Chapter 128 Finally World War I

The cyan flying crane flew up and blew a hurricane, like a blade sweeping up, but Si Nanxin still had a sunny and cheerful smiling expression. His body was very flexible and constantly shifting. When his toes fell to the ground, a pair of golden red wing patterns would appear on the ground, which were completely condensed from true qi in an instant, showing surprise. Man's explosive power, with his body, makes amazing movements again and again, and even can be dodged in mid-air.

"What a strong explosive pace." Lin Guanghan has always said little. He is good at the physical pace. The last time he saw Kong Yishu's Meiluo body method, he was happy to hunt. He went forward to fight and circled around the peak with Kong Yishu.

"Si Nan's great stunt, Yaoyang big fireball!"

The huge fireball condensed like magma, flowing flame luster, and the Taoist flame was like a fire crow spitting out its tongue, hitting the cyan flying crane, colliding with each other, and both bursting.

Here, the flame is so strong that the aura of heaven and earth is amazingly hot. Even if it is isolated on the Yanlong ladder, Si Nanxinhong can also draw it to double his strength and have the ability to compete for the fetal situation.

Liu Yuan was anxious. The green crane fairy clothes on his body, driven by vitality, made amazing cranes. As soon as he raised his hand, his vitality condensed into a horrible long gun, followed the blue flying crane to kill Si Nanxinhong.

"Day Spot!"

Dark red round spots suddenly flew out of Si Nanxinhong's hand, like small fireballs, only the size of a nail cover, bright and restrained, but exuding a fing power.

Yaoyang Shengxianjue, Kong Yishu heard from Si Nanxinhong that practicing this formula can be very suitable for the fairy treasure of the heart of the sun. In addition to having the extremely amazing cohesive control explosive power of the flame, it also has the original ability of the heart of Yaoyang to purify the evil breath.

The hundreds of dark red spots were scattered all around. As soon as the fearing breath appeared, Liu Yuan in the field suddenly fell into a dull state, but then his face was angry and ferocious. The green crane fairy clothes bloomed with infinite fairy light, and the vitality flew away like yellow fog.

"Hundreds of cranes to the immortals!"

Hundreds of blue flying cranes flew out of him, with various forms, graceful and elegant, angry wings, leisurely fishing, playing, etc., which attracted everyone's attention in an instant. The spectacular scene of the hundred cranes and powerful power shocked everyone.

Seeing that Baihe Chaoxian in the field occupied the whole audience and the horrible dark red spots in the audience, Kong Yishu also felt numb his scalp for a moment. These two unique moves were no worse than his angry scales.

"Chao Xian!"

"Explosion!"

Liu Yuan and Si Nanxinhong shouted at the same time and looked at each other. One was angry and the other smiled cheerfully.

"Boom!"

In the field, the vitality broke out, the flames raged, and the light was wantonly, distorting the air and shaking the Yanlong ladder.

The smoke and dust rose, and the aftermath of terror swept outside the field, but only a few people were shocked back a few steps. Others stood still, as stable as Mount Tai, vigorous and eager to fight.

Kong Yishu and Mu Yangbai saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes at the same time. The next game is the key to victory or defeat.

In the field, the old man in charge of registration, before the smoke and dust dissipated in the field, took out a brush and engraved the victory or defeat with vitality in the bamboo book in his hand.

And the middle-aged man waved his hand and set off a strong wind in the field, blowing smoke and dust outside this big open hole.

In the field, Wulong's hair exuded red light, shining like a red armor. He stood in front of Liu Yuan and stretched out a hand to block the explosive power of all the spots of the day.

And Si Nanxinhong was in a thin but amazingly defensive light mask. A jade pendant on his chest emitted a gentle red light, from which the light mask was born.

And Liu Yuan's body exudes the same protective light mask, but it is already tattered, and the green crane fairy clothes on his body are also dim, and it is almost difficult to stand exhausted.

The victory and defeat in the field were obvious. Wu Long said loudly: "In the second battle between Chongguang Academy and Chaotian Academy, Nanxin Hongsheng of Chongguang Academy!"

"Yeah!" Kong Yishu rushed out excitedly, jumped on the stage to hold Si Nanxinhong and took him off the stage. Then Si Nanxin fell to the ground softly, holding two medium-grade spiritual stones in his hand, closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation.

Tang Lie silently stood on the side of Sinan Xinhong, Chen Hu was on the right side, and Lin Guanghan kept guarding behind.

