Dominating Sword Immortal

For the power of Sikong Sheng, everyone has no strength to marvel. They all know that this martial arts tea party, Nanzhuo has a total of four strong people, namely, Tuoba, Ye Chen, Murong, and Sikong, and these four, Everyone has the strength to impact the top ten.

Other domains, including the three strong domains, are inferior to the Nanzhuo domain in terms of the number of top-level combat powers. For example, the minefield can be comparable to or surpass the four, and the Princess of Lei, the imperial son Mo Xiang and the Yin Shaojiao Yin Zong From the three people, the top-level combat power of the floating field did not fully emerge, but it will not exceed three in general, and the same is true for the Golden Sands. Except for the three strong domains, the top-level combat power of this level and the black of the black gold domain can be achieved. Swordsman, the first young master of the fire marsh field that was just defeated by Si Kong.

"Floating Lights"

After Sikong Sheng defeated Simo, a strong man stood up.

He is the second-ranked Lu soul in the snorkeling field. Like Mo Xiang, Lu Sheng is also one of the five geniuses of the Southern Region.

"I hope he won't be leveled." Mo Xiang does not think that Lu will lose, but he is afraid that Lu and Si Kong will be tied. After all, the tea party will be on the spot, and the possibility of leveling is too great.

On the empty countertop of the two squares, Sikong Sheng and Lu’s soul stood 100 meters apart.

The two almost attacked at the same time.

Sikong's stature was swayed, and the flashing flashes were spread out. A flash of light appeared on the side of Lu’s soul and slammed down.

Fighting the river!

Hey!

The fist carrying the horror power is held by a palm. The master of the palm is naturally a Lu soul. His body is not burly, and his momentum is not arrogant, but he is filled with a calm and sturdy gas field. Against the backdrop of his actions, his every move is extremely firm, and the one that blocks Sikong Sheng is also very calm, and the wind is light.

The punching force and the palm strength were crushed together, and the bursting wave was like a reversed transparent cauldron, and the two men flew out.

"Fisting the mountain river"

Si Kong Sheng is too eager for victory, even in the process of flying back, do not forget to attack, right fist down on the waist side, suddenly blasted.

The punch penetrated the air and pulled out a black mark. The end point of the black mark spread to the chest of Lu’s soul.

"True martial killing"

In the face of this majestic punch, Lu Jing erected his right hand, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed his way to the black mark, and solved the attack of Sikong Sheng.

It!

garrulous!

When the two just landed, they rushed to each other again, and the static and dynamic conversions were so fast.

"Fisting the mountains!" "Fisting the mountains and the sea"

"Zhenwu Shenzhang" "Zhengwu interception" "Xuanming counterattack"

Both of them were extinct, and it was difficult to distinguish them. The audience was full of their fists and palm prints.

"Boxing Starry Sky"

Finally, Si Kong Sheng Shi exhibited the last style of Cang Tianbaquan, which is more powerful than the two-three-year-old martial arts.

Pointing at Jiangshantai in the air, the stars are twinkling, the patchwork is good, it is the vision of the boxing, and when you touch any star that is condensed into a gas, you will be hit by madness. The person facing this move is like being in the body. Starry sky, no way to start.

"Great, but not effective for me."

In the eyes of Lu Ling, the look of dignity flashed, the soles of the feet slammed, and the spins rushed up. The dark blue palm prints spurted against the swords of Sikong Sheng. Each palm would offset a star, occupying half of the river, and with His real yuan is running to the limit, and his dark blue brilliance is flourishing, and he is constantly condensing into a dragon and phoenix turtle and other images.

Sikong Sheng Nature does not think that it is easy to defeat the Lu soul. The other party said that it is also a master with Mo Xiang and a level. Even if it is bad, it is not much better. There was no wind and dance in the clothes, and Sikong’s right foot slanted into the ground and suddenly fell to the ground with a punch.

No, this punch did not hit the ground. When it was three feet away from the ground, it was taken over, but a vast sea of ​​air was transmitted to the ground, and the air was initially scattered and disordered. Halfway through, halfway down to the thickness of the ground, the gas has already condensed into a bundle, blasted open, fan-shaped diffusion.

Hey!

The gas has not yet arrived, and the spiral gas field outside Lu’s soul has already produced an induction, emitting a weak popping sound. For this, Lu’s soul does not care. The dark blue color of the real thing is sinking, and he is stepping on the sole of the foot. Next, then go down.

boom!

The sound of the bursting of the air is endless, and the attack of Sikong Sheng has not been implemented yet, and it has been completely blasted. The dark blue turtle has an unimaginable power of the town.

"The dragon and the phoenix turtle, the turtle contains the artistic conception of the earth, it is difficult for you to master the four artistic conceptions." Sikong Sheng sneered, fit and save, and played his own victory over the first major master of the fire marsh field, the ambition of the martial arts Sinking.

"Well, the horrible gravity."

Stepping on the dark cyan tortoise that the real yuan is condensing, Lu Jing feels that he is unable to move, as if he was dragged by the bow in the depths of the ground. Just opposite, Sikong’s fist is magnified in front of his eyes, and the horrible punch is spiral. High-speed impact.

