The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 141

In an instant, the big golden hand covering the sky collided with the cooked copper rod shrouded in light and shadow without fancy, and with a bang, a whirlwind of horns rose out of nowhere on the ring.

Luo Yang's figure was unshakable, but the young man stepped back more than a dozen steps, each step leaving a seven-inch deep footprint on the hard ring. It was obvious that he was suppressed by this move.

"Hurry up and admit defeat, young master, I'm still waiting to finish the fight and go back to eat!"

Luo Yang's footsteps went in a row, and he continued to attack, a golden fist landed down, causing ripples in the void, crushing the wind and thunder, and the sound of sonic boom roared endlessly.

"Ah! Don't underestimate people, kill them!"

The young man's eyes were red, he was desperate, burning blood to attack, countless runes lit up on the wrought copper stick, the whole ring was shaking, shaken by this force.

But he was still defeated. After all, Luoyang is too strong now. With one punch, the stick was blown away, countless rails flew, and turned into a big tripod, which directly suppressed him there, and almost killed him.

Immediately afterwards, the ninth-ranked master was also defeated by Luoyang. He was a genius who practiced the way of the wind, and he was full of tornadoes when he made a move, but he was not an opponent, and he was suppressed by Luoyang to death.

The body of a golden golden dragon shook, almost tearing apart the eternal blue sky, all the tornadoes collapsed, that guy flew upside down like a broken sack, and almost died on the spot.

"Good boy, you do have two brushes. If so, let me, Gongsun Jinwu, compete with you!"

Finally, Gongsun Jinwu among the five dragons and three phoenixes jumped down. He was a strong young man with a bald head and a shiny roof. He looked at Luoyang with a fighting spirit. He was ranked eighth.

"Extreme elephant power! Fist conquers mountains and rivers!"

Gongsun Jinwu was the first to grab the crowd, and shot first, his hands were knotted and his whole body muscled up, and then he punched out, a magnificent mountain and river appeared, and was smashed by the punch.

"Flood Dragon Emperor Fist! Smash your wild elephant!"

Luo Yang stepped out of the golden spiritual power wave like a fluid, and the entire arena was ablaze with golden flames. He also punched out, and a golden track instantly distorted the void.

"boom!"

The two fists collided together at the same time, the golden and snow-white rays of light intertwined into a ball, there was the sound of dragons and elephants, and Luoyang swayed back three steps.

However, Gongsun Jinwu, who is known for his infinite strength, took nine steps backwards, and even stepped on the clear and lingling arena so that hideous cracks appeared. It was obvious that he was at a disadvantage in this blow.

"Happy! It's so powerful! When the elephant comes to the world, it crushes the world."

Gongsun Jinwu made another move, pushing the kung fu to the extreme. With a loud neighing sound, a white elephant with a length of one hundred feet appeared between the sky and the earth.

This white elephant is powerful, its body is like a city wall, with mysterious and exquisite patterns on it, its four feet stepping on the ring makes a thunderous sound, its long nose curls up like an angry dragon, and its four tusks are shining with cold light.

"So what about the white elephant? You think you're instant noodles. It's not easy for me to do that. Let's see if your big elephant is stronger, or my little master and my dragon are better."

Luo Yang made seals with both hands, and his whole body glowed. Dragon patterns erupted from the [-] pores all over his body, like snowflakes flying all over the sky, and finally merged into one, turning into a golden dragon of three hundred feet.

The dragon head, dragon horns, dragon whiskers, dragon eyes, dragon body, and dragon claws are incomparably mighty and sacred. As soon as they appeared, they rushed forward, and the sound of dragon chant pierced gold and cracked stones.

"Woooo!"

The white elephant was not afraid, so he rushed up to fight and kill the dragon. This is the beginning of a war belonging to a colossus, which is very fierce and shocking.

The white elephant was very strong, its nose wrapped around the dragon and it was about to be crushed by him, but the dragon took the opportunity to entangle himself, all the scales turned into knives to cut the white elephant, and it was full of inspiration.

In the end, both of them were shattered, and Guixu was between the heaven and the earth. The spiritual storm set off a shocking turmoil, shook the ring, and swept across a radius of ten thousand zhang.

Those spectators who were weak in cultivation directly spurted blood, and some even died on the spot, which was a disaster.

"Return to your seat, Brother Gongsun."

The violent and violent spiritual storm was torn apart by a pair of white palms, and Luo Yang, who was tall and slender, stepped out of it and killed him just like that.

He used the Flood Dragon Heavenly Kungfu, opening it wide and closing it, piercing through the heavens and the earth. It was really too strong. It was not something Gongsun Jinwu, whose qi and blood were churning and backlashed, could resist. In the end, he was defeated and seriously injured.

No.7 is the great beauty Lan Baoer. It is said that he is the daughter of a talented female cultivator from Heiyun Kingdom and a prince from the Blue Scale Clan. She is amazingly talented and powerful.

She has a slender figure, protruding forward and backward, wearing a light blue dress and slowly walking onto the stage, with a variety of styles, beautiful eyes, and a charming smile, which makes people swallow their mouths.

The men in the audience were almost crazy, and rushed over with such a yell, as long as they could get close to the goddess, they would not even be afraid of death.

"My lord, Bao'er is weak, please take pity on me." Lan Bao'er said shyly with a pair of snow-white lotus feet bare, crystal clear and beautiful.

"Quack, don't worry, I will take pity on you!"

Luo Yang grinned strangely, rubbed his hands together and a flaming spear suddenly appeared, stabbing at Lan Bao'er's towering snow-white chest, causing exclamations from the audience.

