Chapter 1117

The disciple of Zhentian fazong was completely infuriated by Guo Ran's arrogance. He had never seen or heard of it. A man could be so arrogant that he even wanted to wave his strongest attack. This is a kind of naked shame.

Six kinds of runes are surging all over the body, and the power of spiritual blood is used. When the staff is waved, the void trembles, and the terrible pressure radiates. This is a very terrible skill.

But just as he was singing aloud, he was standing with his negative hand and pointing his chin at Guo ran. Suddenly, a huge crossbow appeared in front of him.

All of a sudden, as soon as the crossbow appeared, a bloody light shot from the crossbow.

The distance between the two was not more than a thousand feet. The bloody light almost appeared just before the disciples of Zhentian fazong.

"Bang"

the bloody light passed through the body of Zhentian fazong disciple and smashed him. The remaining strength was not bad, and directly hit the shield in the void.

"Boom"

there was a violent explosion, and the shield trembled violently, and there were large ripples on it. This blow was even more terrifying than the joint force of Mengqi's six heads and nine steps Warcraft.

"NIMA! If I had known that it was so simple, I would not have wasted a nine Yang blood veins burst arrow. I am so distressed. "

Guo Ran has a twitch in the corner of his mouth, which is the only finished product that he has just developed and worked hard for ten days and nights.

There are more than 700 runes attached to the Nine Yang blood pattern exploding arrow. They are superposed with each other and have infinite power. Last time in the abyss of hell, his burst arrow could not do anything but the demons in the middle of the Ninth level. He was very injured and worked hard to develop a new burst arrow. It is extremely powerful, which is his current magic weapon.

I had known that the man was such an idiot that he really believed his lies. Even though he had no time to open his defense, he could kill him even with ordinary burst arrows.

"Mean!"

The disciple of Zhentian fazong was killed by Guo ran. Ma XingKong finally couldn't help it. He stood up and said angrily. He had lost his cool. He was a six grade Skywalker and a future pillar. He was killed. He was driven to death by the force of terror.

"Mean? It's really funny. You Zhentian fazong spurts excrement all over his mouth and deliberately irritates others. Is that noble? You are only allowed to use Yin moves. Can't others fight back? What an idiot Long Chen sneered at each other.

"Long Chen, don't be rude. How can you talk to your elders?"

Lord Xuan began to reprimand him, but his tone was very insipid. There was no meaning of reprimand at all. Everyone could tell that Lord xuanzhu was just going through the motions.

"Mr. FA Xuan, the former disciple of your sect, gave a incisive and incisive interpretation of his spirit of using everything for victory.

In the final analysis, our Taoist disciples are inspired by your school. Are you so angry that you blame my disciples for learning secretly? " Master Xuan said with a smile.

Ma XingKong's face suddenly became gloomy and frightening. Two disciples of the sixth grade Skywalker were killed in succession. He finally felt uneasy and recalled all the previous events. He smelled the smell of conspiracy.

But at this time, it's useless to say anything. In the first four games, Xuantian daozong was defeated completely. Now in the latter two games, Zhentian fazong was defeated completely, and all of his disciples were killed. Even if he won the contest, I'm afraid there would be no profit.

In the eyes of Ma XingKong, a fierce feeling appeared, and a divine thought was quietly sent to the disciples of Zhentian fazong.

At this time, the whole hall was silent. Even the disciples of Xuantian daozong were stunned and even forgot to cheer. It was so frightening that two six grade skywalkers were all killed.

And all of them were killed by one shot. What shocked people most was Guo ran, who was so weak that he could also kill Tianjiao with one shot, completely subverting their understanding of power.

"I told you that all the people who have heard of my name are dead. Do you believe it now?"

Guo ran shook his head. With a helpless look on his face, he folded the crossbow and slowly jumped off the challenge arena. There was no trace of happiness on his face. Instead, he took an invincible master. The loneliness and helplessness of being too cold at a high place.

The disciples of Zhentian fazong couldn't help but get angry. It was obviously despicable and sneaky to attack. Once they were successful, they all died. He had to pretend to be forced. It was too much.

Although Guo Ran has some heartache, but the effect has achieved, everything is worth it. To blame, we can only blame him for not knowing the enemy. We could have pretended to be better at a lower cost.

This makes Guo Ran's heart can not help feeling, this diligence can make up for the clumsy, practice can make perfect, in the future, we still have to pretend to force more, accumulate more experience.

"Boss, I'm sorry to give you shame. There are some flaws in this attack. I will try my best to improve it next time. I will definitely live up to your love and ardent hope for my cultivation." After jumping off the challenge arena, Guo ran came to long Chen with a face of shame.

Lao Tzu's ardent hope is that you can do more business with less decoration. Is it useful to talk about these young people?

"Well, people are always groping for progress. I'm optimistic about you." Although he was speechless in his heart, long Chen could not tear down his brother's platform, so he had to "encourage" the way.

The dragon blood soldiers know Guo Ran's way of pretending and forcing, but others don't know. Even the Dragon print soldiers are a little confused.The other disciples of Xuantian Taoist sect are even more shocked. They even feel humiliated after one strike. What is the situation?

