Chapter 473

"Hahaha, very good. What you want is an opponent like you!"

Frost Hui smiled without anger and showed his crazy state. He was not handsome. At the moment, he looked ferocious and terrible. He roared: "crazy eight moves - the second move!"

At the moment, the golden sword was in his hand. It soared to ten feet long. When it was waved quickly, it formed a sword shadow like lightning. Unexpectedly, it smashed all the endless ice blades.

"Crazy eight - the third!"

Shuanghui, who has completely entered the crazy state, has played the third of the eight crazy moves, which is unparalleled in terms of speed, power and track.

With the majestic sword Qi, it swayed in all directions, even in the audience of Tingwei tens of feet away. Many people suddenly appeared a piece of blood on their faces, which was hurt by the sword Qi.

The court guards were shocked and hurried back again for fear of bringing disaster to the fish in the pond.

"Broken eight wastelands - fierce!"

After the rain, holding the world-shaking sabre, the endless ice blade appeared out of thin air again. With the theme of "Lanyan" sabre, it kept flying and murderous.

"Peng!"

During the sword fight, the energy wave seemed to be the huge wave, which hit them hard on their chest and directly hit them tens of feet away. The next moment, they quickly swept back and fought together.

"Crazy eight - the fourth!"

"Broken eight wastelands - destroyed!"

At this time, the two men's chest was burning with fierce fighting spirit, their figures were constantly intertwined, their swords were heavy, and they frantically killed each other.

It's amazing!

Tingwei, who watched the battle in the distance, was boiling with blood in their bodies. They opened their eyes and stared at the fierce battle between them. They didn't blink. They were afraid that they would miss a very wonderful picture in the blink of an eye, and regretted for life.

Of course, there is no doubt that at the same time, his heart is extremely shocked. Jing Yu, who has always kept a low profile and has not even participated in the "winning" competition, has become so strong that the whole Holy See has never expected.

Today, if frost Hui hadn't challenged him, no one would understand Jing Yu's real combat power.

In the fierce battle field, Shuanghui had already entered a crazy state. His eyes were red, his black hair stood upright, and his mouth kept roaring like a beast.

The way of fighting is also crazy. Every attack is fierce and direct, as if to tear up the opponent directly.

Jing Yu is always like an evil spirit resurrected from ancient times. In his eyes, blue flames are burning. It seems that there are two vast mysterious worlds. The whole world is full of blue flames, which is shocking.

His "broken eight wastelands" is obviously an extremely advanced patriarchal martial arts, which is stronger and colder than before. When watching the war, people only feel that the blood in their bodies will be frozen.

With the passage of time, the battle between the two has completely become white hot.

A moment.

"Crazy eight - the sixth!"

With frost Hui's wild beast like roar, the huge sword split the sky, like a rainbow through the sky, fiercely split Jingyu's body. In front of Jingyu's chest, a huge wound with deep visible bones immediately appeared, and blood gushed out in an instant.

And the huge impact will burst out of the tall body of Jingyu as if it were a shell.

"Crazy eight - the seventh!"

The soul has already been sealed by the golden sword. The frost Hui eroded by the crazy remnant soul has lost all reason, and the chest is filled with crazy war intention.

His blood red eyes stared round, and his eyes were almost open. Holding a huge golden sword, he rushed out frantically towards the falling Jingyu.

Right now.

"Frost, too much!"

A deep voice suddenly sounded.

The next moment.

The tall Zong he Wang appeared between Jingyu and Shuanghui out of thin air. With a big hand, he grasped Shuanghui's golden sword tightly.

"Go away, I'm going to chop the boy who is angry with people and gods!"

Frost Hui roared and tried to draw the golden sword, but he didn't move. The muscles on his face were constantly twisted because of extreme anger.

"Presumptuous!"

Zong and Wang Leng drank and shook their hands. Shuanghui was like a puppy. He was thrown more than ten feet away and fell to the ground.

With this throw, Shuanghui suddenly woke up from that crazy state. Seeing that the comer was his own master, he immediately trembled and hurriedly shouted, "master, spare your life!"

"Hum!"

Zong and Wang lenghum, all over their bodies, exuded an extreme dignity, looked at Shuanghui and said, "this is a duel between Tingwei and the Holy See. They actually killed Tingwei. Do you want to be severely punished by the Holy See?"

He said so in his mouth, but in his eyes, there was a faint smile. This boy is really good!

