Chapter 2019

The battle between the two zhenzhuan disciples is imminent.

To tell you the truth, if you can say the most promising words, then it is Yin Bai against Lu Jun.

The battle between the geniuses is very attractive to the younger generation.

In particular, this kind of super genius standing in the top ten of the patriarchal world.

Although Yin Bai can't squeeze into the top seven, his accomplishments are almost equal to Lu Jun's!

There are so many young disciples in the sect world, and the talents who can wander up and down in the top ten, in any case, are a situation that people can look up to.

What's more, God seems to know what fate means, and even arranges these two people to fight together.

It's just different that last year, Yin Bai and Lu Jun played in the third round.

Fan Yu, the leader of the reclusive palace, sneered: "last year Lu Jun lost to you. How do you know that this year's Lu Jun is no longer comparable to last year."

As soon as Lu Jun came up, he called out his long gun.

The whole body of his spear presents a kind of silver, and the sharp breath is extremely fierce on the gun head.

"This is Lu Jun's top quality spirit tool, silver soul tai'a!"

"I've heard that there is a spirit in his spirit. It's very powerful." There was a cry in the crowd.

As time went by, Lu Jun's spear shot out, and a piece of silver light exploded and flashed, just like the silver light diffused down from nine days. After a close look, there was a strange halo flowing around. This is a kind of blessing power given to weapons by the spirit.

The silver light, on the spot is soaring 100 meters so huge, the head shrouded up.

"Long soul stabbing curtain!"

Yin Bai was so surprised that he was almost defeated by Lu Jun's almost killer moves last year.

Because, that is Lu Jun's famous skill!

"As soon as he came up, he used last year's killing tactics!" Han Yi also exclaimed.

It was this move that made Yin Bai suffer a lot last year, forcing him to use immature killing moves to resist the past.

"Yin Bai! Last year, you broke my long soul stab curtain. Today, do you dare to break me again? " Lu Jun in the distance burst out laughing, his eyes full of provocation.

Yin Bai's face was awe inspiring. His eyes flashed, and his eyes flashed. With a grip of emptiness, countless spiritual powers of heaven and earth impelled him to turn into the force of Fu.

Then, in the sky, there is a stone tablet of tens of meters.

The second form of Xiaoyao Fu, hammer heaven stele!

All people look up, it is a kind of posture as if the top of the mountain, that kind of powerful and vast power, let many people feel a kind of suffocation.

After all, among those present, Hou Chunyang, Fan Yu and Zhuo Qinghai, as well as Ren Zhongchen, Chen baifei, and others, were not as powerful as Yin Bai.

This is the inside story of xiaoyaomen.

However, in the face of this familiar scene, Fan Yu sneered and did not worry at all.

However, they were worried about Wen Zhan. They had found that Yin Bai's face turned pale and his whole body was shaking.

"No! Yin Bai can't hold on! "

Hammer the sky stele, that is to be able to use the ninth layer of Xiaoyao Fu.

However, Yin Bai only realized half of it last year, but at that time, he was forced to urge.

But this time, Yin Bai Xiu didn't make any progress at all, and he was still hurt. How could he continue to understand?

This is bound to hurt more!

"Ha ha! Good coming! Give it to me

Lu Jun laughed three times. The spear was almost empty. The light curtain suddenly swept up and covered the falling hammer stele.

"Boom

There was a loud noise in the air, and the hammer stele was squeezed into an aftershock. Yin Bai's pupils shrank and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The power of the attack made his physical condition worse.

"Elder martial brother!"

"Yin Bai!"

Xiaoyao door up and down the face of the dead gray color, Wenzhan their face, immediately is full of all thoughts and silence.

Yes, Yin Bai failed.

Hammering the sky stele is powerful, but the more gorgeous, the more like a brilliant rose, just a moment in full bloom, has been doomed to wither.

"I see." Zhuo Qinghai, the master of Xianfu clan, said faintly.

He seems to see Lu Jun's strength.

However, Hou Chunyang doesn't care at all. No matter how strong Lu Jun is, in his eyes, he can't be the opponent of Ren Zhongchen.

But Ren Zhongchen, in closing his eyes and cultivating his mind, has six senses outside, so he should not have opened his eyes.

Lu Jun, armed with a spear, swept over and walked to Yin Bai, who was half kneeling on the ground and was gushing blood. With a look down attitude, he sneered: "Yin Bai, you are really stepping back."Yin Bai's face was gray and covered his chest. He said weakly, "I I haven't lost yet... "

He seems to want to stand up, but Lu Jun see this, disdain tunnel: "lose is lost, you can't surpass me, admit defeat."

In the last sentence, Lu Jun looked at Wenzhan and his colleagues. Obviously, this is what he said to the whole xiaoyaomen.

Seeing this, the audience immediately shook their heads in secret.

Is it true that the first place has been occupied for a thousand years?

They were all dead in the civil war.

It's not terrible to lose. What's terrible is that this admission of defeat is equivalent to abandoning the face of a thousand years. Moreover, it will be more difficult and impossible to regain the position of Shanmen in the future.

Wen Zhan sighed, although they are not willing, but not willing, what can they do?

Now that we have known that it is the result of destiny, should we go against the will of God?

Wen Zhan sighed, stood up a step, and said, "well, we xiaoyaomen, recognize..."

At this time, it seemed that from thousands of meters away, a voice like thunder and a flood bell passed through Ali --

"if I am here, how can xiaoyaomen lose?"

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