Chapter 943: Group out

Was forced to desperate.
The blade has no choice.
Chen Tianfei also screamed, "Getting his eight generations."
The voice fell.
The blade and Han Xueji’s body suddenly used a force, and the force directly rushed into the body of Wang Qingshan.
Also at this moment.
Wang Qingshan lifted his eyes and "pull the sword!"
"boom!"
A sword is out, and the ghost is shocked.
This sword is lightning fast, even faster than lightning.
"Hey!"
A sword is smashed.
The thick defensive shield wall was directly penetrated by a sword, and the disciple of the Xuanwu martial art immediately had a reddish throat and his eyes were dull.
This is not the end.
A sword penetrates the throat of the disciples of the Xuanwu Armed Forces, and the figure of Wang Qingshan also penetrates, and the sword is shocked and changed.
"Hey!"
Another sword, the disciples of the three Suzaku martial arts also followed the throat a little red, and did not dare to move.
It has not stopped yet.
Wang Qingshan’s figure is still flying out, rushing to the disciples of the front of the martial arts martial arts, a sword piercing his throat.
"boom!"
Wang Qingshan's long sword was slightly inserted into the scabbard, and his eyes lifted. He looked at the Ouyang War in the stands, Liu Changkong and the elders of the martial arts, the dean, the voice was cold, and arrogantly said: "All die for me!"

"boom!"
"Hey, hey, hey!"
Five consecutive voices, the five people of the Suzaku team, the throat burst, the blood spurted out of the mouth, and the five people fell to the ground instantly, and died!
A sword kills five people.
This power... super burst!
and.
This sword is too fast, even if it is Ouyang, they have not reacted.
Looking at everything that happened in the ring, many people's brains are twisted, and their consciousness can't react. Why is this?
Why are you going to kill?
What is the power of that sword?
Do not understand!
I don't understand at all.
Ouyang’s scalp is numb, staring at the five people on the ring. They feel very strange. Are they students of the Emperor’s College?
Why is there such a powerful force?
Why didn't he know at all?
That sword... can you resist it?
All the people think that the strength of the mad dragon team is almost exposed, there is no more powerful power, but... the outbreak of this sword just made them suddenly realize that they are wrong!
For half a minute, the whole performance of the martial arts field can be heard, and there is no sound at all.
Even the elders of the Temple of God could not say a word, and they could not understand what power it was.
Wang Qingshan screamed, "What about the target? How about even the enemy of the entire Emperor's College? Want to block the pace of the mad dragon team?"
"Nobody can do it!"
Wang Qingshan, who has been very low-key, also burst into a bang.
His voice also ignited the audience.
"That sword is too strong."
"I rely on, how did he do it?"
"The five people of the Suzaku team were killed by a sword. This is incredible. What are these people who are all heads? Too strong."
......
Song Qianqian looked at them one by one, and his heart was slightly tight. "Really strong!"
Chen Fatzi struggled from the formation and walked to Wang Qingshan's side with a look of excitement. In fact, he was holding Wang Qingshan, whispering: "Brother, hold on!"
That kind of power is what they can't afford now.
Once released, they can cause powerful attacks, but they will also suffer the most powerful damage.
Wang Qingshan’s mind, the sea, and the internal organs were all hit hard, but he did not show it, but used arrogance to cover up the pain.
Wang Qingshan’s body trembled a little, excited:
It’s so cool and arrogant, it’s so exciting, hahaha...

"The mad dragon team wins!"
"entering the finals."
"The next team match, the Qinglong team vs. Xuanwu team."
The referee’s words fell.
Song Qianqian’s mad dragon team had not had time to step down the stage, and the voice of the referee’s elders sounded again.
The Xuanwu team confessed.

"The Qinglong team won and entered the finals."
"In the final of the team, the Qinglong team battled the mad dragon team, please enter the two teams."
I will not give Song Qianqian any chance to breathe.
Ouyang war screamed, "I will see when you can be arrogant!"
"come!"
"keep going."
Ouyang war angered and screamed, "a green dragon team!"
"The disciple is here!"
The five people got up and drank and stood up.
They are the strongest team and the most talented disciple of the Emperor's College. Everyone's cultivation is the peak of blood fairy.
All five of them have reached elder status.
It is even possible to enter the existence of the Heavenly Palace.
Ouyang Zhan looked at them five people and said: "Give me kill them!"
Not afraid of it.
The voice of the five people sank, and they sang together: "Follow!"
The five people were empty and steadily falling on the ring. It is worth noting that this time there was no twin disciple whom Sun Datou said.
All five are high-ranking disciples, and three of them are disciples who were ranked in the top five in the last year.
Very strong!
Super team.
Song Qianqian’s eyebrows are getting stronger and stronger, and the pressure in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.
The game is too unfair?

"fair?"
"Hahaha... This is the Emperor's College. What do I say is what you said, is it unfair to me? Then you don't play." Ouyang war smiled coldly.
Liu Changkong also sneered, saying: "Fair is just an excuse for the weak. Since you are arrogant, you are afraid of what?"
"keep going!"
Ouyang’s gaze swept the audience and said:
Longfei, I know you are hiding in a corner. I will never let you participate in two competitions at the same time.

"You will see your brother with your own eyes, your woman is really on the stage, hahaha..."
His voice caused a low-pitched discussion.
but.
As Ouyang war said, no one will remember the losers, they will only remember the strong, this is an era in which the strong is respected.
Weak?
No one will ever mention it.
"Give you a minute to prepare, if you don't enter the ring one minute later, even if you give up the game," the referee said slightly.
Chen Fatzi screamed very uncomfortably. "Too bully."
Ouyang War is an old man who bullies you, and it is against you, it makes you feel uncomfortable.
Song Qianqian said: "The more we target us, the more we must win, we must not lose face to Longfei."
"The last final."
"I give up the position, Mandala, you." Song Qianqian said that she is the strongest of these people and the strongest attacking force.
but.
Just a sword from Wang Qingshan let her know that their two-month secret training had cultivated a super-combination force that she could not integrate into.
Chen Tianfei said: "Wang Qingshan can't support it."
Song Qianqian looked at Sakura and said: "You replace Wang Qingshan."
Sakura focuses on nodding, "Good!"

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