Ultimate Martial Divine King

Suddenly, Holy Bell Square was directly plunged into various chaos.

Suddenly the body of the Phantom Bell cracked, but it caused the talents of martial arts to compete for the spirit of the instrument.

Everyone knew that this phantom clock was not an ordinary thing, but they did not expect that it still contained instrumental spirits, and even if it was on the list of magical instruments, only the magic weapon with a higher ranking would contain instrumental spirits ...

This kind of baby, when it is placed on the outside, can definitely make people bloody.

Especially after seeing Lei Zhen, Lei Li and other geniuses in the city of Holy Bell who could not conquer the spirits of the Phantom Bell, even Wei Qingfan and Shen Yunxi were both moved.

"Well ..."

Many talented students of extraordinary strength rushed out of their respective college teams, one by one, acting swiftly like the dangling arrows, rushing towards the instrument spirit.

"Buzz!"

The instrumental spirit of the phantom clock at this moment turned into a touch of golden light, which was only half a meter tall. The illusion of light and shadow showed the outline of a golden bell.

The hidden and strong wave of power is constantly released from its body.

The faces of the surrounding people all showed a lot of hot and longing.

"This thing was picked up by my Hugues ..."

Talking was a young man wearing the badge of Haoyue Academy. The surging momentum erupted from his body, and it actually reached the amazing level of Tongyuan Realm.

The power of the magnificent true element burst out from the opponent's palm, and the huge swallowing suction enveloped Zhong Lingguang shadow.

"Huh, you are also qualified to dye this baby?" The scornful sneer followed, and saw that Emperor Feng Wei Qingfan had already rushed to the other side.

At the same time, the spirit rhinoceros Shen Junxi also arrived here, "putting things down."

Wei Qingfan raised his hand and raised a palm, and a solid golden palm print was detached from his palm, advancing forward in an unstoppable momentum.

Shen Junxi poked out the index finger and **** of his right hand, and a sharp sword blast burst out like a streamer, tearing the air and dragging a transparent air wave in the air.

Two top geniuses shot at the same time.

The genius of Haoyue College, named Hu Gewen, suddenly turned pale, and his tight pupil was full of confusion.

"boom!"

The powerful offensive and strong impact on the opponent's body, the strong air flow on the table swept in all directions, together with the fierce riots of the power of the true element, the genius of the Haoyue Academy seemed to be hit by a mountain, and was stunned. Bang Fei went out, hit the ground heavily, spit blood, and couldn't get up.

...

"I rely on it, you can't carry the ninth level of Tongyuan Realm?"

On the side of Tianxing Wufu, Mu Feng, who was about to rush to the stage ‘muddy water and fish to make fun’, twitched twice, and then consciously retracted her footsteps.

Behind Li Huiye, several people in Zhou Lu saw this, feeling angry and funny.

"Brother Mu Feng, you are still to be honest! You are definitely going to be broken by someone's leg." Li Hui said at night.

"Yeah! That's reasonable." Mu Feng nodded, and then cursed, "Well, it's really old, not old, this is just a group of robbers! The elder of the clan in the Holy Bell City estimated that he should get sick. coming."

...

Above the stage, sparks splattered, and the colorful real elemental forces converged and impacted, and the stage was almost demolished by everyone.

Some people were blasted when they met the ghost of Zhong Ling.

Some people were attacked by everyone without even touching them.

There are even some people who slapped the fans out as soon as they came to power.

The road is chaotic and impossible.

Of course, the trainees are so noisy, and the tutors have no intention to control it. All of you here are core instructors, the most powerful coaching staff in major martial arts.

They all understand that, at any time, there will be fighting where there is someone.

And the fight together, all rely on their own strengths to establish a foothold.

Compete for the spirit of the Phantom Bell, this is an experience on the way to growth.

These are young and energetic teenagers, no matter how they go to trouble?

The instructors don't care, but the crowds on the side of the city of Saint Bell can not be angry.

"You, you ..." an elderly old man pointed at Hong Lian, the closest mentor of the Huangwu Academy, and cursed. "It's just too arrogant. The phantom clock is our holy bell city. Don't let them all stop?" "

Of course, Honglian didn't take it for granted. Her eyelids were light and she replied, "The patriarch of your noble tribe said plainly, what kind of power can you get from this phantom clock? It's all about their ability to ask this Isn't instrumental power a phantom clock? "

"you……"

"Since this instrumental spirit is also a power of the Phantom Bell, is it right for them to compete on their own?"

Honglian's words sounded reasonable, but it was really the same thing. The old man's speechless refutation could only be turned to the patriarch Lei Shi.

Lei Shi sighed helplessly, dried lips slightly fanned twice, and finally shook his head and chose to let them go ...

In any case, the magic of this phantom clock can't be kept.

Even today, these young students of the Imperial High City Wufu government do not compete for this instrumental spirit, and in a few days this matter will certainly be rumored.

During the introduction, some people who walked near the Tianchi Mountains heard the news and spied on it, which was another headache.

In Lei Shi's view, the main purpose is to maintain the comfort of the Holy Bell City, not to mention that the body of the Phantom Bell has been destroyed, and its power alone is certainly not as good as before.

The only thing that made Lei Shi feel regretful was that this thing was left by the Lei Huan patriarch that year, it was really sad.

...

"Mengshang, don't you want that instrumental spirit?" Honglian said to Luo Mengshang, who was standing beside him quietly.

Luo Mengchang shook her head slightly and replied softly, "No, you can't rob them."

