Chapter 56 Poetry Fighting Club

"Please!" Juetian's standard gentleman's etiquette completely angered the man opposite him. He was too defiant. He folded his fan and clicked to Juetian.

"Bum!" With a roar, the man who didn't have time to dodge was shot away, fell to the ground twice, and was unconscious. Complete victory..."

"I didn't mean to." Jue Tian whispered to a plump woman who was blown away by him. Jue Tian is such a person. Usually, you don't seem to be serious at all, but once it is an important thing, he will not care who the other party is and will not show mercy.

"You are very strong, and that's why I have to use my killer." A man with peach blossoms in his eyes said to Juetian that the man's absolute strength is at the sixth intermediate level. For his age, the qualification can be regarded as good.

"Oh? Really?" Juetian doesn't think so. Will he still be afraid of his seventh-level primary strength?

"Mummy, coax..." The long chant came from the man's mouth. Juetian was not in a hurry to let the man sing to finish. You have your own cards, don't I?

The golden characters are connected in the sky and pressing towards the sky. I am merciful!" The man sang in the shape of a lotus.

"When..." Everyone present felt that their chests seemed to be hit by a heavy object. As soon as the movements slowed down, the golden chain was wrapped up and tied up in an instant.

"Is it Buddha?" Hearing Yuxuan's master think incredibly, he immediately shook his head. It's impossible. What kind of existence is the Buddha's son? He is born with magical power. He is not in the five elements. Maybe a man's opportunity is not good, and he may inadvertently get a move.

"But..." Looking at the Juetian who was tied in place and unable to move, the man walked towards his opponent. Bang hit the abdomen fiercely. I was looking forward to the opponent's painful cry, as if the other party didn't even frown, just like an innocent person.

"Con admit defeat."

The condescending feeling of the man made Jue Tian feel very unhappy, and he laughed immediately.

"Very good!" With another fierce punch, the man looked at Juetian's expression, which was still the same unsurprising stinking expression, which was obviously different from what he expected.

"Go to hell." The man was really angry. If he was a little afraid of your identity at the beginning, he would be completely risky, and the dark energy body condensed into a breath of death on the surface of his fist.

"Hey..." I didn't expect that the big hand that had just waved out was caught by the other palm. How could this be possible?" It really took a little time. Now it's my turn. Jue Tian shouted crazily, and the black energy body exploded from his body, as if a demon god had come to life.

Looking at the gradually enlarged fist that swallowed black light, the man instinctively moved to the side, but the next moment the man was surprised to find that his body could not move. With a loud bang, the man was smashed away, hit the rockery beside him, and barely stood up. The man who just wanted to move a little Zi was surprised to find that he was locked again. No matter how he dodged, he couldn't get rid of that shadow. I don't know when the shadow behind him appeared behind him again.

"Dong-dong..." The rhythmic sense of blow came again, and the man's figure was relieved again. "You angered me and will pay for it." A huge sword burning with flames somehow appeared in Juetian's hand. "Flame Dance..." Juetian shouted softly, and the burning flame spread around the man in an instant. Sne..." The man who tried to rush out was surprised to find that the flame surrounding him could erode energy. Many attempts failed, but the scope of the flame was drastically reduced, and the man was about to be submerged in the sea of fire.

"Let's stop here." A sweet voice came. I don't know when the water that originally floated in the air actually formed raindrops under the guidance of mysterious forces. What's more surprising is that these raindrops can extinguish the sea of fire in front of us. After a few fights, the sea of fire was extinguished, revealing the awkward figure.

"At the end of the game, the next step is the final weapon fight. The rule is that you can only control the weapon to fight against the opponent's weapon, but you can't hurt the opponent himself." After looking at everyone's reaction, he listened to Yuxuan's master.

"That's good, Juetian!" Patting Juetian on the shoulder, Mu Feng boasted that the next was the final test. Although it was a little unexpected, Juetian and Xi Asia did not meet anyone Mu Feng knew in the previous comparison.

"That's..." Jue Tian said proudly. I have to say that because of the match just now, the three Mu Feng were indeed a little dazzling. The people present felt as if they had seen it somewhere, but they only saw Mu Feng's back.

After a fragrance, the players who participated in the final test had entered the market, and the competition still chose to be eliminated directly. Among those people, Mu Feng finally found the two figures of Murong Xuan and Situ Jing. As for Situ Liuyun, he had been standing on the side without taking action. Did he come out on this trip to accompany his sister to play? Of?

Even if Mu Feng tried his best to cover it up, he was still found by Murong Xuan, who was sharp-eyed beside him. If he had known to ask them some prowdable props, Mu Feng would have forgotten this.

