God Of Martial Arts

"Boom, boom, boom"

a series of shocking voices spread out. In the void, it seems that there is a giant gate opened in ancient times, and eight giant doors appear above the void in a fan-shaped manner, wrapping the body of the imperial mausoleum.

The crowd raised their heads one by one and looked at the eight huge doors emerging from nothingness, all of which were the sealing power of terror.

"It is said that Duan Wudao, Prince of the snow moon, has the blood and martial spirit, and the martial spirit is the sealed door. It seems that the rumor is true, and the seal gate in the rumor is so powerful." Many people who have heard of Duan Wudao feel terrible. The eight sealed doors are all the breath of seal. I don't know how powerful the seal will be.

The imperial mausoleum also raised his head and looked at the eight sealed doors, and his eyes were tightly fixed. The eight doors, the ancestor of XueYue King's room, had nine sealed doors, which were the acme of martial spirit. Now, Duan Wudao Xuanwu's nine times cultivation has already owned eight seal doors. The power of blood and the power of talent can be seen.

"Imperial mausoleum, the door of seal, you don't have any chance." Duan Wudao said indifferently, and his overbearing kingly spirit is becoming more and more powerful.

"Even if it's the door of seal, it can't seal my blood and soul." The pupils of the imperial mausoleum are getting colder and colder, and their momentum is not as strong as before.

"You can't seal your heaven and blood, but you can also seal your people." Duan Wudao's hands coagulated and printed, and he said angrily: "seal!"

At the same time, the sound of the eight emperor's gate was blocked.

"The blood of heaven!" With a roar from the imperial mausoleum, a terrifying tyrannical blood burst into the sky, making it impossible for those sealed doors to enter his body. He knew very well that if the sealed door entered his body, it would not be his people who were sealed, but his soul, cultivation and even his life.

"Boom

A shocking sound came out, one of the sealed doors was shattered by the terrible power of the imperial mausoleum, but the other seven sealed doors still sealed his body. The crazy struggle of the imperial tomb's body made the seven sealed doors tremble, as if unable to seal his tyrannical power.

"Give it to me!" With the roar of the imperial mausoleum, all the forces of the heaven were in full bloom. It was also a sealed door, which turned into a light spot and disappeared into invisible. With the extremely strong hegemonic power, the sealed door was broken.

"You don't have a chance." Duan Wudao uttered a voice, his body trembled, and stepped on the void. Then he turned his body upside down, his head went down, and he roared towards the imperial mausoleum in the sky. The tyrannical King's gasification made a stream of extremely arrogant air current flowing on his body. Duan Wudao's whole person was just like a gorgeous light of kingcraft, which was incredibly fast.

Emperor Ling raised his head and looked at Duan Wudao. His eyes turned red and his body was stuck by silk.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The roaring sound of the imperial mausoleum spewed out from the mouth of the imperial mausoleum, and the air of heaven was all oppressed towards the sky. The power of the nine peaks in the Xuanwu realm was not retained at all.

"Seal!"

Duan Wudao gave a sharp drink, and a force of seal spread out from his body, as if to seal all the terrible breath. Then he reached for a fierce tremor, and the sound of burst came out. That terrible force burst directly, but Duan Wudao's body was still oppressed.

"Give me a break" the imperial mausoleum roared wildly, and his whole body was full of blood. The blood of heaven was crazy to fight with the heaven. The howling made the eardrums of the crowd tremble wildly, and the strength was too terrible.

The sound of "boom, boom, boom" burst out and broke. The seal of martial spirit was shocked by the imperial mausoleum with terrible force. On the body of the imperial mausoleum, people were shocked and wanted to crawl.

"Kill!" However, when the terrible burst sound came out, Duan Wudao also came. The endless breath of kingcraft was all oppressed on the emperor mausoleum. In a short moment, it seemed that there were countless kingly fists coming out. Emperor Mausoleum raised to meet him in a hurry, but only heard the sound of banging. His body was constantly bombarded down until his whole body was thundered by Duan Wudao In the middle of the ground.

