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Song Yan's eyes are coldly staring at the increasingly weak Xuanxin of life breath, and whispers to him: "in my eyes, you are not good at cultivating immortals?"
"You Poof
Open mouth spurts out a mouthful of blood, Xuan heart is up to the sky to fall to the ground, completely lost the breath of life.
Song Yan takes out the dagger inserted in Xuan's heart and goes to the secret way in his heart. These people practice garbage skills and use garbage magic weapons. Even the foundation they build is the foundation of miscellaneous properties. Therefore, their strength is far from that of the real immortal cultivators.
Seeing his beloved's death, Wu Yangzi pinched his fist, stared at the fallen body with a gloomy face, and said: "you are a nine fold innate cultivator and several magic weapons. You will be defeated by a eight fold innate ordinary martial artist, and you will lose your face as a teacher. However, although you lose your face as a teacher, you still have to take the revenge for you Newspaper! "
The yellow side.
When the war god team saw that song Yan killed another cultivator, each of them showed an incredible look, because when Xuanxin came on the stage, the four commanders of dragon sword and King Kong explained to everyone that the cultivation of Xuanxin had reached the nine points of innate cultivation.
After eight previous defeats, it seems to us that it's very difficult to overcome the elites even if we can surpass ourselves.
Although song Yan won two rounds, in the first round, the monk's accomplishments were only seven, one lower than him. In the second round, the Taoist in green robe was eight, which was equal to his accomplishments.
But now, Xuanxin is born with nine parts, so no one thinks that song Yan can win.
But in such a blink of an eye, song Yan killed the impossible opponent with one move.
"Why do I feel that those immortals have become so weak all of a sudden?" Zhao Ying had some doubts.
"It's not that they are weak, it's that our team leader is too strong!" The witch wind sinks the voice way, a pair of eyes son twinkle in inexplicable light.
"Also, a Yan has always been good at leapfrog challenges! Just did not expect that his strength has become so strong! " Zhao Ying nodded in deep thought.
Over there in the audience.
Sitting in the front row, the head of state suddenly turned to Zhao Changsheng and said, "Zhao Lao, the kid on the stage should be song Yan, is it from your Zhao family?"
Zhao Changsheng smiled and nodded, "this child is my adoptive son."
"There is no limit to the child's achievements." The Fuehrer sighed, and then the opposite secretary said: "go tell Han song to change song inkstone quickly, and don't let him make any more nonsense!"
The words of the head of state fell to the public's ears. As we all know, the head of state is protecting song Yan. Although song Yan won three games in a row, the first two games are good. The third one is really a fluke. If he didn't make a surprise attack at a high speed, he would assassinate Xuanxin at one stroke. Once Xuanxin sacrifices FA Bao, it's hard to say who wins or loses.
Han song, who was ordered, hurriedly went up to song inkstone and said, "Song inkstone, please go down!"
"Slow!"
Wu Yangzi's voice sounded.
"What can I do for you, elder?" Han song has some ugly faces to the Wu Yangzi road.
Wu Yangzi lightly glanced at Song inkstone and said in a cold voice: "three days ago, we both set the rules of martial arts competition. Each side has a hundred people, one fight, and this kid has three fights in a row, so he has broken the rules!
You should be punished for breaking the rules.
Now, I will give you two choices. First, let him continue to fight until he is killed. Second, take the three palms of the poor way. If the three palms don't die, you can end up! "
"I choose the first one!"
Without waiting for Han song to speak, song Yan is the first to make a choice.
Han song looks at Song Yan helplessly: "how do you...?"
"Don't worry, old Han. I'm sure!" Song Yan winked at Han song.
"Then be careful!"
Han Song nodded and retreated to the field.
However, the head of state's face was a little gloomy. The cultivators wanted to suppress the situation. They really had no way to resist. They only hoped that song Yan could kill more cultivators, but song Yan himself might fall down.
"Asshole! They are too shameless! " Tang Qingya's righteous and indignant way.
"They are blatant about killing song brothers!" Ye Feng looks anxiously at Song inkstone in the field.
In the field.
