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As the sun rises, the spirit of the golden iron stick shines in all directions. A golden radiance covers the sunlight above the sky. A piece of light smoke seems to cover the Biwu stage, which is just the golden light.

The golden light covered the land as if falling into a golden world. When the surrounding golden smoke gathered towards the middle eye, the glory on the competition platform gradually dissipated. A figure standing upright and holding an iron bar shone on the whole, shaking the hearts of all.

Wearing gold armor, a wisp of gold streamer between his forehead fluttered in the wind, and the old magic wand in his hand was glowing with the blessing of the golden warrior soul.

Under the golden light, there are seven colorful lights hidden in the inner part of the old staff, which is the influence of the war spirit sacrifice.

Nanlin, who shows his martial arts skills, is surprised for a moment. The long gun in his hand splits down. After the soul of the army melts, Lin Ya swings out his old magic stick and hits the front of the long gun.

Bang! Boom

Both of them are full of effort, and the air flow at the intersection is cylindrical and spreads towards the surrounding area.

This cylindrical wave didn't stop until it spread around the Biwu platform. The ground was smashed and turned into debris, and the surrounding array was shining. After the wave, the rock debris completely turned into dust.

On the competition platform, a golden figure stands tall and upright. Looking at Nanlin in the distance, his right hand is bleeding, and his eyes are full of anger, more unwilling.

Facing Nanlin in front of him, Lin Ya smiles: "Lin Nantian doesn't release the supreme Dharma of your Lord. You may die here today!"

is as like as two peas in the golden dress, the old man's stick, the smile that is outlined in his mouth, which is exactly the same as the original scene of the mountain.

"I don't know what you're talking about! But if you want to defeat me today, your golden spirit is obviously not enough. "

"Is it?"

Without too much nonsense, the soul of the moon wrapped itself to increase defense, and the old golden staff waved: "ten thousand men can't defeat the eighteen sticks!"

Hearing this name, Nanlin's eyes are full of fire. Fortunately, the martial arts script that was snatched by him was just a yellow level inferior skill.

The old staff, which was waving, attacked Lin Nantian with the sound of breaking wind.

The fierce momentum covered the whole field, and with a wave of heavy and fierce wind, Nanlin retreated one after another in front of his eyes. At the moment, everyone's eyes were shocked.

The color of shock comes from one of the advantages of the Tianjie youth, and the other comes from the twin martial spirits of the Tianjie youth.

Although the four brothers of Li family are also twins, they have already shocked them once. However, the young man's two kinds of martial spirits are the same blue ones and the same golden ones.

In addition, teenagers are the ones who are triggered by natural calamities. If they don't die in the middle of the way, they are definitely not things in the pool.

"Die for me!"

The old prodigal struck the retreating Nanlin, and his eyes were full of anger: "I will repay you the shame of the past."

He was still determined to chop his words. Facing such a blow, Nanlin bit his teeth and hit him with the old staff.

The ground is a burst of collapse, with the smoke and dust all over the sky, two people's shadows come and go back and forth in the sand city, and only two vague figures can be seen fighting back and forth among them.

It is necessary to say that Lin Nan Tian is much stronger than he was at the beginning. If it was not for the blessing of his golden warrior soul, he had the golden airflow formed by the combination of starlight and the essence of the sun.

With the blessing of the three, he can fight against Lin Nantian in front of him. The person who cultivates in the eight sections of Wuling state may be defeated by his crazy attack.

"A genius in the martial spirit realm can be regarded as Tianjiao on the basis of his cultivation. However, today, he has to be divided into two parts. What is the reason for the two people's deep hatred?"

A man in his fifties held a paper umbrella and shook his head, his eyes full of regret.

"Storyteller! After today, you can write a story about the deeds of these two teenagers and convey their young talents in the streets. "

Although the words around were plain, there was also a feeling of regret. Obviously, they were reluctant to die one of the two teenagers.

But some people are different. Most of them are jealous of their hearts. When they see two dying, one looks forward to it.

"Lin Nantian!"

With a big drink on the high platform, a golden figure in the smoke and dust jumped into the sky and called out the name of Nanlin, which did not belong to the lower part of Nanlin.

"Strike with dragon power!"

Since the Lin family almost died, he seldom used this move. Now he has broken through the Wuling realm, and I don't know if it will have a great impact on himself.

The old stick in his hand was blazing with blazing brilliance. All the people under the stage covered the dazzling light with one hand.With the roar of the dragon's powerful strike, Nanlin's startled eyes below him showed that the old magic stick, which gathered all the martial spirit of the whole body, chopped at the waving Lin Nantian.

"Boom! Bang

After a shocking explosion, the martial arts competition arena above began to vibrate violently, even though it was still broken under the repair of the competition arena.

With the sound of the second explosion, although the robbery youth today brought them too much shock color, but now their hearts are still unable to recover for a long time.

Because the 400 meter competition platform above was hard hit into pieces by the golden figure, and the original intact array around it turned into nothingness and damage and subsided.

The competition platform, which has been standing in Cloud City for many years, was interrupted by a young man with an iron bar. The anger in his words seems to be due to hatred.

"I may have guessed why this young man came to set up a state of life and death."

"Why?" The crowd looked at the storyteller with doubts.

"Because of the feud!"

Is it not nonsense that people show scorn? You need to say, and then only listen to the storyteller with black sunglasses continue: "have you ever heard the words that the young man is shouting out of his mouth?"

"Seems to be Lin Nantian?"

"Yes! It's Lin Nantian, who was once an excellent son of the Lin family. Since I'm a storyteller, I certainly know these things. "

"What does it have to do with him?" People with a color of surprise looked at the storyteller in front of their eyes, full of doubt in the color.

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