Vol 2 Chapter 2200: Identity

Like a boulder hitting the ground!
The platform shook abruptly, as if the sky broke and the earth cracked, and the majestic coercion surged instantly, forming an invisible barrier!
In the next moment, Wu Youlan's sword light volleyed into the air, but unfortunately, when he hit the barrier, it seemed as if a mud cow entered the sea and fell into utter silence.
Just like this quietly disappearing in the sky!
"hiss!"
Everyone took a breath!
Looking at the figure in white clothes and the monk in Xuanpao, his eyes were uncertain!
"Who are they?"
Zhu Tai was humbled, obviously full of strangeness to the sudden two!
Cui Taihao shook his head and said, "I don't know, could it be the arrogant of the Young Master Camp? However, even the Eighth Young Masters have come back in defeat, and the rest of the juniors are eligible to compete for the top eight league positions?"
He was puzzled.
"I don't think so."
Shen Donghan's complexion darkened, revealing a dignified touch, and said: "This young monk in the profound robe has only used 50% profound pressure with one hand. Wu Youlan's sword intent is triple true meaning, and its power is comparable to the extraordinary Wuxuan."
Zhu Taixu was extremely surprised, and said, "Five percent Xuan pressure dispelled Transcendent Wu Xuan? Sword King, are you sure you read it right?"
Shen Donghan also endured the tremor in his heart, and took a long breath: "Yes, this young monk cultivates the meaning of Wuzhen, and the gestures can be wonderful, and the strength should not be under Wu Youlan."
The discussions of the three masters were not small, and they spread to the ears of others.
Lu Chunqiu also squinted, apparently surprised at the coming changes, he said: "What are the identities of these two people? Dare to blatantly interfere with the progress of the Hundred Leagues?"
At this time, not to mention that many masters are making waves, even if there are tens of thousands of spectators, the disciples of the Heavenly Kings camp are staring at the platform in a daze.
Obviously, he didn't know much about the man in white clothes and the monk in the mysterious robe.
But seeing Ji Yao glance at the sword net in the sky, the corner of his mouth smiled slightly.
He opened his right palm, clenched into a fist shape, and his long fist blasted out!
This white robe sleeve fist waved, the sound of rushing water was lingering, the flowing water rippled, there were four auras flashing, they were four strange charms, namely green, white, Zhu, and Xuan!
"Be careful!"
Wu Youlan squeezed the handle of the knife and gave an order; beside him, the demon Rulong, Sun Beifeng, Hou Qing, Xuefeng, and Bingxuntian were like enemies!
Although they don't know the identity of the two, just judging by the young monk Hei Chu shaking the ground and the white-clothed man the talisman, they are rare rivals in the world, at least not under Ying Xuan!
"take it easy."
Ji Yao smiled faintly, the Four Spirit Talisman did not attack Wu Youlan and the others, but instead slammed to the side, the target was the Sword Fairy God Net!
Boom, lightly touched, there were two huge shocks, I saw that the sword net was stripped and dissipated, and the sharp meaning was faded. Ji Hai and Long Xiao were released!
Long Xiao was panting, sweating profusely, and his expression was bitter.
Although the Jianxian Shennet won't hurt their lives, they are trapped in the sword aura, and they resist it all the time.
If it weren't for Senior Brother Ji Yao's move, and a small half of the incense, they would try their best to fall.
"Ji, Senior Brother Ji Yao, Senior Brother Killing..."
Several people were respectful and barely clasped their fists!
"You were slightly injured, step down to repair."
Ji Yao held his hands with no expression on his face.
"Yes!" The few people did not dare to speak more, and gave orders to step down without a word of complaint.
This scene caused the audience to fall into dead silence.
Blaming a few young respecters is like blaming a younger generation, what are these two people coming from!
"Who are they!" Chu Huai's pupils shrank in the audience.
"I don't know, the Wind and Rain Records of the Four Spirits Colossus did not record these two people at all. Maybe they were foreign aid." Sun Jianli searched his memory, but couldn't give an answer.
Xiong Lin said in a panic: "The battle that was originally secured, but with the two playing, it seems to have completely changed!"
"That's right." Shen Qingluan was worried: "These two breaths are extraordinary. The mysterious robe monk has cultivated the meaning of Wuzheng, and the most terrifying thing is that white-clothed man. I can feel his spirit fluctuations, even more than Brother Wu. Be awesome!"
Just as everyone speculated about the identities of the mysterious two.
The young monk Xuanpao suddenly smiled and said:
"In the Lower Four Elephants Realm, Tu Fotian is proud of his disciples, killing Xumi!"
Sun Jianli's eyes shrank suddenly and said, "It's him!"
On the stage, the demon like a dragon, Sun Beifeng, and Hou Qing looked at each other and became speechless!
Only Wu Youlan seemed to have predicted it a long time ago, squinted her eyes, and looked at Ji Yao lightly:
"My lord, it should be..."
"Yes."
Ji Yao looked at Wu Youlan and smiled elegantly:
"In the Lower Four Elephants Realm, the eldest son of the Ji clan, Wu Zhen Ji Yao!"
One stone caused a thousand waves!
Tens of thousands of warriors suddenly lost their voices!
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