Wu Yangzi stared at Song Yan and said slowly, "young generation, the only outcome of our fight against Xianmen is death. You can wait for death slowly!"
"Is it?"
Song Yan couldn't refuse to smile. He decided that he would kill all the immortals today.
"Hum!"
Wuyangzi dodged away, and then another man, a nine fold immortal, came to the scene.
Because he learned the lesson of Xuanxin, before he went on the stage, he offered a bronze bell magic weapon, which is a treasure of three kinds. After the sacrifice, he would send out a foot thick treasure light to cover himself.
"My name is the saying. Remember, don't forget my name when you go to hell!"As soon as the words fell, the immortal, who was born with nine parts, attacked song Yan.
His attack magic weapon is also a flying sword.
This flying sword is also a treasure of three kinds. However, its refining method is very rough, which can't compare with the bronze flying sword of song inkstone.
With one finger, the flying sword, like black lightning, rushes straight to the eyebrow and heart of song inkstone.
Facing the sudden black flying sword, song Yan did not show any fear. He raised his hand and pointed out.
There are swords between fingers.
"Bang!"
This blade successfully hit the black flying sword, not only blocking it, but also repelling it.
"You, how can you defeat my flying sword?"
As the saying goes, seeing this scene can't help but show the color of shock and surprise.
Even if he didn't have a magic weapon, he didn't dare to fight against the flying sword of Sanpin treasure ware. But now, this ordinary warrior has done it.
"What is that?"
Song Yan Dynasty often said that he smiled, but the smile fell in his eyes, but there was a bad taste.
At this time, song Yan probes and grabs it.
He caught the black flying sword in his hand.
Seeing this, as the saying goes, it's a joy. This guy is really looking for his own death. He dare to catch my flying sword.
So, he quickly pinched a sword Jue.
However, just when he grasped the sword Jue, Jian Yuan of song Yan stormed into the inside of the flying sword, breaking the spirit mark left in the flying sword in an instant.
"Poof!"
As the saying goes, a mouthful of blood spurts out from his mouth, sensing that the connection between himself and the flying sword has been broken, which can't be explained by surprise.
"You, how did you do it?"
"Want to know? I won't tell you! "
Song Yan smiled and came to the common saying when he was shaking. He raised his hand and clapped.
"Although I don't know how you broke the mark of my flying sword, you still..."
"Click!"
As the saying goes, song Yan's fist just smashed the one foot light, and then he punched him in the chest. Zhen Yuan penetrated into the body and directly hanged his opponent's heart into pieces.
As the saying goes, the voice of song Yan suddenly stops. His eyes are getting dimmer and dimmer. At last, he looks up to the sky and falls down, but his eyes are wide open. He has no idea about his dying. Why can song Yan easily break his magic defense?
[author's aside]: Thank you [Haoye] for your great reward.
First of all, there will be five watchings today
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Song Yan's eyes are coldly staring at the increasingly weak Xuanxin of life breath, and whispers to him: "in my eyes, you are not good at cultivating immortals?"
"You Poof
Open mouth spurts out a mouthful of blood, Xuan heart is up to the sky to fall to the ground, completely lost the breath of life.
Song Yan takes out the dagger inserted in Xuan's heart and goes to the secret way in his heart. These people practice garbage skills and use garbage magic weapons. Even the foundation they build is the foundation of miscellaneous properties. Therefore, their strength is far from that of the real immortal cultivators.
Seeing his beloved's death, Wu Yangzi pinched his fist, stared at the fallen body with a gloomy face, and said: "you are a nine fold innate cultivator and several magic weapons. You will be defeated by a eight fold innate ordinary martial artist, and you will lose your face as a teacher. However, although you lose your face as a teacher, you still have to take the revenge for you Newspaper! "
The yellow side.
When the war god team saw that song Yan killed another cultivator, each of them showed an incredible look, because when Xuanxin came on the stage, the four commanders of dragon sword and King Kong explained to everyone that the cultivation of Xuanxin had reached the nine points of innate cultivation.
After eight previous defeats, it seems to us that it's very difficult to overcome the elites even if we can surpass ourselves.
