Tripod Reverses the Heaven

The ancient wind fought alone with the crowd, which attracted countless cheers for a while. The ancient style itself is more brave. At one time, he used the "return wind and fallen leaves palm", at another time, he used the "thunder nine Swords", and at another time, he drank the "power of the wilderness", which made everyone under the stage very happy.

"Our boss has boundless power. Who can defeat him?" Zhu Dahai took the lead in shouting, and his voice overshadowed many cheers.

"Yes, our boss has boundless power and is invincible in the world!" The cry came from the slug baby. This little guy who is a little tough now has absolute support for the ancient style and has been completely convinced for a long time.

"Ha ha, good!" The white elder on the high platform laughed and cheered continuously, with a proud face.

On the stage, the people were completely scared and stupid. Originally, I thought that gathering the strength of the people could easily throw the ancient wind off the stage. I didn't know whether the little ancestor slipped or not. Qiu was like a loach. The people couldn't effectively attack the ancient wind at all.

With the great power of the ancient wind, the number of people on the battle platform is decreasing sharply, and in the twinkling of an eye, there are only a dozen people left.

At this time, we are no longer crazy about the ancient wind, but began to stay away from the ancient wind.

At this time, the ancient custom is rising. How can you let these people go and shout: "just beat me up and now you want to run, how can it be so easy?"

The rest of these people are very smart. The rule of the game is to take the last ten people and then compete in the final qualifying. After a toss of the ancient wind, the number is almost the same. No one wants to be the last few unlucky ghosts.

The ancient style has different ideas. He doesn't know today's rules. He only knows that today is a qualifying match. Since it's qualifying, I certainly want to be first. The best way to get first is to throw all your opponents off the stage.

"Look at my power!"

Gu Feng roared again and caught up with a man in a moment. When the man was scared and stupid, he raised his foot and kicked him off the platform, and then chased others.

"Ancient style, i... wrong, please let me go!" Finally someone began to beg for mercy, but Gu Feng didn't eat it. A small fist with light golden light greeted him, and the man immediately fell down from the battle platform.

In the twinkling of an eye, there were only ten people left on the stage. According to the rules of the game, it should be stopped at the moment and everyone on the stage should pass. But surprisingly, no one stopped.

Gu Feng caught everyone's fear and quickly caught up with him. All those who were caught up by him were beaten up by him in one move.

There are eight people left

Six people

Three people

"Antique, you broke the rules!" The rest of the people were so scared that they didn't care about any rules. When the ancient wind came, they jumped off the platform.

"Oh, oh! The boss is powerful! The boss is invincible! "

A group of children shouted out again with great excitement.

However, the people who had just jumped off the platform quit. One of them shouted to the elders on the platform, "elders, we don't accept it. The ancient custom has broken the rules of the game."

"Hum! You dozens of people can't defeat others together, but it's good to say that others have broken the rules and are not ashamed? "

"But..."

Pop!

Bai Changlao slapped on the table and said angrily, "but what? If you say more, you'll be disqualified as an inner disciple immediately. "

Due to the great power of the ancient style, the rules of the game were completely destroyed. It was supposed to leave the top ten people in advance, and then the qualifying game was over. Antiquity dominates.

In the cheers of the crowd, Gu Feng walked down the platform and was surrounded by a group of children.

On the other side of the battlefield, it's almost one-on-one. Up to now, there are more than 30 people fighting hard.

Although the war was extremely fierce, there was still a vacuum in front of some people. One of them is Lu Lingfeng, who is particularly impressed by the ancient style. He was brushed down in the last session, and his strength is unfathomable. Although this person is powerful, he is very easygoing. He can't see any shelf at all and is always smiling.

In addition, there is also a vacuum in front of the two people. They are also impressed by the ancient style. They are the top ten people outside the gate in the past. They have already broken the Danhua sea and have strong strength. The two men were in messy clothes and their hair was flying. They had just killed their dignity, and no one dared to come close.

One man was wearing a white armor and a long gun in his hand. No one dared to approach him; The other man was holding a sharp machete, his eyes were sinister and his face was cold. Similarly, no one dared to approach.

Gu Feng knows that these people are real experts and are definitely not comparable to Jia Zhengjin.

On the other side, Qin Haiyun is fighting with Jia Zhengjin with a sharp sword. At this time of the battle, both of them were stained with blood and extremely fierce.

After watching for a long time, the ancient wind found that Qin Haiyun gradually stopped supporting. Her face was already flushed, and her breath was rising and falling sharply.

Gu Feng knows that if it goes on like this, Qin Haiyun will lose sooner or later.

In full view of the public, Gu Feng jumped onto the battle platform and directly waved his palm to kill Jia Zhengjin.

"Elder martial sister, step back and let me take care of this person."

"Fallen leaves are flying!" As soon as the ancient wind came on the stage, there was a good cry. Everyone can see the performance of the ancient wind in another battlefield. We are eager to see the amazing performance of the ancient wind again.

Seeing the ancient wind coming, Jia Zhengjin's face twitched fiercely, and then he fought with the ancient wind.

To tell the truth, Jia Zhengjin is still very afraid of the ancient wind. Last night, he saw that the ancient wind cut Mo Yu into powder with a sword. Up to now, he is still terrified. However, he was not very worried. He knew that the ancient style dared not use such a big killing weapon here, otherwise the zongmen would not spare him.

Having figured this out, Jia Zhengjin was not so afraid, and his confidence suddenly became stronger.

"Little bastard, you have violated me many times. Let you look good today." Jia Zhengjin said fiercely.

"How dare you insult me? Then kick you down first! " Hearing that the other party scolded him as a little bastard, the ancient wind was angry for no reason. He turned his palm into a fist and quickly attacked Jia Zhengjin.

Jia Zhengjin was deeply aware of the power of the ancient style's fist. He didn't dare to fight with it and kept dodging.

Jia Zhengjin belongs to the top ten elite disciples. He is much stronger than the disciples on the battlefield just now. Under his full evasion, it is really difficult for the ancient style to attack effectively.

At this time, Qin Haiyun, who had already been breathing, raised her sword to kill again and drank loudly: "Jia Zhengjin, take your life!"