Supreme Demon

C_t; second division!

The solitary rainy moon is fluttering, and the delicate eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and the graceful figure is brilliant. Full chapter full text-79-

She was the first to appear, and the whole person had a strong spirit. From the beginning of the Moling war, the top ten masters of the two forces, and finally the ultimate fighting power.

"Mo Yunzong, cold silkworm!"

Opposite the solitary rainy month, cold silkworms hold fists, his palms are sweaty, face 'color' bitter, so he is also a small master of the 'door' of the top 20, if there is no accident, he will not be a problem in the promotion. of.

Unfortunately, the accident has appeared!

"嗡"

The next moment, the solitary rainy month started, her people are like the moon, the fist is like the wind, and the overbearing is interpreted by her.

"I block!"

The cold silkworm concentrated the whole body's strength in front of the body, and the seven warriors rushed out of the cyclone and rushed forward.

But everything is in vain.

The punch fell, and the seven warriors smashed their whirls, and he was all shot down by a fist, and the bones rolled down the battle platform.

Solitary rain, strong promotion!

This is a kind of intensive agent, so that everyone in Deling Wu College is cheering loudly and jumping. Who said that Mo Yunzong has the ability to press Lingwu Academy?

Followed by, Sun Tian appeared.

He raised his hand and sorted out the white clothes, and he hurriedly stepped onto the battle platform. It looked much lower than the solitary rainy month, and his opponent was Li Wei, the Lingwu Academy, the first master of the ‘door’.

"defeat!"

In the face of Li Wei, Sun Tian only spit out a word. His eyes were like a brass bell, his hands jerked together, and for a long time, the two strengths were mixed with the crystallization of Wu Jing, and they crashed into each other.

The entire platform was trembling, and the power of the smashing was too great, like two large fans, slamming.

Li Wei was a duckweed in the river, and the nine warriors on his body circulated, and they were crushed in the blink of an eye. The body swayed and smashed in the two forces, and the last one fell down.

Li Wei defeated!

At this moment, people are dumbfounded. Sun Tian’s strength makes them feel shocked. Mo Yunzong’s disciples are cheering, and Lingwu College is silent.

Such a powerful Sun Tian, ​​can you resist the rain alone, or is it the next day?

"Great and powerful!"

Ling Qing secretly spit out a small ****, that is, she faced such a blow, they can only lose one way.

"The nine-level martial arts and the nine-level military, the difference is too big." Yunmeng nodded.

"Mo Yunzong three masters..."

Ling Feng’s eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the dragons, cold blood and Sun Tian. The pupils were also converging. His eyes were naturally much higher than the average person. Because of this, he felt the taboos.

"I am afraid that the three-level martial arts is not enough." He sighed.

Now, more than a month has passed, he has reached the peak of the three-level martial arts, it is time to enter a higher realm.

Soon after, Long Hao, the next day, cold-blooded, Li Wei and so on all boarded the battle platform. Their performances were exactly the same. They all used strong fighting power and overwhelmed their opponents.

one move!

This is a natural gap, that is, a small master like Li Wei, can not stop them from hitting, for a time, so that the two major disciples are wide-eyed, ‘touch’ is not allowed.

"choke"

In the first division, Ling Qing is still very eye-catching. The golden ‘color’ cyclone is like a small sun, and the ground-level martial arts tyrants are also extremely powerful.

At this moment, her opponent is a disciple of Mo Yunzong's ‘door’, but a seven-level warrior.

"Professor!"

The kind of screaming and screaming, and the sword in the hand, was bursting out of Rui Cai, and it was suddenly killed.

"嗡嗡"

A hurricane swept out of the hurricane, and the ‘crash’ ‘shoot’ rushed to Lingqing, which was a circumstance of seven martial arts cyclone, which was extremely powerful.

"Dangdang..."

However, Ling Qing was not afraid of it. The golden ‘color’ sword was ushered in, and it was extremely arrogant to greet it. The five golden ‘color’ cyclones rushed up and smashed the hurricane.

"puff"

Then, she slammed down with a sword, and she was so fast that she had to change her face to 'color' and change back. She escaped in danger and escaped.

However, at that moment, a fierce hand was behind the sword, and he slammed it on his ‘chest’ mouth, and beat him out, and Zhang mouth spit out a blood.

The five-level warrior defeated the seven-level warrior!

This is another eye-catching, shocking, because this is Ling Qing's "real" combat power!

Undoubtedly, Ling Qing also caused a lot of shock, even the elders all secretly nodded, eyes shining, but soon, this shock was caused by another big sensation, drowning the students.

In the eyes of the public, Ling Feng was on stage.

He stared at the black iron ‘stick’, mottled with rust, and every step of the way, there was a little rust and fading, which seemed to be inconspicuous and in stark contrast with his opponent.

However, everyone did not dare to underestimate him, after all, Ling Feng is a seven-level warrior, who can play without a fight.

"Who is that, come over."

Ling Feng blinked and glanced at his opponent.

