Chapter 401

For modo's words, Ning Yue's calm face didn't surprise him. In his capacity as the other party, and in the fierce and aggressive style of the people of shachi, what he said was completely unexpected.

Even if they submit to the snow dragon Empire at the moment, it does not mean that they are willing to live under people forever. The only thing that can make Ning Yue feel a little bit unexpected is that modo would say it in such a public occasion for this eager revenge. However, if you think about it again, you will be relieved. How could the high-level officials of the snow dragon Empire, led by Sima Haiwei, have not been aware of shachi's resignation over the years.

Perhaps, in this battle, the so-called fair draw is still controlled by Sima Haiwei secretly, deliberately matching the imperial college team with shachi country, so that they can retreat in the defeat. Even if they can't eradicate each other's desire, they can at least calm down for several years.

"Well, even if you give me this opportunity, it's a little uncomfortable to operate in the dark all the time. However, in the first round you help me to end the old resentment, this battle, I won't let you down. In fact, even if it really happens, I can't lose here. "

In the heart secretly a drink, rather more nods to return a way: "Xi Yuan Shuai's disciple, I dare not falsely claim, just once really lucky to get his advice a few moves.". If you are going to challenge him with me, it's appropriate. But I'm afraid you can't even pass me. "

"How can I get away with it? How can we understand the moves of burning punishment sword cutting by just pointing out a few moves? Whether you admit it or not, it's just a stepping stone for me to defeat him. The destiny inherited from generation to generation in the shachi King's room is continuous fighting. You can't stop it

With a cold smile, modo clenched his hands and took a long breath. Soon, his not so strong body began to expand slowly, his explosive muscles burst, his clothes showed, and his whole breath rose wildly. It was not only more powerful, but also filled with a wild like a beast.

On top of his swollen body muscles, a thick layer of brown and black hair appeared, which gradually replaced the cracked clothes to wrap his whole body up and down. The whole person was closer to the beast. In his mouth, his four fangs were shining with a faint cold light.

"What is recorded in the intelligence is true?"

Rather more brow a wrinkly, looking at the change of Mo much in front of eyes, not from secretly exclaim.

In fact, the information provided by mu Yinyin did mention this point. The martial arts only owned by the Shahi King's room, even if they are removed from the outside world, no matter how strong the martial arts practitioners are, they will not be able to cultivate successfully.

It is said that there is a small part of the essence and blood inherited from ancient exotic animals in the chamber of King shachi, which makes people transform into animal shape in a short time and burst out with amazing power. As for the form of animal, it depends on its own blood and its usual choice.

In shachi country, the brave people who successfully hunt Warcraft will open their bellies at the ceremony, take out their hearts and eat raw with blood. In their ancient adage, they can get part of the power of their prey. At least, when they cast the beast soul formula, the form they show is similar to the Warcraft that eats the most hearts raw.

In the main venue, looking at the ferocious figure emerging from the huge projection in the middle of the sky, many of the audience were shocked. Some timid people even turned their heads and didn't dare to see it again. Of course, the more exciting people began to look forward to this different battle.

In the corridor of the auditorium, Su Qian, dressed in a fast hunting costume, stands by his sword. He is also looking at the picture. Liu Mei is slightly wrinkled, and seems to be worried.

But all of a sudden, a strange feeling flashed in her heart. Subconsciously, she turned her head and looked at the end of her eyes. In the top corner of the audience, a fast figure passed through and disappeared behind a stone pillar.

"Who?"

Su Qian was surprised, but he didn't care to continue to watch the game. He jumped up, stepped on the top, and chased along the direction where the figure disappeared. However, when she got to the stone pillar, she found that there was no one hiding. She looked around a few times and saw that there was no one dressed except a member of Jishou.

"Is it difficult? I'm blinded?"

"Well, squadron leader, what are you looking for?" In the corridor below, a member of Jishou looks puzzled.

Su Qian replied: "it seems that I saw a figure passing by just now. When I came after him, there was no trace. Maybe, it's just staring at the distant projection to watch the game for too long, suddenly looking at other places, dazzled and delusional

Who knows, the other side muttered: "hmm? You see that, too? "

"What do you mean, has anyone found out?" Su Qian asked in a hurry.

The Jishou shook his head and said: "I just heard that in the previous competition, other Jishou found that there were unexpected guests hiding in the corner of the audience. However, I can only catch a glimpse from afar, but I can't catch a trace. Maybe it's not an illusion, it's someone. Some of the strong passers-by are also attracted by the events here. However, it's hard to get a ticket, so they sneak in and watch in secret. As long as they don't make trouble, it doesn't matter, does it? "

In this regard, Su Qian's eyes slightly sullen, cheered: "don't forget our responsibilities, what are we here to do. As long as anyone dares not to abide by the rules set by the Empire and sneak here, we need to find him out. See? By the way, which game did you hear about before that you found someone sneaking around? "

"Like... The first round, the first scene?"

