Manual Aura Resuscitation, the Start Leads To the Cultivator

"Manual aura recovery, the start leads to the cultivator (

Immediately, the two turned into a green smoke and quickly approached each other.

Fighting.

This is a weapon fight. But in the eyes of some people, this is unfair, because a person is wearing armor and a person is just a commoner.

But in the eyes of the warrior, this is not important. Under absolute power, the so-called armor is just an ornament...

In the eyes of everyone.

‘Ding—’ A sword sound spread throughout the audience.

The plum blossom sword in Qingfeng's hand shook a sword flower in vain, and the long sword shook like a snake. One person, one sword, and he rushed over with a breath of death.

Alva also rushed over, but when he got closer, he knelt down and avoided the sword. At the same time, his long sword suddenly flicked upwards.

If this time, Qingfeng must be split in half from top to bottom.

But in this electric flint, only Qingfeng's sword was found to be a feint. He didn't use his strength, jumped up and avoided the flirt. Then he slashed with a sword.

At the same time, the breeze screamed:

"Thunder!"

There was a ‘boom—’ The sword cut through the space, and it actually made a sound like thunder.

The plum blossom sword cut the air and slashed towards Alva's head.

In the mask, Alva's pupils shrank, and he quickly raised his sword to resist.

There was a blast of ‘Boom——’.

It was like a dynamite bag ignited on an arena, and those who were close, even suffered a brief moment of deafness after being shocked.

Cut with a sword.

But seeing Alva's long sword, a gap suddenly collapsed. Then he was smashed into the ring. The collision between his body armor and the alloy ring knocked out the alloy ring.

Collapsed!

All those who saw this scene were shocked.

What a power this is!

This is the alloy arena, and even a sword smashed people down and smashed the ring into a back?

'puff--'

Alva sprayed out a blood mist, but was blocked by the mask and vomited in the helmet. Outsiders can't see him vomiting blood. It was just that he got up a little staggeringly, and a sword swept out like a light.

Qingfeng couldn't avoid it, and his thigh was scratched. Suddenly, an inch-long opening appeared, deep to the bone, and blood was spilled on the spot.

But just after taking a step back, Qing Feng suddenly turned around, and his whole body rotated 360 degrees on the spot, and at the same time he squatted down. Take advantage of the situation and swept across with a sword.

Scorpion step!

A scorpion stepped, carrying the power of a circle, and swept out again with a sword. He burst out:

"Rufeng!"

'call--'

I don't know if it is the strong wind blowing from his body when he rotates, or the strong wind of the sword.

The whole ring, there was indeed the sound of wind and tears.

Alva hadn't stood up yet, and saw that the sword came again, and a decision was made in an instant between lightning and flint. He knows that if he blocks another move, he will no longer have the power to fight back. He will always be the defender, so it will be a matter of time before he fails.

As soon as Awal gritted his teeth, he stood up and stood up, not defending the sword at all. Just a sword stabbed from the top down. Stabbed to Qingfeng's head.

Qingfeng's head tilted slightly. The sword was inserted through the collarbone and directly submerged in his chest.

But at the same time, ‘like the wind’ comes. With a ‘pouch’, blood spattered.

Alva's legs were cut off from the thigh. The upper body of his whole person fell from the air, and he roared savagely, his wrists twitching.

With the movement of the wrist, a powerful force was transmitted from the hilt to the spine, and from the spine to the tip of the sword.

When it reached the point of the sword, the long sword shook out with a ‘crackling’ flower and exploded.

But the tip of the sword was immersed in Qingfeng's chest...

It's just an instant. Qingfeng was blown away by the sword flower of this sword, the front and back of his chest were battered with rotten meat, and his chest was directly exploded. It was as if someone had stuffed a grenade into his chest. His beating heart can be seen through the rotten meat.

Qingfeng frowned, but kept on. Scorpion stepped up and shot, and the whole figure jumped up again like a cannonball.

