Chapter 816

"Hum!"

Feeling the eyes of Guanlan Deputy palace master, elder Su kuangge glanced sideways and snorted faintly in his throat.

The duel between 16 and 8 is too fierce, leaving Yan Lin and Lin fan, Shao Sijun and Feng Qingnong.

"War!"

Shaosijun's offensive was fierce and domineering, and his vitality was surging. His dark hair had long been scattered, and he danced wildly. His slender body was covered by the aura of vitality, and he was handsome. Like a god of war, he was faintly accompanied by the shadow of animals around him.

Feng Qingnong is also very strong, with bright light around him. His eyes flow a frightening glow, and clouds surge around him.

Both of them are extraordinary and handsome. In the fierce duel, many women around them shouted for it.

Feng Qingnong did his best, and there were two swords in his hands, one three feet long, one short and one long. The wind and thunder were sonorous, and the sword was like a rainbow.

With the vitality turning into a fierce beast shadow under his feet, Feng Qingnong launched the final suppression, shaking the four sides. Such an offensive made Li Qingwei, Mu Yao, Han Liuyun and others who defeated their opponents at the moment also secretly change color for it.

Su Yi is also very moved. Feng Qingnong is worthy of being the number one seed of Qingyun sect. His strength can be superior to his peers and is extremely strong.

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Shaosijun's eyes were full of fighting spirit. Under the attack of Feng Qingnong, he didn't avoid, but didn't retreat and advance. With his bare hands, the shadow of animals constantly appeared all over his body. At the moment, his skin also sent out a special streamer, bursting out terrible power.

"Broken!"

With a loud drink, shaosijun's hands danced, and the towering vitality surged in itself, resonating with the energy of heaven and earth, bursting into bright light. Various lights surged, and then a lot of animal shadows sprang out, pushing and colliding towards the former.

The sword light pierced some animal shadows, but the animal shadows also resisted the sword light. Centered on the two people, the void around kept ringing, and the vitality energy was surging.

"Defeat!"

Shaosijun erupted, his hair flying, his clothes hunting, and the last blow, from his body vitality surged, the fingerprints condensed, suddenly his hands sealed, and a bright dragon virtual shadow rushed out with the rolling evil spirit.

"Ow!"

The Dragon roared like a living creature, and the evil spirit ran through the void.

Feng Qingnong changed color, and the two swords combined. A sword light cut horizontally, accompanied by clouds, and attacked the virtual shadow of the dragon.

The two collided again, the void roared, and the spatial ripples were lifted.

The Dragon attacked, opened its mouth, swallowed the sword light, and was cut by the sword light.

But the evil spirit hit Feng Qingnong's body.

"Deng Deng..."

Feng Qing staggered and retreated. Somehow, he vomited blood in big gulps.

Shaosijun's body also staggered and retreated, but after a few steps, he stabilized his body, and a stuffy hum came from his throat.

"Poof!"

Feng Qingnong had to fight again. When the vitality in his body was working again, I don't know why, suddenly a big mouthful of blood was spitting out.

"If you are hit by my 'Tianlong strength', no matter how strong you are, you will destroy your foundation. At first, you will be possessed by evil spirits, and then your meridians will collapse. You have already lost!"

Shaosijun looked at Feng Qingnong, and his Tianlong strength was the bottom card.

Feng Qingnong's face is dignified and his eyes are lonely. He still has the power to fight again, but he has no doubt about his own situation. At the moment, there is a terrible force in his body to drive it away. If a fierce dragon occupies his body, once he uses his vitality, this force will break his meridians.

"The dragon power of the beast emperor sect is careless!"

Looking at the changes in the field, the strongmen and elders of sanyuanmen are very oppressed one by one. Feng Qingnong can't fight anymore and has no chance to continue the next round.

On the contrary, the strong elder of the beast emperor sect smiled. Although another disciple was defeated by Mu Yao of the divine sword sect, at least shaosi Jun didn't live up to his expectations and smoothly entered the next round.

In the whole field, at the moment, only the last two people are still competing fiercely.

Lin Fan was bright and young. He was afraid that he was less than 20 years old. At this moment, he was wrapped in mist and dressed in white. What a style.

Lin Fan's momentum at this time is even stronger, step by step, the light is bright and dazzling, and constantly suppress the inflammatory scales.

There is no doubt that Lin fan is very strong. At such an age, he has shocked many strong people.

"I didn't expect that Lin Fan of Qingxu gate also has such talent!"

Among the five sects and three gates, the strong also marvel at it in their hearts.

Chen Yanhuan of Qiantian sect is less than 20 years old, but his strength is extremely terrifying. Such talent is definitely a genius among geniuses.

But now Lin fan doesn't seem to give in too much, and won't be under Chen Yanhuan!

Lin fan is very strong, too strong. The first person in the young generation of qingxumen is in high spirits and looks handsome at the moment, which makes many women shout cheers, and makes young men excited and cheer for it.

On the contrary, Yan Lin is ugly, half human and half beast, and his face is ferocious, which makes many people hate and disgust, and has been suppressed by Lin fan. At the moment, there are even more boos.

But in the field, those who have sharp eyes are more and more frightened.

Specially prepared are the strong elders of the five sects, three sects and other big forces. Their eyes are staring at the field, and their faces show a confused color.

Even the elders and strong men of Qingxu gate didn't have any smiles on their faces, but they were more and more slightly condensed.

How could they not see that although it seemed that Lin fan had the upper hand from the beginning, no matter how Lin Fan suppressed it, he didn't really suppress the burning scale from beginning to end.

Yan Lin's action is simple and direct, which is more like only using some kind of brute force, but it happens that this makes Lin Fan unable to completely suppress it.

"Boom!"

The black scales on Yan Lin's body are stretched out, and the fierce breath erupts. He is suppressed with his bare hands. His face is slightly frozen, but he is fearless. Those black scales on his body are as indestructible as his best defense and weapon.

At this moment, everything around has calmed down, leaving only Lin Fan and Yan Lin.

This made Lin Fan more and more urgent, and he had no reservations any more. The cultivation of Yuan Zhenjing double, which was close to the peak, swept out.

"Boom!"

The breath roared, and Lin Fan's whole body was shining at the moment, bringing up a space ripple.

"Qingyun seal!"

With a deep drink, Lin Fan's hand was instantly condensed, and a palm print moved quickly. There was a misty air flow around the palm print, but it was extremely violent, as if the wind had swept, so that the sound of 'purring' rang through the air around the palm print, and the space around the palm print was slightly distorted and illusory.

Such a palm print, at the moment, contains Lin Fan's full strength. The powerful force is like a storm enveloping around, and the violent wind is enough to tear up the ripples of space.

Yan scale was still as usual, his hand was simple and direct, and he shook his arm, but his fist was covered with black scales before, and he collided directly, which actually shook the terrible handprint of the former.