"Really?" Honglian said a little disbelievingly.

Luo Mengchang smiled lightly, her eyes moved, but she no longer spoke.

...

"boom!"

Above the stage, the geniuses of the various higher martial arts fiercely battled the sky.

Slowly, everyone seemed to hit the real fire, no matter what the purpose of the up, they each looked for their opponents fierce confrontation.

"Well, just because you want to touch this thing? Get out of here." Wei Qingfan blasted a young talented student with one palm, and the powerful momentum shook the audience.

"Longer!"

Along with a loud drink, Wei Qingfan put his left hand on his right arm, then turned his right hand from the inside to the outside, swiftly probing with one hand, and saw a golden hand that was several meters wide suddenly turned into ... ...

Under the control of Wei Qingfan, the golden hands grabbed the golden bell in the air in a sweeping manner.

"So amazing ..."

Everyone's face changed, and it was indeed Wei Qingfan. Such a strong breath suppressed everyone.

Of course, just as the golden hand was about to touch the ghost of Zhong Ling, a beautiful and plum blossom plum blossomed out in a rotating trend. During the rapid movement, the plum blossomed into a rapid speed. A sharp sword shadow, the sharp wind breaking in the air, the force of the wind stabbed everyone's eardrums.

"call out……"

The shadow of the plum blossom transformed directly from the golden big hand ’s wrist. The unstoppable sword air is like the sharp blade of piercing tofu. Under the double shocked eyes below, Shen Yunxi The sword directly cut off the big golden hand that Wei Qingfan transformed into.

"Hey, Master Wei, don't forget me." Shen Yunxi's swordsman, a sword-like spirit lingering around his body, but the strong breath is not worse than Wei Qingfan.

"Huh." Wei Qingfan sneered, his eyebrows showing arrogance and disdain, "Shen Yunxi, a plum sword, long known for his name ..."

"How can you compare it to Master Wei?"

"Now that you know you're a cheap name, go further."

"Boom!"

The surging Zhenyuan force erupted out of Wei Qingfan's body like a tidal waterfall, and it rolled up the mountain-like majestic power and attacked the other side.

Shen Yunxi also showed no weakness, and the sword was gathered in the palm, sharp and sharp.

...

But seeing the two top geniuses, Wei Qingfan and Shen Yunxi fighting, everyone in the audience was surprised. This kind of contest is not something that can be seen casually.

In the battle between the two of them, the geniuses of Ling Xi Wu Fu and Emperor Feng Wu Fu could not help fighting together.

"Well, Guo Sen, look at the sword ..."

The arrogant Shang Ze stabbed Guo Sen with a dazzling sword, and it must be said that Guo Sen's strength is stronger than the opponent. Under normal circumstances, Shang Ze is not his opponent at all. However, in the first two days, Guo Sen was pierced by Chu Chen's palm with a piercing gun in the battle with Chu Chen, and Shang Ze was able to deal with it on the condition that his right hand had not recovered.

"bass……"

As Guo Sen escaped the other's offensive, he suddenly whispered, "Hey, the two of us aren't having much fun, look at that."

there?

Shang Ze's eyes narrowed and he swept away in the direction shown by the other side. I saw that on the other side of the Taotai, a young figure was still sitting there with no one else, eyes closed, like a rock.

Shang Ze's face couldn't help but be covered with frost. "Huh, **** boy, this time, even in a dream ..."

"Hey, did you say you accidentally injured someone by accident? Will Guo Sen grin?

accidental injury?

Shang Ze first glanced, and then his eyes brightened, and a hint of yin passed through his eyes.

"You see?" Guo Sen smiled more proudly.

"Huh ..." Shang Ze smiled coldly, and then Yang Jian slashed at the other side again, "Children Guo Sen, lie down for me."

Compared with the previous sword, Shang Ze's offensive was obviously a bit slower. Guo Sen grasped it and found out that his left arm easily held the opponent's wrist.

"Hey, the genius of Ling Xi Wu Fu, but that's it."

"boom!"

Guo Sen slapped his opponent's arm with a push of his hand, and the sword in Shangze's palm immediately flew out, and the position to which the sword was flying was not elsewhere, it was the place where the Chu mark was.

"call out……"

The flashing sharp sword, like the flowing mountain that goes back thousands of years, emits endless danger and murder.

...

"Brother Chuchen, be careful!" Ye Yao's flustered voice suddenly sounded offstage.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes shifted to Chu Hen's side, the pupils of the crowd could not help but shrink, and the sharp sword had already reached Chu Hen.

what happened?

Xi Lan, Zuo Mo, Mu Feng and other mentor trainees of Star Wufu were all shocked.

Long Qingyang ~ www.readwn.com ~ Long Xuanshuang and his party were equally astonished.

...

Guo Sen, Shang Ze's face was already showing a proud smile, and then in their minds appeared the scene of Chu marks being penetrated by the sword hole in the chest.

However, just when the sword was less than ten centimeters away from the target, Chu Hen opened his eyes suddenly, and two brilliant lights burst out.

He immediately raised his right hand, turned it into a palm knife with one hand, and accurately cut it on the blade of the sword.

"Ding……"

The crisp voice was both pleasant and harsh, and the echo of the sword was broken into two parts.

Immediately afterwards, an icy violent momentum rose like frost from Chu Chen's body, the mouth of the mouth was magnificent, and the indifferent voice blurted out.

"Do you really think I can't sleep?"

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