The God of Sky & Earth

"That's a try!"

Li Qingwei's voice is soft, the white skirt is fretting, the skin is white, and the body's breath begins to flow for a moment, until the peak, the eyebrows glow, and the soul power surges.

Nalan Ruyu is silent, but the eyes in her eyes are more and more forced at the moment. If there are two dazzling lightnings, the sacred atmosphere is filled, and under the purple robes, the figure is very tall and high, and there is a kind of unspeakable. The ethereal dust, the extraordinary power.

"Hula!"

The spirit of the remnant of the soul spread, Li Qingwei made all efforts, the black hair floated, condensed the shadow of the human form, and set off the waves of boundless waters, rushing to the Nalan Ruyu.

Undoubtedly, at this moment, Li Qingwei’s shot is full of strength, the roar of the void, the pressure of the soul, and the souls of many onlookers around him.

"It's not weak, but not enough!"

Nalan Ruyu is still indifferent, and the two wings behind it are stretched again. Under the sacred atmosphere, if the gods descend, the smog-like light is blazing, and a handprint is shot, directly smashing the raging waves.

For a moment, the two men were directly and fiercely confronted, leaving the Quartet with no amount of light.

"I didn't expect it to happen!"

The eyes of the virtual dust were removed from the confrontation between Nalan Ruyu and Li Qingwei, and they looked at Su Yi, and they smiled bitterly.

At the beginning, he and this guy had a battle, and they did not exert their full strength, in order to win the first meeting of the holy martial arts at the final match of the Shengwu Conference.

At this time, the two men still met when they approached the final round.

"You can let go!"

Su Yi smiled slightly, and both of them had never used their full strength in the first battle, but at the moment they encountered it, let go of a fight!

The look of the virtual dust looked at Su Yi, and then looked at the confrontation between Nalan Ruyu and Li Qingwei intentionally or unintentionally. Afterwards, he asked Su Yi: "Whether we win or lose, we will all meet the last one." Opponents, so we don't need to be cheaper, how do you feel?"

Su Yi heard the words, slightly moved, and looked at the confrontation between Nalan Ruyu and Li Qingwei intentionally or unintentionally. On the virtual road: "What do you mean, a trick to win?"

"Haha."

The dust dusted and laughed, and he was a little scared. This guy knew his purpose at a glance.

The virtual dust also has some confidence in himself, and his final goal is also the champion of the Shengwu Conference.

However, the dust is very clear about the confrontation between Li Qingwei and Nalan Ruyu. The winner should be Nalan Ruyu.

There is no doubt that Nalan Ruyu is not good.

Therefore, the more the round is consumed, the greater the advantage of the next round.

A trick is a winner, and consumption is undoubtedly the smallest.

"How do we decide the outcome in the simplest and most direct way?" Seeing Su Yi, the virtual dust asked.

"Tell me."

Su Yi’s eyes turn and know the meaning of the virtual dust. He and the virtual dust, no matter who wins or loses, will face the next opponent. There is no doubt that the next opponent is Nalan Ruyu. In this round, the consumption is smaller. The better, the trick is to be the best way.

"I don't know how many cards you have, but any matchup can be sustained until the end, the competition is the real strength, the real strength is always from yourself, from the flesh, I have an advantage over the flesh, according to me As you know, your body seems to be very strong, so it is not cheap."

The virtual dust looked at Su Yi’s mouth, and the expression gradually became positive.

"What do you mean by yourself, based on your own merits?"

Su Yi's eyes are picking, the original meaning of the virtual dust, this guy is trying to determine the outcome with his own strength, the most simple and direct.

"Yes, based on itself, a move will be a winner."

The dust is solid and solid, and Su Yi looks very positive. He said: "But I have to remind you that my true cultivation has never been used. You want to win me. I am afraid it is not easy!"

The strength of the flesh is a simple and straightforward matchup.

Su Yi's eyes gaze at the body of the virtual dust, and there is also a trepidation in the eyes. This is the most direct verification.

The dust is unfathomable, and Su Yi has long been aware of it.

But for himself, Su Yi also has confidence.

The body of King Kong, too virtual sea of ​​sea has been tempered seven times, this is Su Yi's responsibilities.

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If it is leveled at the same level, Su Yi naturally does not worry.

But after all, the virtual dust is unfathomable, and the real cultivation is done. Su Yi estimates that it will not be under Chu Changhuan, and that the Yuan Dynasty is the triple peak, and that he has not yet set foot on the realm of the Yuan Dynasty, which is too far apart.

"Okay, one move will be a winner!"

However, Su Yi did not hesitate, and his mind was surging.

"I know that you have always been hidden, so take your full strength!"

The voice of the virtual dust falls, and the clear scorpion on the handsome and beautiful face is more and more dazzling and confident.

From the long and straight figure, a thunder and lightning rushed into the dust and the whole person, and a majestic power swarmed out, and a graceful but powerful element climbed up.

\"boom!\"

For a moment, surrounded by the emptiness of the sky, the lightning and thunder, the electric lightning spread the half of the sky, the terrible powers rushing, the whole golden boulder is also wrapped in lightning, the ground shakes, the horrible!

"The virtual dust is the real thing of the Yuan!"

"I actually set foot on the real four, this is a enchanting posture!"

When this breath has not been preserved for a moment, the five lines of the three gates, the holy mountain, the sacred palace and other big gates, the lines of the big eyes are shocked, that is the real thing. Breath!

Among the major mountain gates in the field, it is already the Tianjiao in Tianjiao that has set foot on the peak of Yuanzheng.

It’s incredible that Han Liuyun and other realities are three-fold. It’s a enchanting talent.

The age of the virtual dust is not large, and the four-dimensional repair of the Yuan Dynasty has been revealed for this moment, and suddenly the offender who is offended is dumbfounded.

These talents, this is the enchanting enchanting, it is beyond the big door, even beyond the sacred mountain Chu Changhuan and Hao Tiangong's Hanliuyun!

"What is this virtual dust?"

At this moment, the strongest of these big gates have to be completely concerned.

What is the virtual dust in the end, such a fascinating talent, said to be a real mess, afraid that no one believes.

"My God, the truth is four!"

"Unbelievable, the dust will win!"

"Overlord Zong Yi is going to be defeated!"

"..............."

Among the mountains and peaks, the excitement of the roads was also resounding, and the realism of the Yuanzheng was too shocking.

Everyone will not doubt Su Yi’s powerful horror, but the level of Yuan Zhen, between the levels, is huge, not to mention the dust is still so extraordinary.