King of Gods

The battle between Bei Mo and Meng Yun is completely strong. Meng Yun, who has been repaired to reach the peak of the five-day sky, has lost several strokes.

For a time, on the court, the three children were eclipsed.

The reason why this is so sensation is not only because of the strong strength of Bei Mo, but also related to Xiaoyuezong itself.

Every time Xiaoxiaozong has three small meetings, it is basically the existence of the bottom. Since the session of Yunhai Zhenren, there have been no outstanding talents since then.

"The inheritance of this son seems to be extraordinary."

The emperors and elders of Ling Yuezong exchanged their eyes.

All three have their own trials, and it is extremely rare that they can be passed down from trial to trial. Generally speaking, it is difficult to appear in a few hundred years. Like this one, each one appears, which is rare. It may be related to the air transportation of three or even the whole continent.

But even if it is a heritage, there are strengths and weaknesses.

Obviously, the inheritance of Beimo's waters is a very strong inheritance. In the words of Yunhai real people, it is one of the strongest inheritances of the impetuous temple.

"The Xiaoyuezong this time, there has been such a powerful role."

Mao Yuezong’s chief disciple, Mao Fei, looks moving.

The strength of Beimo’s performance, even his chief disciple, did not win.

"let me do it."

The silver robe swordsman next to Mao Fei, the voice is low.

"Shangguan Yu, you have to be careful."

Mao Fei nodded and snorted.

Although Shangguan Yu is the third true story of Yin Yuezong, it has been passed down, and the actual combat power is Li Hongqiang, the second true.

"North brother, you have to be careful."

Shangguan Yu’s eyes are as sharp as Jianfeng, and an invisible sword is rising in the body.

锵

Cold swords and swords crossed a cold rainbow in the void, and immediately condensed like a pair of exercises, smashing toward the north.

That sword gives a powerful visual impact, like the embarrassment of the night.

North ink looks dignified, I did not expect to encounter a practitioner who is good at kendo.

Three of the moons are naturally not sects dominated by kendo, but kendo practitioners are more prevalent on the mainland, especially before the 10,000 years. Even today, there are many kendo inheritances in the world.

The greatest characteristic of the kendo inheritance is that the attack is strong, the sword is slanted, and the sword is broken and the ultimate avenue is pursued.

At this moment, Guan Yu’s sword was thrown out, and the sword’s momentum was not able to compete with the same five-day heaven.

Mingshuihuashan

Bei Mo took a breath and sighed and expanded. It was like a 100,000-jinshan mountain, with an unparalleled gravity, pressing against the opponent. If it is the same level of opponents, encounter such a powerful and mysterious attack, there is the possibility of vomiting blood on the spot.

Shangguan Yu's body shape is only a slight stagnation, cold and cold like the sword of Qixia, and the Beimo's "water-stricken mountain" is split into two, but he himself has also retreated several steps.

"A strong attack"

Three disciples, can not help but marvel.

The inheritance of Bei Mo is obviously based on defense, while Shangguan Yu’s kendo inheritance is good at attack.

On the field, the two figures are staggered, and the sword of Shangguan Yu, one round and one round, like the rain pear flower, is endless.

"The kendo practitioners are really hard to get around."

Ao Yuetian whispered into a short memory.

With his level of strength, he naturally has no fear of Shangguan, and he does not even look at it.

However, among the thirteen league rookies, there is a singular Fanghua, holding a three-footed Qingfeng, proud of the same generation invincible, known as "one sword 斩天华".

It means that a sword is full of genius in the world, and its martial arts brilliance makes the contemporary genius eclipse.

That person, a female stream, but with one person and one sword, thirteen rookie men, all stepping on their feet.

Even the proud moon, lost to her.

That person is the rainy month, the head of the four new stars, from the top ten "Yun Jianzong".

At the moment, Shangguan Yu, with the rainy moon, is a genius specializing in kendo.

Shang Guanyu’s attack is even enough to cause a deadly threat to the six-day powerhouse. Even the northern inks are less than half cheaper.

"Zhao Shidi, do you think Beijing Normal University, how big is the odds?"

Asked Yanggan.

"Northern brothers won, his inheritance is good, he is good at defense, and his stamina is strong. And the martial arts practitioners rely on the enthusiasm of a drum, and they will fail if they fail again and again."

Zhao Feng’s way.

Hearing the words, the elders and the Yanggan, all nodded, and there were more people with eyesight than Zhao Feng.

"The water is against the waves"

The dark blue scorpion of Bei Mo's body suddenly collapsed and erupted. It was like a magnificent flying boat, and it went to the front, and the sword of Shangguan Yu was shattered.

Shangguan Yu shook back a dozen feet, and the clothes ruptured several places, breathing slightly.

"Carrying."

The northern ink is old-fashioned and uninteresting, as if this is normal.

After winning two consecutive games, he still has a certain amount of power, and his eyes fell on Mao Fei.

Challenge the chief disciple

Three disciples, the look has changed slightly.

If Bei Mo defeats Mao Fei again, it is basically based on his own efforts to step on the silver moon.

"it is good."

Mao Fei slowly got up.

"Northern Normal University, you have two battles, some loss, let my brother come."

The Yanggan figure flashed and came to the center of the venue.

North ink did not object, and returned to the corner of Xiaoyuezong with no expression.

