Chapter 3268

Yuan Fei didn't want to see Shen Lang win the first place.

The strong jealousy in his heart drove him to stop it! If yuan Fei wants to regain the trust of Tianying Laozu, he must defeat Shen Lang and kill this humble bastard!

In order to deal with Shen Lang, Yuan Fei also made a lot of money this time. He was ready to fight with Shen Lang when he was fighting for the place, so as to frustrate his spirit!

"Shen Lang, you are not what you used to be! But I, Jin Hong, am not a vegetarian. This time, I will be ashamed to defeat you! "

Jin Hong's eyes are clear, and he swears in his heart. The more powerful the waves are, the more will they inspire him to fight!

Yang Wei glanced at the waves flying down, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes. Shen Lang, the son of a bitch, is so unfathomable that he hopes he won't run into this guy.

The unconscious Wang Sheng was carried down, and Shen Lang returned to the field and found a place to rest.

A large number of monks' eyes focused on Shen Lang, with a trace of awe in surprise.

Many friars even wanted to say hello to Shen lang. Shen Lang released a strange black whirlwind around him, making them unable to get close.

The fighting will continue.

It took more than ten days to finish the first round. Half of the monks were eliminated and half were promoted.

Then he went on the second round. After three or four days, it was Shen Lang's turn. This time, his opponent was much weaker. He was just a monk at the top of the semi immortal.

The second wave still didn't start. It was easy to solve the opponent by casting the magic of the holy eye.

It's the same with the third, the fourth, the fifth and even the sixth.

Shen Lang's magic means are too strange. All his duels are not ornamental. When he comes out, he will be killed in seconds. No one can see what level Shen Lang's real strength can reach.

With the martial arts meeting going on, Shen Lang's every second killing surprised all the disciples of the Seven Saints' palace, and even everyone was discussing which monk could make a few moves on Shen Lang's hand, so that he would not be killed as soon as he appeared

Shen Lang became the most talked about topic by the disciples of the Seven Saints Palace at this martial arts conference.

In addition to Shen Lang, Xia Shaner, Ning Xiaoyao and Bai Weiwei all won six battles and were promoted smoothly.

All the descendants of the seven saints were also promoted successfully.

Finally, the fight will be in full swing to the seventh round, the seventh round is a huge watershed, the successful promotion to this round of only a thousand monks, almost all of the players have the immortal cultivation.

All friars are divided into a group. The information of each match is broadcast temporarily. No one knows who his opponent will be. The players have no chance to prepare in advance.

"Scene 62, Xia Shaner vs. Yang Wei!"

Finally, it's Xia Shaner's turn to play, but her opponent is Yang Wei, the descendant of the Seven Saints.

Shen Lang frowned and whispered to Xia Shan'er: "Shan'er, although Yang Wei's strength is ordinary, he is the descendant of the Seven Saints. Maybe he will have a powerful magic weapon. It's estimated that it will be very difficult. First of all, go all out and see if you can knock it down. If you lose the enemy, retreat or surrender in time. "

Last time he beat Yang Wei up, the other side must have a grudge. Shen Lang is worried that Yang Wei will vent his anger on Xia Shan'er. He immediately tells Xia Shan'er the pros and cons, and tells her not to love war too much.

Xia Shan'er understood Shen Lang's idea. Although she didn't want to surrender, considering that she didn't want Shen Lang to worry, she nodded and said, "Shan'er understands."

"Hateful Yang Wei, the brute's opponent is not my girl, otherwise my girl will tear him to pieces!"

Ning Xiaoyao's cold eyes flashed a strong killing opportunity. She took a deep breath and told Xia Shaner: "Shan'er, don't try to be brave, just listen to what Shen Lang said."

"Good!"

Charlotte nodded slightly.

As the duel is about to begin, Yang Wei takes the lead in turning into a golden light and falls on the challenge arena in the center of the square, followed by Xia Shaner, who floats across from him.

Yang Wei glanced at Xia Shan'er and said with a grim smile, "who should I be? It turns out it's you little girl. Hum, this time I met Ben Shao, you are the girl

With that, Yang Wei takes the initiative and is ready to teach Shen Lang a lesson, which can be regarded as revenge for Shen Lang.

"Earthly magic, ye dance storm!"

Yang Wei opened his mouth and spewed out a whirlpool of blue storm, which turned into a huge blue tornado and went head-on to kill Xia Shaner.

Tens of thousands of cyan filaments are surging in the tuyere, which contains a strong destructive force!

"The sixth terrace of celestial arts, Tianxin sword array!"

Seeing Yang Wei's blue storm coming, Xia Shan'er's eyes were cold. She opened her mouth and let out a cheering sound. Ninety nine Tianxin flying swords broke out and turned into countless white sword rain.

The sword rain gathered into a huge whirlpool of white sword rain and ran into the coming blue tornado.

"Boom!"

The white sword rain whirlpool collided with the blue tornado, and the dense and dull explosion noise made people tinnitus and deaf.Xia Shaner's Tianxin sword array is beyond imagination. The sword rain vortex released suppresses the blue tornado and spreads towards Yang Wei like cotton candy.

"No way!"

Yang Wei took a cold breath. He thought that Xia Shan'er was a soft persimmon. How could he know that she was so powerful that she could stabilize her attack?

Xia Shan'er's Tianxin sword array is a skill in Xuannv's Secret Scripture. With the power of Tianxin sword array alone, her combat power is even better than that of ordinary people's friars in the middle of immortality!

Yang Wei's cultivation is only in the early stage of human immortality. His talent and understanding are general, but his strength is not very strong. Relying on the blood of the Seven Saints, his combat power is at most comparable to that of the ordinary mid-term friars of human immortality, far less than that of the later friars of human immortality.

"Ziyun mirror, open!"

When Yang Wei saw that the white sword rain was spreading, he was so worried that he sacrificed a purple mirror the size of a palm, and put a huge amount of chaotic power into the mirror.

"Buzz, buzz!"

The purple light of the mirror rose sharply, and the mirror released a lot of purple fog, which protected Yang Wei's whole body like layers of purple clouds.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

A lot of sword rain hit on the purple cloud, like heavy objects hitting on cotton, making a dull explosion.

This mysterious purple cloud can dissolve the attack power! The countless sword rain released by Xia Shan'er's Tianxin sword array is blocked by purple clouds, which can't hurt Yang Wei at all.

"It's worthy of Ziyun mirror. It's really easy to use!"

Yang Wei was secretly happy.

The Ziyun mirror is a rare pure defensive mirror type immortal tool given by his father Yang He. It is much more precious than the ordinary one.

Yang He is also a face lover. He doesn't want to see his stupid son ranking at the bottom of the Seven Saints' descendants. He simply gives him a magic weapon to defend himself and orders Yang Wei to get a good place.

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