Chapter 48

"This spell is so handsome!"

Qin Jun stared at the Lingli white dragon wrapped around Bai Yufeng, and exclaimed in a low voice. Daji next to him despised him and said, "it's useless to see. This guy's magic is not as good as song lang."

Song Lang's right hand condenses a blue giant hand that is inconsistent with his body shape. However, from the perspective of sales, Bai Yufeng's white dragon is more handsome and cool.

Bai Yufeng whispered. The white jade rock under his feet formed a spider web like crack. His body exploded like an arrow. The Lingli white dragon hovered over the long gun, tearing the air and producing bursts of sonic booms, with momentum like a rainbow.

Facing the irresistible attack of Bai Yufeng, song Lang clapped his right hand, and the blue giant hand directly clapped on the long gun. The Lingli white dragon dissipated in an instant.

Bai Yufeng falls directly to the rosefinch platform if he is struck by lightning.

The defeat again made the people and monks around the rosefinch terrace silent. Even ordinary people could see that Bai Yufeng had been suppressed.

In the attic, the faces of all the generals were even more ugly.

Nan Meng frowned, and his two huge fists burst into blue veins. It was obvious that he was not calm in his heart.

"He's going to lose."

Guan Yu said indifferently. Qin Jun couldn't help blinking. How long will the fight end?

"Is song Lang strong?" Qin Jun asked curiously. Only when he built the base, he couldn't see the details of the fight between the two. In his opinion, although Bai Yufeng was suppressed, he was still alive. It wouldn't be a problem to insist on hundreds of rounds.

"It's only the second floor of the world." Guan Yu sniffed. In his words, he didn't pay attention to song Lang, which made the friars nearby look at him in surprise.

This man is so forced.

Qin Jun suddenly realized that Bai Yufeng had just entered the world of transformation. It is estimated that he was forcibly raised recently. Naturally, he is not the opponent of song Lang on the second floor of the world of transformation.

At this time, song Lang began to take the initiative to attack. His body was like a phantom, leaving residual shadows in the air and forcing Bai Yufeng away.

As soon as Bai Yufeng's pupil shrinks, he quickly dances the long gun in his hand. The wind rises violently and hovers around him like a tornado. The wind blade is sharp. If ordinary people get close, they will be directly cut to pieces.

"You are too weak!"

Song Lang's indifferent voice came into Bai Yufeng's ears, which made Bai Yufeng's goose bumps pop up in an instant. He subconsciously turned around. At this time, a blue giant hand came like a hill.

Boom!

Bai Yufeng vomited blood and flew upside down. He hit the light curtain of the purple light prison array like a shell, startling the people and monks in that area to retreat like a tide.

Fortunately, the defense of the purple light prison array is extremely amazing and has not been smashed by Bai Yufeng.

"Not a level opponent at all..."

"A bad general is a bad general. He can't be as powerful as Nanmeng general!"

"General Bai is not too weak, but the other side is too strong..."

"If you have the ability, you may be killed directly!"

"Yes, they have tried their best!"

There was a loud noise around the rosefinch terrace, and most people were complaining, which made the officials in the pavilion look at each other. The expression of the fifth Prince Qin Yu was so gloomy that he wanted to drop water.

Emperor Qian and Nanmeng frowned. They obviously didn't expect Bai Yufeng to lose so quickly.

Qin Jun is gloating, lose, lose, the worse the better!

When everyone is desperate, I will brush my reputation again.

Bah, what a cheap idea!

Even Qin Jun couldn't help but despise himself, but his mood was still excited.

At this time, Bai Yufeng at the edge of the rosefinch platform stood up slowly with a long gun. The table under his feet was stained with red flowers by blood, making his back more solemn and stirring.

"I can fight again!"

Bai Yufeng lowered his head and gasped. His tone was heavy and moved everyone. Now he is still mocking his people. All the friars are silent.

Song Lang couldn't help looking at Bai Yufeng in surprise. He used all his strength just now. It is estimated that most of Bai Yufeng's bones are broken and he can still stand up. This will is not simple.

Even Qin Jun looked at Bai Yufeng with appreciation on his face and began to calculate when to include Bai Yufeng in his account.

Although the combat effectiveness is not as good as Guan Yu and Daji, at least they have the cultivation of transforming the world. Coupled with this tenacious will, they may become the same general as Nanmeng in the future.

"Well, start the next game. We lost this game!"

The emperor Qian standing in the attic suddenly said that he himself had the cultivation of the golden elixir realm. He raised his breath and opened his mouth, which could easily overwhelm the discussion of the whole audience.

This statement made the people and friars below in an uproar.

Shen Yan, standing at the corner of rosefinch terrace, quickly announced: "the first duel, canglan king wins!"

He understood emperor Qian's heart that losing was a small matter. If Bai Yufeng, a strong man in the world, was folded in, he would really lose his wife and his soldiers.

Then Shen Yan motioned the guard at the corner of zhuquetai to close the purple light prison array, and then asked someone to help Bai Yufeng down. Song Lang took a deep look at Bai Yufeng and flew back to the attic as if he had never fought.

"Please send personnel for the second duel!"

Shen Yan shouted loudly, making those discussions stop suddenly.

The first duel was lost so quickly that everyone's heart was cast a shadow.

Ordinary people don't know about the realm of cultivation, but the monks know that a strong person in the realm of transformation is definitely one of the best super powers in the kingdom. When Bai Yufeng's cultivation on the first floor of the realm of transformation was spread, all the monks were eager for him.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Bai Yufeng's defeat was so fast that they were heartbroken.

"I'll come!"

An overbearing cry came from the attic, which made the whole audience boiling, because the speaker was Nanmeng, the God of war of the dry moon kingdom!

Nanmeng didn't fly to the rosefinch terrace immediately, but looked at the canglan Kingdom, and his eyes lingered on Xiao Beilong and Zhen soul.

"Zhen soul, you go." Zhu Yishi whispered. Xiao Beilong is better than Zhen soul, but now he has won the first game, so leaving the strongest player to the last is the way to win.

"Good!"

Zhen soul got up directly. He glanced at Nan Meng and flew to the rosefinch stage.

"Dad, you must win!"

Nan Yuxin shouted excitedly. For this, Nan Meng just smiled and waved his hand, and then flashed to the rosefinch stage to stand opposite Zhen soul.

Qin Yu frowned. He knew that Xiao Beilong was the strongest in canglan kingdom. The other side deliberately avoided Nanmeng, which put Qianyue Kingdom at a disadvantage.

But the second game Nanmeng must be on, otherwise if he loses the second game, Nanmeng won't even have a chance to play.

"Second Lord, who can win?" Qin Jun asked Guan Yu curiously.

"Equal." Guan Yu narrowed his eyes and said.

what the fuck!

Hang like this?

Qin Jun was surprised. Doesn't this mean that canglan Kingdom has distanced itself from dry moon kingdom in terms of high-end combat power?

"Shit! What are you talking about? General Nan is invincible!" a friar nearby said angrily.

fangirl/fanboy.

Qin Jun rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.