Chapter 114: Cold-blooded battle

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On the core platform of the Lingyuan, the cold-blooded ice was very cold. He stabbed him and smashed it, and the steel and steel fell apart. (, the latest chapter visit: ..
At this moment, he was very fast, and his footsteps went to Li Wei’s eyes. The eight martial arts airflows blazed and sparkled, forming a long-lasting crystal war, slamming down.
" "
Li Yu's ‘color’ sinked and quickly sneaked out, and the trench was on the battle platform. For a long time, the wood chips were
chaotic
flying, leaving a small ditch deep on the steel and wood.
"kill!"
Li Xiaojiao snorted, the narrow sword crashed into the air, and the eight martial arts airflows formed a broken blade and a residual sword. The air was smashed and killed to cold blood.
Prefectural level martial arts - disabled "chaos"!
"唰唰"
A broken blade and a remnant sword were all hit, like a hurricane with a blade, shrouded in a square, and ‘forced’ cold blood and her hard.
"Give me broken!"
The cold voice spit out from the cold-blooded throat. He slammed into the hand, and the momentum exploded suddenly. The eight martial arts airflow rushed into the trenches and turned into a two-foot-wide scorpion, slamming down.
"Dangdang..."
This scorpion is very powerful, and even the battlefields are trembled. When it comes down, it will crush the broken blade and the residual sword, and it will overflow, and on the steel and wood, the "snake" sound will continue. When it sounded, it was actually worn by the 'hole'.
Cold-blooded step by step, the trenches in the hands of the shackles from the shackles, smashed a hole and rushed over.
"Great ridiculous!"
Li Yu's ‘color’ sank, she did not think that the cold-blooded realm of Mo Yunzong’s top-level martial arts, but it’s even more powerful than the
rebellious
.
But now, she has no retreat, only one battle!
"Disarmed chaos" 诀 second style - "chaos" 斩!"
She raised a narrow sword, and eight martial arts airflows came in one after another. For a time, the light rayed four times, and the air around them was like a water wave.
This is just a start-up style. It is such a powerful one. It is not a comparison between cold feathers and Qian Gao. It is also an eight-level martial artist, but Li Wei is even more tyrannical.
"咻咻"
Facing the sun, all the broken blades and the residual swords flew out and packed all around. With Li Wei’s narrow sword, all the knives flew toward the cold blood.
This blow is not as big as it was before, but the power is not the same!
When the broken blade and the residual sword flew over, the steel and wood broke open instantly. After it, it also carried the heaven and the earth's mysterious tail flame, which was very scattered, like a road, or dust.
"The big ridiculously broken reads;!"
Cold and indifferent, the remnant 'chaos' has completely locked him, and the attacking fan is big, he can't escape. [There are almost all the books I want to read. It is much more stable than the average station. There is no advertisement for the whole text. ]
What's more, he simply wanted to be a hard-headed person and completely defeated Li Wei.
His power, no need to cover up!
In the meantime, the trenches trembled a little, and the eight martial arts airflows rushed straight up, forming a wide warfare that was wide and sharp, and the brilliance sparkled and slammed down.
"Boom!"
The trenches were smashed through the steel and wood, and the entire battle platform was shaking, followed by the wide warfare, and the came out, "squeaking" a few times, then smashed the cruel, plowing There is a blank road.
"when"
Then, it was on the narrow sword, so that the narrow sword was bent down. Li Wei was swept away by this fierce force, and her arm was numb, and she was almost discounted.
She snorted, and there was a trace of blood on her lips. Obviously, she had been injured and she was injured.
"Wes!"
Under the battle platform, everyone at Lingwu College lost their ‘color’ and was completely misfiring. They knew that Li Wei was very strong, but in front of the cold-blooded, it was still a lot of color.
Even the solitary rainy moon and the next day are all dark, and they know that cold blood is too powerful. Li Wei is afraid of losing.
"This is cold blood!"
Mo Yunzong was all struggling to throw a punch. They felt the power and felt a kind of pride. It was given by cold blood.
"Come on, come up with your strongest combat power, or you won't have a chance."
Cold-blooded and standing, the corners of the mouth are slightly sloppy, blowing the hair in front of the forehead, wild, chic, cold blood gives the best interpretation.
Obviously, he can see it. Li Wei did not do his best, otherwise it is impossible to rank in the top five in the spirit house.
"You are really strong, but it does not mean invincible!"
Li Yan frowned, and the eyes were shining with fire. Since the beginning of Mo Ling war, she has been pushing all the way, but now she has to fight the strongest.
"war!"
She snorted, her hands slowly open, a stronger force, rising up, on her arm, a road emerged.
First, the eight martial arts airflow, followed by the ninth ceremonial airflow also emerged.
Nine-level martial arts!
This is the real strength of Li Wei!
At this moment, her hair was flying slowly, her clothes fluttering, and the whole person exuded a fierce momentum.
"kill!"
She bounced up, and Wu Jing’s airflow rushed to the narrow sword. She was in her hands and fought her sword to kill the reads.
"Hey..."
The remnants of the knife flew out, the broken blade flashed, they all gathered together, the momentum is completely different, this is the formation of nine martial arts airflow, one hit and kill, the steel-wood battle platform, on the spot, collapsed one by one big fist hole.
