Sword Moved the Ninth Heaven

Zhou Heng laughed and said, "What good is this to me?"

"Benefits?" Yan Jinrui smiled, and said, "You fight with me, and you only lose one result in the end. If you are defeated by me, you will inevitably suffer some flesh and blood, why not confess yourself. Accepting less crime will earn you more grace. After all, confessing to me is not a shame, others will only think you know the truth! "

"Your eloquence is good!" Zhou Heng nodded.

"So, did you agree?" Yan Jinrui was slightly pleased. Although he had the idea of ​​victory, Zhou Heng's unpredictability also made him a bit inaccurate. If he could not fight this battle, he could use the best State to face the winner among Sun Zhuoli and Qiao Qingqing.

Well, the Holy Water Messenger this time belongs to him again!

Otherwise, if this title falls on the heads of Qiao Qingqing or Sun Zhuoli, then there will also be a person who holds the title of two holy water messengers, standing side by side with him. But if he wins again this time, he will be the first person in this generation to be worthy of the glory of the Holy Water Messenger three times!

He is not afraid of fighting, he just doesn't want to spend his power on meaningless battles!

Zhou Heng smiled slightly and said, "Why don't you surrender to me and you can suffer a little bit of flesh, and admitting to me is not a shame!"

Lose your sister!

Who am I? How can the direct blood of the Genesis King, the king of this sublimation emperor, concede to others? It was not only his face that was lost, but also the Yan family behind him, and the ancestor of the founding king of his family!

"Zhou Heng, do you have to ask for help?" Yan Jinrui looked cold.

Zhou Heng looked indifferent. Drinking softly: "Kneel down!"

Om, the momentum of the Ziyan Tianlong is angry!

Yan Jinrui was nervous. I just felt that my body's spiritual power was falling apart, my legs softened involuntarily. He knelt down and fell in front of Zhou Heng.

——He is only the sublimation emperor, but he is not the king of Wuzhong. How can he not be influenced by Zhou Heng's momentum under the same realm? It is not only impact, but also all-round suppression. Life and death are only between the thoughts of Zhou Heng.

Wow, the audience was sensational!

They couldn't hear the conversation between the two, but after seeing their lips moving for a while, Yan Jinrui worshiped.

This **** is absolutely shady!

Everyone is disdainful, and they are all top four players. How can there be insider trading? This is simply blasphemy against the Supreme God!

"Too Tamar fake!"

"There is a shady!"

"Behind the scenes!"

"Revocation of both qualifications!"

The crowd scolded. Really treat them like monkeys, this shady is too dark.

Yan Jinrui really wanted to cry. He didn't want to kneel on his own, but was shocked by an indescribable pressure and had no resistance at all. He knew that now all his bones were shaking, and cold sweat was racing. There is a great indescribable fear.

It seems that the man standing opposite is the Lord of Heaven and Earth. His dare to disrespect the gods is nothing short of wicked!

Zhou Heng smiled slightly and raised his voice: "Since this guy has given up, then I won?"

"You ... won!" After a while, an old voice sounded in the field. The breath of the sublimation emperor flowed, calming all the noisy sounds in the field-this kind of contest Shengxiandian will definitely dispatch the strongest to maintain order.

However, Yan Jinrui lost too much inexplicably. Even he was unacceptable for a moment.

Zhou Heng squeezed his eyes towards Yan Jinrui and said, "Thank you!" He turned and left the battlefield.

puff. Yan Jinrui spit out blood, and the sublime emperor passed out.

Although this battle made the general audience suspect that there was a shady. But the results have been affirmed, they have only accepted, and then look forward to the second battle will be wonderful, at least it will really fight.

Qiao Qingqing and Sun Zhuoli immediately ended, and the second semi-final will follow.

Qiao Qingqing is a beautiful woman in her twenties, with a strong British spirit, and has the second feeling of the Blue Dragon Queen. It's just that the realm is too different, and the beauty is not a level of the blue dragon queen, it is far worse than one comparison.

These two are old opponents, but because the last time they met was a thousand years ago, they did not use their full strength at the beginning, but tried each other. But soon the battle situation became fierce, playing in the dark, so that everyone looked yelling.

After half an hour of fierce battle, Qiao Qingqing was even better, and he slaps Sun Zhuoli on the back, knocking the opponent out of the battlefield and ending the semi-final.

In the end, Zhou Heng's final against Qiao Qingqing.

According to regulations, Qiao Qingqing can get an hour of rest. Although it does not have much effect, it can always restore the spiritual and physical energy consumed. But after winning, she did not leave the martial arts at all, but directly launched the challenge.

"Zhou Heng, come down!"

Zhou Heng smiled slightly. The woman's challenge seemed reckless and impulsive, but she was not stupid at all!

How much spiritual power can be restored in just one hour?

She now beats Sun Zhuoli's momentum, when the war is the most vigorous, and when the war is the strongest!

