Dragon Martial Emperor

Ling Feiliang listened to the words of Long Yu, and suddenly the voice sank: "Boy, you will pay the price of life for your sentence."

The conflicts between the two sides are fierce, and the surrounding crowds are excited.

For them, in such a disparate game, if there are some dramatic conflicts, it seems to be good, at least not so boring.

"The game has started, you still haven't done it?"

Long Yu smiled lightly, with a scorn in his eyes.

This time, Ling Feiliang did not say anything more.

He wants to use his own strength to let the little boy in front know what is called strength, what is the arrogance of capital!

The clown mask on Ling Feiliang's face soon turned into a bright red color, which made people feel chilling at a glance, and everyone who knows Ling Feiliang knows that this means he is killing.

He wants to kill the kid who is called Jun.

On the battle table, the brown-brown pool with a small brow furrowed, he couldn't figure out why Long Yu was so irritated to Ling Feiliang. Is it true that Long Yu has the grasp of Ling Feiliang?

Chi Xiaoxue thinks this is unlikely.

Although the axe Wang Linhe of the remix city died in the hands of Long Yu, Long Yu also said that it was not his merit, but he relied on others.

Now, facing Ling Feiliang, the seventh most important soul in the real world, is it possible for Dragon Royal to win?

Chi Xiaoxue’s mood was tense.

On the rostrum, the two disciples of Wan Jianzong and the lesser city master Xing Liang are also looking forward to Long Yu and Ling Feiliang.

"That kid is really not self-sufficient, so angered a strong man who is in a realm of harmony, looking for death."

One of the disciples of Wan Jianzong, who has a sharp-eyed monkey, looks naturally proud and proud. In this northern seaside city, he is a disciple of Wan Jianzong, and he should be worshipped by countless people.

"Let's guess, will the kid die in the first few tricks?"

Another Wan Jianzong disciple seems to be very decent, but his voice is sharp, with a bit of a playful taste.

"The strength is two different, one stroke is enough."

Wan Jian, a disciple of the pointed monkey, smiled and said: "However, it depends on how Ling Feiliang plays the kid. If it is me, I will ask a little bit and slowly let him experience the taste of despair!"

Xing Liang, the master of Shaocheng, saw that the two Wan Jianzong disciples were very interested, and they immediately said, "If this is the case, then we can't give the boy a chance to ask for mercy. I will let my people, no matter what." Don't intervene, how?"

"It's wonderful."

Wan Jian, a disciple of the sharp-nosed monkey, nodded with satisfaction, and quite appreciated the lesser city owner Xing Liang.

On the stage.

Ling Feiliang's clown mask turned into a bright red color, and then raised a hand, a red line flew out of his hand, tangled toward the dragon.

This red line, as if it was completely condensed by blood, reveals a **** smell, which makes people feel the breath, and it is a bit chilling.

Even Long Yu, I paid more attention to this red line.

Although he is not the first time to face the soul of the seventh real soul, but every time he will not be taken lightly, because the basic strength of the other is four times his.

"Yellow Spring Barrier!"

Long Yuyi raised his hand and condensed a layer of yellow spring barrier with nine secluded air. The gray-black barrier immediately blocked the red line.

No matter which red line is flying in the air, what direction you want to attack to Long Yu is blocked by the Huangquan barrier, and you can't get it. After several times, this red line was actually offset by the Huangquan barrier.

"what?"

Ling Feiliang's clown mask has become a little greener. He did not think that in the face of his strong attack of the seventh real soul, the fifth most important kid in the real world can resist!

Not only Ling Feiliang, but all the martial arts around him, all of them were appeased by this scene.

This is the fifth most important kid in the real spirit, it seems that there is a little strength!

"This kid seems to be a little tricky."

On the rostrum, Xing Liang, the owner of the Shaocheng City, was a little surprised, but he didn't care much. No matter what, Ling Feiliang, who is the seventh most important secret in the real world, will die.

"Even if there is a little means, it is impossible to be the opponent of Ling Feiliang. The realm of true spirit is much stronger than the fifth real spirit."

The two Wan Jianzong disciples did not look at it.

In their Wanjianzong, there are also major defensive martial arts techniques that can withstand strong attacks that are two levels higher than themselves, but such martial arts, the attacking ability must be weak.

In particular, they see that Long Yu is only twenty years old. It is certainly not so much time to practice defensive martial arts, but also to comprehend what powerful attack martial arts.

"I have to look at it, how do you resist next?"

Ling Feiliang touched the clown mask on his face, and snorted with a cold voice. He waved his hand and condensed three colored **** with his body. He lost these three colored **** to Long Yu!

"What is this again?"

The dragon’s heart is a glimpse, and there are quite a lot of ways for this guy. The various martial arts are endless and different.