Although song Yan won two rounds, in the first round, the monk's accomplishments were only seven, one lower than him. In the second round, the Taoist in green robe was eight, which was equal to his accomplishments.
But now, Xuanxin is born with nine parts, so no one thinks that song Yan can win.
But in such a blink of an eye, song Yan killed the impossible opponent with one move.
"Why do I feel that those immortals have become so weak all of a sudden?" Zhao Ying had some doubts.
"It's not that they are weak, it's that our team leader is too strong!" The witch wind sinks the voice way, a pair of eyes son twinkle in inexplicable light.
"Also, a Yan has always been good at leapfrog challenges! Just did not expect that his strength has become so strong! " Zhao Ying nodded in deep thought.
Over there in the audience.
Sitting in the front row, the head of state suddenly turned to Zhao Changsheng and said, "Zhao Lao, the kid on the stage should be song Yan, is it from your Zhao family?"
Zhao Changsheng smiled and nodded, "this child is my adoptive son."
"There is no limit to the child's achievements." The Fuehrer sighed, and then the opposite secretary said: "go tell Han song to change song inkstone quickly, and don't let him make any more nonsense!"
The words of the head of state fell to the public's ears. As we all know, the head of state is protecting song Yan. Although song Yan won three games in a row, the first two games are good. The third one is really a fluke. If he didn't make a surprise attack at a high speed, he would assassinate Xuanxin at one stroke. Once Xuanxin sacrifices FA Bao, it's hard to say who wins or loses.
Han song, who was ordered, hurriedly went up to song inkstone and said, "Song inkstone, please go down!"
"Slow!"
Wu Yangzi's voice sounded.
"What can I do for you, elder?" Han song has some ugly faces to the Wu Yangzi road.
Wu Yangzi lightly glanced at Song inkstone and said in a cold voice: "three days ago, we both set the rules of martial arts competition. Each side has a hundred people, one fight, and this kid has three fights in a row, so he has broken the rules!
You should be punished for breaking the rules.
Now, I will give you two choices. First, let him continue to fight until he is killed. Second, take the three palms of the poor way. If the three palms don't die, you can end up! "
"I choose the first one!"
Without waiting for Han song to speak, song Yan is the first to make a choice.
Han song looks at Song Yan helplessly: "how do you...?"
"Don't worry, old Han. I'm sure!" Song Yan winked at Han song.
"Then be careful!"
Han Song nodded and retreated to the field.
However, the head of state's face was a little gloomy. The cultivators wanted to suppress the situation. They really had no way to resist. They only hoped that song Yan could kill more cultivators, but song Yan himself might fall down.
"Asshole! They are too shameless! " Tang Qingya's righteous and indignant way.
"They are blatant about killing song brothers!" Ye Feng looks anxiously at Song inkstone in the field.
In the field.
Wu Yangzi stared at Song Yan and said slowly, "young generation, the only outcome of our fight against Xianmen is death. You can wait for death slowly!"
"Is it?"
Song Yan couldn't refuse to smile. He decided that he would kill all the immortals today.
"Hum!"
Wuyangzi dodged away, and then another man, a nine fold immortal, came to the scene.
Because he learned the lesson of Xuanxin, before he went on the stage, he offered a bronze bell magic weapon, which is a treasure of three kinds. After the sacrifice, he would send out a foot thick treasure light to cover himself.
"My name is the saying. Remember, don't forget my name when you go to hell!"As soon as the words fell, the immortal, who was born with nine parts, attacked song Yan.
His attack magic weapon is also a flying sword.
This flying sword is also a treasure of three kinds. However, its refining method is very rough, which can't compare with the bronze flying sword of song inkstone.
With one finger, the flying sword, like black lightning, rushes straight to the eyebrow and heart of song inkstone.
Facing the sudden black flying sword, song Yan did not show any fear. He raised his hand and pointed out.
There are swords between fingers.
"Bang!"
This blade successfully hit the black flying sword, not only blocking it, but also repelling it.
"You, how can you defeat my flying sword?"
As the saying goes, seeing this scene can't help but show the color of shock and surprise.
