God-slaughtering King

The sword hangs down the star river!

Xuanyuan sword quickly cut out and cut a gap from the huge wave. The maple in the South Gate flashed through at a high speed. Before his steps were steady, he heard the roar of wind and waves behind him.

Nanmen Feng bit his teeth, ignored the post crisis, and directly cut Su Siyuan. He secretly made up his mind. As long as he could cut Su Siyuan under the sword, what would he do? Even if one sword can't kill him, it's better to lose both sides than to be beaten passively.

"Brother Nanmen is at a dead end. Do you want to work hard?"

Su Siyuan smiled faintly, moved and avoided the sharp sword. At this time, he has a winning chance. How can he fight with Nanmen Feng to lose both sides?

The corners of his mouth smiled lightly, but his hands were not slow at all. The huge waves rolled towards the South Gate Maple one after another. The South Gate Maple who had just escaped was immediately trapped again.

Biyuan force control? Su Siyuan is conceited that he can throw the maple at the South Gate thousands of miles away.

Wang Sheng in the corridor turned dark and felt sorry for Nanmen maple. If he hadn't met Su Siyuan, Nanmen Maple might have occupied a place in lingbang.

Now it's over. At this time next year, no one can stop Nanmen Maple from entering lingbang!

The situation of nanmenfeng at this time is very bad. It is full of dangers. Several times, he narrowly missed the encirclement. He was hit twice by a huge wave on his back and swept once by a folding fan on his right arm.

Had it not been for the mysterious body method of Nanmen maple and timely avoidance, he would have been defeated.

The blood flowed along the right arm. The bright red blood permeated with a light golden color and disappeared at the handle of Xuanyuan sword.

Neither of the two men in the fierce battle was aware of the strangeness of the matter.

Nanmen Maple's long hair is messy, his back blue clothes are broken, revealing his inner armor. His breathing is heavy and his chest fluctuates. The crowd knows that Nanmen maple is going to lose.

Su Siyuan was no longer calm at this time. Nanmen Maple's perseverance exceeded his imagination. Up to now, he has consumed a lot of Yuan force. If he hadn't taken into account the following two battles, he would have tried his best to kill Nanmen maple.

Lingbang and Nanmen Maple want to compare. Obviously, lingbang is more important to him. There are opportunities to kill Nanmen maple in the future, but the battle between lingbang and Nanmen Maple can't be lost.

"Brother Nanmen, is it still necessary to fight?"

Nanmen Feng looked calm. If someone else, he might admit defeat, but the other party was su Siyuan. He had to fight to the end until one of them fell, even if the person who fell would be himself, with no regrets!

"War!"

The Xuanyuan sword is cut out and the blade is dim. This is a sign that the yuan power consumption is too large and will be exhausted. Now it is not Yuanli but faith that insists on fighting nanmenfeng.

"I don't know what's good or bad!" Su Siyuan was angry and said in his heart, "since you want to die, you can do it."

Su Siyuan put away the folding fan and waved his hand. A bead the size of a dark blue fist appeared in his palm, prompting Yuan Li. The blue light on the challenge arena suddenly flourished, and half of the challenge arena was shrouded in it.

"Water spirit bead?" last time in the territory of purple thunder carving, the demon king, bu Chen, the disciple of burning cloud Valley, defeated Zhu Tianxuan of Luoxing pavilion with fire spirit bead.

Now, Su Siyuan actually offered water spirit beads. With his cultivation far higher than Bu Chen, the South Gate Maple couldn't catch this blow. "Are you going to lose?" he was unwilling.

But can you take this blow?

With the appearance of the water spirit bead, the yuan force in the air became violent. The challenge arena under your feet seemed unable to bear the huge pressure and began to tremble and collapse at any time.

Xu Yao at the corner of the challenge arena clapped down quickly, and the trembling challenge arena gradually stabilized.

Su Siyuan's eyes were full of fierce colors. At this time, even if Nanmen Feng wanted to admit defeat, he would never agree. With the strength of Zui xianlou, even if he forcibly killed Nanmen Feng in violation of the rules, he would not be much punished.

At the moment when shuilingzhu appeared, it was doomed to the end of Nanmen maple, death!

The blood flowed more happily along the wound, but Nanmen Maple couldn't care so much.

At this time, the right hand holding Xuanyuan sword suddenly returned with a warm current, flowing into the Nanmen Maple meridians along the arm. The warm and tired feeling in the body began to dissipate, and the exhausted Dantian was flowing.

The body of Nanmen Maple was shocked, the corners of his eyes were light, and his eyes looked at Xuanyuan sword, "what happened?"

The warm current kept flowing. Nanmen Maple's right arm trembled slightly, and then his heart moved gently. "Was Xuanyuan sword moving just now?" Nanmen Maple was not sure.

Trembling came again.

Sure enough, Nanmen Feng finally determined that it was not his arm that trembled, but Xuanyuan sword. The trembling became stronger and stronger, and even the crowd under the stage noticed that it was wrong.

"Ha ha, he's shaking. He's afraid!"

"Do you want to occupy the spirit list?"

"Su Siyuan must have scared him silly. It's a pity that he has good strength."

"Shut up!" Mu Pengcheng couldn't listen any more. Naturally, he also noticed that Nanmen Maple was wrong, but he never believed Nanmen maple. It was because of fear, but what was it? He can't find the answer!

"Brother Nanmen, winning or losing is a routine for soldiers. Admit defeat quickly!" Yuan Fei shouted hastily towards the challenge arena.

Yes, it's not a shame that the seven layer warrior in the spirit realm loses to the nine layer warrior in the spirit realm. It's a victory to force the latter to this point.

But maybe so for ordinary people. But Nanmen Feng is different. He can lose to anyone, but he can't lose to Su Siyuan. Just because of the pride in my heart!

Nanmen Feng is not arrogant. On the contrary, he is very easygoing, but he has pride, strong self-esteem and martial self-esteem.

Can be defeated, can be killed, but can not admit defeat, not to mention the opponent is Su Siyuan!

Xuanyuan sword trembled more fiercely, and Nanmen Maple's body began to tremble. He strongly urged the few yuan forces in the Dantian to suppress it. Nanmen Maple was helpless to find that it was useless! Trembling is more violent!

Someone in the corridor noticed something wrong. They were all knowledgeable people. Although they didn't know where to go, they had guessed some problems. Looking at the challenge arena, the color of expectation is getting stronger and stronger.

Su Siyuan, who was close at hand, naturally found the joke, "is he afraid?" Su Siyuan didn't believe it. Would a man who would rather die than admit defeat be afraid?

That leaves the only explanation. Things have changed! That sword is strange. He swallowed the spirit of the Dragon demon inexplicably before. It was obvious to everyone present. Su Siyuan was always on guard against the sword. Was he finally going to show his greatness?

Su Siyuan's eyes became very heavy. At the same time, he frantically urged Yuan Li to inject water beads. It was only a little close!

With a bang, Xuanyuan sword suddenly glowed. The dazzling yellow light and water spirit beads reflected each other, and then a roar and a virtual shadow wrapped Xuanyuan sword tightly.

The crowd was stunned.

"Is that the soul of the Dragon just now?"

"God, I was swallowed by the sword just now!"

"What kind of sword is that? Can the dragon's soul swallow it?"