Chapter 3269

"Damn it!"

Shen Lang was full of haze and cursed in his heart.

What he was most worried about finally happened. Yang Wei had a powerful magic weapon.

Although Yang Wei is rubbish, he is also the descendant of the Seven Saints. How can he go on stage without any preparation when the backstage is there.

In contrast, Xia Shan'er's ninety-nine Tianxin flying swords are only the second-class immortal tools, showing a bit of poverty.

Shen Lang thinks that after the end of the fight, he will make a set of higher-level flying swords for Xia Shan'er.

"Dong Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong!"

Xia Shaner repeatedly urged the Tianxin sword array to attack Yang Wei's purple clouds. However, all the attacks were like a drowning stone, which could not break Yang Wei's defense.

"Hahaha, little girl, do you want to hurt me with this attack? What a dream

Yang Wei's mouth uttered a rampant derision, and then turned into the body of five color Qingyang.

The whole body of the five color Qingyang has blue hair and is surrounded by a layer of colorful clouds. On top of the head, a pair of curly glazed horns, like green clouds, release a gorgeous light.

"Dixianshu, Qinghong Aurora!"

The glazed sheep horn on the head of the five color Qingyang releases the most abundant green awns. The head of the sheep suddenly spews out five huge blue light balls, and flies towards xiashan'er.

After Yang Weihua became the main body, the fire was fully opened, and the five huge blue light balls were mixed with tens of millions of blue light filaments. The terrible destructive power made the scalp numb!

"Tianxin sword shield!"

Xia Shan'er's face turned white, and she felt a strong threat. She made a delicate voice in her mouth. Her hands quickly drew a mysterious Dharma seal in front of her body.

The ninety-nine Tianxin flying swords were transformed into dense white silk, and countless filaments were condensed into a huge white light shield and blocked in front of them.

"Dong! Bang! Bang

Three huge blue light balls bombarded the surface of Tianxin sword shield. The sound of violent explosion was deafening and the green awns were rampant all over the sky.

The blade light on the surface of Tianxin sword shield fluctuates rapidly. After being bombarded by three green light balls, the sword shield is full of holes.

"Dong! Bang

Before Xia Shan'er had time to breathe, the last two blue light balls struck like lightning and hit the fast falling Tianxin sword shield.

"Bang!"

The shield of Tianxin collapsed on the spot, turned into a large number of white filaments, and scattered in all directions.

Xia Shan'er was killed by the blue light burst from the blue light ball, and saw that the body was about to collapse.

"Yang Wei, I'll keep people under my command!"

Shen Lang's eyes were about to crack, and the hysterical roar from his mouth shook all sides.

Yang Wei in the challenge arena was so proud that he almost killed Xia Shan'er.

But after hearing Shen Lang's roar, Yang Wei was startled and quickly recovered her magic power. She only destroyed Xia Shan'er's body, but not her soul.

Although Yang Wei is arrogant and domineering, he doesn't dare to tear his face with Shen Lang. Xia Shan'er is Shen Lang's younger martial sister. If she kills this woman, Shen Lang will never die with her.

Of course, he had his father's support, but Shen Lang was the apprentice of Tianying ancestor. Yang Wei did not dare to play with fire when he thought about it.

Xia Shaner's soul was preserved and soon recovered through the magic power of three flowers. Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

The referee announced in a loud voice: "Xia Shaner's body is broken, and the winner of this match is Yang Wei!"

"Ha ha ha, I won!"

Yang Wei burst out laughing, looking extremely excited. He felt that with such a powerful defense magic weapon as the purple cloud mirror, he could almost remain invincible and might be able to fight against Shen Lang.

Xia Shan'er walked out of the challenge arena with a lonely look. Ning Xiaoyao came to comfort her and said, "Shan'er, don't be sad. Yang Wei is only relying on the power of magic weapon to win you. If he doesn't have that magic weapon of mirror, he can win or not

"Sister demon, don't comfort me. It's clear that if you want to win a good place, Shan'er is always so useless... "

Xia Shan'er's eyes turned red and complained about her incompetence. Shen Lang patted her on the shoulder and comforted her in a soft voice: "don't be depressed, Shan'er. It's not fair to argue with monks who are often millions of years old. With your excellent constitution of chaotic immortal body, you will become a strong one in the world over time, and you don't have to belittle yourself! "

"Well."

Xia Shan'er bit her teeth and listened to Shen Lang's words. She felt a little better.

The eyes of the monks in the field are sweeping back and forth on Shen Lang and Xia Shan'er. They are so close that the nun named Xia Shan'er is not the Taoist priest of Shen Lang elder, is she?

Many of Shen Lang's Seven Saints' nuns who secretly fell in love with each other showed their despondent expressions. It turned out that the handsome elder Shen Lang had already had a couple, and that one named Xia Shaner was very beautiful and charming.

Bai Weiwei also sighed. She was fascinated by Shen Lang and thought she would be better if she were Xia Shan'er."Game 63, Bai Weiwei fights Yan Kuan!"

The referee's shouts interrupted Bai Weiwei's thoughts. It's her turn to play.

Bai Weiwei's luck in this round is not good. Her opponent is a monk in the middle of a celebrity immortal.

Fortunately, she tried her best, and finally won the other party by the poisonous fire of the silver snake and barely advanced.

Bai Weiwei also wants to fight for breath in her heart. She doesn't want to be the first descendant of the Seven Saints to be eliminated.

Ning Xiaoyao round appeared at the end of the seventh round, but failed to withstand the pressure and lost to a famous monk in the middle of the immortal. Like Xia Shaner, she stopped in the seventh round and ranked in the top 1000.

At the end of the seventh round, only about 500 monks were promoted to the eighth round. Almost all of them were elite disciples in the middle and later stage of the human immortal. Even the friars in the early stage of the immortal were rare.

A few days later, the eighth round of the martial arts club officially began.

Shen Lang ranked third in this round.

"In the third game, Shen Lang vs. Yang Wei!"

Exclaimed the referee.

"Well, it's a good time."

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and raised his mouth. Since Yang Wei, an idiot, had hit the muzzle of a gun, he was embarrassed!

"Lying trough!"

Yang Wei was flustered and his face solidified instantly.

He was also proud of himself before. He thought that he should be able to win a good place with purple cloud mirror. Maybe he could fight with Shen lang. as a result, he met Shen Lang, the evil star in this round!

"Damn it, bad luck!"

Yang Wei secretly scolded, his face as black as the bottom of the pot, he did not want to face the opponent appeared.

Recalling the scene of being beaten by Shen Lang before, Yang Wei still has a faint pain on his face. At the thought of facing the evil star Shen Lang, Yang Wei was a little worried.

Shen Lang turned into a golden light and flew down to the arena in the middle of the square. Seeing Yang Wei's delay, he said impatiently, "Yang Wei, can't you compare it? If you don't dare to play, surrender

As soon as the words came out, the audience was shocked.

"Shen Lang, don't be arrogant. Don't think I will be afraid of you!" Yang Wei, emboldened and turned into a blue light, flew into the arena in the middle of the square, staring at Shen Lang with gnashing teeth.

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