Even if he didn't have a magic weapon, he didn't dare to fight against the flying sword of Sanpin treasure ware. But now, this ordinary warrior has done it.
"What is that?"
Song Yan Dynasty often said that he smiled, but the smile fell in his eyes, but there was a bad taste.
At this time, song Yan probes and grabs it.
He caught the black flying sword in his hand.
Seeing this, as the saying goes, it's a joy. This guy is really looking for his own death. He dare to catch my flying sword.
So, he quickly pinched a sword Jue.
However, just when he grasped the sword Jue, Jian Yuan of song Yan stormed into the inside of the flying sword, breaking the spirit mark left in the flying sword in an instant.
"Poof!"
As the saying goes, a mouthful of blood spurts out from his mouth, sensing that the connection between himself and the flying sword has been broken, which can't be explained by surprise.
"You, how did you do it?"
"Want to know? I won't tell you! "
Song Yan smiled and came to the common saying when he was shaking. He raised his hand and clapped.
"Although I don't know how you broke the mark of my flying sword, you still..."
"Click!"
As the saying goes, song Yan's fist just smashed the one foot light, and then he punched him in the chest. Zhen Yuan penetrated into the body and directly hanged his opponent's heart into pieces.
As the saying goes, the voice of song Yan suddenly stops. His eyes are getting dimmer and dimmer. At last, he looks up to the sky and falls down, but his eyes are wide open. He has no idea about his dying. Why can song Yan easily break his magic defense?
[author's aside]: Thank you [Haoye] for your great reward.
First of all, there will be five watchings today
Song Yan's eyes are coldly staring at the increasingly weak Xuanxin of life breath, and whispers to him: "in my eyes, you are not good at cultivating immortals?" "You Poof Open mouth spurts out a mouthful of blood, Xuan heart is up to the sky to fall to the ground, completely lost the breath of life. Song Yan takes out the dagger inserted in Xuan's heart and goes to the secret way in his heart. These people practice garbage skills and use garbage magic weapons. Even the foundation they build is the foundation of miscellaneous properties. Therefore, their strength is far from that of the real immortal cultivators. Seeing his beloved's death, Wu Yangzi pinched his fist, stared at the fallen body with a gloomy face, and said: "you are a nine fold innate cultivator and several magic weapons. You will be defeated by a eight fold innate ordinary martial artist, and you will lose your face as a teacher. However, although you lose your face as a teacher, you still have to take the revenge for you Newspaper! " The yellow side. When the war god team saw that song Yan killed another cultivator, each of them showed an incredible look, because when Xuanxin came on the stage, the four commanders of dragon sword and King Kong explained to everyone that the cultivation of Xuanxin had reached the nine points of innate cultivation. After eight previous defeats, it seems to us that it's very difficult to overcome the elites even if we can surpass ourselves. Although song Yan won two rounds, in the first round, the monk's accomplishments were only seven, one lower than him. In the second round, the Taoist in green robe was eight, which was equal to his accomplishments. But now, Xuanxin is born with nine parts, so no one thinks that song Yan can win. But in such a blink of an eye, song Yan killed the impossible opponent with one move. "Why do I feel that those immortals have become so weak all of a sudden?" Zhao Ying had some doubts. "It's not that they are weak, it's that our team leader is too strong!" The witch wind sinks the voice way, a pair of eyes son twinkle in inexplicable light. "Also, a Yan has always been good at leapfrog challenges! Just did not expect that his strength has become so strong! " Zhao Ying nodded in deep thought. Over there in the audience. Sitting in the front row, the head of state suddenly turned to Zhao Changsheng and said, "Zhao Lao, the kid on the stage should be song Yan, is it from your Zhao family?" Zhao Changsheng smiled and nodded, "this child is my adoptive son." "There is no limit to the child's achievements." The Fuehrer sighed, and then the opposite secretary said: "go tell Han song to change song inkstone quickly, and don't let him make any more nonsense!" The words of the head of state fell to the public's ears. As we all know, the head of state is protecting song Yan. Although song Yan won three games in a row, the first two games are good. The third one is really a fluke. If he didn't make a surprise attack at