Lan Baoer is so extraordinary, she pretends to be weak just to let Luoyang relax her vigilance, when her snow-white feet lightly step on, ripples ripple in a circle, and a piece of clear sea water rises up.

The flaming spear was blocked when it stabbed, the flame collided with the sea water, water and fire were incompatible, and white mist came out of the chi chi.

Luo Yang didn't care at all, he made tens of thousands of moves after one move, clusters of flames flew out, turning into long rivers of flames, the long rivers condensed and outlined, turned into a rune, and just enveloped like this.

Lan Bao'er took out a golden conch horn from her bosom, and played it lightly, with the sea breeze blowing, the sound of the tide sounded, and the beating on the reef was crisp and sweet.

A big monster with a human body and a fishtail appeared, swallowing clouds and mist, making waves, pulling a vast ocean to suppress Luoyang, and confronting the flame rune.

But the Luoyang seal changed suddenly, and the flame runes gathered together and turned into a gourd the size of a mountain bag. The gourd swallowed all the tides when it opened its mouth.

"Bang!"

A flaming oven descended from the sky, and in front of it were nine flood dragons running in unison. Just pulling the oven and hitting it, countless big monsters with human bodies and fish tails were suppressed, and just collapsed on the ring, turning into little crystal light raindrops falling down. .

Lan Bao'er let out a scream, and was enveloped by the oven, and the flames began to burn and refine, and everyone who saw it felt distressed.

Such a beautiful woman screamed, jumped, and struggled in the flames, like a cuckoo crying blood, making those who heard it cry and those who saw it sad.

But Luoyang is hard-hearted, he shows no mercy to the enemy, and only releases Lan Baoer after she admits defeat.

"Bastard, you bastard, you can do anything to Lan Baoer, are you a man or not!"

"You'd better not be touched by me in the future, otherwise even if you risk your life, I will beat you up."

"You are so cruel, I despise you, you are not as good as a beast!"

"Bao'er, are you okay, I'm a doctor, let me heal your wounds!"

The crowd in the audience was so excited that they criticized Luoyang with verbal criticism, and the saliva was almost thrown in Luoyang's face, but he didn't care at all, and instead raised his middle finger at everyone.

"kill!"

The sixth-ranked Tuoba Gu rushed forward, wanting to avenge his shame and severely suppress, humiliate, and ravage this nasty boy, so taking action was the ultimate move.

"The Lone Wolf Thirteen Forms!"

There was a long and long howling of wolves, and a pair of big blue wolves appeared on the ring. They were as strong as calves, bared their teeth, and rushed towards Luoyang.

At first, a big wolf jumped up, showing its sharp claws, and swiped with all its strength in mid-air, leaving a few bright claws.

"boom!"

Luo Yang hit the claw with one punch, the claw shattered, and sparks flew away with spiritual power. There was a ticking sound, Luo Yang's fist was cut open, and pale gold blood flowed out.

"Ulla! That kid is dying, he's bleeding, he's about to die!"

"Lord Tuoba, kill him, kill him to avenge Fairy Lan!"

Seeing that Luoyang was injured, those people in the audience were all happy, thinking that Luoyang had done all kinds of bad things, and finally he would get retribution.

Luo Yang curled his lips in disdain, and grabbed the big wolf's paw with his backhand. A mighty red suanni head protruded from his dantian, and swallowed the big wolf in one gulp.

This battle was very fierce, Tuobagu's wolf was weird and nimble, attacking from all directions, coming towards the dead corner of Luoyang, not giving him a chance to resist.

However, Luoyang remains unchanged, and everything around it is surrounded by a world of flames. There are fire dragons, fire phoenixes, fire crows, fire cows, and fire foxes flying there. As long as the wolves who dare to rush in are all burned into flying Ash.

All this is cumbersome to say, but in fact it only took a dozen or so breaths, and in the end all the flames turned into a flaming beast, which swallowed the wolf completely, and Tuoba Gu was almost smashed to pieces with a flick of his tail.

Three of the five dragons and three phoenixes have already been defeated, and all the rest of them looked very solemn, and no longer dared to underestimate Luoyang.

Even Tuoba Yuan clenched his fists tightly, secretly comparing himself with Luo Yang to see who had a higher chance of winning.

Tuoba Changyang was tall and slender, with a cold face, she came from the sky in palace attire, stood on the ring and faced Luoyang hundreds of meters away, her face was expressionless, like an iceberg that had not moved for a thousand years, exuding a kind of repulsiveness feeling outside.

"Buzz!"

Tuoba Changyang didn't form seals, and didn't make any moves, he saw her eyes as bright as stars suddenly turned white, as if a Gengjin storm was brewing, and the sound of bees flapping their wings could be heard continuously.

"laugh!"

The air was torn apart, and a three-inch sword light pierced through the air. It was so fast that even the sound of a sonic boom came before Luoyang.

A warning sounded in Luoyang's heart, his divine sense diffused, his eyes glowed, caught the flash of sword light, and he tilted his head in a moment.

The sword light passed close to his cheek, and as the side face turned cold, blood dripped and flowed, and his cheek had been cut.

"Tian Jiantong, you really deserve your reputation, but is it really okay for you to ruin my face like this? Beauty, you must know that brother relies on this face for his food."

Luo Yang touched the wound on his face, and said with a mournful face, facing Tuoba Changyang's attack, he was still calm and calm, without any look of fear at all.

"If you die, you don't need to eat."

Tuoba Changyang finally spoke, her voice was as clear as an ancient spring deep in the mountains, her eyes were murderous, and countless sword lights gushed out just like that.

(End of this chapter)