"I can't hide, then it's hard to fight. You can't avoid it, and the white tiger is broken."

The gas stagnation Dan Tian, ​​the soul of the soul, shot the real light, the left hand stretched forward, the right fist hit the waist side, and immediately punched with a white golden light, and slammed with the sword of Si Kong Sheng.

Bang!

A mottled ball of light was formed between the two fists.

next moment!

The ball of light burst into bursts.

puff!

puff!

The vomiting blood is not only the soul of the soul, but the singer is also vomiting blood.

"How is it possible?" Sikong Shengfa himself, like the other party, was unable to move, was forced to withstand the shock of the shock wave, and injured the internal organs.

Lu soul wiped the lips and rubbed his blood. "My Xuanwu Town pressure is to suppress the dozens of meters in the square, including you. Although the shock wave's counter-attack is very strong, it has been weakened by 30%, in other words, I only suffered 70% of the shock wave, what about you?"

Si Kong Sheng's face is ugly. He can see that Lu’s wounds are lighter than him. He continues to fight. He is definitely not an opponent.

In the distance, Mo Xiang, who watched the battle, laughed. "While the strength of Lu and I are quite similar, but he is more resistant than me, and he is hard to fight with him. The unlucky 80% is the other party.

As the true dragon master, Lei Zhi’s princess naturally looks at the details of the last moment and faintly said: “This is a discussion, and Lu’s soul wins.”

"There is actually the ability to force the soul to such a degree, under the three real dragon masters, once only the royal beast Mo Xiang did."

"Although defeated and glory, this sergeant is really powerful."

As a result of this, everyone knows that Sikong Sheng seems to have lost Lu’s soul. In fact, he was restrained. If he is replaced by another master who is similar to Lu’s soul, Si Kong Sheng may not lose.

The sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky, and the time came to noon.

At this time, everyone has a rough ranking in mind, and if nothing unexpected, this ranking is likely to become a fact.

In the minds of most people, the top three are definitely the three great dragon-level masters, namely the Princess of Lei, the son of Tianshu, and the son of Ling.

The top seven are Mo Xiang, Tuoba, Lu, and Si Kong.

In the top fifteenth, there are leaf tips, Murong's allure, black swordsman, and the swordsman Leng Zhuo, Yin Zongli, Si Mo...

The young Junjies who are behind are basically without the hope of vying for the rankings. Anyway, no matter how they fight, they are still relying on them. Just look for some strengths and learn from each other. After all, the more people, the more they are, the less they can rank. determination.

Afternoon.

The Jinsha domain has emerged as a top-notch force, but it is a purple-haired fascinating woman next to the Linglingzi. She used to rarely walk around the rivers and lakes. It is unknown. Even young young people in the Jinsha domain rarely know her. Clearly her strength, but when she shot, the strength she showed was shocking. It was actually a quasi-real dragon master who was not inferior to Mo Xiang.

"Murong Allure, let's play with us."

The purple-haired fascinating woman claimed to be a Raksha woman. She seemed to be very interested in Murong's Allure. After defeating several masters, she named her name.

"it is good"

Murong nodded and flew over.

Booming and banging...

The battle between the two is fierce to the extreme, and the purple and black light are intertwined and collide, each occupying half a day.

The Raksha women’s attacks are ruthless and ruthless, and each hit is extremely hot.

Murong's eyesight is unparalleled, and it can always resolve the deadly attack of the Raksha woman and carry out a weak point attack. It is much better than Mo Yan's Tongtian magic eye.

And whenever there is black light flashing in Murong's eyes, her fighting power will be improved a lot, forcing the Raksha woman to temporarily defend and avoid showing fatal flaws.

"Looking at the eye, Murong's city seems to be not weaker than the Raksha woman. Doesn't it mean that her strength is also Mo Xiang's first class, but it has not been shown before."

"In the Nanzhuo domain, the weakest is the leaf dust, which is really confusing."

"Not necessarily, Nan Zhuo domain hides the dragon and the tiger, maybe the leaf dust also hides the strength."

"It's not very likely! Too hard work, Sikong Sheng, Murong Allure is a quasi-real-class combat power, plus Ye Chen, too exaggerated."

"Don't talk, you have to win the game."

boom!

On the court, the waves and the two figures were each reflected back.

"Flying in the sky"

On the toes of the ground, Murong fell into the city to kill.

The Luosha female purple hair flutters, her eyes shoot out the Zhan Zhan purple light, and a spear breaks out the purple light arc. The light arc seals the attack of Murong's Allure, and immediately turns the body shape and spins, holding another purple spear on the left. A spear stabbed the chest of Murong.

This spear almost sealed the entire retreat of Murong's Allure. In addition to hard resistance, there is no second choice. If it is hard to resist, the loser is probably Murong, because she is not as good as Raksha in attack power. At this time, her skin invisible in the skin disappeared. With the appearance of black light, the gas field of Murong's city has changed greatly. The air machine has a bow, and a black air flow emerges from the thunder, but the sudden, Murong's skin on the city. The black light was collected again, and the black airflow over the thunder was also dissipated as if it were an illusion.

Boom!

In the end, Murong lost to the Raksha woman and suffered a slight injury. ((To be continued)