"Ling Feng, you have to be mad readings!!"

The older boy’s face was 'color', and he also came from Mo Yunzong’s 'door'. At the beginning of the 'door' ten masters, several people were defeated in the hands of Feng Lingtian, because the injury was too heavy, delaying cultivation, So he also overtook it.

His name is Leng Qianqiu, and now he is already an eight-level warrior.

"I am playing!"

The next moment, Ling Feng directly shot, the iron rods traversed, the power is fierce, no doubt, this is the result of his display of silver treasure, the power is enormous.

"kill!"

Cold and raging, his footsteps were staggered in an instant. He knew that the wind was so fast, so he rushed to the latter, and now is the best chance.

"when!"

When the sword in his hand greeted the iron bar, the face of the cold thousand autumn 'color' instantly rose red, and the blue veins on the arm burst, and a heavy pressure of the mountain suddenly fell down, making him unable to bear.

" "

The next moment, he flew, and like Dong Yue, the whole person was squatting on the battle table, and the eight-way warriors were smashed by the living place.

This scene once again shocked everyone. The power was so powerful that it would be able to fly the eight-level fighters. Is this enchanting?

"The power of a terrible blood ‘meat’ is a natural power!”

Whether it is cold-blooded, dragon scorpion, or solitary rainy moon, etc., people have shed a different 'color'. They didn't have this feeling before, but it was too fast.

But now it is discovered that the power of the latter's blood 'meat' is too big to resist.

"Master, so fierce!"

Purple rhyme licked her mouth and was completely dumbfounded. She couldn’t really connect the humanoid mob in front of her with the gentle young boy.

"Ah You……"

That cold is also depressed to vomit blood, he just came to find the scene, not to shame.

He violently violently rushed to ‘Let’ to kill Ling Feng.

However, the head-on is a ‘stick’ son. He only had time to put the sword in front of him. The eight-way warriors rushed out and gnawed their teeth.

"what?"

After a while, he found that the big ‘stick’ had not fallen at all, and he couldn’t help but confuse him. He removed the sword and looked forward.

"I rub..."

The next moment, his face 'color' madness, I saw Ling Feng is holding a big iron bar, facing him, let him all straight, his mouth 'lip' is white, and when he looks over, Just touching the eyes of Ling Feng, the latter flowed out a bright smile.

In the eyes of the cold, it is a bloodthirsty nightmare!

"Boom"

So he flew, and broke into the crowd directly, and all of them were scattered, because the ‘stick’ was just lying in his ‘chest’ mouth.

Demented all over the place, just lost? !

It is still a nondescriptable battle. Ling Fengxue's 'meat' is too strong, and people simply can't start. A ‘stick’ even the eight-level warrior is still flapping. It is simply invincible.

"Even if it is a natural power, if there is no fighting power, there will still be a coward."

Cold blood faint voice.

"With the help of the blood 'meat', it is good to be able to do this, at least under the martial arts, it should be difficult to have opponents."

The dragon 昊 **** ‘color’ was light, and did not put Ling Feng in his eyes.

"The little guy, is it so strong?"

The solitary rainy moon was scornful, and she recognized the wind.

"Oh, it will only be out of the limelight!"

At dusk, the second round came to a close, and more than a thousand disciples were eliminated in half, and now there are only one hundred and twenty-eight left in each division, and sixty-four will be promoted tomorrow.

On the following day, Lingwu College is still a sea of ​​people. Around the four major battle platforms, there have been too many people gathered. Everyone is looking forward to it and hope that their power can defeat their opponents.

Undoubtedly, such as the solitary rain, the next day, the cold-blooded, the dragon, and so on, are still invincible, they are crushing the opponent.

And like Mo Kong, planting water, etc., are also strong promotion, and did not encounter strong opponents.

On this day, Ling Qing’s opponent was a four-level warrior from Mo Yunzong’s 'door', but she was defeated by her ruin. The power of Xiao Nizi can definitely be the first master of the 'door'. It is.

Soon after, Ling Feng appeared again. He resisted the big irons on his shoulders and his eyes were sharp, which made his opponents haired.

"duang"

Without any surprise, his hand holding the ‘stick’ was an invincible signal. The other side smacked it, but he was smashed to the ground by a ‘sticky’, and there was no room for struggle.

In the end, I was shot by Ling Fengyi, and I turned a few rounds in the air. The brain 'door' landed on the ground, and the skulls were all "snapped" and then stunned.

Still ‘stick’!

Looking at the boy, people’s mouths are smashed, and the latter has shaped a legend with a ‘stick’!

At this moment, even Long Yue saw Ling Feng straight frown, the ‘stick’ is invincible, and a ‘stick’ is squatting down, even the hard steel can produce a hole.

"Master is good, ‘stick’ has become a ‘stick’ sub-saga!” Ziyun excitedly held a small fist and shouted at Lingfeng.

"puff!"

Ling Feng's footsteps were awkward, and his face was black and straight, and a blood spurted out.

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