Chapter 915: The more I live, the more I go back
had made such a big trouble tonight!"Minister Zhao, you can just send the invitation letter to your subordinates at will, but since you have brought someone here, you have to take care of it!" Mr. Fan...on the ground beside Biwutai, embroidered plum clenched her teeth and stood up.
she was covering her right shoulder with a deep wound dripping blood.
but at the moment, the gray gas on her body concentrated on the wound and forcibly stopped the bleeding.
Xiu Mei stared at Murong Jian on the competition stage, her eyes full of murderous intention.
I have to say she was careless just now.
but she can still fight!
with her strength, Murong Jian must be killed!
embroidered plum clenched her teeth and wanted to take the stage.
"Game 6 of the second round, the second small game, Chuan long GE Mu Rong Jiansheng!"
at this time, the voice of the referee resounded throughout the Shenwu stage.
according to the stipulation of a hundred cases, as long as you land outside the competition stage, you can decide the defeat.
although there is still room for embroidered plum, it has fallen on the ground outside Biwutai, so this competition is considered to have lost.
hearing this result, embroidered Mei's heart thumped and looked at the site of Ziyan Palace in the distance.
she knows that Miyagi Jiangshima has already arrived.
the failure caused by her carelessness. Is bound to be severely punished.
"Spoop."
at this time, applause broke out in the audience.
the cruelty before embroidery made the vast majority of people present feel disgusted.
now it's natural to be glad to see her defeated.
Murong Jian inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, turned to step down, and returned to the venue of the Dragon Pavilion.
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"this Murong Jian... The strength is good. " In the audience, Fang Yu stared at the back of Murong Jian, her eyes moving slightly.
from the point of view of the breath, Murong Jian has been repaired from the middle to the later stage of the deification period.
but on the side of embroidered plum, Xiuwei can't see the depth.
for a moment, I feel like I'm in a disillusioned period, and then I'm back to being a virgin.
but in any case, embroidered plum was obviously one of the core disciples of Ziyan Palace more than two thousand years ago.
at almost the same level of cultivation, it is extremely difficult for a contemporary young monk to defeat an old monster who has been practiced more than two thousand years ago.
in particular, this old monster still has strange blessings on him.
in addition, Fang Yu is also interested in the so-called dragon swordsmanship used by Murong Jian.
Dragon Pavilion, Dragon Sword Formula... Does this clan have a grudge against dragons
of course, for a contemporary clan, Fang Yu doesn't care too much about this name.
Dragons are legendary beings.
in the long history of summer, I don't know how many clans or techniques related to dragons have appeared.
for example, the ancient dragons in the south of the Yangtze River practiced techniques related to dragons. But in fact, it is only in the shape of a dragon, and there are no other elements related to the dragon.
the reason why these clans and techniques add a dragon to the name is just to appear more high-end.
"the more you live, the more you go back." Unexpectedly, he can't even beat a contemporary Tianjiao. " Fang Yu looked at the number of people in the Ziyan Palace in front of him, with a sarcastic and cold smile on his face.
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"Master, please give me another chance." Embroidered plum walked back to the field, knelt down on one knee and bowed her head.
Jiangshima stood in the same place, in the gray pupil, unable to see any emotional fluctuations.
he ignored the embroidered plum, but looked at the shock cloud to one side and said, "scene two, go."
"understood, my lord." Zhen Yun immediately bowed his head and replied.
Xiumei is still kneeling on her knees, afraid to speak.
Jiangshima raised his head and scanned the auditorium in front of him, ignoring Xiumei.
more people were present than he had imagined.
but he knew that the man. I'm bound to be there today.
is probably already in this group.
"Don't you come out yet Do you want to see us step to the top step by step " Jiangdao sneered in his heart, "well, wait until then to kill it and make it the last stepping stone for the revival of Ziyan Palace. This is the most perfect plot."
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the second game starts soon.
on the side of the Dragon Pavilion, Murong Jian is still on the stage.
on the other hand, on the side of Ziyan Palace, someone has finally changed.
Zhenyun is on stage. The audience around
turned their attention to Zhenyun.
before the first round, no one had ever heard of Ziyan Palace, but regarded it as an ordinary new clan.
but after the performance of the first round and the second round, Ziyan Palace has successfully become the focus of the whole audience.
even several big clans from Beidu do not have such a high degree of attention.
