Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

"What, he's a natural warrior? But why did you fight with Peng Hu last time, so embarrassed that you were almost beaten to the challenge arena by Peng Hu? " Peng Mingshang exclaimed.

"This..." Old Chu thought for a moment and said, "this subordinate is not clear. Maybe he is showing weakness and hopes that our people will despise the enemy, so that he can play a pig and eat a tiger, kill our people and avenge the people of Liuyu city! Otherwise, how could he have survived that night. "

Peng Mingshang thought for a while, and his face became more ugly. He basically confirmed the guess of Chu Lao, and said in a low voice: "Chu Lao, tell others that if you meet Liu Duansheng, you should surrender and save your life! If you meet Lei Meng in the draw, let Lei Meng clean him up! "

"Yes! It's still easy for the eldest son to clean up a little boy by means of thunder! "

"Go

Next, Feng Yimo did not leave, but silently observed the following game.

Those who can enter the second round are all the best. Feng Yimo saw thunder and fierce in the third game of the second round. Congenital warrior, as soon as the opponent came up and reported his name, he blew up the high-level warrior the day after tomorrow with one blow. There is no bones left!

Feng Yimo can see clearly that Lei Meng's fist is a thunderstorm fist. When the fist is waved, there is a flash of thunder arc on the fist, which is extremely powerful.

In addition, there are seven people with strong strength, all of them are innate martial arts. They all kill their opponents in one move. They are irresistible and ruthless.

Liu ruomei gives him the Lingjing that Feng Yimo has won for the second time. The number turns from 26 to 52, and Liu ruomei gives him 1000 Lingjing without breaking his word. In this way, Feng Yimo has 62 Lingjing.

The second round lasted two days, and more than 1800 people entered the third round alive.

It's because you can't quit the competition directly. If you quit, the score is zero. Each player can only go on the next round of the competition with a stiff upper lip. If you meet a congenital warrior, you put your hope on surrender. It's a pity that every congenital warrior is cruel and doesn't give the other a chance to surrender at all.

So those who entered the third round prayed secretly that they would not meet the inborn warriors.

At the end of the second round of the competition, Feng Yimo came to the draw before the ball, looked at it, picked a warrior of Jingyu City, and of course avoided eight congenital warriors including Lei Meng.

Just as he was about to leave, elder martial sister Qing appeared slowly, still indifferent. She came to the draw without squinting. After watching for a while, she chose a warrior from Bafeng city.

Feng Yimo is secretly frightened. Today, he watched elder martial sister Qing's competition. Her opponent is the warrior of Bafeng city. She killed the warrior of Bafeng city by urging Gula to die. Now she has chosen the person of Bafeng city. It seems that she is aiming at the person of Bafeng city!

Is there a personal relationship between Qingyu and Bafeng city?

He shook his head and left with his hands behind. Not long after he left, Liu ruomei appeared and looked at him suspiciously. How did Liu Duansheng choose his opponent so quickly today? Is it because there are fewer people?

If Liu Duansheng's opponent is Peng Jiacheng's warrior in the third round, then he must have some special way to see through the information in the blood drop!

If so, it would be shocking!

Back in the room, Feng Yimo meditates on his knees and practices Hunyuan Gong. His innate Qi is abundant. He runs along the repaired meridians one by one, and the speed is several times faster.

Just yesterday, after the powerful innate Qi was engulfed, all the damaged meridians were repaired, and the exercise was naturally unobstructed. There was no feeling of block, and there was no pain. He could not help but want to roar, and finally he could not help it.

Although the meridians have been repaired, the elixir field is still broken, unable to gather spiritual power, and the sea of knowledge is still empty, without a trace of divine consciousness.

However, the restoration of the meridians, let him add a dragon's power, to achieve the four Dragon's power, full play, there are 200000 Jin of power! If it's hard, the ordinary inborn warrior is not an opponent at all.

He tried to absorb the spirit power in the Spirit Crystal with the power of swallowing. Although there was no pain, the spirit power broke into the broken spirit sea and could not be stored. Instead, he wasted the Spirit Crystal, so he had to give up. "It seems that we must find the anti heaven pill." Feng Yimo said to himself.

The next day, the third round of the competition began, and 1823 surviving warriors entered the third round. Because of the singular number, one of them was drawn a lucky draw. To the delight of all the warriors the day after tomorrow, he turned out to be an ancient warrior. In this way, one less person died.

Before the competition, Feng Yimo put all the Lingjing he won on him. After two rounds of competition, some people have realized that he is powerful, and the compensation ratio becomes one to two. He can only get half of the reward when he wins.

No one bets on those congenital martial arts players. Who else is willing to bet even if the compensation ratio reaches 100:1.

In the third round, the first game, Feng Yimo sees the sunny rain of red clothes in the Xinhao arena. Her opponent is a middle-aged warrior in Bafeng City, handsome but gloomy. After exchanging their names, they fight directly and fight fiercely.Qingyu's weapon is a lancet. It's sharp and cold. It flies up and down, enveloping the opponent in the light.

However, the middle-aged martial arts man is not a good match. With a long gun in his hand, the spear blossoms and collides with the sunny and rainy willow blade one after another. The clear sound of Jingling rings through the ring of Xinhao.

Feng Yimo has practiced fire shooting. He has studied it. He finds that the middle-aged martial arts man has extraordinary shooting skills. If Qingyu doesn't kill him, he will lose and die.

The warrior of Bafeng city knows that Qingyu is specially aimed at Bafeng city and will not let Qingyu leave the challenge arena alive.

When!

The spear is like a poisonous dragon coming out of the hole and stabbing the willow blade. It blows the rain away for several feet. Unexpectedly, the spear in the middle-aged warrior's hand doesn't retract, but swish! With a loud shot, he left the middle-aged warrior's hands and stabbed at Qingyu's throat.

Qingyu's face suddenly changed, her heel stabbed firmly on the ground, her body flat and backward, and the long gun flew close to her nose. However, before Qingyu lay on the ground, the long gun fell vertically and hit her heavily, poof! She spat out a mouthful of blood!

The blood immediately dyed her white yarn red, but a skillful kite turned over and rolled aside to avoid the second strike of the long gun.

Her feet on the ground, the whole person close to the ground, keep rolling, the hands of the lancet seems to become a silver dragon, ran to the middle-aged warrior's leg cut off, the knife suddenly changed into a lying knife.