Vol 3 Chapter 428: : Burning

The swordsman was broken, with the momentum of burning the sky, and the scorpion, the blood of the scorpion, suddenly spurred a thorn, and when the air provoked a fierce gun mans, he slammed into the sword.

boom!

The two collided, the color of the explosion, and the sound of the collision between the guns and swords, a terrible wave, the **** and **** red of the carrier, crazy pouring.

That amazing power has attracted everyone's attention to the past, and everyone's heart has taken up an uproar.

"Haha, interesting, no wonder so arrogant, actually a little means."

Seeing Ye Mo once again resisted his own tricks, Wang Tianxiao smiled contemptuously, and immediately took out the sword of the sword behind him.

"The sky is burning, the day is like thunder!"

call!

The sound of the drink fell, and between the moments, the sword of the Shangpin Spirit, the burning sword was slowly rising and turned into the sky.

On the next day, the thunder of silence was entangled, and the fire and the thunder were intertwined, making a loud noise.

Burning the sword and the sword, turning it into the next day, the sky shines brightly, and the height of the sky is as high as the center of a battle. The thunder of the silence of the road shines with the abnormality of the stream, igniting the image of heaven and earth.

"This Wang Tianxiao, actually used the perfection of the scorpio, the thunder of silence, the fire of burning, the strength of the sky, the combination of the three, the power is endless."

One of the masters of the Rakshasa Empire said that in the scene, only the warriors above the heavenly border can see the doorway of this Wang Tianxiao attack.

"Scorpio is strong?"

Ye Mo’s eyes were aware that Wang Tianxiao had used all his strength, and even the strength of the heavens was displayed. At the moment, he frowned.

Moreover, the other party has already provoked the image of the heavens and the earth, and this is only a means to explode.

The realm of the explosion is to detonate its own true elements, to illuminate the image of the heavens and the earth, and to exert the power of the law. Once the image of the heavens and the earth is formed, it will be able to withstand the power of the heavens and the earth.

Stop the opponent immediately.

Ye Moxin immediately flashed a thought. He shot a gun and shot directly into the air. The gunman penetrated the next day, only a slight fluctuation.

"This trick, I used to compete for the top ten, but you completely angered me, I will let you know, bombarded by the thunder of the dead, burning fire to burn the end."

Wang Tianxiao finished, the red light of the fire, overflowing in vain, the thunder of the road, the snakes jumping around like a snake, the light curtains of the road, directly tiling down, shrouded Ye Mo, light In the curtain, there are thunder of silence everywhere, trapped, and will definitely die very badly.

"I broke your light curtain!"

Ye Mo took back the blood of the Tianluo gun, the power of the dragon, mixed with the light of the dragon, suddenly banged out.

boom!

Just a blow, the light curtain began to distort.

"The light of the next day is the real day, and your sword of burning is only a virtual one."

Ye Mo once again blasted a punch, the indestructible light curtain, directly broke a huge mouth, Ye Mo directly smashed out.

"How is it possible? How can you break my light curtain with your bare hands?"

Wang Tian smiled and immediately became shocked. His light curtain was not broken by ordinary people.

"Who is this black boy? Even Wang Tianxiao can't help him."

VIP seats, Razor the Great is also a flash of eyes, staring at Ye Mo.

"My guess is correct, maybe that Wang Tianxiao is not his opponent."

The old man in the Chinese costume was relieved with a long sigh of relief, and his heart was very tense. When he saw Ye Mo breaking the light curtain of Wang Tianxiao, he let go of his heart.

The students of the Rakshasa Academy, which were defeated by Ye Mo, saw this scene and were surprised to say no.

If you say that Ye Mo is facing death in the face of Wang Tianxiao, then at this moment, they have no such enthusiasm in their hearts, and their faces are covered with incredible expressions.

In the high altitude, Ye Mo’s head turned and rushed straight down. Then, in his hand, Tian Luo’s **** rifle was the first to liberate spirituality!

"Tianlu **** gun second style: **** world!"

Boom!

Under the eyes of everyone's attention, a battle word bloody, descending from the sky, with the invincible momentum of the war, slyly posted to Wang Tianxiao.

The **** battle word landed at a very fast speed, rubbing against the air, with **** mood, and rushing away.

The horrible momentum, the pressure of Wang Tianxiao can not open his eyes, he can only motivate the real armor, the burning sword is also across the chest.

The war guns have not yet fallen, and the whole platform has collapsed. A huge explosion has repeatedly sounded. Wang Tianxiao’s figure is unstable. He wants to jump out and finds it very difficult. He suddenly screams and burns in his hands. The sword broke out and slammed out.

A hundred feet burned the sword, and pulled out a vacuum zone. It seemed that the war guns would be opened.

boom!

However, the gun mans of the war word has an unmatchable trend, almost invincible, and the attack is inevitable, and the burning of the sword is immediately broken.

A huge dust filled the air, and everyone's eyes were blurred. All the people were in the collapse of Ye Mo and Wang Tianxiao.

The excitement of this battle is no less than the top ten competition.

However, everyone on the scene knows that there is only one result. No matter whether Wang Tianxiao has blocked the **** battle, it will definitely be lost.

call!

A breeze passed, the dust gradually dissipated, and one person stood proudly, and one person fell to the ground with a wolverine.

Hey!

The earth-shattering screams resounded through the entire Shura field, and even the players who had finished the test were all shocked.

Everyone is stunned and looking at this scene.

Wang Tianxiao, the fifth in the list of the strongest in the Rakshasa Academy, actually lost to an unknown warrior, which is unacceptable to all.

Without paying attention to the eyes of everyone, Ye Mo slowly left the ring.

"That guy is the warrior who played our college students?"

In the Housai District, a young man, looking at Ye Mo, his face is full of gloom.

The man, tall and tall, with a long gun on his back and red arms, and above his right arm, has a Raksha print pattern that surprises everyone.

"The soul of the prince ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He was the one who played the students of our college, no wonder so arrogant, actually defeated Wang Tianxiao."

The man standing behind Luo Ling said in a low voice.

"With his strength, if there is no accident, you should be able to enter the top ten. If you meet me, I will let him know that my students at the Rakshasa Academy are not so good."

Luo Jing smiled coldly, his eyes flashed with a hint of black light.

After the discussion, the sound of the drums resounded again, and the top 100 hit the top 50.

Next, each time Ye Mo's game will attract a lot of attention, the opponents encountered are not as strong as Wang Tianxiao, Ye Mo is still a move to defeat the opponent.

There are still a few people, the performance is equally amazing, one is the master of the Luosha Academy and other strong list, and there is also purple.

However, Luo Jing and others are the geniuses of the Raksha Empire, while Ye Mo and Zi Yi appear out of thin air, like two black horses.

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