Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"Zheng Wudao, you have passed the customs. You are qualified to stand side by side with us!"

The sound of the small fire rang again. Although it was cold, it still ignited the atmosphere of the whole audience, resulting in constant roaring and cheering!

Zheng Wudao is a native Tianjiao of the five regions. Although he rarely makes moves, his reputation has long spread in the five regions. His admirers and supporters are countless!

Therefore, when Xiaohuo announced that he had passed, the whole audience was completely boiling. No one does not applaud, no one does not cheer!

"Thank you for your acceptance!"

The little Kirin disappeared and Zheng Wudao's true self reappeared.

Similarly, his face was a little white, and his lips were blue and purple.

Just now, he was really reborn, but that also needs to pay a price.

Xiaohuo returned to the waiting area, leaving only Zheng Wudao with a white face.

At this time, the voice of Hua Nu rang again. He rushed to the war zone and shouted: "Tianzi No. 8, it's your turn. After this battle, Zheng Wudao will be sealed as the king of heaven!"

Hearing the speech, more than 20 million pairs of eyes looked at the waiting area for a short time. This is the last one. Zheng Wudao, who has been hurt one after another, can he stop it?

From the performance of several people in black before, none of them is weak. Even if Tianzi No. 8 hasn't played yet, people's hearts have been in a cold sweat for Zheng Wudao!

However, an unexpected scene appeared again. Just when everyone expected to fight on the 8th, the man in black slowly shook his head that day and whispered, "I don't have to fight. I'll pass him. The promotion battle a few days ago must have been seen by everyone. Among the nine people, I am the weakest. Other brothers came out one after another and failed to beat him, so I don't have to do it again! "

While talking, the man in black, No. 8, slowly took off his black robe that day.

This is a "young man" full of iron blood and masculinity. His face is clear-cut, like a knife cutting an axe, full of fortitude.

Yes, the promotion war that day was indeed his last opponent to kill himself. Therefore, he also said that we should face the wall for three days and reflect on ourselves!

"Are you sure to give up the war?" Asked the flower slave.

"I'm sure!"

"Well, I'll announce Zheng Wudao's victory now, Feng..."

"Wait, is he going to be the king of heaven? Do you think I'm transparent? "

Before Hua Nu finished speaking, a woman's voice came out immediately in the waiting war area. It was a thousand fallen leaves!

While talking, Qian deciduous entered the hall directly. She confronted Zheng Wudao.

Then he looked at the rostrum and sneered: "it's really funny. Is this event really a private game in your eyes? The rules and regulations are all played by yourself? Why did the 11 people who agreed to be promoted ignore me when they came to me? Now that I'm through, why don't you let me play? Am I not qualified to fight? "

Yes, she had a draw with Gu Feng before, and was forced to announce that she and Gu Feng were promoted at the same time on the podium.

So the question is, now that she has been promoted, is she also qualified to challenge Zheng Wudao?

Isn't it too contemptuous to announce that Zheng Wudao won the championship so eagerly on the podium?

"Well... I'm really sorry. I only care about them and ignore the existence of the girl!"

The flower slave showed an embarrassed look, and this remark was an expression of his apology.

As soon as the conversation changed, his tone suddenly became serious and asked, "miss qiandeciduous, now you have the right to challenge Zheng Wudao, and you have the right to attack King Tianjin. Now, do you want to continue? "

"Hum, hypocrisy!"

Qian deciduous didn't respond directly to Hua Nu, but swept coldly to the rostrum. More precisely, she looked at the great devil and the returning Dionysian. Because these two old guys once lived side by side with Yu Hu.

Slowly took back her eyes, and she looked at Zheng Wudao with a white face. Then he looked at the flower slave and said coldly, "forget it, I don't like the title of 'Heavenly King', I'd better leave it to others!"

With that, thousands of fallen leaves directly came to an end, and immediately caused another exclamation.

No one knows why she left without fighting. Does she really dislike the title of "king of heaven"? Or is she not sure to defeat Zheng Wudao?

But before the showdown, she threatened to win the championship?

Just now, why did she look at the great devil and the returning cloud Dionysian?

No one knows what Qian deciduous is thinking, and no one knows why she doesn't fight and retreat. After she stepped down, there were only endless conjectures left to people!

Seeing the fate of thousands of fallen leaves, Hua Nu's face showed an obvious relaxed color.

After sorting out his emotions, he looked directly at the ancient style and shouted, "ancient style, you are the same. You are qualified to challenge Zheng Wudao, and you are also qualified to launch the final impact. Are you willing to fight?"

"Me?"

Hearing the speech, the ancient wind was a little stunned, and I was a little overwhelmed for a time.

Originally, he thought that after the war with thousands of fallen leaves, he would have nothing to do with himself. He didn't want to spend the slave, but he stopped himself.

What should I do? War or no war?

Now, it can be regarded as the real final showdown. Among all the participants, only he is qualified to fight.

In other words, if he beats Zheng Wudao, he will be the last king and he will be the champion of the whole match!

But can he join the fun?

In the countless gaze, the ancient wind is really out of the line. He came ten feet away from Zheng Wudao and confronted Zheng Wudao.

"Do you want to fight?"

The voice of the flower slave rang again and grabbed everyone's heart at once.

Fight or not?

Now he and Zheng Wudao are left. If they win, they will be the king of heaven!

"War!"

"War!"

"Promise!"

In the war waiting area, at least several voices were whispering at this time. Such as Lu Hai, Wang Tianbao, West Ferris, or Bai Muyun and the little devil, they all clenched their fists in the hope that the ancient wind would fight against it.

Especially Lu Hai and his friends, because they have a grudge against Gu Feng and Zheng Wudao, they all want to see Gu Feng and Zheng Wudao face each other at this time!

However, the old style disappointed them. Although he was on the court, he didn't promise to fight.

The ancient wind shook his head slowly and said, "as I said earlier, I don't care what day the king is, and I don't need to be crowned king in this place. Because I have already called myself the king of the blue sky. I don't need anyone to crown me! "