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Hongling defeated zhao shu with one shot, which surprised many people watching the battle. Zhao Shu is not a dandy. Although he was born in general Huwei's residence, he was obsessed with martial arts since childhood and practiced hard for it. It can be said that the cultivation of his whole body is the result of hard work.

Over the past ten years, zhao shu has made great achievements in his cultivation, and has made great achievements in this great Chu Tianqi city. With his martial arts talent of breaking the eight barriers of the world, he swept away many dandies of Chu. Some of the venerable friars who had become famous for a long time were not his opponents.

Now that Hong Ling came here, he defeated zhao shu with his gun, which was the secret of the royal family of Chu, and made people gasp. Although the reputation of the big Chu overlord gun has been spreading, few people can see it with their own eyes. Now, this gun technique was used by the incomparable son Hongling, and he had such earth shaking power.

Many friars looked at Hong Ling, who threw the spear back to the weapon rack. His eyes were full of fear. This son in white is really worthy of the unparalleled reputation, quite like his father's champion Hou Hongqing. If this person is a few years away from the world.

Hongling, the matchless son of the world, strongly defeated zhao shu, the shadow gun of general Huwei's mansion, and opened the prelude to the Tianzhao Wudao meeting. For a moment, there were flashes of swords and swords on each stage. Each big Tianjiao, born in the sky, wants to compete with the world's heroes.

After defeating zhao shu, Hong Ling got the right to rest. At this time, he was sitting on the Obsidian throne above the edge of the battle platform, overlooking the battle below. In the war with Zhao Shu just now, he had little consumption. He did not practice with his eyes closed, but looked at other battle platforms.

First of all, he saw the hum where Su Yu was, and the sound of powerful sword chanting sounded in the void. Su Yu stepped on the lotus step lightly and seemed to be dancing in the wind. Silk ribbons appeared in the void around her. These silk ribbons seem to be transformed into real Qi, which covers the whole battle platform in an instant.

Su Yu stepped lightly on the silk and continued to slide forward. Where she passed, the void was locked by her silk ribbon and sword spirit. This seems to be a powerful secret, with the magic effect of blocking the void and defeating Daoyun. The monk used to rely on the power of emptiness to attack Su Yu. But now, after these silks appeared, he lost contact with the force of emptiness in an instant.

He cut it out with a knife, trying to cut off the illusory ribbon that Su Yu gave birth to. However, these silks and satins seem to be ethereal objects. The Dao Qi actually came out of them, leaving no trace or cutting them into two pieces.

"How could this happen, this young girl, how could such a terrible secret be The monk swallowed hard and looked at Su Yu who was standing on a piece of silk and smiling at him. To be fair, this girl is the only beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life, but even he will be ashamed of his strong fighting power.

"Will you admit defeat? I don't want to hurt you! " Su Yu stood on an illusory ribbon, smiling and smiling.

If she hadn't lost half of her life star, she couldn't practice quickly. I'm afraid she would be a monk in the realm of refining God and returning to emptiness. However, Rao is so, and her combat power is far better than that of her peers. Even if it is a challenge to cross the level, it is not difficult.

"Well, it's impossible for me to admit defeat, unless you beat me head on!" The friar snorted coldly. On the long sword in his hand, the awn of the sword soared again.

He bent down, put his sword in his waist, and put his toes on the platform. The man had been swept out. Although he temporarily lost his cultivation of refining spirit and returning to emptiness, he was unable to exert his fighting power to the limit, but this did not make his heart of martial arts retreat at all.

Seeing the friar shooting rapidly, a trace of evil spirit flashed in Su Yu's eyes. She is not a weak woman with compassion, but a monk who yearns for martial arts. If the friar insisted on the first World War, she would accompany him to the end. The girl's Willow eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and the jade sword in her hand turned upside down, and a little starlight appeared on it. With a delicate voice, her wrist trembled slightly, just like a green lotus blooming, she shed a sword rainbow all over the sky.

At this time, the friar was walking quickly against the ground. He didn't want Su Yu's sword spirit to fall all over the sky, flying like snow. What's more, these seemingly beautiful sword lights actually contain the edge of terror. His face was startled, and immediately gritted his teeth, which gave birth to the limit of his true Qi. He turned into a streamer of light, smashed the sword spirit, combined man and sword, and plundered toward Su Yu.

Closer and closer, the friar kept reminding himself. As long as he gets closer, he is sure to defeat Su Yu. Close combat has always been his strong point. Once the distance between Su Yu and Su Yu is not more than three feet, he will be able to burst out his strongest fighting power. Unfortunately, his idea is good, but the reality is cruel.

HISHI, a sword, cut his robe, drawn countless ferocious wounds. Wisps of blood, as he urged the true Qi, kept pouring out of the body. His original powerful and incomparable breath was actually at this moment, slowly silent.

