Chapter 92: A Moment

"Look, there's a fight!"

"In this first round, there is no winner!" Everyone was shocked. The people in Guiyuan City had some foundation. They could see clearly the battle in the sky. Hong Lin actually awakened ten times with eight awakenings without falling behind.

No, it's not that we don't fall behind, but that we don't win or lose!

Hong Lin was surrounded by the purple bright wheel and refused to disperse. Now he is like a purple demon standing in the air.

"You... turned out to be the power of ice!" Sun Zhenghui, who was standing in the air at this moment, said in a dark voice.

Although the condition was to give Hong Lin a favor, after all, the other party killed his grandson. How could he give the other party a good look? From the beginning, he didn't keep any hand, but even so, he just tied with Hong Lin.

"What, this person is actually a mutant power!"

"What kind of mutant magic power? Did you hear it wrong? It's impossible. How can the mutant magic power be possible? Even if it appears, it can't be in our Black Dragon Realm, let alone in our return to Yuancheng.

"Absolutely correct. I just explored it with my divine knowledge. That's what Elder Sun Zhenghui said. He said that the young man was an ice god! Sun Zhenghui and the young man were fighting happily and did not stop my consciousness. I heard it clearly that there could be no mistake.

"It's really the power of ice!" Many people who have awakened more than six times confirmed.

For a while, the news that Honglin turned out to be the owner of the ice magic power spread rapidly. In a short time, almost no one in Guiyuan City knew that the young man fighting in the sky turned out to be the owner of the ice magic power.

It can be said that it is not once in a hundred million, the owner of the ice magic power!

"Even if I am the owner of the ice magic power, I will beg for my grandson!" Sun Zhenghui can be said to be difficult to get off. The other party's ice power made him angry and didn't know what to do.

It is shocking that Honglin is the owner of the ice magic power, and Honglin is the owner of the ice magic power, but this anger is a disguised anger, because he is worried about Honglin's *, the owner of ice magic power, what is the meaning.

The meaning is that all the major forces are competing for and competing for the talented person.

If the other party really relies on a big force, then he is really hard to get off today.

However, Sun Zhenghui has lived for so long that he lives with a face. In front of so many people, even if he takes care of it, he will not shrink back at all.

"Guiyuan Zhongtian Knife Method!" Sun Zhenghui roared with a simple knife in his hand, but at this moment, the simple knife disappeared. What followed was countless knives.

Countless knife lights, clouds and flowing water, like deadly souls, surrounded Sun Zhenghui's side, causing Sun Zhenghui's hair to float.

"Guiyuan Zhongtiandao, this... This is the low-level skill of Guiyuanzong. Sun Zhenghui is obviously serious."

Looking at the countless knife lights, it seems to have become Sun Zhenghui's weapon, leaving Sun Zhenghui in an absolute defense. Unless Honglin's purple bright wheel can be hard against it, otherwise, it will never break its defense, but to everyone's shock, it seems to be the countless knife lights of Sun Zhenghui's weapons.

was actually cut towards Hong Lin by Sun Zhenghui's hands slightly to the sky.

Countless knife lights, like the speed of saving his son's knife light, can't be seen clearly, the next moment will reach Honglin's bright wheel, which also compete with Honglin's purple bright wheel.

"What a powerful divine power! Is this the power at the peak of the realm of metamorphosis? Hong Lin thought in his heart while manipulating the purple bright wheel to resist.

This is the power of the transformation realm. It is also a low-level skill. His purple bright wheel can't defeat the countless knife lights. Even if he is seventeen divine beads, the gap with the peak of transformation is still there!

Hong Lin could feel that the purple bright wheel was fragmented. Although the countless knife light had also melted away a lot, if he continued to fight, it must be that his purple bright wheel could not withstand it first. Thinking of this, Hong Lin's sword was cut again, and another purple bright wheel was cut out.

What he lacks now is the consumption of divine power. With the strength of his 17 divine beads, not to mention his three Minglun sword skills, even ten times, more than a dozen times. Therefore, the most indispensable thing he lacks now is divine power. Otherwise, where does the power of his 17 divine elixir come from?

