

Swordsmanship against swordsmanship

All the way to the Finals without fear or danger.

[Ding!]

[congratulations! Scenario main task 3: seize the quota in the secret place, and the completion degree is + 20!

Current completion: 35100!]

Yangxu successfully entered the finals, which made Xiong Feng and them sigh again and again.

Only tieao among them advanced to the finals.

But compared with Yangxu's sparks and lightning, tieao didn't attract much attention.

On this day, Yang Xu showed his strong strength.

His fight alone attracted almost everyone's attention in the martial arts field.

Yangxu's name, with amazing speed, completely spread throughout the Lingyun sect door!

"It seems that I can't hold him down."

In the dark room, song Changlao's face was dark.

"Hehe, it's just Yangxu. One finger can destroy the goods. Now I don't care about him."

Opposite elder song, song Haishan's eyes were as dark as black ice.

He could vaguely see that there was a black evil fire burning in his pupils.

"Haishan, let me remind you again that the magic sword is not simple. I searched the classics of Lingyun Zong's Library and couldn't find its origin. You must be careful..."

"Song Qing, what are you talking about? I'm here to participate in the big competition, but I'm not listening to your old boy!"

Song Haishan waved impatiently.

His arrogance made song Qingshu look sharp.

I think he is one of the elders of Lingyun sect. He is high above the world. Where has he been insulted?

But my son and daughter were controlled

"Tomorrow's final, I'll abolish Yangxu first, and then deal with the people of Chu Tiange! That quota must be song Haishan's. You're too boring here. I don't know how your elder mixed up. I don't even have a decent spirit array. I'll go to Houshan for a walk!"

Song Haishan left.

Song Qing looked at his back, his heart full of hostility.

Hoo.

In the pupils of his eyes, two black fires in the shape of magic sword suddenly shot out.

Wheezing.

The red sandalwood chair that song Haishan sat on turned into fly ash in an instant

Lingyunzong's back mountain.

The palm sized blood pool has been expanded to one meter square.

It seems to feel something, gudu gudu!

It boils inexplicably.

Blood bubbles bulged and burst, emitting a fishy smell.

Song Haishan came with lofty steps, like a overlord, with a kind of self-confidence in controlling powerful forces in his eyes.

"At this time tomorrow, I can completely refine the magic sword! Song Qingshu's waste can't even recognize the best treasure like the magic sword. It's cheap for me!"

"And Yangxu, you used to dictate to me and stand high above me. Tomorrow I will let you know that whether you or yangrourou, you can only kneel down in front of me and beg for mercy!"

Song Haishan's heart was filled with strong hostility.

HuLong!

The black flame in his eyes jumped twice.

"Eh, this breath is..."

Song Haishan frowned and walked towards the blood pool.

Gudu gudu

In the blood pool, the blood gas was boiling more and more.

At this point.

The void flashed and a small black beast appeared.

It has a pair of dark eyes, staring at the blood pool vigilantly.

Suddenly, its pupils suddenly contracted.

Brush!

The little black dog jumped and seemed to be integrated with space.

The next second, he blinked in front of song Haishan's face out of thin air.

"What!"

A dark shadow blocked song Haishan's eyes.

Song Haishan didn't even have time to respond, poop!

Two blood marks were caught on his forehead.

Whoosh.

The little black dog disappeared.

Song Haishan was shocked:

"What kind of beast is this? I have no time to react at such a fast speed!"

Gudu, gudu!

The strange voice, like the call of the devil, made song Haishan turn his head.

As soon as he saw it, he couldn't move his eyes any more.

In the blood pool, an invisible force distorts the space and connects song Haishan.

Song Haishan turned his eyes into two black swords with amazing speed.

Boom, boom!

The one meter square blood pool vibrated.

Even the whole back mountain shook.

In the dark, there is a voice calling song Haishan in the blood pool:

"Come back, come back to my arms..."

By the waterfall pool.

Yang Xu and Yao Xueyi are walking to the "water curtain cave" together in the moonlight.

When passers-by saw them along the way, all the men cast envy and jealousy.

Women despise Yao Xueyi who "takes the initiative to sleep with people".

"I hurt you."

Yangxu apologized.

"It's just an outside name. I don't care."

Yao Xueyi, dressed in black, said faintly.

Still so character.

"Huh?"

Yangxu's heart jumped inexplicably and looked away.

Whoosh!

The little black dog suddenly appeared:

"Ouch!"

It dragged Yangxu's trouser legs and left.