Chapter 37 Top Five...

Li Yongqiang smiled bitterly and wanted to try his best to win for himself, but he didn't expect to make a driving suit for Han Ping and win himself. Otherwise, even if he lost the game in the end, he would not lose like this.

Before the referee asked about the situation, Li Yongqiang withdrew his thin sword in his hand, shook his head and smiled, and then turned into a cold look and flew down the stage.

"Han Pingsheng, the next game, small fire against Ziyan, start."

The stands cheered into a tide-like roar, and they were excited and happy to have such a genius among their people.

Xiaohuo and Ziyan stepped into the ring at the same time. The momentum on their bodies were condensed and there was no nonsense. Xiaohuo directly used the unicorn to transform into a huge flame unicorn dozens of feet tall. Between his hands and feet, there was a flame entanglement, and a force emanated from his body.

As the first genius of the Leihu clan, Ziyan is not a descendant of any mythical beast. He climbed up step by step by step with his own talent and efforts. So at this time, when he saw the action of the small fire, the tiger roaring mountain forest, walking like a wind, moving like thunder, crossing a kilometer away, and being full of thunderbolt, like a beast in thunder.

Haoran Leiwei surged wildly. Although it was not a mythical beast, its power was no worse than that of the little fire mythical beast.

The small fire is not afraid, and the body continues to soar. The eyes are straight, and the hair is open, like an angry male master. When walking, the earth speaks softly, the air shakes, and the purple flames violently collide with it.

The loud noise is like the thunder of nine gods, and the wind on the ground is blowing, just like the vortex of Jiuyou. The huge energy vortex and thunder rippled from the ground.

Two figures are one big and one small, one red and one purple. After the collision, the purple figure quickly retreated, but the red figure attached to it, like the maggot of the metatarus. Why can't it be thrown off?

The red figure was naturally a small fire. At this time, there was a fire under his feet, and his body turned into a big sun, dazzling. Looking from a distance, it was like the sun falling to the ground.

The three-color light ball in the mouth began to rotate, and gradually a basketball-sized three-color light ball appeared, but the energy inside was not proportional to the size of the light ball at all, and the explosive energy shook the ground.

Ziyan's eyes were solemn, and a mass of purple light flashed. His hind feet stood upright. His front legs were crossed together. Countless thunder lights gathered on his legs, making the sound of thousands of birds singing. The sound was extremely pleasant, but the powerful person's face changed, and the sound was actually an illusion attack.

Although it was upright, the purple thunder was faster. Every step out, there was a thunder. It was not until it felt that the thunder in his hand gathered enough that suddenly turned around. At this time, the three-color light ball of the small fire also stopped rotating.

The two figures are full of light and enthusiasm, and even the power of the attack moves in their hands has increased a little out of thin air.

The small fire stepped violently, and the flame flew out and shot out. The figure was wrapped in the flame, like a big sun falling from the sky and falling towards the purple flame.

Ziyan kicked his back foot, and the thunder on his front legs scratched the ground, and the small cracks of silver snakes crossed a distance of 1,000 meters, which looked like a dream.

The three-color light ball broke away from the mouth of the small fire and began to expand. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a hundred feet in size. Looking up, it really seemed that there was a three-color sun in the sky. The terrible energy melted the stones on the ground quickly, or kept trembling, and finally suspended in the air.

The thunder in Zi Lei's hand roared angrily, and hundreds of thousands of birds roared, giving people the impulse to be on the battlefield to defend their country. Their blood surged in their hearts, and countless people's hearts soared and their eyes were excited.

Finally, the thunder collided with the flame, and the sound of the birds disappeared, and even the whole world became quiet, which was a little strange.

Just when people felt strange, the field finally broke out, and huge energy smashed pieces of gravel out of the field. The imperial referee at the edge of the ring tried to support a boundary so that the energy and gravel could not fly out.

At this time, silver is flying, and the fire waves are surging. Various animal-shaped creatures made of elements are intertwined and roaring, struggling to bite, fighting together. An energy ball appears in the center of the two fights and gradually spreading around. A breath of destruction is brewing and growing in it, and all kinds of strange colors are in it. The face slowly emerged.

The energy aperture finally stopped spreading, but gradually dissipating, revealing the muddy scene below.

The flame on the fire has disappeared. At this time, he was lying on the ground with a tired face and his eyes full of wry smiles. Until now, he knows that efforts can really be compared with talent. Even if he has unicorn blood and even treasures such as unicorn beads, if he is lazy, he can't catch up with others.

The thunder on Ziyan's body has also disappeared, but he can still stand. There is still a thin trace of thunder beating between the two retreats. Although it is weak, it is fatal enough for the current situation of the small fire.

"Ziyan won, and today's last game between Yang Lin and Zi Lei began."

