Chapter 979

The rest of you, come on stage and draw lots!

With the ethereal words of daoxuan real person resounding through the venue, Xiyan and huwa are on stage again, but there are only 16 people.

Thirty six people, a duel in pairs, should be 18. But due to the special situation of Zhao Ziyun and Nangong ziyue, and the little draw between Haotian Qingyu and twilight cloud, there are only 16 left.

For the first time, after the list of battles was published, many people's faces began to cry and mourn, especially to their disciples at sunset.

"Xiao Jian, Hu WA, come on stage."

"I give in." As soon as Tao Xuan's words fell, a disciple in white raised his hand helplessly, so that Yu huwa did not come to the stage and became the first disciple to advance to the semi-finals.

"I... I admit defeat, too." Before daoxuan called, a timid voice rang out. It was a disciple of Qingyun sect.

Because of his luck, he was on the first true story of Hengyue Xiyan. Even though he was not a disciple, he also knew the horror of Xiyan. Under the peak combat power, he could not withstand three moves in the hands of tiger baby.

In this way, Xiyan also won without a fight and became the second person to advance to the semi-finals after huwa.

Bang!

Still did not wait for daoxuan to call people, Niu Zhen then stepped on the stage, pointing to Wang Biao under the stage, "you, come up."

"I... I won't fight. I think..."

"Recognize your sister! Do it, do it with her. " Before Wang Biao finished speaking, he was pushed onto the stage by Gong xiaotian'er and Shaoyu.

"Sister, do it lightly." Push away Wang Biao, two goods very tacit understanding looked to Niu Zhen.

"Easy to say, easy to say." Niu Zhen clenched his fist and wriggled his neck to Wang Biao with a smile.

"I won't fight. I won't fight." Wang Biao retreated and ran with a smile.

"Where to run." The cow's speed was faster, and it was kicked out with one foot.

In the next scene, the spectators couldn't bear to look directly at him. Wang Biao didn't stand up when he was lying on the ground. Niu Zhen simply didn't even carry his axe, and pressing it on him was a smash.

"I... I said, Lao Niu, you granddaughter, you are also very fierce." Looking at Wang Biao who was beaten and yelled at on the battle platform, Gu Santong and his old friends looked at Niu shisan one after another.

"Low key, low profile." Niu shisan stroked his beard with great care, and a group of old guys all sprouted an impulse to beat him.

Below, the war is over. Wang Biao, who was beaten to a point where his mother and his mother did not recognize him, was thrown off the stage.

It is worth mentioning that when Niu Zhen stepped off the stage, there was also a big "Shuang" on his cheek.

In the fourth and fifth scenes, Tianjiao disciples of Dongfang aristocratic family and Beichen aristocratic family became famous in the first World War, and their fighting disciples were defeated.

In the sixth match of the promotion, Hengyue Zongyi didn't come to the stage and directly admitted defeat, because he was against xiaolingwa.

The sixth scene is a disciple of Ouyang family and Ximen family.

From dawn to night, and then from night to dawn, the two men fought with each other. Until the next day, when the stars were all over the sky, the two men were able to win or lose. The disciples of the Ximen family were a little weaker and defeated.

"Gong xiaotian'er, Shaoyu, come on stage." In the eighth match of the promotion, daoxuan real man came to the stage, and then he took a glance at the two shameless bitches, Gong xiaotian'er and Shaoyu.

Once this was said, the expression of the whole audience became a little strange. Somehow, they always had a bad feeling.

Fight, kill him!

The two wolves howled in different order. Gong xiaotian'er and Shaoyu didn't come to the stage. Xie Yun and Xiong Er took up their sleeves. How could they jump three feet high, but their apprentices had not started to fight. Both of them had a good posture of starting on the spot.

Under the attention of the public, the little fat and little feather stepped on the stage one after another, attracting the attention of the whole audience.

This time, the two people are not the same, become a lot of serious, and a serious look.

The two men did not fight on the spot, but fought against each other, like two statues. They did not move, and they did not have the posture to open their eyes. They thought they were fighting with their ideas?

