My Private Marvel System

readx; boom, another huge roar, Dole's fist was actually blocked by this seemingly light smoke. Well, the poisonous charm in the smoke is erratic after Dole's swift blow. Flew out from the smoke, and drifted behind Dole swiftly and erraticly like a ghost, and the green light of the "Poison Sword" flashed quickly to Dole's back.

People move with the wind, and the prophet in consciousness once again felt the movement of the poisonous charm. He waved his whip and half turned to the stabbing force. He forced the movement twice in a row. The first level of practice could not support the burst of power. , After the violent venting, it is already a wipe of the crossbow, gritting his teeth and doing the last fight.

When the magic whip hit the poisonous sword, a figure flew upside down by the powerful impact force. This time it was not the opponent but Dole who flew out. The dry figure jumped over the high platform like a kite with a broken line, dong. , Slammed heavily on the ground, and his **** eyes were closed.

The deathly silence under the high platform, there was no laughter, no uproar, no cheers, fierce and short duel, the battle situation changed continuously in an instant, all the monks were dumbfounded as if they were still reminiscing about the exciting duel between the two sides, and they still haven’t recalled at this moment. God comes.

On the high platform, "Poison Young Master" Poison Charm held a magic weapon, panting and staring at the **** young man, eyes full of disbelief. Ten days ago, the kid who saw himself fleeing in embarrassment on the "Holy Heaven and Fire Mountain", today Such a powerful force unexpectedly exploded, and he was actually forced to such a situation, and the evil force was so terrifying that he was almost impossible to resist.

After a moment of dead silence, the Poison Cultist finally burst into thunderous cheers. This was really an exciting duel, although such a wonderful duel shouldn't have happened to this funny half-sized boy. The Mingfeng Sect cultivator shook his head and sighed. Although the power burst out from the unknown boy made everyone look at him with admiration, he finally lost. In this result, the rules of the contest to judge the pros and cons, who Will care about a eliminated person.

Only Zhixin squatted beside Dole, stroking that **** face, calling out loudly:

"Dole, you wake up soon!"

Anxious and painful crystal tears flickered in his eyes. She couldn't help but burst into tears, but she was so helpless. The strong will to fight last burst of this rogue boy deeply touched the girl's heart. Thinking of giving up his life for Xiangsi Feiyu who had always looked down on him ten days ago. To this day of desperate struggle, a powerful and stubborn heart is buried deeper under this rogue's act of laughing.

Only Zhou Shentong and Zhen Wudi, the two life and death brothers, were still thinking about this little brother. Amidst the helpless calls, the two ran over again in several strides. Zhou Shentong bent down and touched Dole's snort, and said in a low voice:

"There is still anger!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hands and carried the unconscious Dole on his shoulders. The two rushed to the outside of the battlefield, spreading their legs intimately behind them, and suddenly Zhen Wudi turned to her. Said:

"Princess, we will heal Dole's injury, you should go back first."

Zhixin stopped silently, remembering at a loss that this was something else to teach, and in the eyes of others, he seemed to have cared too much. Only heartache and anxious eyes watched the two figures gradually disappear outside the gate of the battlefield. I prayed silently for a rascal kid in my heart.

There is also a pair of beautiful eyes looking at the two disappearing figures. Le Yi has been standing on the spot since Dole fell from the high platform, looking at Zhou Shentong and the others, and then at the long lasting absence. The beautiful princess who went there was an inexplicable emotion in her heart, a little bitter, a little self-deprecating, and a little worried.

This year's "City of Fire" was particularly cold. In the early winter, small catkin-like snow fluttered and fluttering snowflakes floated under the red sky. The fiery red world is a vast expanse of whiteness, and it is impossible to say that it is a strange view, which will always only bloom in this city. The empty ‘Holy Ancient Battlefield’ was lonely and only the majestic ‘Soul Battle Platform’ stood in the snow, and the other four tall wooden platforms were removed and cleaned at some point. Today is the last day of the duel.

The fiery red of the battle soul condensing the essence of the soul is now covered in a thin layer of snow. Two genius boys stand on it against the wind and snow, looking at each other in the distance under their cold eyes, deep snow under their feet. Traces, traces of footprints. Snow fell on the dressing robe, gold. The flaming red, the two colors seemed to be melted by the snowflakes and blended into the white silver makeup.

The "Fire Master" Xiangsi Feiyu and the "Ya Master" Long Yu Canglang finally reached the peak of the duel. The two mysterious families on the mainland possess the art of blood inheritance, and the most talented inheritor is the first. This time the real face-to-face confrontation, perhaps the two teenagers have already been waiting for this moment in their hearts, the moment to rectify their family's name.