Immediately, he turned to Jingyu, picked up the fallen Jingyu, took out a healing pill from his arms, gave it to Jingyu, and said with a little apology: "sorry, my disciples have been crazy since they got the golden sword. They lose their reason and don't know what to do. I hope you don't care about him."

Until this time, the crowd around watching the war broke out in an uproar.

Jing Yu is very strong, and his strength has been obvious to all. However, he has only resisted frost Hui's six forms of crazy eight forms. If Zong he Wang had not appeared in time, he would have died under the seventh form of crazy eight forms.

The people looked at Shuanghui and became more and more fanatical and worshipful.

The battle between Shuanghui and Jingyu undoubtedly caused an uproar in the Holy See, which made it difficult for everyone in the Holy See to calm down.

First, Jing Yu, who has been practicing in a low-key way, is unexpectedly strong and arrogant as expected.

Second, the combat power of Shuanghui is incredible.

In the shock, they leisurely remembered that Shuanghui's opponent was Qin Yi in the upcoming "championship" competition!

For a while, some Tingwei couldn't help sympathizing with the handsome young man. Of course, more were schadenfreude. This boy, who was angry with God and man, was actually Shuanghui's opponent in the "championship" competition. His pace towards Shenwei will end. It's difficult for the second situation to happen.

"This frost glow is so strong that it's really unexpected..."

At the No. 10 pharmacy, Huang Fu, wearing a silver robe, sighed slightly. There was a look of worry on his exquisite suffocating face.

When she learned that Shuanghui, with absolute strength, would be defeated by the rain, the first thing in her mind was undoubtedly that Qin Yi's opponent was Shuanghui in the upcoming "championship" competition!

"These days, Shuang Hui has been facing crazy challenges everywhere in the Holy See. No doubt he wants to give Qin Yi a downfall and psychologically defeat Qin Yi."

Liluo, who was elegant and pleasant, sighed lightly. There was also a touch of worry in his shallow eyebrows.

"Elder martial Sister Li Luo is right. They just want to defeat Qin Yi psychologically. Once Qin Yi's psychological collapse, Shuanghui can basically defeat Qin Yi in the 'championship' competition. Hum, this frost glow is really insidious. "

Fu Qingqing, on one side, snorted and said with some contempt.

"In fact, I still have some confidence in Qin Yi's psychological quality. It's not easy to defeat him psychologically. What I worry about is the golden sword of Shuanghui. "

Huang Fushang remembered the worried color on his face, and paused and said, "the golden sword, coupled with Shuanghui's crazy eight moves, makes Shuanghui's combat power play perfectly. Moreover, once he fights, he will enter a crazy state, lose his reason and uncontrollably want to kill each other."

Li Luo and Fu Qingqing were stunned when they heard the speech. They were stunned and stared at each other.

Yes, that's the point!

This time, Qin Yi was only afraid of tragedy

Qin Yi knows nothing about Shuang Hui's turbulent situation in the Vatican today, his crazy challenges everywhere, and finally his defeat by the rain.

In recent days, I have been hiding in my own stone house and concentrating on the experience of refining five pill obtained from the Dharma protector of "heavenly corpse".

I heard from Huang Fushang that in another month, an alchemy competition will be held among the top 10 pharmacies of the Holy See to rearrange the ranking of the top 10 pharmacies according to their strength.

Although Qin Yi took part in a series of competitions to become Shenwei, he is a disciple of the 10th largest pharmacy after all. He wants to try his best to make his pharmacy rank higher.

Although Huangfu Shangyi has positioned the contestants of this alchemy competition as Liluo, as long as he has the ability, he can give careful guidance to Liluo.

"Hoo... It's too difficult!"

With a light breath, a touch of bitter smile appeared on Qin Yi Junyi's face.

After trying to analyze it for several days, Qin Yi still has less than one tenth of the content. This book "experience of refining five pill" can be described as "heavenly book".

Even so for him, if he is an ordinary person, the difficulty is completely imaginable. I'm afraid it's difficult to master every hundreds of years.

The boy's slender fingers rubbed the swollen temple for a while, and then transferred the experience of refining five pill from his mind again, carefully analyzed and understood it. If the door doesn't go out, the second door doesn't step.

In the twinkling of an eye, the past three days came to the fourth day, one day before the "champion" competition.

At this time, in the old but luxurious Pavilion of Zong he Wang, the tall Zong he Wang was sitting on the main hall with a faint smile on his face.

His two disciples, Shuang Hui and Yu Yu, stood there with respectful faces and hands.