Ultimate Martial Divine King

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Qiu Xingyi!

Tianwu has been ranked first for many years in a row.

When these three words sounded, there was an unprecedented sensation inside and outside Xingqing Peak.

Everyone's eyes are on an extraordinary young (body shēn) shadow gathered on the platform of Xing Qingfeng.

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"Even Brother Qiu came." Wu Yan murmured in surprise.

"Where? I haven't seen him yet!"

Zhao Qing patted his small hands, and was full of interest.

However, there is no need for Wu Yan to deliberately reach out and point out. When the crowd cast their eyes on it, they would have guessed Qiu Xingyi.

Among the crowd, such as the stars holding the moon.

Although he didn't stand in front, the innate Xuan Ang Yu was directly dim to the other Wuzong disciples around him.

Chu Hen also curiously looked at the proud man of the heavens who gathered thousands of glories in one body.

Qiu Xingyi (body shēn) is slender and handsome, and she is dressed in a white shirt. Her temperament is gentle and gives a warm, jade-like feeling.

It looks like it is the second Dongxuanfeng master to boil Yunzhuang.

But in comparison, Qiu Xingyi seems to be more outstanding in temperament.

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"Brother Qiu, I finally saw you."

"Tianwu ranked first, it really is well-deserved."

"It's so handsome. Brother Qiu should really have participated in the Zongmen battle."

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The momentum of the audience was higher than the other. Except for Wang Li, Pei Yi, and Chi Qianying, there seemed to be no other genius who could compare with Qiu Xingyi.

The four are like Haoyue Tianchen among thousands of stars.

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In this way, the first leaders of the four major peaks are all here.

However, Wu Yan, the first disciple of Beichen Fengyuan, seemed particularly embarrassed at this moment, and everyone was totally unaware of his existence.

Even if there is, it is deliberately with sarcasm.

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"It is a pity that the top four in the Tianwu list are all here."

"That is, if only Brother Qiu was not absent."

"Anyway, Brother Qiu, I support you."

"Tianwu list is enough to explain everything."

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Shouts broke out more and more.

"Hey, there's something to do (qingqíng) again!" Wang Li shook his head and chuckled, holding one hand in front of (body shēn), and stroking his chin with one hand.

But Pei Yan's eyes faintly had a restless flame rising slowly, and there was an invisible and high warfare between the eyebrows.

As for Chi Qianying, he was particularly calm.

It seems to her that Qiu Xingyi has nothing to do with her because he can't steal the limelight of the crowd.

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Qiu Xingyi just smiled politely at the (re rè) (情 qíng) atmosphere of the audience. Although he stole the limelight of others, he also stood in the stage in his own way, indicating that he was not the protagonist of today.

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"Well, it really is the first place in the Tianwu list, when the audience is so eye-catching." Zhao Qingcai shook his head and sighed.

"No, Brother Qiu's popularity is unmatched, depending on whether the other two have a chance to surpass him."

As Wu Yan talked, he scanned Wang Li successively and Pei Yan glanced.

In his opinion, Qiu Xingyi and these two still hope to compete with each other. As for the others, it is almost impossible.

As for Chi Qianying, she is less competitive, and she does not like to compete for the top of the so-called list.

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Over time, the atmosphere on the court gradually stabilized.

The senior elders of the Emperor Wuzong and the eight masters of the Fengyuan also successively sat on the observation platform above Xingqingfeng.

Because of the influence of yesterday's events, it can be seen that Beichenfeng's master Yuan Shang's face is not good-looking. He has a face and is slightly cold.

Standing next to Chu Hen (body shēn), Ye Yao sighed a bit lonely, "It seems that Master's anger is not lost."

...

At that moment, Elder Liu, who had hurriedly boarded the Xingqingfeng grandstand, hurriedly led two disciples to carry a spacious stone chair on the top surface of the table.

The hearts of everyone in the audience were full of anger.

"What (情 qíng)? That seat is actually higher than the position of the four peak owners?"

"Did it?"

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Everyone's mind shuddered.

The entire Wuzong, who can be located above the four peak masters, has only one person.

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"Wow!"

Just at this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly set off an invisible and vigorous righteousness.