Fighting all the way to shed blood and tears, Long Yu Canglang even eliminated another talented young boy "Poisonous Son" at the moment of the semi-final showdown, and Xiang Si Feiyu killed the last young elite in the Black Fire Academy. The two geniuses who voiced the highest voices under the eyes of the people's expectations finally embarked on the road to the final confrontation.

Thousands of monks were densely clustered under the battle platform. At this moment, all the monks’ eyes were only two figures on the high platform, and the observation platform was full of people. The cold and snow in winter could not extinguish the passion of everyone. The human head fell under the snowflakes, but there was a loud voice.

On the magnificent attic, the Emperor Xiang Sibo looked at the handsome boy on the high platform with a majestic gaze, and there was an unspeakable emotion in his heart. Under the eyes of his expectations, this Xiangsi family’s true cultivation genius for five hundred years, Really step by step firmly stepped onto the'Battle of Soul'. Today will be the day of Xiang Sixue’s punishment. I don’t know if he can really cover up the truth without revealing the edge. Whether this arrogant young man can go forward according to the will of the empire. The weather-beaten emperor seems to have left this life. The biggest bet.

Boom boom boom, three thrilling drum beats from the pavilion came from the pavilion, and there was a surge of cheers up and down the battlefield. The most exciting moment finally came, Chu Tianya strode onto the battle platform and faced Looking at the crowd, the pavilion's voice, as always, announced:

"The final round of the trial of the five leagues has officially begun."

Xuanbi jumped off the battlefield again, and the two stared at each other silently. They didn't seem to have any intention of doing it right away. This was the second time the two faced each other since the day of the first round of duel. Long Yu Canglang clasped his hands together. Facing Xiangsi Feiyu slightly arched, smiled chicly, still with that elegant and extraordinary demeanor:

"'Boy Fire'"

"'Young Master Ya'" Xiang Si Feiyu gave a polite remark, speaking lightly, still with that stern face and proud eyes.

"It is an honor for me Cang Lang to be able to personally experience the power of'Liumu.'

Long Yu Canglang continued, when the last sentence was reached, the smile suddenly disappeared and the coldness also appeared on that Junya's face, and the graceful figure in a moment turned into a blast towards the opposite young man. go with. The chilling air was forced out of the body, permeating the bitter cold air. The Longyu family who possessed ‘sense’ has always taken control in the future, but today’s ‘Young Master Ya’ took the lead in launching an attack, perhaps after witnessing the power of Xiangsi Feiyu, Longyu Canglang changed his tactics.

The star-like eyesight felt the murderous air on his face. The black pupils shrank suddenly, his handsome figure also did not neglect, the fierce aura pouring out and the radiant speed flew towards the opposite figure, the two arrogant teenagers were unwilling to lose their momentum. opponent.

Two powerful'auras' swiftly spread with the whirring cold wind, and permeated under the battle platform. The monks under the battle platform felt this powerful killing, fierce aura, and their chest was suppressed almost suffocated, although Everyone knew that this would be a tragic duel, but as soon as they met, the two sides burst into such a powerful momentum. It still exceeds the psychological tolerance of everyone.

When the two swift figures were about to collide, Long Yu Canglang heavily slammed the landscape fan in his hand, and the fan quickly opened with the single hand drawn and pulled out a flash of lightning towards Xiangsi Feiyu,'Feiquan Sword' The moment his body was activated, he was already in his hand, and the fire blade pierced the opposite figure.

Boom, the two rays of light collided, and the flying silhouette of Long Yu Canglang turned twice like a whirlwind by the force of the collision, and finally rotated behind Xiangsi Feiyu. This is the advantage of'perception' regardless of the opponent. Whenever power bursts out, you can always capture the size and attributes of the opponent's power in an instant. Quickly make the next tactical choice.

Rotating his body behind his opponent, facing a large empty door, he swung down again with one hand, and another electric light pierced the fluttering snowflakes and slashed towards the hale figure. Long Yu Canglang's iron heart was about to pierce the'eyes' with speed. power.

The first round of attacks did not use the pupil technique. It was the time when the savings exploded. The moment the opponent's body was spinning, the flames flickered between the black pupils again, and the flames began to burn again. Calling a genius is not only a rigid force, but also wisdom. Long Yu Canglang has been thinking about the tactics against'Limu', and Xiangsi Feiyu is also studying the power of'Perception'. When Long Yu Canglang took the lead, Mr. Huo had already guessed the opponent's general intention.