The person was in the air, Qingfeng head down, and the tip of the sword pointed at Alva's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

He roared hoarsely:

"Such a mountain!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Alva roared wildly, and used all his strength to raise his sword to resist.

‘Ding--’ A soft chirp resounded throughout the audience.

The breeze fell from the sky, and the tip of the sword pierced the spine of the long sword that Alva had raised. The long sword bends quickly, and then it collapses with such a soft sound.

The tip of the sword still rushed down.

Pierced into his Tian Ling Gai. Continue all the way down.

The momentum is like a broken bamboo.

‘Ding—’ The second sound.

The tip of the plum blossom sword sank three inches into the alloy ground of the ring.

The audience was dumb.

At this time, the picture on the ring freezes.

Alva sat upright on the ring halfway up, and on top of his head, he nailed him into the ring with a sword. On the sword, one person heads down, still in the posture of descending like a mountain.

His chest was torn apart, and his body was covered with blood and blood, dripping from top to bottom, dripping on Alva's body.

It was too late to say that it was fast, and the two had only three moves. Every trick is a lottery. Three moves, but only happened within two seconds.

The outcome is decided, life and death are divided.

Qingfeng retracted his sword, staggered and stood firmly, then took Alva's body and walked off the ring, and handed it to the other paladins who stood silently under the ring, and said in a deep voice:

"Thick burial."

With that, Qingfeng took a step back and bowed deeply to Alva's corpse and the other paladins.

‘Wow--’

Several paladins stepped back together, holding Alva's body, and bowed to Qingfeng.

And the next moment, Qing Feng lay on the ground staggeringly, facing up to the sky, and the sea breeze slowly blew over his face and lifted his long hair. He looked at the blue sky with a pair of eyes, full of smiles...

The members of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect carried him away. The eighteenth game is over.

The nineteenth game kicked off.

carry on!

war!

"The nineteenth game, Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Tang Yin. To Kanas, Yiqi Erqi!"

In the sound of the news.

In the hotel, the eyes of Ji Jixu and others watched the excitement from the very beginning, and now it has completely become solemn.

They originally didn't want to watch the battle of the acquired warriors, but at this time, ten people were solemnly watching from every corner.

Although the realm of the acquired martial artist is not as good as theirs, in the eyes of Ji Jixu and others, the acquired martial artist is actually not very different from the mortal. But at this time, they sincerely respect these people.

Ji Jixu sighed: "This world is so troubled, hey~www.wuxiahere.com~ Whenever you step into the road of martial arts, your only end will be a hundred years of loneliness."

As he said, Ji Jixu's pupils suddenly shrank.

He suddenly raised his head, then looked around, trying to find.

But there is nothing. Can't find anything.

At that moment. A voice came from all sides of this space.

"Why don't you come here for a comment?"

Just this sentence rang out in all directions in this space. It is not the kind of sound transmission that tells you in your ears, but hearing from all directions, causing the shock of the air.

For example, Ji Ji needs to understand that the sound transmission is to talk to you with headphones. And just now, it was like a full range of 3D stereo, eight channels!

Ji Jixue was taken aback for a moment, and looked back shockingly, but saw that Grand Master Yihui next to him was also looking around in shock. Obviously, he heard it too!

All the ten innate realms that were promoted ahead of time were heard.

However, no one below heard it.

Ji Jixu felt a little drumming in his heart. What kind of method was this?

This...is it the cultivator in the advertising slogan?

While Ji Jixian was packing up his things, he walked to a group of villas to the south. He felt that there was an unspeakable existence over there, releasing some powerful aura.

"May the world have you?"

Ji Jixu murmured to himself, and heard the words he saw when he landed on the island, he couldn't help but wonder, what great cause?

The great cause of the world?

What kind of cause is it?

Just like him, the top ten powerhouses at this time are all walking over there with doubts and speculations...

First of all, they knew that when they came to this island, perhaps the competition would be the next best thing. The people behind the scenes attracted all these people, certainly for one thing, something that can be called a ‘great cause’.