The battle platform burst madly, and their bodies all disappeared. The crowd could feel the constant trembling under their feet. Duan Wudao did not give the imperial mausoleum a chance to breathe.

When a figure shot out of the ground and stood on the platform of Dabi in the snow area again, the crowd was shocked. Duan Wudao, the champion of the snowy Dabie, turned out to be him, a top talent coming out of the snow moon.

Emperor Mausoleum also quickly came out from the ground, his whole body breath violently fluctuated, his clothes and clothes were broken, and his mouth was full of blood, but his eyes were so cold that he only gazed at Duan Wudao.

When he was defeated, Emperor Ling didn't expect that he would be defeated and defeated by Duan Wudao. This snowy Dabi, the most concerned snowy region, made Duan Wudao. His imperial mausoleum could only be ranked second.

"Duan Wudao, I will defeat you and wash away today's shame."Emperor Mausoleum turned around and directly returned to his position. He sat down on his knees and began to heal his wounds. Although he seemed to be in good condition, his internal organs were rolling and suffered great trauma. Duan Wudao's attack just now was to make him not have the strength to fight again, and let him admit defeat directly.

"I'll wait for you." Duan Wudao said indifferently. He also returned to his position and closed his eyes to regulate his breath. His soul was shaken. He was not better than that. The imperial mausoleum was really powerful.

The crowd breathed out their breath for a long time. It seems that the ranking of the snowy Dabie has been fixed. Duan Wudao is the champion of the snowy contest. The strongest talent. Emperor Ling can only be ranked second. Lin Feng, even if Jun Mo Xi asks him, he can only be ranked third.

With the terrible collision between Emperor Mausoleum and Duan Wudao, other people's fighting is unable to attract people's attention. Now, perhaps the battle between Lin Feng and Emperor Ling and Duan Wudao can attract their attention.

When it's Lin Feng's turn again, Emperor Mausoleum and Duan Wudao are still adjusting their breath. Xue Wuchang orders others to fight first.

When other battles were over, the end of the battle in snowy Dabi was almost out. Jun Mo Xi was fourth, xuesha fifth, Tang youyou sixth, seventh was Lingxiao, eighth was cloud flying, then dead wood, tenth was qingmengxin, and eleventh, it was yuxiaoxiao's turn. Three of the so-called eight great talents were squeezed out. Yu Mo died in the battle, and withered wood and Yu Xiaoxiao died They're all squeezed out.

Lin Feng, Tang youyou and Yun Feiyang replaced them.

Now, only Duan Wudao, Emperor Mausoleum and Lin Feng's ranking have not been determined, but the crowd has already arranged their seats in their hearts. Duan Wudao is the first, Emperor Ling is the second, and Lin Feng is the third.

The night is fading away, and the sky is bright again. All the people behind Dabi in the snow area have already fought. Now, it seems that there are only two wars left.

Because Jun Mo Xi gave up, he did not even prepare for the war with Duan Wudao. Therefore, only Lin Feng fought against Emperor Mausoleum and Duan Wudao.

In the middle of the battle platform of Dabi in the snow area, it was extremely quiet. The fresh air was blowing on their bodies, which made them feel the coolness.

Lin Feng stood there quietly, as if the next thing still had nothing to do with him. The crowd even admired Lin Feng's calm. Since he promised Jun Mo Xi and chose to fight and fight, he had to face the imperial mausoleum and Duan Wudao, two really terrible opponents. He could be so indifferent.

"Hiss, hisses!"

Accompanied by a hissing sound, a terrible domineering spirit bloomed from the emperor mausoleum. His eyes opened and his sharp eyes seemed to stab people.

At the same time, Duan Wudao's closed eyes also opened. Although his wound was not as good as that of the imperial mausoleum, he was cracked by the emperor's Mausoleum and his soul was traumatized. Therefore, it took a long time for him to recover.

"Wake up. It's time to start again." The crowd watched the two men open their eyes, and the last two battles in snowy Dabi were about to fight. Even though the end of the battle seemed to have been doomed, they still hoped that the last two battles would bring shock to them.