"Close, very close!" The friar tried to hold back some blurred vision and still walked forward. His consciousness is rapidly weakening and becoming chaotic. However, the heart to win, let him burst out of a strong will. To defeat her, he must defeat this girl who is like a banished immortal.

Su Yu stood on the silk ribbon, looked at the monk who was still gripping his teeth and shook his head. She raised her sword and swung it again. Hiss, a terrible sword spirit, instantly out of hand, mercilessly cut in the monk's body.Bang, the monk's heart was unwilling to fall on the ground, his body a light tremor, instantly lost consciousness. From the beginning to the end, he never met Su Yu's clothes. This beautiful girl, like a goddess above the nine days, is beyond people's reach.

Su Yu did not look at the faint friar, but turned around and left slowly. He sat on the throne at the edge of the battle platform and rose slowly into the air. She looked at Hong Ling, who was nodding at her at this time. She was smiling and smiling, like the moon shining on the flowers, gentle and beautiful.

Hongling looks at Liancheng jade and Zhihuo, but finds that they haven't decided who to challenge at this time. However, the autumn rain from the wasteland city together with them even chose to challenge a monk with great accomplishment in refining Qi and transforming God. This girl, who appeared at the end of the selection process of Tianhuang City, is very strong.

Although she had only seven martial arts talent, she forced her opponent to a desperate situation. She was only in the late stage of refining Qi and transforming God, and was in the same realm as Liancheng jade and Zhihuo, but her combat power was close to that of ordinary refining God in the early stage. Hong Ling is very curious about this girl. Her weapon is a nine knot whip. This nine knots whip, want to practice well, very difficult, but autumn rain can play it out of a powerful power.

It's a pity that she failed in the end. Who can take part in the Tianzhao assembly. Every one of them has a very strong power. Even if autumn rain has the power to challenge the early days of refining, others will not be weak.

Hong Ling saw that she did not have a trace of regret, and was greatly impressed. Autumn rain can walk out of the 100000 mountains and successfully come to Qicheng on this day, which shows the tenacity of his martial spirit. The young man turned his eyes to other arena, and soon he saw his acquaintances.

It was a little fat man, who was humming and humming, standing on the last stage. He held his chest in both hands and narrowed his eyes, looking at a friar who was still empty of alchemy standing in front of him. One after another, the earth yellow halo flowed on him.

This fat man is not Sun Jia who appeared in the sorcerer holy land. It seems to feel Hongling's eyes. This guy looks back and grins at Hongling. His eyes are almost covered by the fat on his face. His breath at this time, very strong, obviously has successfully stepped into the realm of refining spirit and returning to emptiness. As for his opponent, although he was also a friar who was refining God and returning to emptiness, his breath was very empty.

After the fat man's back, a mace was put against his buttocks, and Quan was regarded as a chair to support him. His legs were cocked and his face looked like he was beaten.

"Well, I said," do you want to fight or not? If you don't, you should give up. You granddad and I are very busy Sun Jia looked impatiently at the suspicious monk in front of him, and the whole person slowly stood up. He didn't stand up. As soon as he got up, the heavy mace fell on the platform with a bang. Cracks, spread under the mace, covered the huge stone slab.

Goo Doo, the friar holding a spear across from the fat man, swallowed his saliva hard and looked at the wolf toothed stick under the fat man's feet. It's hard to imagine how heavy it is to smash the Obsidian iron slab of the battle platform and smash it into cracks with its own weight. However, although he was afraid, he could not fall without fighting.

"Hum, I know that you are one of the two great Chu's gems, the son of sun Shan of Yutian Marquis, and Sun Jia, the son of the Dragon elephant, who has been in the limelight recently! But do you think you can beat me easily? " The monk stares at Sun Jia and says with trembling.

"Nagging, annoying!"

Sun Jia looked at the monk who was more and more excited at this time, and a look of impatience flashed in his eyes. He put his toe on the end of the mace and stepped on it. The fat man reached out with one hand, grabbed the mace and hit the friar. The sound of the explosion of terror reverberated on the battle platform with a swing of his stick.

The monk's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect that the son of the Dragon elephant was actually a direct hand. This guy didn't even bother to fight, as if he was driving away flies. What did he think of himself? Although he is angry, but still for a moment, in his hands a long gun across the body, trying to stop the fat man's mace.

Boom, a shadow of people flying back, accompanied by a loud noise. The friars who fought against Sun Jia fell down like rags on the guard barrier of the battle platform. The spear in his hand had been broken into two pieces, and a huge dent had been smashed into his chest. Fortunately, as an alchemy monk, he has not yet died, but seriously injured and unconscious.

The fat man threw away the mace, patted his hands and dusted his clothes. Only then did he step into the throne on the edge of the platform. He rose quietly in the air and laughed at Hongling.

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