King of Gods

The many representative disciples present in the field were oppressed by the unparalleled power and the general trend of the three great geniuses, so that they could only breathe hard and could only hope for their backs.

This kind of oppression seems to be just an illusion, and it is not necessarily related to strength, but is caused by the might of water and soil in heaven and earth.

Cang Yuyue, Lin Tong, Zhao Feng.

The three top geniuses, driven by the invisible power, three tripods, facing each other.

this moment.

They recognize each other, recognize their respective strengths, and regard the other two parties as real opponents.

"Cang Yuyue, I thought that you are the only opponent of the 13th Union Conference. I didn't expect another one now."

Lin Tong came from the hand and his eyes were dark and dark.

He did not speak, but the voice was on the spiritual level, echoing between the three.

The rainy moon hits the plain clothes, the dust is not stained, the beauty is empty, and the three-footed Qingfeng is held like a flying fairy.

Her clear and ethereal voice, for the first time seriously to look at a person.

Between Cang Yuyue and Lin Tong, I understand more. However, this miracle boy like the rise of the comet is the opponent they need to know.

The depth of this boy, the two have not yet been proven.

Zhao Feng stands in the same place, indifferent and calm face, beautiful and evil blue hair, fluttering in the wind.

This scene, let some women present, tremble.

Despite Zhao Feng’s appearance, it’s not particularly beautiful, but the angular features of the five senses, the deep eyelids, and the extremely eye-catching, seem to have unlimited depth.

In particular, the pure blue hair that makes women want to smash, let this boy, in the cold, add a bit of evil.

"The opponent is very strong, but this event, I still have to compete for the first"

Zhao Feng looks calm, his eyes are sharp, and the invisible warfare is emitted.

On the big stage of the Alliance event, he stepped forward to the miracle and boarded the tip of the pyramid.

But the killings from the dark are stronger than ever, and the number is several times more.

Those killings are not just from the sea of ​​people.

I would like to ask, such a generation of arrogance, turned out to be born, from Xiao Yuezong, the power of the end of the small, do not let other sects linger, heart and mind?

however.

Zhao Feng is not a baby in the cradle. He has become a winger, a road to growth, and an early success.

What's more, any generation of Tianjiao, in the process of growing up, will inevitably face countless embarrassment and murder.

No matter whether it is rainy or rainy, it will face countless hardships. This is an inevitable road.

"Let the storm come even harder. If I can win the first place and get the spirit, I will be able to break through the seventh heaven."

Zhao Feng decided to let go.

Cang Yuyue and Lin Tong, as the eternal Tianjiao of the Hengyun Tianlin area, naturally did not have any trace of resignation.

They have won the "Ling Ling Dan", which can also make the strength advance by leaps and bounds, and even hope to break through the true spirits within a year or two.

"These three geniuses have gathered together thousands of years of air transport in the Hengyun Tianlin area. This alliance conference may be an opportunity for the snakes and dragons."

Yun Jianzong’s several true spiritual people, interacting with each other, can’t help feeling.

The geniuses such as Cang Yuyue, Lin Tong, and Zhao Feng have been placed in the past hundreds of years, and one can be produced. They are all good.

And this time, there are three at the same time, what kind of air transport is this.

The corner of the Iron Dragon Power.

"The 13 countries of Hengyun, there are still some air transport, maybe it is the return light before the sundial."

An elegant woman wearing a silver mask, smiling slightly.

The same moment.

From the thirteen sectarian high-level officials, the reactions are different, there are sighs, envy, and unwillingness...

But everyone understands it.

The first of this league event will be born from the three great talents.

Xiaoyuezong side.

"I didn't expect that Fenger could go this step."

The great elders are victorious.

In his mind, Zhao Feng can be defeated into the wind and the battle, basically qualified, become one of the four stars of the league, it is an extraordinary achievement.

Now, Zhao Feng and Cang Yuyue and Lin Tong have become the first star of the new star.

Staring at the three months of the rainy month, the three-legged incomparable power, Xu Zixuan and Ao Yuetian, look bleak, clenched with both fists, seemingly unwilling.

The two did not expect that Zhao Feng could reach such a height.

He is not only a **** horse, but also a dragon of the enemy. At this time, it is the moment when the wind is broken.

The wind and the battle platform.

The decisive battle continues, and the twelve top geniuses have a confrontation with each other, and no one is spared.

If you can win eleven victories and defeat everyone, it will be the first to be doubtful.

Half a day later.

The next round of confrontation begins.

Cang Yuyue, Lin Tong, Zhao Feng, once again with the strength of the group, kill the opponent.

In this round, Zhao Feng met North Ink.

The northern ink body lingers in the dark blue to form a water-like shield.

Zhao Feng did not say anything, opened the Luo bow, light green blood and a flash, Luo Hao arrow broke through the sound barrier, crossed the mysterious track.

The northern ink heart was shocked, and an arrow in the field of vision was like a thunder, and the electric bang rang.

He feels that he is in an endless abyss, roaring around the frost and the body is falling.

Even if you lose half a second, the arrow that breaks through the sound barrier is enough to dominate the outcome.

puff

The arrow rubbed the shoulders of Bei Mo, causing him to be cold, and immediately felt a paralyzed feeling.

