Chapter 827

Su Yi covered his breath, but at this moment, how can he completely cover it up? A trace of breath will also be found by these strong men.

"Rumble..."

On the golden Boulder, 'rumble' echoes endlessly, and the terrible breath rushes into the sky.

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Even Nalan Ruyu and Li Qingwei, who are competing, have to look sideways and be alarmed.

Everything gradually subsided. On the golden Boulder, under the intense gaze of countless eyes, the two figures have separated, standing separately, several feet apart!

"Who won?"

All eyes are fixed on the field, most concerned about who wins and who loses.

The eyes of the strong are very curious at the moment, peeping, wanting to know the answer.

"I was careless, I lost!"

Xu Chen raised his eyes and looked at Su Yi. His eyes were beating, shocking, surprised, with a slightly complex color.

Su Yi raised her eyes, a trace of blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, looked at the virtual dust, and said, "you haven't lost."

"You haven't lost, but if we agree to the cultivation level, I'm afraid I won't be an opponent, so I'm still defeated!"

Xu Chen raised a wry smile on his face, with a few shock colors. He just knew what kind of strong strength he encountered.

Xu Chen is also the most aware of Yi Su's real cultivation. This guy hasn't even set foot in the yuan realm, which is just the nine peaks of the yuan spirit realm.

Although he had never really failed in the four levels of cultivation of Yuan Zhenjing, he just didn't take any advantage of it.

For him, it was a complete failure.

If that guy is also the fourth cultivation of Yuan Zhenjing, he can imagine the consequences!

"The next one is up to you. I didn't win the first place of the saint martial arts conference, but I hope you can win!"

The voice fell, and Xu Chen turned and then jumped down the golden boulder.

No one noticed that the moment Xu Chen turned around, the corners of his mouth also overflowed with blood, and the red blood dyed his white clothes in front of him.

Looking at the back of Xu Chen, Su Yi's eyes moved. Just a move, it should be half a dozen. Fortunately, he has the advantage of Taixu God sea and King Kong's body. Only then can he compete. If he continues to fight, he really doesn't know who will win and who will lose.

However, if it is really the same level of cultivation, Su Yi is really confident and has the advantages of Taixu Shenhai and Vajra body. Among the cultivators at the same level, they should be able to remain invincible.

"Yi Su won!"

"Too tough!"

"It's too abnormal. It's incredibly strong!"

"Do you feel it? It seems that Yi Su is only the Ninth level of yuan Lingjing!"

“………………”

There was a lot of excitement and discussion, and it was inconceivable that overlord Zong Yisu won again.

Someone saw that Su Yi's real cultivation was only nine levels of Yuan spiritual realm, but he actually lost the four levels of virtual dust yuan spiritual realm, which was incredible!

"Incredible!"

"This overlord is easy to live, and his talent is evil!"

Among the mountain gates of the major forces, the strong also trembled and exclaimed.

Although they can see that the two people are also half weight, it is clear that the overlord Zong Yi Su used the cultivation of the nine levels of the yuan spiritual realm to compete with the four levels of the virtual dust of the yuan real realm, which is stronger and which is weaker.

This talent is definitely a demon among demons!

"This guy is a little too strong!"

In Yutian palace, Guanlan's deputy palace master smacked his tongue.

Xi ruthlessly calmed down and opened blindly. I don't know when his hands have been clenched into fists.

Immediately, a faint smile appeared on Xi ruthless's face, with a slightly wry smile.

Su Yi won. According to the rules, he has entered the top two. According to the original bet, he has to really join the mysterious overlord sect.

On the golden boulder on one side, the duel between Nalan Ruyu and Li Qingwei continues.

Li Qingwei has done her best. She is covered with the armor of vitality, glittering and shining. She tightly wraps the convex body of temptation, and has a moving beauty.

"Long..."

The fingerprints continued to condense, Li Qingwei's face was dignified, and she continued to hook the ghost virtual shadow, surging all over the sky. With the power of heaven and earth, strange runes appeared, and the boundless waters in front of the human ghost virtual shadow turned into a huge green sword. The terrible sword Qi swept over, so with the force of the ocean, she directly chopped at Nalan Ruyu!

"That's all, then it's over!"

Nalan Ruyu still looked indifferent and didn't move much. The overwhelming pressure of his soul couldn't affect him at all. His breath fluctuated and there was a big hand print on his body.

Suddenly, before this handprint, a terrible divine force lifted the fog all over the sky, shook the sky and earth of the sky covering square, and made the whole scene change color.

The green sword light was overwhelming, plundered and cut down, and collided with the handprint.

The sky was full of energy, the void roared, the space ripples exploded, and the void continued to vibrate. The dazzling light made it difficult for people to look directly.

"Poof..."

In the air, Li Qingwei was shocked and vomited blood. The red blood rendered her pale lips pale, adding a bit of sadness and beauty, and her face was completely pale.

The strongman of Qingyun sect looked at him from a distance, and his eyes were helpless.

This result seemed to have been expected by them long ago, but they were still shocked that Nalan Ruyu's strength was so strong.

Li Qingwei got up and said nothing. Her energetic armor disappeared. She glanced at Nalan Ruyu and slowly walked down the golden boulder. She had been defeated and was completely unable to fight again.

Nalan fell to the ground like a jade, and the light on his body was still faintly visible. His hair was dancing, and his martial arts were extraordinary!

"Hum!" A bell rang through.

Ouyang Yuanfeng jumped out, stepped into the void, and looked at the two young people left in the field at the moment. His eyes were very complex, but he had to announce the result.

"Congratulations to the holy mountain, Nalan is like jade, and Overlord Zong Yisu wins and enters the next round!"

"Boom!"

Ouyang Yuanfeng's voice had not yet fallen, and all around the scene was roaring, noisy, and countless arm shaking cries roared.

"Nalan is like jade!"

"Yi Su!"

Countless young men and women shouted one after another, drowning everything and deafening.

Nalan Ruyu, the Holy Son of the holy mountain, the real favorite of heaven, has always been the goal and idol of all young people.

The identity of the son of the holy mountain has proved everything.

However, Yi Su, from unknown classics to defeating Ouyang Jinwei, killing Chu Changhuan, defeating shaosijun, Xu Chen and other Tianjiao opponents, also completely conquered the whole game.

Compared with Naran Ruyu, it is a high-ranking existence, which is beyond the reach of all young people.

Yi Su fought all the way out, which was more like coming out of them for the onlookers present. Let them see them for the first time, and some of them can be so close to the unreachable existence!

So for Yi Su, it makes many people full of closeness and identity. Although there are strong people in the holy mountain, there are also energetic young people who can't help but cheer for Su Yi!