Chapter 189 Zhan Leijia
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Iron God of War Iron Pile, the God of War in the younger generation, is known as unparalleled combat power, and is one of the seed players of the Royal Academy of the Arctic Empire. His whole body was wrapped in a piece of steel armor, and his elbows, knees and other parts of the armor were covered with a foot-long steel barbed.
On the ring, Yang Jian and the iron pile are far away from each other, brewing a shocking blow.
Roar!
Suddenly, the iron pile roared up to the sky, and the ice around him trembled, and several ice guns appeared around him. These ice guns are more than one meter thick, and the tip of the gun is sharp, emitting a terrible cold light.
Hum!
The iron pile roared, and several ice guns burst out, turning into several streamers and bombarding Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's whole body is dark golden, and the armor slowly emerges. He kicked the ground with his right foot, and his body burst out like a cannonball. Yang Jian clenched his fist with his right hand and went straight to the ice gun.
Boom!
The ice slag splashed all over the sky, and five ice guns were smashed to pieces by Yang Jian. The ice dregs all over the sky almost formed an ice fog. Yang Jian's body did not pause at all. In an instant, he passed through the ice fog and appeared in front of the iron pile of the Iron God of War!
Bang!
It's another straight punch, and Yang Jian's iron fist is not much worse than the Chinese secret soldier. With one punch, there was a violent explosion in the air!
Bang!
The white armor of the iron pile of the Iron God of War emerged, and the sandbag-sized fist wrapped in steel armor and armor was bombarded against Yang Jian's right fist.
Rumble!
Like a rolling thunder roaring, the iron fists of the two touched each other and made a harsh roar.
How powerful is Yang Jian's iron fist? One punch can produce at least two million pounds! This kind of force, even the masters in the later stage of the secret world dare not take it! The iron armor and armor on the whole right fist of the iron pile were broken, and the body flew backwards like a cannonball.
Bang!
The body of the iron pile fell on the ice table with a bang, smashing a big pit half meters deep on the hard ice! In the ice pit, blood sprayed from the mouth of the iron pile, and Venus shot in front of him. He staggered and stood up from the ice pit.
"You're not my opponent. Go down." Yang Jian put his hands behind his back and said proudly.
"If you are not an opponent, you have to fight!" The sound of the iron pile sounded like a huge thunder, blowing in Yang Jian's ear.
Before the voice fell to the ground, the armor of the iron pile appeared again, and a huge plate axe appeared in his hand! The axe is two meters long, and the blade of the axe is one foot wide, emitting a cold light.
He shouted loudly, and his body rose to the sky, killing Yang Jian with boundless domineering and murderous spirit.
"Do you want to work hard?" Yang Jian shook his head slightly. Since his cultivation broke through to the middle of the secret world, few masters at the same level can stop him with more than five moves, and this iron stake is no exception!
Yang Jian's chest suddenly expanded outward, a big mouth, and a circle of horrible sound waves surged out of his mouth!
The first change of "Nine Sky Dragons": The birth of a real dragon!
The air wave all over the sky turned into a fierce air dragon, bombarding the iron pile with the pressure of the sky. The iron pile was numb by Yang Jian's voice. Venus shot everywhere in front of him, and his body couldn't help but pause. And this is the end for him!
The air dragon is ten meters long and looks lifelike from afar, very realistic. The Qilong roared and hit the chest of the iron pile in the blink of an eye.
Bang!
The body of the iron pile flew up in the air, and the armor on the body was broken on the spot. The fierce steel armor also had several terrible cracks!
Puff!
The body of the iron pile fell off the ring and fell hard on the ground. In order to make it completely lose its combat effectiveness and unable to participate in the subsequent team battle, Yang Jian made all his efforts! That's all, the iron pile doesn't have three days to wake up!
After defeating the iron pile, Yang Jian flew out of the ring.
The second appearance was Zhou Qianwu, a divine practitioner. His opponent was a young man holding a steel sword and wearing silver armor. This person has the cultivation at the peak of the early stage of the secret world, and his swordsmanship is superb, but in the face of Zhou Qianwu, a violent magician, he can only drink hatred. With only five moves, he was knocked off the ring by Zhou Qianwu, and he was seriously injured. He was doomed not to participate in the team battle behind.
