Sign In For A Hundred Years, Gou Cheng, The Ancestor Of Sect

Chapter 317 Ten Square Golden Wheel

Fan Yinmeng raised his hand, and in the process the palm of his hand flickered, and a sharp sword was already in his hand.

“The last time I met you were just a seven-star six-unit mirror. I don’t know what means you used to break through to the seven-stays realm, but Elder ordered that you are still going to lose today.”

When the voice fell to the ground, Fan Yinmeng suddenly jumped into the air, and several fireballs sprang up, spreading away, and the heat wave swept the wasteland.

“This sword is called Shifang, remember its name.”

The fire group instantly caused the temperature of the entire arena to rise several levels, and everyone on the court even felt as if they were in the furnace, and suddenly lost their color.

There are too many people who have not witnessed how the Sanskrits were defeated by Zhao Fei, but they only care about the result. The Sanskrit dream of the Diqu Chamber of Commerce was lost in the hands of an unknown person in the Ziyun Chamber of Commerce. This is the majority of people. The previous thoughts were not very optimistic about the strength of Fanyinmeng.

And those gamblers who bet on Dong Xing Xie, all of them looked nervous at this moment, and the power of this fire group was really terrifying.

“I heard that Yan Chuanxiao fought hard with you for a long time, and finally won with difficulty and cleverness.”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Dong Xing Xie’s mouth, and said sternly, “If I easily defeat you today, wouldn’t it prove that I am much better than Yan Chuanxiao?”

He smiled wildly, his right hand suddenly grabbed the void, and the five wind blades split the space and pressed against the fire ball.

Only a violent wind swept all over the body, and the fire ball was cut into fragments one by one, and then extinguished by the violent wind.

The sound of wind hissing was everywhere, and everyone was amazed when they saw that Dong Xingxie had already bullied his body, and the strange seals were rapidly condensing.

Fan Yinmeng’s face changed drastically, and in panic, she discovered that she was completely locked in by Dong Xingxie’s tactics, and for a while, getting out was a problem.

But after all, he was also a man of hundreds of wars. Sanskrit Dream’s heart sank slightly, and then the ten square swords swung a round of Golden Crow and dispersed in front of him, splitting into seven in the blink of an eye.

The tip of the sword was frivolous, and the seven rounds of Golden Crow danced like a chain, pressing on Dong Xingxie’s seal art, and it shook the 9th-order ring with bursts of roar.

A brilliant circle appeared in the ring formation immediately, which proved that the battle between the two had reached the strength that the ring had to activate the defense mechanism.

Dong Xingxie’s face changed slightly, and he snorted: “It’s kind of interesting, but that’s all.”

Immediately after a roar, Dong Xing Xie’s face became extremely distorted under the Sword Qi fire ball of the Sanskrit Dream, and the extremely complex seal of his hands finally took shape, and it was printed with an endless aura of destruction!

“Boom!”

Seven rounds of Golden Crow’s horrifying Heavenly Demon atmosphere was brazenly blocked, and were bombarded one by one in a huge seal. After the fire group dispersed, it rushed in all directions with a terrifying heat wave, and the ring of the ring instantly became instantaneous. Make a sea of ​​flames!

Everyone can barely see Dong Xingxie’s figure flashing in the fire, it seems to be a bit of evil, but they can’t find the shadow of the Sanskrit.”This is the difficult void technique in the rumors, right?”

Although Dong Xingxie was in the fire, his expression was calm and composed, and even a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“If this is your first performance, you might really be able to catch me by surprise, but it’s a pity that after your battle with Yan Chuanxiao, everyone on Qionghua Island began to study the cracking method.”

He took out a bone flute from his arms, with several delicate small holes carved on it, placed it on his mouth and blew it softly.

The whining sound is endless, and it turns into a tangible force to sweep the square, even the audience off the field can see it clearly.

Sha Mozi was surprised: “This ninth-order arena is not bad. It can even block the sonic attack, and this tangible sound wave seems to be deliberate. Is it to improve the appreciation?”

Ren Gushen only smiled indifferently when he heard this, and said: “This is the first time I have seen it. After all, there are very few people who have practiced sonic attacks before. This time, in order to target the Sanskrit Dream, I am afraid that many people have secretly prepared a trick. , It looks really pleasing to the eye at the moment.”

They watched the battle from the side and were pleasing to the eyes, but some of them were already furious, and Gui Tianjiu’s face was extremely gloomy.

Fan Yinmeng’s Void Art is extremely rare. It was originally a trump card that can defeat any opponent. Even when Gui Tianjiu first confronted this Void Art, he could only use Nine Heavenly Demon Qi to block the entire space. This is the most stupid. The method is usually a means that can only be achieved when the strength is completely crushed, and there is simply no way out of any countermeasures among the peers.

However, before the start of the fighting, after the startling battle between Fan Yinmeng and Yan Chuanxiao, everyone began to study the cracking method of the void technique in a desperate manner. What’s more, Yan Chuanxiao also gave a standard reference on the same day. The answer is that the current method of sonic attack can be described as a manpower.

“Yan Chuanxiao, the thief is immortal, this seat is hard to dispel the hatred!”

Gui Tianjiu wrote all of this account on Zhao Fei’s head, but it didn’t matter, anyway, after all, it was the hatred of hating the other party to die.

Dong Xingxie’s weird flute sound continued to be played, and the whole space of the ring was full of sound waves drifting back and forth, and there was almost nothing left out.

After the seven rounds of Golden Crow shattered, the remaining fire was completely extinguished, but Dong Xingxie gradually frowned.

A little bit of time passed, but he still could not find the slightest trace of the Sanskrit dream, and even the connection point between the Sanskrit dream and the real space could not be captured in the entire space.

“What’s the matter?” Dong Xingxie became irritated, he was not a patient character, not to mention that he had been with the monster race for a long time, and his hostility was even stronger.

Gui Tianjiu was also stunned by it. On that day, Zhao Fei easily forced the Sanskrit Dream to appear with a mouthful of the ancient bell. So the moment Dong Xingxie took out the bone flute, everyone thought that Sanskrit Dream was useless, but… There are different?

Indeed, although the ancient clock that Zhao Fei turned on that day was a fake, it was assisted by subtle soul power perception.

Although Dong Xingxie is strong, Realm is far superior to Zhao Fei, but he does not have the exquisite soul power of Zhao Fei, and may bring a little trouble to Fanyinmeng, but he is destined to be unable to harvest real and effective results.

The sound of the evil flute of the Eastern Star became more and more rapid, and a cold light suddenly cut out in the void. Although he was slightly embarrassed and flashed to the point, his robe was cut in half, and even his upper body showed a long line. Long blood stains.

Dong Xingxie’s expression was so gloomy, even if he was arrogant, he knew that the bone flute in his hand was useless at this moment.

Many people in the audience took a deep breath in regret. The bone flute is an extremely rare object. As a business alliance giant, Bajimen is indeed rich and self-willed.

“Impatient hastened the time of your defeat.”