After the carnival, people calmed down and carefully stared at the person and the dragon in the field. People are more than six feet tall, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and must be flamboyant. The light in his eyes is like a dazzling star, and his momentum is like a wolf smoke, turning into a rolling thunder. What a young man.

The dragon, dozens of feet huge, has antlers, has four legs, is as sharp as claws, has thunder in his eyes, and his body is burning like a line of purple light, straight to the sky.

Dragon, purple light wrapped around the body, and its shape changed. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a thunder mythical beast, stepping on its feet, wearing a thundercoat, and there was a roar between actions, endlessly in the ears. Between the roar, there was wind and clouds rolling, wolf smoke everywhere, what a thunder mythical beast, what a mythical beast unicorn.

The thunderbolt on people's bodies, and hundreds of shadows behind them are empty. People, as soon as they move, the virtual shadows follow, the thunder surges, and the thunder flashes. People, as soon as they drink, the thunder turns into countless birds, singing together, shocking the heart.

"Cut the evil", the man shouted, and among the birds singing, a long spear fell into the man's hand from the sky. With a random wave, it turned into a wave of thunder and rolled towards the dragon.

Looking at the rolling thunder wave, the dragon-made unicorn body rose from the ground and stepped on the wave. With the ripples of the wave, the body also fluctuated, just like a flat boat in the waves, but it moved forward steadily without any panic.

The long gun pointed straight at the figure of the unicorn, and the shadow behind him howled angrily, stretched out a finger, coincided with the long gun, and pointed to the unicorn, which was powerful and thunder surged.

Kirin's eyes were solemn, but the light burst, slightly crazy. His body suddenly rotated, turned into a huge thunderball dozens of feet in diameter, and hit the long gun.

The sound of gold and iron interming sounded, and the finger stretched out by the virtual shadow was smashed by the thunderball, but the momentum did not decrease and went to the man.

His eyes were slightly cold. The man's long gun stood upright with his left hand, and his right hand was flat on the beach. He slapped it violently, and the virtual shadow behind him also directly stretched out his right hand to pat it.

The thunderball was slapped by the giant hand and directly fell to the ground. The ground was smashed with gravel and flew away. The thunderball dissipated and showed the figure of the unicorn, but it was slightly more tired than before.

His eyes stared fiercely, and the thunder came out of his eyes and shot straight into the wave of thunder and disappeared. The unicorn's feet stamped on the ground and trembled, but the figure appeared in mid-air. It had to be windless automatically raised a forefoot. In the roar, the thunder came out dozens of feet long and headed for the man's chest.

His body was short and he dodged the attack. The man grabbed the thunder with his right hand and immediately cracked the move, and dozens of feet of thunder went back to the unicorn. That's not to mention. The man stepped on the thunder wave, and the thunder tide seemed to be crossing him. The figure followed along the reflected thunder. The Xuanqing long gun in his hand also made a shocking roar, and the thunder shot away from it, forming a mysterious pattern and stabbed away fiercely.

In the panic, the unicorn was long *, and its figure burst back, but it was not as good as the people who stepped on the thunder tide.

Countless * in a row, Kirin actually began to rain blood, mixed with thunder, making the thunder wave more explosive.

The hundred-foot virtual shadow behind him cooperates with the Xuanqing long gun, and one finger keeps pointing out, giving people a wonderful feeling.

These are not included. The adults looked up to the sky and roared, and the thunder roared like divine thunder in the nine heavens. The thunder wave attached to his body, his hands suddenly closed, and the virtual shadow behind him also patted, directly patting the unicorn and roaring his head.

Then he stepped on the unicorn, and the virtual shadow behind him stepped directly into the ground. A huge footprint appeared, and the virtual shadow dissipated. Among the footprints, the dragon's figure appeared and was completely unconscious. There was no movement at all, and the blood was still flowing.

"Yang Linsheng, next, the five strong competition for hegemony begins."

The battle continued, and the wonderful battles drove the mood of the audience on the whole stand. The voice was violent and rude. Even the young girl who usually felt that she was a lady was hoarse and shouted, as if she was possessed by some beast.

The game ended in about 20 minutes. The top five turned out to be Li Yongqiang, and human beings were roaring, roaring and arrogant, because they were the most talented race, and four of the top five were all human beings. They were proud and arrogant.

And when those strong human beings in mid-air saw such a result, they all showed a proud look at the strong men of the orcs and began to roar and laugh secretly in their hearts.

"Top Five List: Han Ping, Yang Lin, Hong Yan, Ziyan, Li Yongqiang",

The emperor smiled, paused and continued:

"Then there will be a final tomorrow, four into two"...

(I suddenly found that the recent pattern of chrysanthemum picking seems to have changed, but I feel more comfortable than the front, what do you think)