At the moment when the electric light struck the tough figure, bang, a fiery flame burned out of thin air, shrouding the figure in the sea of ​​fire, banging, the electric light smashed onto the flame, as if it hit a copper wall and an iron wall. Go deeper. His eyes were deep condensed, and he did not expect that the opponent's defensive speed was equally fast. After this blow, Long Yu Canglang flew back and opened the distance from Xiangsi Feiyu.

It's the'Fire Shield' again, and the'Intensive', who has reached the second level of'Perception', has detected the attributes of power at the moment when the opponent's power bursts. Before the attack is finished, he knows that his attack cannot break the opponent's defense. After the opponent's defense, it must be the first step to launch a counterattack. As long as the opponent's defense is not adequate, even a weak attack from the opponent can cause huge damage to himself.

The flame disappeared, and Xiangsi Feiyu slowly turned his figure to face the opponent in the distance. The opponent retreated so fast, and the swift counterattack he prepared seemed impossible to start.

The deadly silence on the battlefield, the two sides attacked and defended like flashes of lightning, and all the people watching the battle quickly, whether they were the monks below the stage, or the crowd on the observation platform, did not recover. Such a fierce attack at close range was a little bit. If there is a slight negligence, blood will be spilled on the battlefield. Can't see it, there is still time to do extra moves.

After a fight, the two sides actually gave up the attack at the same time, seeming to be afraid of each other's blood inheritance technique. After a long confrontation, Long Yu and Cang Lang began to shake the painting fan gently, facing Xiangsi Feiyu's rapid offensive and defensive conversion. The quick offense has been extremely difficult to achieve, and he began to watch the changes that he was good at, and then take control.

The still and tough figure rushed towards each other again like a fire, just as everyone didn't know when the duel between the two would begin again, Xiangsi Feiyu had already launched an attack, waiting for it was not the style of the Xiangsi family. The fiery red light of the "Feiquan Sword" was flourishing under the silhouette of the sword flying along with the people, and the volley pulled out a ball of flames towards the dragon feather blue waves, the swaying painting fan flew with the wind, and an electric light smashed into the flame. Perceived that this is just a blind eye technique.

The electric light smashed through, and the burning flame flew and turned into two wings of flame, flying from both sides to the elegant figure, a chuckle flashed in the corner of his mouth, Long Yu Canglang with one hand tossed, the painting fan suddenly became big ten Several times as if a huge door leaf covered the flames flying in, at the same time Fengya's figure was also covered under the huge fan.

After the long sword pulled out the "Fire Dance Wings", another spell was cast one after another. The interval between the two spells was only in the blink of an eye, just to use this continuous attack to drag down the limit of the'perception'. When the other party threw the painting fan, his eyes became red again, and the burning flame seemed to melt between his eyes.

A piece of hot molten flame covered most of the molten flame of the'Battle of Souls', and the sky and the earth poured down in the mid-air, covering the huge painting fan together with the figure underneath. Everything under the cover melts away. The flame disappeared, but the flowing molten flame came. It was so ferocious and so without warning, such a large area of ​​molten flame, even if you were fast, you would not be able to escape the coverage, Xiangsi Feiyu finally finished his whole body mana Out of the second order'Huomelt'.

The figure under the huge painting fan is no longer as elegant and calm as before~www.ltnovel.com~ When the red light flashed through Xiangsi Feiyu’s eyes, she slammed a fist with one foot and slammed into a violent drink. The method of condensing the'spiritual power' of the Wuliang Temple, the two-tiered'spiritual power' can increase by 40% of the deity's technique, and Longyu Canglang's technique instantly breaks through the four-level realm of'Xuanwu'.

The final duel is a collision of forces.

The mountains, rivers, and rivers in the giant fan became active and flowed swiftly and swayed a few times, and finally disappeared into nothingness like a dream. The blue sky and white clouds in the painting instantly covered the trend of torrential rain, and the dragon feather and blue waves under the giant fan Anxiously reciting the secret formula, all the exercises that condensed the two-tier'mental power' were all devoted to this final explosion.

Crackling, crackling, the dark clouded painting fan, the sky flashed and roared, five or six lightning bolts stretched their teeth and claws as if they were about to tear apart the sky in the painting, and the violent flashes of electric light rushed out to sweep away the snowflakes flying in the air, and the roaring roar resounded. In the empty battlefield of "Sheng Gu", even an inch square in the painting can actually shake the earth.

The painting fan named "Electric Disease" has the ultimate power in the power of the electric light. The blazing molten flame is about to bury the moment of the giant fan. The'Master Ya' quickly grabbed the handle of the fan with both hands and screamed. In the sound, his hands waved heavily. (To be continued.)

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