Look, beauty!

Look, beauty!

Under the attention of the public, they moved one after another. Their actions were amazing all the time, their words were amazing all the time, and even their expressions were amazing all the time.

Oh, I'll go!

The whole audience rubbed their eyebrows one after another. They thought that the two goods were rare and serious. Now it seems that they are thinking too much. They have been standing for so long. This is brewing. How to use Yin moves!

Ah ah!

As everyone kneaded their eyebrows, the voice of shouting came from the battle platform, and they started to work.

Facts have proved that they have a tacit understanding between them. They all know the moves of the Yin people. Moreover, they are still an amazing routine: sprinkling lime powder, kicking people's second brother, beating sticks, using magic incense."I love these little guys." Looking at the battle platform, old man Zhuge pinched his beard in a meaningful way.

"The way I used to be."

"I pinched my fingers and calculated that they

Poof!

The boundless Taoist didn't finish his words, but was interrupted by the sound of spitting blood on one side.

Everyone is stunned, one after another side head, looked at Ye Chen, and the expression is not general strange.

What happened? This is!

Can I show you hematemesis after watching a game?

"There's no denying that I was pissed off." Ye Chen as if nothing happened to erase the blood from the corners of the mouth.

"You go on. I'll go pee." Say, ye Chen dry cough a, rise to go out.

"What's the situation?" A group of old guys looked at each other.

"Ah ah? Why take off your clothes? " Below sounded how how how the voice, like the eyes of the public attracted the past, this look, a group of old guys collective twitch a corner of the mouth.

But on the battle platform, Gong xiaotian'er, who was beaten black and blue, pulled off his coat and exposed his fat. What is ridiculous is that there are three big characters carved on the back: one, one, and one dragon.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

This guy yelled, carrying a mace, vaguely visible is that the whole body of fat, a lump of Tuo are shaking.

On the other side, Shaoyu stopped drying. He pulled off his coat and miraculously carved a dragon on his back.

Seeing this, the male disciples opened their mouths one after another. The female disciples covered their eyes one by one. The male elders twitched one by one, and the female elders were all stunned.

Bang! Boom! Bang!

On the battle platform, such a voice rings out one after another.

It has to be said that the two men open their arms to work, and the movement is really not ordinary small. The whole battle platform is covered by gorgeous Shenhua.

Here, ye Chen has stepped into the Tianting hall alone.

Poof!

Just walked into the hall, he then a mouthful of blood spurted out, the whole person is half kneeling on the ground.

Well!

He hugged his head, which was about to explode. He roared in pain. His face was twisted. The whole body was full of black thunder, which was tearing his holy body.

It's a curse!

Although Ye Chen's mind becomes unclear, it is very clear what kind of power is attacking him.

This time, the retribution was so abrupt that he was caught off guard. Fortunately, he pulled out a reason that was not a reason, which did not arouse people's suspicion.

I don't know when his low roar died down.

He once again carried the curse of heaven. His pale face returned to the ruddy and dim light, and became bright and dazzling. His whole body was full of splendor, and the majestic life of the holy body rolled and surged again.

Outside the hall, a man came in and looked at it carefully. It was the ancient dragon of Taixu.

Gu Santong and others don't know. How can he not know that ye Chen was punished by heaven!

Oh!

Taixu Gulong sighed with a dark sigh, condensed out a cloud chair and sat there quietly, waiting for ye Chen to wake up.

Outside, the scream was loud, but the hall was quiet.

The sky began to darken, such as ye Chen, an old monk sitting in meditation. The holy body trembled for a moment and opened his eyes slowly.

"Awake?" Taixu Gulong looked at Ye Chen with great interest, "it's hard to feel the punishment of heaven!"

"It's a bit fierce this time." Ye Chen rubbed his eyebrows, "how long has it been in the past."

"Not long, just two days."

"Two days?" Ye Chen one Leng, "big compare can end."

"Just waiting for you." Taixu Gulong leisurely, turned and walked out of the hall, "your disciple's last battle, you should be present."