He didn't have any idea at all. When the three colored **** spun and flew over, he suddenly spurred the body's mysterious spirit, and displayed the martial arts of the metaphysical super product, the dance of the dragon bird!

Such passive defense is not the style of Long Yu.

The dragon bird dance was displayed, and a pair of black wings stretched out behind him. With his figure together, it turned into a black streamer, and instantly bypassed the three colored balls!

"Nine secluded dragon fists!"

Long Yu did not hesitate, and immediately blasted out after flying out, and the nine secluded gas spread toward the surrounding area!

"The mask is really spirit!"

At this moment, Ling Feiliang seems to feel the terrorist power contained in the dragon's fist, so he has to mention the 120,000 points of thought.

A clown mask is a true spirit, emerges from behind his back, and suddenly the law he releases is more powerful.

"What moves do you have, let's make it out."

When the mask really emerged, Ling Feiliang resumed his self-confidence and sneered, letting the mask fly to the front and want to resist the dragon.

However, at this time, he suddenly felt the force of bondage, coming from behind him, and firmly tied his whole person.

The shadowless and invisible spirit of Huang Quan did not attract anyone's attention at all, and it would bind Ling Feiliang to the whole person.

"Nine secluded streams!"

Long Yu hit a fist to the ground, followed by Ling Feiliang's foot, there is a nine-nosed gas condensation, and then sprayed up!

This move is still the strongest martial art of the Dragon's attack power. Just a punch, he will defeat Ling Feiliang wearing a clown mask.

With a bang, Lingfei Liang was completely eroded by the nine secluded air, and flew away, and fell heavily to the ground.

The clown mask on his face has been eroded by the nine secluded air to darken and split into several halves.

"how is this possible!"

This scene, let all the martial arts around the battle, almost at the same time widened their eyes, can not believe.

A fifth child with a true spiritual mystery, has the ninth heavy power of the real spirit secretly flew? And have not released their true spirits!

On the contrary, the seventh strongest person in the realm of the real spirit, even the real spirits were released, but they could not block the punch of the boy...

In the face of a stronger who is stronger than himself, just punching the other side!

This kind of thing sounds like a ridiculous joke to everyone. If someone says something to them beforehand, they will never believe it.

But now, the facts are in front of them.

"what happened?"

Xing Liang, the master of Shaocheng, suddenly stood up and angered and directed the next person to let them investigate the matter.

Instead, the Wan Jianzong disciple, who was a sharp-nosed monkey, said with a wink, "The Shaocheng master does not have to be angry. This kid is the fifth realm of the real soul, and he can punch the strong man of the real world." It can be seen that there are a lot of secrets in him. Let him go all the way. If it can be used for my Wanjianzong, it is also a beautiful thing!"

"Qi Shixiong said it."

Xing Liang suddenly smiled and smiled. Others said that as long as these two disciples from Wan Jianzong are not angry, they are fine.

Qi Tianpeng and Cai Xinzhi, both of whom are the eighth disciples of the real spirits of Wan Jianzong, are among the core disciples of Zongmen and are ranked in the forefront, and their status is not low.

This time, on behalf of Wan Jianzong, he chose the youth genius in the North Seaside City. The North Seaside City naturally respects both of them.

Qi Tianpeng is the disciple of Wan Jian, the sharp-nosed monkey. At this time, he blinked and slightly tasted: "Give him a stronger opponent next time and see how much strength this kid has."

"Yes, the two brothers, you see, can Xu Qiang of Xu family be?"

Xing Liang asked with a smile.

"Xu Qiangyi? What realm?"

Qi Tianpeng asked with a faint smile.

"The soul of the real soul is the seventh most important, but the strength of Xu Qiangyi can be said to be the top of the seventh secret of the true spirit. Just Lingfei Liang, in front of Xu Qiangyi, is not enough."

Xing Liang said.

"Yes, let him play with this kid who is not talking."

Qi Tianpeng nodded and made a decision easily.

The other martial arts on the battlefield were also shocked by the situation at the moment.

They never thought that Long Yu could beat Ling Feiliang and still lay a victory!

It is very appropriate to use this word here, but unfortunately there are still many people who think that Long Yu is relying on tricks.

The Lingfei beam of the people defended the front, and the attack of the dragon was blown out from the ground. Of course, it could not be prevented.

But they don't want to, no matter what means, as long as the victory in this battle, isn't that the strong?

Long Yuzhen was determined to walk down the battle platform.

After winning the first game, he didn't think it was easy, and it was all he expected.

Instead, he occasionally looked up and saw the eyes of the Wan Jianzong disciple on the rostrum. He felt that the other party seemed to have a lot of interest in himself.

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