"Then a battle!" Zhou Heng floated into the martial arts arena. He also wanted to end this useless battle earlier, and then took advantage of the opportunity to enter the mountains to receive holy water and ran away from this place!

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" Qiao Qingqing scolded again and again, his hands folded together, and a green sword awn flowed in his eyes, turning into a substantial sword, she reached out to take it, wielding it out.

A green shadow crossed, Mori Han was boned!

She did not use weapons at all when she fought with Sun Zhuoli before, but a pair of Hengliang Sacrifice came out last week, showing her absolute prudence towards Zhou Heng.

Zhou Hengyi pointed out that the five elements of runes circulated. This finger was wrapped in golden light, and its hardness was not inferior to that of sublimation. He referred to the sword and worked out the nebula swordsmanship.

brush! brush! brush!

The golden sword-mang circulates, forming a vast nebula, born, destroyed, withered, and glorious.

boom!

Sword strikes. There was a wave of dust waves, but the dust waves were absorbed by the sword gas before it was rolled away. Like the same grey dragons, they hit each other.

Zhou Heng didn't move. Just moving his fingers seemed to be at ease. Qiao Qingqing, on the other hand, was embarrassed by the golden sword spirit, and the difference was obvious at a glance.

The audience lost their voices, and after a while, they slowly recovered their ability to speak.

"I didn't expect Zhou Heng to be so strong!"

"So it's not a shame that he defeated Yan Jinrui before?"

"Your sister behind the scenes! Don't you think that others are just as stupid as you, even if Zhou Heng and Yan Jinrui have colluded in advance, you can be Yan Jinrui's identity. Can he do things kneeling in public?"

"That is, what else will he face when he kneels in public?"

"Surely Zhou Heng is too powerful!"

At this moment, the argument changed, and everyone no longer doubted Zhou Heng's strength, but instead initiated a case for Zhou Heng.

"You are strong!" Qiao Qingqing suddenly closed his sword and his face was full of prudence.

Zhou Heng smiled and said: "Then you might as well admit defeat, I'm not used to hitting women!"

After hearing his words, the red dragon queen on the stand suddenly rolled her eyes. Her plump and charming hips still hurt a little!

"However. You are not my opponent!" Qiao Qingqing turned sharply and set off his sword. "You deserve my full strength!"

She patted her chest gently, and a wonderful power flowed. Her breath was soaring, boiling like the sea, and flourishing like the ocean!

boom!

Everyone in the audience had chest pains, and all of them looked pale. There was a great fear in my heart.

Sublimation Emperor!

Qiao Qingqing turned out to be Emperor of Sublimation!

The momentum of terror is as deep as the sea of ​​the sea. But raging, unstoppable!

Emperor Sublimation vs. Emperor Sublimation. That must be absolutely crushed!

"I never expected that, in the past millennium, Qiao Qingqing broke through the sublimation emperor!"

"In the younger generation, she is the real king!"

"The only king!"

"Qiao Qingqing!"

"Qiao Qingqing!"

"Qiao Qingqing!"

The audience's voices outside the venue gradually unified, and merged into a unified voice, which seemed to tear the sky.

The warriors worshiped the strong, and Qiao Qingqing showed the strength that everyone could not have expected, and everyone gave birth to a fanatic worship.

The victory or defeat of this battle is self-explanatory. The Emperor of Sublimation has not yet suppressed the Emperor of Sublimation?

"Can you still fight?" Qiao Qingqing's momentum also reached the extreme, she broke out at the crucial moment of the finals, the fact that she was promoted to the Emperor, just to be a blockbuster, the strongest way to the top.

I have to say that this woman really values ​​her name.

Zhou Heng laughed and said, "It's just a matter of sublimating the emperor! This way, you can force me back, even if you win!"

Even if you win?

Crazy tone, too arrogant!

"The sublimation emperor dared to speak with the emperor?"

"You don't understand? The emperor of the ascension and the emperor of the ascension are defeated, but with a bit of arrogance, they can save a little face!"

"Yes, anyway, the Emperor of Sublimation can defeat the Emperor of Sublimation in one move. He said that even if he forced him to take a step back, even if he loses, it is actually sticking gold on his face!"

"It's shameless!"

"Too shameless!"

Everyone is righteous ~ www.readwn.com ~ In the fair battle, every warrior hates this kind of foolish person!

The decisive battle is, of course, the combat power, but it's not a matter of words!

"kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The crowds exclaimed, showing their thumbs down, which was an expression of their absolute contempt.

Qiao Qingqing is free-spirited. She has seen too many arrogant geniuses, but what about it, she will naturally cry in pain after being defeated!

She shook her sword, and the terrifying momentum flowed, shaking the air like the water.

"Yan returns to the West!"

Qiao Qingqing flew out with a sword, like a flying swallow, and brought a green glow. (To be continued ...)