Immediately afterwards, a rainbow of God descended from the sky, and the mountain-like unshakable atmosphere immediately enveloped the entire area around the Xiaoxiao battle platform, and the space within a thousand miles was trembling uneasily trembling ...

Everyone's heart was tense, and their hearts were over their throats.

"Well ..."

In the sky of Jiuxiao, an eagle that swallowed the world uttered the sound of long howling through the void.

The space of "Om ..." trembled violently, and wherever Shen Hong went, a slender figure (shēn) like a king appeared in the attention ...

In that room, all the senior elders were all up (body shēn), and the eight leaders of the peak courtyard all left.

The disciples of the Four Great Peaks bowed their heads.

"Greetings, Lord Sovereign!"

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metropolitan!

Eastern constant!

The Supreme Ruler of Takezon!

Exist above the Eight Lords of the Peak.

His arrival, although unexpected, was shocking.

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"No need to be polite!"

The gentle voice is particularly strong, and it contains the supreme majesty.

All the people here responded in unison (permit yǔn).

"Thank you, Lord!"

Everyone looked up, even the most proud genius, did not dare to be arrogant in front of him.

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Chu Chen's eyes glanced at the past. The Emperor Wuzong looked like he was about forty years old, and his appearance was about the same age as that of Dong Xuanfeng's master Zhuyunzhuang.

The opponent placed (body shēn) on Xing Qingfeng, like a king overlooking his subjects, with a deep and restrained invisible and powerful aura.

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"Is this the Lord Sovereign? Doesn't it come in the finals?" Zhao Qingcai whispered.

"I don't know. They used to come to the final before." Wu Mian whispered.

"It's really domineering. Everyone dare not come out."

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Looking at the disciples of the Wuzong under the court, the suzerain ’s eyes showed mildness, and he raised his hand and said, "Everyone don't have to be stuck, just as before, now I am one of the audience ..."

After all, he waved his sleeves and sat down on the stone chair behind (body shēn).

After that, the atmosphere of the audience was slightly relaxed.

At the same time, everyone's eyes refocused on Elder Liu (body shēn) at the front of the observation platform.

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The latter first looked at the four peak masters and then nodded.

"Today (ri r) is a battle for the Final Four ..." The sound was loud, the momentum was rainbow, and then a wave of his hand was lifted, and a golden light flew out of his sleeve and turned into a tens of meters Long square light curtain.

"Buzz ..."

Above the light curtain, eight names slowly emerged.

The four battle lists appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"According to yesterday's preview list, the top four battles will be played by Chu Chen of Beichen Fengyuan against Xiaomeng of Xiqiongfeng ..."

Noisy momentum followed the audience.

There was a rush of excitement over the Xiqiongfengyuan. As for Beichenfengyuan, there was a whisper, and there were even some inexplicable boos.

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"Hum, who is promoted by a woman, are you sorry to step up?"

"Next see how he was abused by Brother Xiao Meng!"

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In the middle of a debate, Chu marks flashed steadily on the battle platform of the sky.

As for the gossip off the court, it seems unheard of, and it is especially calm.

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"Well? Looks like a new face."

Qiu Xingyi on Xing Qingfeng's observation platform murmured in surprise.

Looking at Chu marks, Beichenfeng's master Yuan Shang's brow obviously frowned again. Instead, it was Xitongfeng's master Situ Songlu's playful smile.

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Immediately, everyone discovered that Xiao Meng had never appeared.

"Where is Brother Xiao Meng?"

"come yet?"

"I don't know. I don't seem to see him?"

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The disciples looked at each other and searched each other for Xiao Meng's (body shēn) shadow.

Elder Liu frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Meng from the West Qiongfeng Academy, come on stage immediately!"

Of course, there was no response.

The atmosphere off the court was a bit messy ~ www.readwn.com ~ Situ Song's face also cooled down.

"Where is Xiao Meng?"

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"Okay, doesn't seem to come!" Someone responded.

not coming?

Doesn't this matter?

The battle for the Final Four, such a big scene, absent for no reason?

Especially the suzerain is still here.

Elder Liu turned his eyes back and forth, and looked back at the Lord of the Emperor Wu Zong, who didn't change much, and then looked at Situ Song again, and immediately returned (body shēn). There was a delay. We started the second game first, and the first game was temporarily at the end ... "

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