The third one to play is Shuangxingshi Xue Qianchou. Since he lost to Yang Jian last time, he can be said to be a crazy practice, and his strength has improved a lot.
Today, he is wearing a bloody suit, his face is indifferent, and his eyes are staring at his opponent like eagle's eyes. The Royal Academy of the Arctic Empire was a teenager who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He wore white armor, had a handsome face, and held a white gun. He was quite like a small general.
"You are not my opponent." Xue Qianchou's voice was cold, and he spoke slowly.
"I know." The white armored teenager smiled and said, "I just want to understand the strength of the two-way master, and I don't expect to win the game."
"I will fulfill you!" The blood light flashed in Xue Qianxu's eyes, and his head was full of blood flying in the air, and his body was full of blood evil in an instant! At the same time, the blue and white armor floated outside his body! Even in the face of an opponent who is weaker than himself, he will still do his best. This is the real master demeanor!
Gang!
The white armored teenager shook his gun, his body turned into a streamer, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the blood Qianxu's body. The white war gun is like a roaring white dragon, straight to the chest of blood and sorrow.
The blood flashed in Xue Qianchou's hand, and the blood-colored war gun of the middle-quality secret soldier appeared in his hand. He lifted the gun and lifted it, and a loud noise shook the stabbed white gun aside. At the same time, in front of him, the left-handed sword appeared and banged on the right shoulder of the white armored teenager.
The white armored teenager snorted and flew out horizontally. The gap between the two is too big. Blood Qianxu is the master of the middle of the secret world, and the white armored teenager is just the early stage of entering the secret world. Although he has entered the secret level at such an age and can be called a peerless genius, how can he be an opponent of blood?
With one move, the judgment will be made!
A trace of blood flowed from the corners of the white armored teenager's mouth, but the injury was not serious.
"I've heard for a long time that the two-line division has unparalleled combat effectiveness. Today, I really live up to my reputation. Thank you for your mercy and admit defeat more and more." The teenager, who claimed to be more and more wide, bowed and then jumped off the ring.
The other party took the initiative to admit the transfusion, and Xue Qianchou also jumped out of the ring.
The fourth appearance was Kong Zhendong, and his opponent was Lei Jia, the seed player of the Arctic Empire!
Lei Jia has long white hair and more than half a meter of white light in her eyes, which looks very strange.
Kong Zhendong held a war hammer and looked cold. He didn't dare to be careless about Lei Jia.
Lei Jia held a steel folding fan with a calm look and was not nervous at all in the face of the war. Lei Jia is young, but her temperament is far higher than that of her peers.
"You're not my opponent. Go down." Lei Jia's voice was cold and he said slowly.
"Let's take it!" Kong Zhendong didn't say anything. He shouted violently, and his body exploded. The huge war hammer fell from the sky and slammed into Lei Jia.
In the face of the heavy hammer, Lei Jia did not mean to dodge at all. He slowly raised his right hand, and the white gas in his hand emerged. With a wave, an ice arrow burst out of his hand!
Bang!
The ice arrow accurately hit the war hammer. Kong Zhendong only felt that there was a great force coming from the ice arrow. The hammer in his hand could no longer hold it, and he flew out with a swish.
"How could this happen?" With one move, he bombarded his war hammer, cracked his tiger mouth, and Kong Zhendong's face changed dramatically.
However, before he recovered, a cold folding fan was put on his neck. Lei Jia didn't know when he appeared behind him and put the steel folding fan in his hand on his neck!
Once he dares to move again, his head will be out of his mind!
"This Lei Jia is so fast." Under the ring, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and was slightly surprised. Lei Jia's speed can catch up with the speed before his "Golden Light" broke through!
Kong Zhendong was defeated, and the two players of the Five-emer College were also defeated by him. Seeing that Lei Jia did not mean to step down at all, Yang Jian stepped up. Now, Yang Jian is the only one who can deal with him. Zhou Qianwu and Xue Qianchou may work, but they also have to do their best to be possible.
"You are the third master in the late stage of the secret world I have seen. It's really admirable that you can practice to this level in such a short time." Yang Jian held his fist slightly.