Murong Xuan stared at Mu Feng carefully, and then said, "Are you...? Have we met somewhere?

"This lady must have seen the wrong person. She has a public face below, saying who looks like whom!" Mu Feng defended.

"Is that right? I don't think so!" However, due to the approaching of the test, Murong Xuan stopped asking questions, and her brother was staring beside her. If she said too much to a strange man, it was not the style of a lady.

Luckily, Mu Feng won the last competition, which means that he can observe his opponent more carefully. As far as Mu Feng observed, the grade of the green whip in Murong Xuan's hand was absolutely not low. Her opponent's weapon was suddenly entangled in the process of fighting with the whip. Although she wanted to resist, Murong Xuan certainly would not give the other party this opportunity. With a backhand, her opponent's weapon was hit to the ground. She won this game. It's very easy. And Situ Jing actually used a gossip mirror, and a faint light emitted from it, and the opponent's weapon could not be attacked at all. Go..." Hearing Situ Jing's soft shout, the gossip mirror hit the opponent's weapon like a streamer, and the gossip mirror with faint light directly destroyed the opponent's gold.

Until it was Mufeng's turn, his mind moved, and the stone blade that had been sleeping under the power of his soul appeared in his hand out of thin air. The other party was a man, and what he held was a trident emitting white light, which was not ordinary.

"W..." The other party's spiritual power controlled the weapon and hit Mufeng's stone blade. At that time, when Mufeng just urged the stone blade to move to the highest air, the opponent controlled the attack on the stone blade, but a scene that made people's eyes flutter appeared. The trident was directly shot away, and the stone blade seemed not to be The owner controlled it and hit the trident that provoked him crazily. He reincarnated many times, leaving deep marks on the trident of the well-chid.

In the eyes of others, they still think that Mu Feng's control of the weapon has reached an amazing state. As for what the situation is, Mu Feng knows that it must be the ghost of the martial soul.

Unexpectedly, Mu Feng's opponent in the next round was Situjing's bastard. Mu Feng said to the martial soul in the stone blade, "Do you know what the gossip mirror in the other party's hand is?"

"That rag thing? It's just the grade of Tianjie. This kind of thing is not qualified to carry shoes for me before. The spiritual idea of martial soul dissatisfaction came from the stone blade.

"This..." makes your boy rampant and destroyed your heavenly weapon today. Let's see how you go back and tell it. Mu Feng is really right this time. The gossip mirror was not given by the family to Situ Jing, but Situ Jing stole it from the family in order to show off in front of Murong Xuan.

Under the control of Mu Feng's huge spiritual power, the surface of the stone blade emitted a dazzling golden light, and a simple breath emitted. The gossip mirror opposite was not controlled by Situ Jing. No matter how he urged him, it was suspended in the air, and the mirror seemed to tremble faintly.

"Break it!" With a soft shout, the stone blade drew a beautiful arc in the air and crashed into the gossip mirror. The gossip mirror, which was still very strong in the first few rounds, couldn't stand the pressure of the stone blade and collapsed in the void.

"You..." Situ Jinggang wanted to hurt people, but when he thought of the current occasion, he could only swallow this sulking breath. Although he deliberately concealed the anger at the bottom of his heart, he was still caught by the keen wind.

"The final test?" Mu Feng sighed helplessly, but he didn't expect that his opponent was the young lady of the Murong family. Where did he not meet in his life?

"Do we need to compare?" Mu Feng said to Murong Xuan opposite. Although it was a little hurtful, to be honest, Mu Feng did not seem to fight with her.

"Of course, don't think I'll be afraid of you." Murong Xuan waved her fist and replied to Mu Feng.

"Come on, come on!" Looking at Mufeng, who did not move, Juetian couldn't help it and cheered aside. This is not like the style of the glazed city owner he knows, isn't it...? Is this the so-called love at first sight? Jue Tian thought about it in the sky.

"Let's start."

"Drink!" Murong Xuan first urged the whip to bombard the stone blade of Mufeng, and the turquoise light bloomed on the whip. As a divine blessing teacher, Murong Xuan's spiritual strength should not be very weak.

"Bum!" The stone blade and the green whip collided together, and it turned out to be evenly divided. Although the stone blade was not deliberately controlled, this should not happen. Can't the martial soul be controlled by itself?

"Ky, what the little girl holds in her hand is not simple!" At this time, the spirit of the martial soul came.

"Asian artifact 'Ely Cold Green'?" Mu Feng was shocked that he found this in an ancient book. Unexpectedly, the Murong family was really willing to carry such treasures. Murong Xuan also carried them with him. No wonder he sent a brother to stare at them.