At this time, there was silence in the arena. Zhentian fazong's disciples did not take the initiative to jump on the challenge arena at this time. Instead, they were waiting.

Obviously, they also learned to be smart and decided to take a look at the strength of their opponents before deciding who to play.

At present, there are two six grade skywalkers among the disciples of Zhentian fazong. One of them is the powerful inborn sixth grade. The remaining one is the mysterious existence covered by the cloak.

"Boss, I'm going up." Yue Zifeng saw that the other side refused to appear, and he had already jumped onto the challenge arena.

"I have been imitating and never surpassed for 20 years. Those who want to be reincarnated should come up quickly, safely, quickly and painlessly. Don't miss it if you pass by or pass by!" Yue Zifeng's eyes swept through the cold tunnel of the disciples of Zhentian fazong.

"Poo hee"

when Tang Wan'er was defeated, she was extremely depressed. At this time, she couldn't help laughing, and even Mengqi couldn't help smiling.

Yue Zifeng has always been a few words, words such as gold, now even said such a long string of words, people are very surprised.

However, Yue Zifeng's tone was very strange and stiff, just like reading from a book. Obviously, this is not what he wants to say, but what someone taught him to say.

Looking at Guo ran in the distance, with a bad smile on his face, he knew that this must be his idea, but Yue Zifeng also really gave him face and made an exception to say so many words in one breath.

The words were stiff, the tone was not arrogant enough, but the words were sharp. All of a sudden, they aroused the anger of Zhentian fazong's disciples.

Especially when they saw Yue Zifeng, there was no fluctuation in the way of heaven. They were clearly not even a Skywalker. This was even more contemptuous.

In their opinion, this man certainly does not follow the normal path of cultivation, either soul cultivation or the existence of the sword taking a bias like Guo ran.

However, when Ma XingKong saw Yue Zifeng, his pupils shrank a little. He was all lost. He didn't find long Chen's side. He even hid a terrible sword cultivation.

Ma XingKong was just about to transmit the voice of his soul. Suddenly, the Lord xuanzhu said, "Lord Faxuan, what do you think of this disciple of Xuantian daozong?"

"Ah! This disciple is very good, well, very good! " Ma XingKong was suddenly caught off guard. At this time, a disciple of Zhentian fazong had already jumped onto the challenge arena, which made Ma XingKong's face change.

"Hum"

at this time, the protective cover above the challenge arena was opened to isolate all sounds from infiltrating into the arena, including the transmission of divine sense.

Ma Xing's face sank, and he felt bad in his heart, because Lord xuanzhu's seemingly unintentional question interrupted his warning.

Ma XingKong can see at a glance that Yue Zifeng is a strong sword practitioner. If that disciple doesn't see this, he will probably suffer a great loss just after the fight.

"Well, you are a heretical person. You will die today." As soon as the shield was opened, the disciple of Zhentian fazong was still flying backward. His whole body was full of runes, and his staff was waving in his hand. Thirteen protective measures were laid around him.

Thirteen defenses wrapped him heavily, like eggshells after eggshells, protecting him.

In the past, both of them suffered great losses because they were unable to defend themselves. Now, this disciple of Zhentian fazong learned a lesson and made himself invincible first.

Each of the 13 defenses can withstand the full attack of a sixth grade Skywalker. In his current state, he can not threaten him, whether it is Mengqi's Warcraft attack or Guo Ran's burst arrow.

"Are you ready to die? I'll tell you in advance that I'm not a layman, I'm a swordsman! "

As Yue Zifeng spoke, his right hand slowly extended to the sword handle behind his back. His movement was very gentle and slow, as if there was a pause in the movement, and it seemed to be continuous. Sometimes it seemed that in the process of holding the sword, every action was repeating the last action.

At this time, Ma XingKong's face changed, and even xuanzhu's pupil shrank slightly. This sword drawing posture has reached a kind of charm that is close to Tao. It is not a rookie in the casting platform environment, but should be contacted.

Just at the moment when Yue Zifeng held the sword slowly, the whole world seemed to become sluggish. Everyone's mind was attracted by this action, as if this action, with some mysterious morality, was an integral part of the world.

"Choking"

different from pulling out a sword, it is too fast. When the sword comes out of its sheath, a flash of lightning cuts across the void, and the whole world seems to be cut into two pieces by one sword. The sword is mercilessly cut down against the Zhentian fazong disciple.

The disciple of Zhentian fazong was shocked. At that moment, his heart was filled with the breath of death. He almost instinctively drew spiritual blood and blessed 13 shields, which made the shield's strength reach the maximum.

"Pooh"

a sword flash, the whole world lost its voice, the shield was still there, and the Zhentian fazong disciple was safe and sound.

"Hold it."The disciples of Zhentian fazong were overjoyed that this extremely terrible sword was blocked.

"Ding"

when the sword went into the scabbard, Yue Zifeng did not even look at the Zhentian fazong disciple, so he walked to the platform.

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