a high speed, he would assassinate Xuanxin at one stroke. Once Xuanxin sacrifices FA Bao, it's hard to say who wins or loses. Han song, who was ordered, hurriedly went up to song inkstone and said, "Song inkstone, please go down!" "Slow!" Wu Yangzi's voice sounded. "What can I do for you, elder?" Han song has some ugly faces to the Wu Yangzi road. Wu Yangzi lightly glanced at Song inkstone and said in a cold voice: "three days ago, we both set the rules of martial arts competition. Each side has a hundred people, one fight, and this kid has three fights in a row, so he has broken the rules! You should be punished for breaking the rules. Now, I will give you two choices. First, let him continue to fight until he is killed. Second, take the three palms of the poor way. If the three palms don't die, you can end up! " "I choose the first one!" Without waiting for Han song to speak, song Yan is the first to make a choice. Han song looks at Song Yan helplessly: "how do you...?" "Don't worry, old Han. I'm sure!" Song Yan winked at Han song. "Then be careful!" Han Song nodded and retreated to the field. However, the head of state's face was a little gloomy. The cultivators wanted to suppress the situation. They really had no way to resist. They only hoped that song Yan could kill more cultivators, but song Yan himself might fall down. "Asshole! They are too shameless! " Tang Qingya's righteous and indignant way. "They are blatant about killing song brothers!" Ye Feng looks anxiously at Song inkstone in the field. In the field. Wu Yangzi stared at Song Yan and said slowly, "young generation, the only outcome of our fight against Xianmen is death. You can wait for death slowly!" "Is it?" Song Yan couldn't refuse to smile. He decided that he would kill all the immortals today. "Hum!" Wuyangzi dodged away, and then another man, a nine fold immortal, came to the scene. Because he learned the lesson of Xuanxin, before he went on the stage, he offered a bronze bell magic weapon, which is a treasure of three kinds. After the sacrifice, he would send out a foot thick treasure light to cover himself. "My name is the saying. Remember, don't forget my name when you go to hell!"As soon as the words fell, the immortal, who was born with nine parts, attacked song Yan. His attack magic weapon is also a flying sword. This flying sword is also a treasure of three kinds. However, its refining method is very rough, which can't compare with the bronze flying sword of song inkstone. With one finger, the flying sword, like black lightning, rushes straight to the eyebrow and heart of song inkstone. Facing the sudden black flying sword, song Yan did not show any fear. He raised his hand and pointed out. There are swords between fingers. "Bang!" This blade successfully hit the black flying sword, not only blocking it, but also repelling it. "You, how can you defeat my flying sword?" As the saying goes, seeing this scene can't help but show the color of shock and surprise. Even if he didn't have a magic weapon, he didn't dare to fight against the flying sword of Sanpin treasure ware. But now, this ordinary warrior has done it. "What is that?" Song Yan Dynasty often said that he smiled, but the smile fell in his eyes, but there was a bad taste. At this time, song Yan probes and grabs it. He caught the black flying sword in his hand. Seeing this, as the saying goes, it's a joy. This guy is really looking for his own death. He dare to catch my flying sword. So, he quickly pinched a sword Jue. However, just when he grasped the sword Jue, Jian Yuan of song Yan stormed into the inside of the flying sword, breaking the spirit mark left in the flying sword in an instant. "Poof!" As the saying goes, a mouthful of blood spurts out from his mouth, sensing that the connection between himself and the flying sword has been broken, which can't be explained by surprise. "You, how did you do it?" "Want to know? I won't tell you! " Song Yan smiled and came to the common saying when he was shaking. He raised his hand and clapped. "Although I don't know how you broke the mark of my flying sword, you still..." "Click!" As the saying goes, song Yan's fist just smashed the one foot light, and then he punched him in the chest. Zhen Yuan penetrated into the body and directly hanged his opponent's heart into pieces. As the saying goes, the voice of song Yan suddenly stops. His eyes are getting dimmer and dimmer. At last, he looks up to the sky and falls down, but his eyes are wide open. He has no idea about his dying. Why can song Yan easily break his magic defense? author's aside: Thank you Haoye for your great reward. First of all, there will be five watchings today