"Nine-level warrior!"
The cold-blooded smile, the ridiculous shot, directly banged in the past, a trench smashed the broken blade, the residual sword, and made a fierce sound of sound, but after a while, the trench was dimmed, by the disabled' The chaos was cut off in one fell swoop.
"咻咻"
Li Yuchong came, with the remnant 'chaos', and immediately drowned the cold-blooded, and in the cold-blooded place, the steel and wood were broken, and surrounded by irregular holes.
"Hey..."
The cold-blooded god's color is light. He waved the trenches and blocked the broken blade and the broken knife. The whole person was smashed by a squad, and a flash broke. The arm and the big 'leg' were stabbed and blood. It is slowly pouring out.
"when!"
Followed by, Li Wei was killed, and the narrow sword fell from the air.
And the cold blood is still calm, the trenches are raised, the assassination of the past, "squeaky", everyone's ears have a feeling of deafness.
Hey!
Cold blood has retired three major steps, with a face of 'tidal' red, and the 'chest' mouth has been scratched by a mouth. If it is not that he is hiding fast enough, he is likely to be seriously injured by that sword.
"What, the cold-blooded brother was actually injured?"
Mo Yunzong’s disciples glimpsed an unbelievable appearance. They knew that cold-blooded blood was strong, so they also knew more about Li Wei, the ninth-level martial artist. How terrible it was.
"Li Wei's sister, defeat the cold-blooded!" The disciples of Lingwu College hold their fists.
"Pity!"
Ling Feng shook his head and sighed, Li Wei is very good, but in front of the cold blood, after all, it is a lot worse.
"Roar"
Sure enough, the cold blood snorted and the eyes sparkled. "The nine-level martial artist is really powerful, but you are still not enough!"
The low power rushed out of his dantian, and finally the ninth ceremonial airflow, unreservedly emerged.
Nine-level martial arts, not just Li Wei!
"Today, you still have to lose, no one can stop me from qualifying for the quarterfinals!"
Cold blood raised his head, wild and overbearing.
He trembled across the ‘chest’ mouth, and immediately smashed it out, and the ridiculousness was completely swayed, shaped like a dragon, and the sound of the cymbals sounded clear.
"when"
Li Yushen's 'color' became more and more dignified, and the narrow sword slammed up, and the disfigured 'chaos' was also played. Under the rapid power, the broken knife and the broken blade quickly disintegrated, and she was Hit the fly out.
"kill the reads;!"
Cold-blooded into the uninhabited territory, plundering out, and it is a smashing out, a huge sturdy man, "" shooting out, with the sound of wind and thunder, shining, even the sun has lost the 'color' color.
"Block me!"
Li Wei hurriedly lifted the sword, and the ‘chaos’ knife and the broken blade all rushed up. The power was slightly stronger than before.
It is a pity that everything is in vain. Wherever it is, the remnant 'chaos' breaks and smashes. It pierces a gap and flies out.
Fortunately, Li Wei’s eyes were fast, and the narrow sword was placed in front of the ‘chest’, which blocked the sword hard, or he was afraid that he would be pierced.
That's it, she was slammed to the edge of the battle platform, the ‘chest' fracture broke two, stabbed the five internal organs, let her mouth bleed, red.
"嗖" " "
Immediately, the cold blood blasted 'shot' and came out with a kick. The nine martial arts airflows all blew out, and Li Yi was suddenly put down on the battle platform. The latter's abdomen was sunken and cramped.
Li Wei lost!
This is the truth!
Mo Yunzong ushered in a big victory. Unlike before, Li Wei was a strong contender for the quarter-finals. It was such a defeat, and it was a heavy blow to Lingwu College and Lijia. The morale of many disciples was also It was low.
The solitary rainy moon and the next day are the heavy ‘color’ of the face, and the fighting power of cold blood makes them secretly scared, even if they are not sure to beat the latter.
I want to come, it will be a bad fight!
The elders of Lingwu College shook their heads silently. They had to say that the three masters of Mo Yunzong were extremely strong. Although they had already seen it, they could only rely on themselves.
Cold blood, who can be defeated? !
Mo Yunzong has already been stunned. In their eyes, the nine-level martial artist is already invincible.
"Nine-level martial artists, very good, do not know our Lingwu College, which brothers, sisters can beat him."
Purple rhyme spit out a small , a bit of aphasia at one time.
"I am afraid that it is very difficult, that is, the next day, the solitary rainy month may not be able to do it."
Yunmeng and Lingqing both shook their heads. They saw that the solitary rainy month was very taboo, and the next day was also a frowning contemplation.
"I am afraid, this is not the strongest strength of cold-blooded!" Ling Feng lowered his head and whispered.
The genius of a spiritual 'door' enters the ancestor's door earlier than Li Wei. Is it only that the two styles are ridiculous? Is Li Wei not strong enough to be used?
"Small wind, the fifth battle is you, then Han Tian is said to be at least a seven-level martial artist. Are you sure?"
Ling Qing looked at the meditation of Ling Feng, could not help but frown.
Ling Feng’s flight to Han Xiao’s story has already been passed back to Mo Yunzong. With the 'sexuality' of the Han family, this feud will be reported, and Han Xiao will not keep his hand. She is worried that Ling Feng will suffer losses. .
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