"finally sent a male disciple." This guy looks. It doesn't seem very strong. "
"he is thin and his temperament is completely overwhelmed by Murong Jian."
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"Dragon Pavilion should win two games in a row and enter the top 25."
most of the audience were shocked by the performance of Murong Jian.
this is the second evil on the heavenly list!
patriarchal clans from other regions, even if their disciples have amazing people, they can't compete with these really top geniuses!
Zhen Yun stood on the stage, staring at Murong Jian in front of him, his eyes as cold as a blade and full of murderous spirit.
felt this murderous spirit, Murong Jian frowned slightly.
in the last game, his sword could have been chopped on the head of embroidered plum, but he didn't do it because he didn't want to be so desperate.
but the immediate shock cloud does not seem to be grateful, and even erupts into a more direct intention of killing.
since that's the case...
Murong Jian pulled the long sword out of its scabbard and pointed directly at Zhenyun.
the war bell has not yet rung, but there is already tension on the competition stage!
"Dang."
three seconds later, the bell rang!
"whoosh!"
both sides are moving at the same time!
this time, neither side introduced themselves!
Murong Jian, holding a sword in both hands, appears beside Zhenyun like a ghost, chopping out with one sword!
A slender chain appears in Zhenyun's hand, which is straightened and blocked in front of him.
"thanks!"
there was a metal crash and the chain shook.
Murong Jian only felt a huge force coming back, and the long sword was suddenly lifted up, which was difficult to control for a moment!
taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhenyun's left hand blasted on Murong Jian's chest!
"Jian Qi protects the body!"
A faint shield coalesced in front of Murong's sword when he thought of it.
Zhenyun squinted slightly, and suddenly a purple flame rose in the process of moving forward in the right hand.
Purple inflammatory Palm!
seeing this, Fang Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold in the audience.
this is the most representative operation in Ziyan Palace!
on the competition stage, Murong Jian felt the power of this hand, but it was too late to dodge.
the next second, the right hand of Zhenyun has been blasted on that shield.
"Boom!"
an explosion, condensing the sword gas of the shield, seems to have become combustible, but it was ignited by the purple flame of the right hand of Zhenyun!
"Wow!"
in an instant, the purple flame burned into a large area and pounced on the Murong sword in front of it!
Murong Jian changed his face, took a step back, held the long sword in both hands, and chopped forward!
"the first style, chopping dragons!"
"Boom!"
A sword is chopped toward the purple flame in front of it.
Murong Jian wants to use this chopping to disperse these purple flames!
the sword burst out, and the purple flame in front of it was indeed cut open.
but in an instant, it closes again, and the fire is stronger!
Murong Jian had a shock in his heart and immediately operated the operation method, trying to keep the distance from this purple flame.
but at this time, he found that his feet had been caught by something!
looking down, I saw two gray hands sticking out from the ground, clutching his feet so tightly that he could not move!
at the moment, the hot breath is coming!
A large wave of purple fire will drown him!
Murong Jian was so frightened that he tried his best to break free from the hands under his feet, but could not do it!
he lifted the sword directly and put his hands down!
the blade passes directly through the ash gas and stabs on the ground, causing no damage to the hands where the ash gas condenses.
but the strength of these hands is so real that Murong Jian can't even move its feet!
what's going on
Murong Jian panicked completely.
in the face of the purple flame, his mind went blank.
"Sword, get out of the way!"
"Brother Murong."
"Brother."
under the stage, the faces of the people in Dragon Pavilion changed greatly and shouted in unison.
but Murong Jian has no time to pay attention to these sounds and can't move!
Zi Yan is about to jump on Murong Jian.
"whoo."
at a critical moment, a strong wind suddenly appeared in the sky.
the strong wind blew away the purple flame all over the sky in an instant.
Murong Jian stood still and couldn't react at 01:30.
"if you don't want to die, throw in the towel. Otherwise, if these purple flames come together again, I will not save them for the second time. "
at this time, Murong Jian's ear, sounded a calm and calm voice.
Murong Jian shook all over and immediately woke up.ality is that my relationship with the Dongdu Wushu Association can't be worse. " Fang Yu said, "guess who they want"Su Lengyun and Bai Dan both shook their heads blankly."the man they want is Fang Ch...