"This boy really takes magic power as a magic power! In this case, I will compete with you for whose magic power is more!" Sun Zhenghui said gloomily.

Immediately, countless knife lights appeared in his hand.

Hong Lin was stunned when he saw countless knife lights, but then sneered. How could he not see Sun Zhenghui's mind? He wanted to compete with himself in a war of attrition. He had more divine power than anyone else and consumed his power first!

Sun Zhenghui wanted to rely on his magic power to transform into the peak, but this time he paid attention wrongly. If it was the peak of ordinary divine beads, he might not dare to compare with his divine power, but he was not the peak of ordinary divine beads. He condensed 17 divine beads. In his eyes, the divine power was not only continuous water, but also It's almost the same.

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"What the hell are they fighting?"

"It seems that one side uses knife light and the other side uses purple bright wheel defense. They will not compete for magic power, will they not fight a legendary war of consumption!"

"It seems to be true. Look at the two of them, attacking while defending, and the continuous magic power is waved out. This is not a magic power consumption war. What kind of battle is it? But the little brother is so powerful that he has released the bright wheel more than a dozen times, as if nothing happened. I think the level of the Minglun sword secret is absolute. It's not low."

"It's not low. Think about it. The little brother released the bright wheel on average to resist the knife light of the elder of Guiyuanzong. The elder of Guiyuanzong used the handsome low-level skills. The little brother's awakening times was not as high as that of the elder Guiyuanzong. The purple bright wheel resisted the other party twice. Obviously, the purple bright wheel sword formula is the most Low is also a low-level handsome level, and even a middle-level handsome level is not impossible.

"I think it's more like a handsome senior!"

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Everyone talked about it, but Sun Zhenghui's face was gloomy. I don't know when he began to breathe a little.

"What kind of monster is this guy? My metamorphosis peak magic power can't be compared with him. His skills are also handsome and low-level, and the magic power consumed will never be lower than mine. However, looking at his appearance, he has used such a bright wheel so many times, and he still looks like nothing. What kind of this guy has? Even the ice magic power can't be used continuously. Unless the magic power is manipulated to the point of micro, the magic power can be used continuously, but not to mention me, even the suzerain is far away, and this boy is even more impossible.

Sun Zhenghui thought to himself that he now knew that he had chosen a wrong choice.

That is, he should never compete with Hong Lin for the consumption of divine power. He wanted to use the infinite knife light that was wrapped in all ranges to kill Hong Lin, but unexpectedly, Hong Lin's bright wheel did not eat this set, but Hong Lin's awakening was not as high as him, and the skills he used naturally could not be as powerful as his.

Under the circumstance that Honglin must have consumed more than him, he began the battle of consuming divine power. Unexpectedly, Honglin's divine power was more than he thought. After fighting for so long, he still looked like nothing.

Thinking of this, an anger appeared in Sun Zhenghui's heart. After nearly a cup of tea in this battle, he had not solved the junior, which made his face go!

Thinking so in his heart, he no longer dragged mud and water, and the simple knife in his hand returned to its original state again without countless knife light.

And Honglin also looked at Sun Zhenghui in front of him in surprise at this moment. He had just lighted the last wave of knives and thought about what Sun Zhenghui was thinking, but he understood it as soon as he thought about it, and his face showed solemnity.

Looking at the appearance of the other party, it is obvious that it consumes a lot of magic power. Anyone who can't compete in the war of consumption can either escape or use killing moves. Sun Zhenghui is naturally the latter. He lives with a face. At least Sun Zhenghui is also a person who has lived for so long. It is impossible to understand this truth. So now, he must be killed.

This killing move will be the time when he and the other party decide the winner.

Hong Lin just thought of this, and he found that Sun Zhenghui... actually made a posture of taking off and cutting into the sky. If so, Hong Lin would not be surprised. When he was surprised...

Sun Zhenghui held a golden blade in his hand, which was lengthen to dozens of feet. On this huge blade, it exuded infinitely powerful divine power...

Hong Lin couldn't even face the huge blade. The light emitted by the knife alone made him unable to face it.

At this moment...

The huge blade suddenly fell! The almost harsh sound of breaking the air, in a moment...

"Nine Star Line!"