Yunhai real person nodded, the performance of Bei Mo, is to raise his face.

At this time, on the field.

Yang Gan and Mao Fei, two true disciples, fight together.

The chief disciples competed against each other and were magnificent, far better than the previous battles.

In the hands of Yang Gan, an ancient golden long knife, the momentum of the river rushing, the opening and closing, the arrogance and overbearing, there is a strong and invincible strength, like the tyrants come.

Between the shots, the strength of Yanggan, surprised the three disciples.

Zhao Feng was also slightly surprised. He and Yang Gan didn't have much to do with each other. I didn't expect that after the trial, the strength was improved so much.

The mouth of the elders is a touch of color.

Yanggan’s own qualifications are very good. After this unusual trial and baptism, the strength of the war is greatly increased.

Moreover, Zhao Feng and Bei Mo, the pressure brought to Yang Yang is too great, and forced him to squeeze out great potential.

With only ten strokes, Yanggan has already been at the upper hand, and the knife is domineering and deterrent.

After 20 strokes, Mao Fei was slightly breathing, and his heart was shocked: "This year's Xiaoyue Zong, in the end, what happened, Bei Moqiang even counted, after all, he got a strong inheritance, but even the chief disciple is strong. Unbelievable."

"Strong."

North ink whispered, and after five days of promotion, he wanted to challenge Yanggan. Now it seems that the odds are no more than 20%, and the probability of a tie is no more than 40%.

Zhao Feng also had to admit that Yang Gan is qualified to be the chief disciple. Under normal circumstances, he does not use the power of blood, do not dare to use the inheritance of electricity, I am afraid that it is not an opponent of Yanggan. After all, he does not have the strong defense power of Bei Mo, and it is even more difficult to repair.

After thirty strokes, Yang Gan smashed back and flew, and left a blood mark on the latter's cheek.

"Yang brother is really strong, and Mao Fei is not as good as himself."

Mao Fei is not too lost, because he and Yang Gan, there is a clear strength gap. During the trial, he did not make any mistakes.

After the victory of Yanggan, the consumption is not small, no further challenges, come back to rest, very steady.

At his level, the only thing that can be challenged is the proud moon, which must wait until it reaches its peak.

"The strength is still okay, I thought this time three small meetings, there is no opportunity to shoot."

Ao Yuetian does not hide the pride of the words.

Three small meetings, he did not look at it at all, his goal is "the league event", his opponent is the rainy month, is the four new stars of Lin Tong, Xu Zixuan.

After the Yanggan off the court, the atmosphere on the court was a bit weird.

Xiaoyuezong’s terrible strength, the big upset, is basically to step on the silver moon.

Yin Yuezong has no sharpness.

Meng Yunzong's Meng Yun, his face is also somewhat embarrassing.

When he received three disciples of Xiaoyuezong, he didn't even look at it. He looked disdainful and even uttered his words.

But I don’t know, this year’s Xiaoyue dynasty is so fierce, Bei Mo and Yang Gan, which is not a power faction, stepping on himself is like a play.

For a time.

The strength of Xiaoyue Zong makes the two books quite jealous.

"Feng, don't you go up and show one or two?"

The elders started.

In his words, let a few people in Xiaoyuezong look at each other.

Among the three representative disciples, Zhao Feng is the most mysterious. Even the great elders are unclear.

Ok?

The disciples of Meng Yun and Yin Yuezong noticed the movements here and their eyes were bright.

Yes.

They admit that Xiaoyuezong’s small meeting was really strong, Yanggan and Beimo, and they were not good at it.

However, Xiaoyue Zong obviously has weaknesses.

This disciple of the four heavens is placed in the Zongmen, and it is considered to be the forefront, but it is not enough to look at the three small meetings.

"Hey, the persimmons have to pick the soft pinch, at least the spirit of Ling Yuezong."

Meng Yun made up his mind and said that his intimate relationship with Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei was somewhat embarrassing.

At the same time the other side.

"You two, no winners, will wait to challenge the weakest Zhao Feng, at least one or two wins, so that I will not let my silver moon sect."

Mao Fei whispered.

Shang Guanyu and Li Hong heard the words and nodded.

This time, Yinyuezong was a fiasco. He lost three games and was all planted in Xiaoyuezong.

Just at this time.

Under the "encourage" of the elders, Zhao Feng walked into the venue with no expression.

Still waiting for him to speak, Ling Yuezong's Meng Yun and Yin Yuezong's Li Hong, played in unison.

What's happening here

When Zhao Feng glanced, when was he so popular?

"Why, Li Hongxiong also wants to learn from him?"

Meng Yun smiled.

When the two eyes looked at each other, they understood each other's thoughts.

The members of the three disciples, first and foremost, immediately realized.

Everyone is not a fool, three small meetings, three face and three face, each trial disciple, must behave, want to win.

If you don’t win a game at a small meeting, it’s a shame.

"Yes, Lee is very curious about this Zhao brother who has never shot."

Li Hong's face is slightly red.

"Meng Mou is also doing this."

Meng Yun lightly coughed.

The two seem to have no meaning to each other, and the skin is not thick.

Even the sects behind them are humiliating.

Only Xiao Yuezong’s side, Yang Gan and Bei Mo, showed the expression of gloating.