Zhou Hao played against Bo Lan.

on the ring.

Bolan in white, who was armed with a blood sword, had a calm face, but his eyes were burning with fighting intent.

From the beginning of the genius battle, he crushed his peers all the way.

However, in the decisive battle at the peak, he was suppressed by Zhou Hao and Serie in the trial tower.

Even many Immortals think that he can only be ranked third.

"Go, my apprentice, there is nothing more for me to teach you as a teacher, go and participate in the genius competition, and your strength is enough to rank first!"

Bo Lan stared at Zhou Hao, and the teacher's last teaching before leaving rang in his mind.

"Teacher, I will prove that I am...the best one!!"

boom! !

Fragments of the memories were broken, a bloody sword flew from behind Bolan's back, and white-clothed phantoms appeared on the ring.

"Fight!" He shouted in a low voice.

Thousands of white-clothed phantoms held a blood sword, their figures were like the wind, and the sword light was fierce, and they rushed towards Zhou Hao.

Come up.

Berland broke out completely without a trace of reservation.

The original law of wind made him surprisingly fast, combined with the original law of space made him really rush, erratic.

Zhou Hao stood where he was.

The oval-shaped Royal Divine Soldier has been suspended in front of him unconsciously.

A large number of blue and purple light spots converge.

10081 slender sword blades were instantly condensed.

Facing Bolan, whose movement is like wind, sword light is like lightning, and burst into thousands of phantom bodies, the second level of Yu Shenbing is the best way to deal with it.

Shhhhhh.

The blade of the sword was like a shooting star, sweeping towards Bran overwhelmingly.

this moment.

Time slows down and space freezes.

Looking at the 10081 slender blades, Berlan seemed to see the bright stars shining all over the sky. They made people forget time, space, and even themselves.

The original law of time and space has been quietly affected.

However, Bran himself had a deep understanding of the original principle of space, and broke free from this beautiful phantom almost instantly, and moved the blood sword in his hand.

Bang bang bang!

Thousands of phantoms waved the blood sword at the same time, bringing out a large area of ​​sword light, gathered together like a picture scroll in white clothes, and the light of the blood sword was like ink on the picture scroll, outlining fascinating lines one after another.

But the lines contained extremely sharp killing intent.

A large number of sword blades were blocked by the blood sword, and some were even directly defeated by the blood sword, turning into blue and purple light spots.

Zhou Hao watched this scene with a smile on his face, "As expected of Bolan."

He understood that this was the limit of the opponent's strength.

The second form of the sword blade of Yushenbing-Ning!

At the moment when a large number of blades collapsed.

A voice spit out from Zhou Hao's mouth.

Countless points of light gathered in front of Zhou Hao again, condensing into a huge sword blade. The surface of the blade was surrounded by azure blue and dark purple lines and patterns.

go with.

The low shout fell.

The huge blade was like a meteor falling rapidly, and the light distorted the time and space of the arena faintly.

"Berran is about to lose."

"This is the power of the imperial weapon!"

"Zhou Hao probably hasn't mastered the second form in the third stage. Fighting Bolan with a sword is indeed the best choice."

"That's right, Bran's space origin principle is equally deep, and there is a chance to catch the arc disk's attack. This week, Zhou Hao didn't blindly use the Divine Weapon. It seems that he has a deep understanding of the Divine Weapon."

"It's not wrong to lose, Bo Lan is already very strong, but it's a pity that he faced Zhou Hao."

The 1008 Immortals who led the team chatted casually.

And many geniuses who watched were all bitter, just one Bolan made them feel hopeless and hard to catch up, and now there are Zhou Hao and Serie.

Luo Feng looked at the huge sword blade crushed down by the ring, and murmured in his heart: "Third brother is really strong, I have to work harder, only in this way can I catch up!"

Rong Jun took a deep breath, his eyes were full of fighting intent, only such a perverted strong man could make himself more stressed and have a goal to fight for.

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