Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

However, in the evening, Feng Yimo had to stop practicing and come to the arena, because today, the first round of the competition officially ended and it was time to draw lots for the second round.

Before drawing the ballon, Feng Yimo sees the masked elder martial sister Qing again, but the younger martial sister in cyan is not with her.

Obviously, elder martial sister Qing won, but her younger martial sister died.

Feng Yimo is not in a hurry. She watches elder martial sister Qing silently. She stares at the draw ball for a moment, reaches out her finger, selects a drop of blood essence, and then leaves.

Can she really see the information in the blood essence like herself?

Because of practicing Hunyuan Gong, I didn't see elder martial sister Qing's competition. I don't know who her opponent is and which city she represents. If her next opponent comes from the same city, it means that she completely knows the information in the essence and blood, and comes specifically for that city.

Feng Yimo shakes his head and looks at the draw ball. There are 312 blood drops floating in it, which means that 312 warriors have entered the second round alive.

Why don't you choose Peng Jiacheng's warrior this time?

Feng Yimo hesitated. If he chose another warrior in pengjiacheng, would he be doubted?

He looked at the incense burning time and found that there were 12 warriors in pengjiacheng, indicating that in addition to killing Penghu himself, two others were killed.

Well, who cares? Pick another one. It's a big deal. In the third round, pick someone else!

Feng Yimo reaches out his hand and points on the blood drop of a warrior named Tongjun. It's him!

Back to the room, open the door, but found four Miss Liu if eyebrow sitting in the room, hurriedly up a gift: "see four miss."

"You went to the draw?" Liu if eyebrow looking at the eye of breeze Yi Mo, ask a way.

"Yes

"The last time you selected Peng Jiacheng's warrior, you also selected him in the draw ball?"

"Yes

"Nearly six thousand people, how could they choose the warrior of Peng Jiacheng?"

“…… This subordinate doesn't know. "

"Well, it's OK. You can have a rest. I hope we can meet Peng Jiacheng in the second round. This time, we will kill him!"

"Yes

After Liu ruomei left, Feng Yimo frowned. What did Liu ruomei find?

But he didn't know that when he was standing in front of the draw ball and staring at the ball, Liu ruomei saw him and saw that he was so focused and serious in selecting opponents. Then he came to his room and had the conversation just now.

The next day, in the afternoon, Liu Duansheng's name appeared on the light curtain. His opponent, Tongjun, represented Peng Jiacheng.

Seeing this information, Liu ruomei's eyes brightened. Could Duansheng really see the information in the blood drop as he had guessed? How is that possible?

Not only her, Peng Mingshang of Peng Jiacheng also widened his eyes, and then he began to smile: "OK, it's really great! Old Chu, tell the same army that I want to see Liu's blood sprinkle in the arena! "

"Yes

This time, it's a challenge arena. Tongjun is a middle-aged man with a full face and beard. His height is one head higher than Feng Yimo's. Kong Wu is powerful. His eyes emit fierce light. He is waiting for Feng Yimo fiercely.

"Boy, last time you won by chance, this time you won't be so lucky!" With the army urn sound urn airway.

"Don't talk so much nonsense. Come on, I'll send you to accompany peng hu!"

"You want to die!" The same army roared like thunder. Although he was tall, he didn't move slowly. In a flash, he appeared in front of Feng Yimo. His hands were like eagle claws. He grabbed Feng Yimo's head.

What he practiced is eagle claw skill. His five fingers are like steel needles. As long as he grasps his body, it will be five holes. In the first round, his opponent was scratched by him and died.

Feng Yimo's left hand stood in front of his chest, and his right hand was palm. He spread his tablet palm and patted it at the same army's eagle claws.

Bang!

The palms of the claws intersected, and a stream of air was raised. The two men stepped back at the same time.

The soldiers were surprised. Their Eagle Claw skill was 80% hot enough to break the stone. Even a huge stone could be broken. How could they not break the palm of this man's hand? It seems that there are two boys. We can't underestimate them.

He didn't know that Feng Yimo only used 20% of the force, and it was one tenth of the power of the dragon. Otherwise, he would have killed the same army with one hand!

Bang! Bang!

Eagle claw and Kaibei palm constantly collide, body shape shaking, you come and I go, for a moment, the same army is forced to retreat by Feng Yimo's palm wind, for a moment, Feng Yimo is beaten by the same army, there is no fight back, one after another retreat, but always insist on, equal.

Peng Mingshang's heart is burning with anxiety. What are you doing with the army? Why don't you kill that boy?

But Tongjun had a hard time. Every time his eagle claws fell on Feng Yimo, it was like he was caught on a very hard meteorite. His fingers hurt and seemed to be broken. He was shocked. How could this young man be so powerful?

No, we can't. Tongjun shook his claw and retreated. He wiped his right hand on his waist, and the shining knife appeared in his palm. His wrist shook and aimed at Feng Yimo's throat.This Dao is called sacrifice Dao. It is a kind of Dao that concentrates the whole body's Qi on the wrist to form a fatal one. It is as fast as lightning and can't be prevented.

However, Feng Yimo, who was opposite him, kept his eyes open. He could see the track of the flying knife clearly. His wrist turned, and the blunt sword appeared in front of him, Ding! With a loud sound, the flying knife was knocked off by the blunt sword, but his people were also shocked out by the huge power of the flying knife, and their feet glided three feet on the ground before they stopped.

The same army was stunned, and his sacrificial knife was never empty. How did he miss this time? Although the sacrificial Sabre is powerful, it's a heavy burden for the caster. The meridians are broken by the impact of Qi in the body. The same soldier gritted his teeth and took out a flying sabre. Risking the damage of meridians, he released another flying Sabre!

Whoosh!

The flying dagger broke through the air and brought up a cold light, just like a magic pen. In the blink of an eye, he came to Feng Yimo. The blunt sword in Feng Yimo's hand split out, just above the flying dagger. The flying dagger turned upside down, puffed, and stabbed at Tongjun's throat. Without waiting for his breath, Feng Yimo was a sword again. Tongjun's head, especially shocked and puzzled, flew into the air ！

"Liu Duansheng wins!"

The referee still announced without expression.

"Great!" Liu ruomei cheered and was very happy that she could kill two people in Peng Jiacheng.

Peng Mingshang was not happy. He had a gloomy face and was waiting for Feng Yimo to come down from the challenge arena. "It's too hateful. Success is on the verge of success. It's useless with the army's sacrifice knife. How did he avoid it?"

Chulao was staring at fengyimo with a dignified expression. He whispered to pengming: "eldest son, according to the judgment of his subordinates, this son is probably a born warrior!"