The protection of Sinan Xinhong and Kong Yishu has turned into love under the care of core disciples such as Cangwu of Chongguangyuan. No matter how you look at it, these two are the future pillars of Chongguangyuan, one of the core disciples, and their personalities are also pleasing. Chen Hu and others naturally have a kind of brother-like protection. The feeling of a heart.

"Teacher?" Kong Yishu stood in front of Liu Yan. Liu Yan said nothing more and nodded. Kong Yishu bowed gratefully, and then walked to the Yanlong ladder. Every step, the fighting spirit on his body will rise, the sword will be sharp, and the murderous spirit will also be strong.

When standing in the middle of the Yanlong ladder, Kong was shocked by the tree, and the sword spirit rose up, like a supreme killing fairy sword hanging above his head. The sword spirit turned into a golden dragonfly wandering in all directions, and the murderous spirit was like thousands of sword blades, straight through the bone marrow.

" hiss!"

The cold air twitched, and everyone present was extremely surprised. Even the old man and the middle-aged man were surprised and showed a different color.

"Crazy Tiger, did you pass on his secret to kill the Holy Tiger? Why is the murderous spirit so strong and compatible with the sword spirit so fiercely? Tang Lie was shocked.

"I'm going to pass it to him. Cang Wu will definitely be the first to see it and be the first to kill me!" Chen Hu shook his head.

In the field, Kong Yishu attracted people's attention and glanced. His cold eyes swept to Mu Yangbai, who slowly walked towards the opposite side. At this time, Mu Yangbai's body was as white as light, warm and quiet as water, but extremely cold. His eyes were opened, the light bloomed, the fighting spirit rose, and his breath was ethereal and lively, like a white swallow crossing the gap, which was actually worn in his sword murderous spirit. The shuttle is free and does not hurt oneself.

Wulong didn't like nonsense. Seeing that the two of them were fighting, he also wanted to watch the play quickly and said, "The game begins!"

"Boom!"

Before the voice fell, two explosions sounded at the same time. Almost at the same time, Kong Yishu and Mu Yangbai burst up and collided with each other like a savage beast.

In the field, the two of them clasped their fingers and bumped their heads together to compete for physical strength, which was the most positive and ornamental struggle.

However, the two did not fight for people to watch, but had the same mind. The body, vitality, Xuanbing and martial arts gradually came out and compete with them, depending on who has a deep background and a strong foundation.

"Bang bang!"

The two quickly separated, fists, knees, elbows and other violent collisions, fists and palms, transforming into violent phantoms, without vitality, pure physical fighting, hitting the explosion of air, and shaking in all directions.

"Bang!"

Mu Yangbai hit the hole with a fist of the tree, and his fist suddenly turned into a sharp claw, shook the hole with the next attack of the tree, and tore it towards the heart of the tree.

"Wow!"

However, Kong quickly dodged with a tree, and appeared on his side like a ghost. His fist rushed again. Ganglin's fist broke out, like the god of war martial arts saint, and the physical power broke out. The golden light overflowed in his body, like a diamond arhat. Thunder and lightning came out of his body, which was flesh and blood. The power, the power of flesh and blood refined by Jin Guanglei.

"The formula, Ganglin Fist!"

The side resolved the aftermath of Mu Yangbai's attack, and the golden fist was like a layer of gold armor, and the scales were upside down, and Ling Yi bombarded Mu Yangbai's soft side abdomen.

Mu Yangbai's reaction was amazing. Seeing that this attack was unavoidable, Kong Yishu showed a slippery formula. Suddenly, he shouted angrily and kicked Kong Yishu's lower abdomen with one leg and kicked away the power of the formula.

"Bang!!"

The two were hit at the same time, and the dull sound of hitting the meat shook the aura of the world around them like waves.

"Puff!"

The two spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, but after Kong spitting blood from the tree, he suddenly smiled, as if mocking and disdainful.

Ber than the body? You can't!

Mu Yang's white face was two points pale. After spitting blood, he still felt that his internal organs were burning like fire, and his side abdomen could not lift his strength. Unexpectedly, he was numb. Although there was no skin and flesh flaws, he was also swollen and blue, and his bones were cracked.

Compared with physical strength, he lost a lot!

“......”

Outside the field, it was silent, but it was a physical fight, but it was murderous and powerful. Everyone was stunned, but they shouted happily.

If you let go of the fight and fight desperately, it is the most dangerous, because it is easy to be damaged and lead to death.