Transmigration: Super Debt System

"Youlian City wins, next game."

The dignified old man said faintly.

"I went."

An he said to long Ritian.

"Well."

Anhe's opponent is an old man with a crutch in his hand. He looks like an old man next door.

However, he was not really an idle product. The old man was named Rosen, called Senlao, and was the city master of Shensen city. The crutches on his hand were refined from the main stem of a powerful divine tree in the great world of Youyang, which was no less powerful than the existence of the innate treasure.

"Let's go, yin and Yang water master Anhe."

Old Sen squinted at an he.

His talent is average, but his life time is here, so the city Lord is the longest and more knowledgeable.

But he has never seen an he use a strong attack, usually just defense, this is very suspicious.

It is impossible for him to believe that Anhe is not good at attacking and will not believe him even if he is killed.

Yan'an City is a coastal city. There are many powerful sea animals in every tide. If he doesn't have some skills, he can't keep Yan'an City, so he still attaches great importance to the river.

"That offends me, Seng."

Anhe smiles and Taiji gestures appear. With the sky shaking, a huge Tai Chi diagram appears behind him, and Yin and yang fish are slowly turning.

"Yinshui, Zhendong, Shenlong descending."

With the gesture of Anhe, the Taiji diagram began to generate eight trigrams. The word "Zhen" in the East lit up, and ripples appeared in the space. A dragon head came out from it.

Then Longwei spread around, and the Dragon swam out slowly, revealing its body of kilometers.

"Oh..."

The water dragon gave out the smell of corroding everything and roared into the sky, and then longan looked at Sen Lao with cold light in his eyes.

"The eight trigrams are performed with Yin and Yang, and they are combined with the way of the world of secluded Yang. Their power is greatly increased. They are genius."

Old Sen looked at An'an river with admiration, and said of vicissitudes.

But he doesn't know who wins and who loses.

Then the old Sen crutch touched the ground, and a strong air wave rolled from him.

"Hum..."

Sen's shadow rushed to the an river, not to the Yin dragon.

"Oh..."

I saw Yin dragon tail with the momentum of breaking the sky, patted to the old Sen.

Old Seng's figure flickered quickly, and his crutch hit the side of his tail.

"Bang!"

I saw that the crutch hit the tail, but there was a Tai Chi diagram where it was hit.

"Well?"

Mr. Sen's brow suddenly became dignified. He didn't expect to be blocked.

You know, this attack is not weak. Every one of his blows is equal to that of ordinary city Lords.

But this is also his weakness, he has no unique skill, can only use this kind of powerful flat a skill to blow the other side to kill.

Therefore, most people who fight with him will not be able to bear the fact that he will be seriously injured or killed after three strikes.

But now even a Yin dragon can't be hurt by energy condensation.

"Oh..."

I saw a roar of Yin dragon, rushed to him, where the space was corroded out of a stream of heat.

Old Seng did not dare to despise the Yin dragon any more, nor could he rush through the Yin dragon's defense to attack Anhe.

At this time, Anhe looks pale, and his body flies to the center of the Tai Chi diagram behind him. A surge of energy surges.

"Boom..."

The crutch in old Sen's hand is like a spear of breaking God. It hits the claws of Yin dragon. The terrible energy wave rolls up the vacuum and hits the array.

But what makes old Sen stare is that a small Tai Chi diagram appears again on the dragon's claws, and his crutches hit it.

When Sen was distracted, the tail of Yin dragon fell on him.

"Boom..."

The space vibrated again, and Mr. Mori was smashed and flew out. His clothes were corroded, revealing his strong bronze skin.