"An arrow that adds a mental attack..."

Northern ink bitter smile.

He has to admit that in the face of this arrow, he has no resistance.

First, he can't ignore Zhao Feng's mental attack.

Second, the speed of that arrow is terrible, the integration of electricity, the power of blood, the power of speed, to reach an extreme.

This arrow can face the defense of the seven heavens.

Zhao Feng’s endless means, bow and arrow, mysterious technique, and power of electricity make his opponent feel powerless.

For four or five rounds of fighting, Cang Yuyue, Lin Tong, and Zhao Feng are the three new stars, without a pair of hands, no defeat.

Unless they meet each other.

This is also the moment that everyone expects.

A total of 11 rounds of fighting, even if it is the three new stars, will inevitably meet.

at last.

In the sixth round of fighting, the new star king, met in the crowd.

"Cang Yuyue is on Lin Tong."

At the moment when the referee’s voice fell, the audience was boiling, and those spectators were excited and thrilled.

The strength of Cang Yuyue and Lin Tong, deep into the mind, has always been to kill opponents.

Cang Yuyue, the first person in the league's new star, stepped on the foot of all the geniuses of the 13 leagues with a female body.

He Zengshi.

With her genius of a young age, she feels sad, and the man’s husband, who has been ruthlessly surpassed by a woman, is hopeless.

The opponents of Cang Yuyue are also the first and most powerful in the league.

From the beginning to the end, no one can insist on "a glance" under the secluded day of Lintong.

Just one glance, kill all opponents.

The power of the rainy moon is visible to the naked eye, and it can be speculated, and the means of Lintong can't be seen by the naked eye.

"Start"

The true spiritual referee, waved his hand.

锵

The voice just fell, the sword sounds straight through the heavens and the earth, the dazzling sword rainbow, from wide to narrow, like the cut of the black cloud lightning, the sword potential, instantly overwhelming the audience.

But at the same moment, Lin Tong’s “Day of Heaven” has already started.

Deep eyes, like an abyss, the center presents a rotating red spot.

Mysterious invisible power, infiltrating the void, chilly, strange, pervasive.

The sword of the rainy month was lifted out of the sheath and stiffened in the air.

It turns out that the speed of the spiritual level is much faster than the physical space, at least in the same way.

At this moment, everyone is staring at the battlefield.

The battle between the two major league stars is so simple.

Maybe as long as one second, maybe with just one trick, they will be able to win the game.

The high-level of Yun Jianzong and the ancient princes were watching the battle platform nervously.

Two, representing the strength of the league's first and second.

Their most outstanding disciples are among the best in the league.

However, at this time, it seems that the rainy month is not good.

Because of Lin Tong’s attack, he arrived one step ahead.

The rainy moon is flawless in the face of jade, frowning, slightly struggling, but very determined.

The three-footed Qingfeng in her hand trembled slightly.

Lin Tong's body surface ushered in a layer of dark red light, the footsteps slightly moved, resisting, buffering the Yu Wei of the sword of the rainy month.

The sword of Cang Yuyue, although it was interrupted, but as a genius of kendo, will follow an instinct and sway to the opponent, but this sword loses most of its charm and its power is sharply reduced.

Even so, Lin Tong still snorted and a blood mark appeared on his shoulder.

Just like this effort, in the beauty of the rainy month, suddenly a glimpse of the gods, the three-footed Qingfeng in the hands, will slowly lift up, cover the sword of the audience, re-aggregate.

"not good"

The senior elders of the ancient princes have changed their colors.

The kendo attack of the rainy month, arrogant and contemptuous of all geniuses, is unquestionable.

Even Zhao Feng and Lin Tong have to admit this.

The attack of the rainy month, invincible, beyond all new stars.

She has no blood power, but she can reach this step, showing her understanding and the terrible kendo.

Lin Tong took a deep breath, and the black robe flew. The red light spot that was rotating in the "sky secluded" was brighter and deeper, and it was a deadly attraction.

The glory of the rainy moon, once again bleak, the horrible sword that has just condensed, is slowly dissipating, and the jade hand gently slides.

Lin Tong oozing cold sweat on his forehead.

The brilliance of the rainy moon, every faint one point, every inch of the hand down, is the result of Lintong's unparalleled efforts.

"Not good"

The upper level of Yun Jianzong is dignified.

Seeing the glory of the rainy month, gradually dimmed, the hand holding the sword, slowly falling, once she completely fell, it was the moment of defeat.

嗡

Three feet of Qingfeng, a sudden sound of swords, the hands of the sword holding the sword in the rain, once again rise, the sword of the group, once again climbed up and condensed.

At this moment, on the field, the birds are silent.

Many spectators, the scorpion hung to the throat.

There are no dazzling and dazzling skills, silent and invisible contests, every moment, you may decide the outcome.

Success or failure, only between one thought.

It may be that Cang Yu Yue has been tormented, and a sword kills Lin Tong.

It may also be that the rainy month was passed by Lin Tong and dragged into the endless abyss.

a thrilling showdown,

Every step is on the hanging wire.

Win and lose,

Who is the glory of the innocent king?

Time, at this moment, seems to be still.

The confrontation between the two new star kings, winning and losing, only one move.

just.

This move is still in the continuation of the confrontation.