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In the desert, modo, whose appearance and breath have greatly changed, takes a heavy step, and the dust flies when he stomps. At the moment, he is like a Warcraft that lives in the desert. Suddenly, he realizes that an intruder has stepped into his territory without permission and is bound to expel him.

Even tearing and killing on the spot.

"If it's fighting Warcraft, it's bigger and more ferocious than you are now. I've killed more than one. Don't think you can beat me with this form. "

Ning Yue hummed softly, took a step back in the lunge, and in his open left palm was another flame rising.

"By the way, a positive victory over Xi yuanshuai is also my goal for the future. It's a coincidence that we met here. It's very appropriate to decide a victory or defeat here before the battle that they are looking forward to

I don't know if it's the spirit of the beast formula. Modo can't speak. He replies with a roar, the roar of Warcraft. The fierce sound filled the air. The strong body jumped up and shot down in the air. It was like a fireball flying across the night sky.

The blade of the sword stands up, and a circle of flame spirals up. The more you face it, the more you wave the sword, the crazier and scorching fire will condense again, and completely melt into the three foot sword.

The cutting edge is sharp and hot.

Fire punishment sword cut, cut!

It's not because of modo's fighting fate that ningyue has to use this move learned from Chifeng to fight again. But in the case of not being able to use the internal strength of the dark Xuan ancient sword, his most destructive move in the sword move is the fire penalty sword.

What's more, there is the use of the blood in the body to stimulate the burning flame, so that the power of this sword can be further enhanced.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The roar shook the sky and the earth, and the beast like modo rushed down madly. His claw like fists smashed heavily, which lowered the powerful force. The strength of catharsis made the airspace collapse. The wild and powerful beast burst out at this moment without reservation.

Dang!

When the blade hits, the heat of condensation is fused in the edge, cutting the beast like claw, and the impact reappears.

Curved, the blade of the dark Xuan ancient sword seems to be unable to resist the opponent's powerful force. The edge is curved into an arc. On the blade, the fire light is collapsing.

Below, ningyue's feet slowly sink in the desert. According to this trend, he may be buried alive in the sand sea under the pressure of modo.

Zheng——

In a twinkling, another sword sound suddenly sounded. Ning Yue drew the sword with his left backhand, and the green steel fiber sword came out of its sheath. He held an oblique cut, and the pale silver cold awn fiercely split into modo's chest covered with brown and black hair.

Ding!

The blade trembled violently. Although the invisible strength of body protection was broken by the green steel fiber blade sword, it consumed 70% of the cutting force. When it hit the opponent's chest again, it couldn't cut off his flesh and blood. Even, it gave ningyue an illusion that the brown and black hair that looked hairy was actually another layer of defensive armor.

Roar!

Then there was a roar, and a fierce force came out of modo's arms, together with a strong wave on his chest.

The two swords were bending and trembling. Ningyue's body continued to sink, and he watched the two swords bend more and more. The other side's ferocious head gradually approached his face, and his breath came.

Through the double swords, the impact of strength directly attacks the wrists, the pain is gradually aggravating, and the power in the hands begins to dissipate. At this moment, rather some regret, he should not choose to use such a trick to deal with modo, it is his own forced into a dead end.

The front is stronger than the front. If you want to withdraw, you can't do it. If we continue to do so, we can only hold on to the moment when our strength is exhausted and declare our defeat.

"Hateful, breaking through to the first battle of the six realms of spiritual awakening, should it end in failure like this? No, there must be means of counterattack. During this period of time, we have gained a lot of experience from our companions and opponents, and there must be something we can use. "

His thoughts are changing rapidly in his mind. Ning Yue is still biting his teeth and supporting himself. He just feels that his hands are beginning to numb. Like the curved blade, he is about to reach the limit.

At this moment, there was a bitter smile in his heart. Is that the end of the bet with nalanfu?

Nalanfu!

All of a sudden, Ning Yue flashed an idea. Under the pressure of the other party, he suddenly realized that he had a trick. When he started to use it, he needed such a situation. Just because he held the sword, he instinctively ignored that choice in his thinking.

"Make a bet!"

He took a breath in a hurry. All the Xuanli in the meridians, regardless of the cost, was merged into his arms by ningyue, condensed in the fingers, but not into the double swords. Because he didn't need a sword to fight back. The ferocious face of modo's hot breath came closer. In his eyes, the curved radian of the two blades was the limit. It seems that he can see the appearance of Ning Yue's panic and his downfall when he was defeated. Two claws a grip, continue to press down, his heart in sneer, but so. But after a moment, modo's eyes widened again, almost splitting his eyes. The resistance from under the claw is increasing crazily. Ningyue's sword is springing back and bending, pushing his arms back!