Chapter 1697: Strong win

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At this time, Xia Jiuyou's anger on the curvaceous body, even the dead, could feel it.
If she didn't care about the rules of the game, at this moment, she would have rushed over and worked with Donggong Fu.
"Grass, I really can't stand it anymore, this Donggong Fu really treats himself as an immortal ancient emperor!"
"Aren't you relying on a streamer heart? Arrogant here!"
"I really want to get a good idea. How powerful is his so-called streamer heart?"
"..."
Outside the martial arts ground, there was an indignant shout of scolding. Obviously, the arrogance of Donggong Fu had completely angered everyone.
However, because of the current semi-finals, these people can only be scolded.
Facing the anger of everyone, Donggong Fu just sat there indifferently, and did not take these people at all.
In his view, these people are just clowns, nothing more.
And Dongfangzhi, Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang, etc., felt the anger of everyone outside the court, they were all overjoyed, what they wanted was such an effect.
By then, Dongfangzhi only needs a few words, which is enough to instigate all these people and fight against Donggong Fu.
In the end, Xia Jiuyou suppressed the monstrous anger in his chest forcibly, and did not explode.
Recalling the previous secret discussion with Dongfangzhi and others, he exhaled a long breath, and then, on the beautiful little face, a faint smile appeared slowly, looking at the East Palace Fu Dao: Fu, I want to take a look. How long can you be arrogant? "
Donggong Fu looked at her indifferently and said lightly: "I don't think I am arrogant. In your eyes, you are just a leapfrog clown."
"is it?"
Xia Jiuyou's long eyelashes blinked, and then no more to say, her body flicked, turned into a slender red awn, and passed in the sight of everyone, and returned to his seat on.
"Now, the second half of the semifinals begins."
The ancestral Phoenix ancestor announced that the soft voice still contained an extremely powerful voice, suppressing all the drinking and cursing outside the court.
The second half of the semi-finals: Bai Hu's final game is not the smoke, the final game against Xuanwu's final game Dong Gong Fu.
As the words of the ancestors of the Phoenix dropped, the temperament was elegant, like the dust of the nine-day fairy, which immediately turned into a white awn, bursting out, and in the blink of an eye, it was already standing in the center of the martial arts .
Then, her delicate slender hands turned over, and a pink slender war sword was held tightly in her hands.
With the emergence of this pink war sword, an invisible sword spirit also diffused with it, instantly filling every inch of space here.
"Dust is not smoke, you are the same as Xia Jiuyou, but just a beam jumping clown."
Looking far from the center of the martial arts field, that white shadow, Donggong Fu said slowly: "Ask for defeat, you can never be my opponent, otherwise, I will not say that you are just a beam jumping clown."
The dusty and light-browed eyebrows were slightly smashed, but in the end, there was no seizure, but the beautiful head was shaken: "No, if you do n’t beat me with your own hands, I ’m dusty and I ca n’t easily admit defeat . "
Hearing the words, Donggong Fu exhaled a little, but said nothing more. He stood up from his seat and walked slowly towards the center of the martial arts court.
Click! Click!
The sound of Donggong Fu's footsteps seems to contain a strong inner power of the emperor, which easily suppressed the noise outside the court.
With every step he took, the whole earth followed a faint shaking.
Obviously, he deliberately walked out of such a heavy pace. He wanted to prove to everyone here that her Donggong Fu was the real protagonist of this heroic society.
Dong Gongfu finally came to the position about 30 feet in front of Chen Feiyan and stood still. Then, he flipped his hands and took out his ink-colored sword. With a predominant attitude, he looked at Chen Feiyan indifferent: By using the heart of streamer, you can easily defeat you. I will never use my heart of streamer in front of a clown who jumps on the beam. "
war!
The non-smooth temper is quite simple, and no more nonsense is said. The delicate toes are even a little on the ground. With this power, the whole person and the pink war sword hold In a straight line, the meteor stared toward the east palace, and burst away.
Donggong Fu no longer said much, immediately holding a small ink sword, quickly greeted.
"Ping Pong Ping Pong!"
Suddenly, the two were furiously fighting together, and two white figures, in the center of the martial arts field, were constantly intertwined.
And that huge wave of waves was also violently followed, impacting the four sides, impacting on the chest of everyone in the field appearance, as if it was an invisible blunt device, and the impact was fierce, which was quite impressive. Uncomfortable.
Donggong Fu is indeed very strong, but Dian Feiyan is also the ultimate champion of the White Tigers, and naturally it is quite weak.
As time went on, the battle between the two became more and more intense. The two intertwined figures struck from the ground to the air, and from the air to the ground. It was impossible to tell who was who.
It took half an hour to move, and the two people's intertwined figure suddenly stopped suddenly and stopped quietly.
When everyone looked at it, they saw Dong Gong Fu's ink-colored sword, which had already stood still on the large chest of Chen Feiyan. As long as Dong Gong Fu was pushed gently, the sharp ink-colored sword would be fine. Easy to penetrate the dusty and non-smooth heart.
Du Fei stood there in a daze, and there was a glimpse of horror on that elegant little face.
"I have said that, in my eyes, you are nothing but a clown."
Looking at the dust in front of him, Donggong Fu said lightly: "If it is not the rules of the competition system, it can only be ordered until the end. I believe that now you are already a corpse."
After finishing his speech, he collected the ink-colored sword and stopped looking at the dust and smoke. He turned around slowly, and there was always an indifference in his body.
Dust Feiyan also put away the pink war sword and retired silently. However, there was no loss of the loser on his face.
She was able to hold on to Dong Gongfu for half an hour. Such a record is actually quite good.
"Xuanwu's ultimate game is Dongfang Fu, against Baihu's final game is Dongfei Fu, and in the end, Donggong Fu wins."
Phoenix Ancestor announced the result, paused, and then said: "According to the format, the semi-finals and finals will be consecutive games, then, next, will be the finals."