Chapter 647: Change gameplay

Ling Fei, ranked by the land, was easily defeated by Song Xuanzhou, and the shock was much higher than the two disciples of Lily Shengzong.

Therefore, the martial artists of all walks of life immediately compared!

I'm even more fussy.

的 The guy who has played in three games is not panting, obviously he hasn't moved yet!

Couldn't it be said that the disciples of Wanguzong who had only five or six grades were already strong enough to fight the king of war?

Elder Emperor Yujian Shengzong frowned.

My disciples were defeated, and then they used swords on their necks to defeat them too quickly!

Unacceptable, unbearable!

"Fang Qingye."

Elder Yu Jian Shengzong said, "Come out ..."

"Elder Shi."

Cheng Huixin stopped and said, "He came to challenge me, the Lily Sect, and asked Guizong to watch the battle."

"It doesn't matter."

Xun Jun often shrugged with a smile, and looked awkward, saying: "Today, I am here in Donghaozhou, and I welcome all parties to send disciples to challenge!"

The people of the Imperial Sword Emperor Sect can be counted in the epic quest. What about the disciples in the same state?

A little, look forward!

"This guy is crazy!"

"Does he think we are out of Donghao?"

"Tolerable 孰 Unbearable!"

Wu Dong Haozhou's forces and fighters were instantly provoked. If they were not in Lily's Sect, they would have sent outstanding disciples to fight!

Chang Mu's mouth twitched.

We are here to challenge Lily Shengzong, not to challenge the entire Donghao state!

As long as you can complete the epic task in excess, Jun Changxiao dare to declare war on the entire state!

"Monarch Sovereign."

Cheng Chenghui raised his hand and said lightly, "The disciples of Guizong are powerful, and my zong must also take it seriously."

"brush!"

A graceful figure flew from a distance and landed lightly on the martial arts ground.

That is a beautiful woman in her twenties, with dark black hair scattered behind, looking very agile.

"Jiang Qingyu!"

"Self-discipline!"

"Lily Shengzong is finally serious!"

"That guy must lose!"

Wu Dong Haozhou warrior was immediately excited!

Xun Jun often smiled and shook her head: "Elder Cheng, you should have been serious long before you would be interesting."

"Xuanzhou."

"Play with someone and stop being humble."

The corners of the mouth were slightly drawn.

Bian Qian let three second-rate disciples with good qualifications drop out one after another. How can you fight if you are serious?

Xi Zong mainly let himself go?

Xu Song Xuanzhou shook his head and said, "Girl, please."

Woohoo!

As soon as the chanting voice fell, Jiang Qingyu's hands were staggered, and the whole body suddenly burst into a tsunami-like momentum!

"Warlord!"

"This disciple disciple is King Wu!"

武 exclaimed martial artists.

弟 The disciple has reached the king level, and it is indeed a second-rate sect with full knowledge!

Wu Dong Haozhou warrior sneered.

Boy.

Do you still think?

Whimper

Jiang Qingyu waved his hands, and the pervasive momentum quickly condensed a substantive palm print in the mid-air and pressed towards Song Xuanzhou!

The understanding of the attributes of heaven and earth at the level of the king is obviously stronger than that of the sect, so when she performed martial arts similar to the method of the master, she immediately envied many young juniors who were stuck at the level of Wu Zong.

"Landslides!"

Xu Song Xuanzhou strode up, his fists violently waved in the void, forming dense fist marks, facing the big palm pressed down!

"Cut."

Everyone disdains.

It is undeniable that this guy's boxing skills are very good, but to compete with a king of martial arts is nothing more than to hit the stone with eggs!

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise came.

I only saw the fist prints that carried the power of landslides, combed on the big palm that was pressed down, and then instantly cracked!

The smile of the warrior I saw suddenly freezes.

"Broken!"

At this moment, Song Xuanzhou stepped on the ground with his foot, and his right fist was immediately shrouded in flames.

That guy is a firefighter!

Kuang Banglong

Before everyone was shocked, Song Xuanzhou's fist under the blessing of the flame directly crushed the bitterly supported palm print!

"噗!"

Jiang Qingyu stepped back a few steps, and a blood spurted out.

brush!

Xuan Song Xuanzhou came in great strides, and the whole body was suddenly filled with hot flames, saying: "The light of the firefly, I can compete with Haoyue!"

Boom!

The hot flames instantly turned into a series of fire punches, bombarded frantically!

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Jiang Qingyu backed up one after another, directly back to the performance martial arts field, and then difficult to support, his face pale and fell to the ground.

Whimper

火焰 The flames that pervaded the whole body gradually restrained, and Song Xuanzhou stood proudly, arching his hand: "Here is the way!"

Even if the opponent is a woman, he will not show mercy.

"Ding! Defeat Lily Shengzong Disciple × 3!"

Uh ...

There was silence outside Yan Yanwu.

Wu Dong Haozhou's warriors all widened their eyes.

Lily Shengzong sent Xiu Xiu's self-discipline disciple to reach the King of Wu, but he still lost.

that moment.

Their faces seemed to have been severely pumped dozens of times, and there was a burning pain.

The stubborn frowned.

万 This Wanzong disciple was surprised by the martial arts of the fire department, but the breath was still at the sect level when they attacked. How could a warrior who could fight have no power to fight back!

Tell the truth.

Even if he does not use the strength of the Wuwang level, Song Xuanzhou can defeat the first-level Wuwang like Jiang Qingyu.

Because there is absolute repression regardless of qualifications, physical body, and psionic energy.

"Elder Cheng."

Xun Jun often smiled and said lightly: "This is also true of your personal disciples."

At this moment.

He is qualified to be arrogant!

"Click!"

Cheng Chengxin clenched her fists.

Since the beginning, Wan Guzong has not changed his second disciple, but his side has lost three of them in a row, and there is also a King of Wu, which is really unacceptable.

"Sovereign."

Xu Song Xuanzhou said: "I'm a bit tired."

四 He has been pretending for four games in a row, and he is a little embarrassed.

"Sovereign."

上 Li Shangtian said: "Can I fight?"

"Go."

"Yes!"

Li Shangtian stepped on the Wuchang, replaced Song Xuanzhou, and then swept the Lily Shengzong disciples, hooked his fingers and said: "Girls, let the horses come."

This action, this tone, how cheap!

"Elder!"

A Lily Shengzong disciple couldn't bear it, "the disciple is willing to fight!"

"Go ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Cheng Hui said.

她 In her opinion, this newly-born elder disciple is much weaker than Song Xuanzhou in terms of breath, and his strength should not be too high.

Uh ...

On Yan Yan Wuchang, the two reported their names to each other.

brush!

上 Li Shangtian didn't think that the lady had the priority to attack, so he rushed forward on the vertical clouds without giving the opponent any chance, and then performed a landslide crack.

Boom!

The psionic energy can spread and disturb the battlefield.

"噗通!"

Not long after, the fighting Lily Shengzong disciple was beaten out.

"Assign."

上 Li Shangtian grinned, and the more he looked the less he looked.

"Hey."

Xun Jun often shrugged with a smile and said, "Elder Cheng, the disciples of Guizong are really too dishy."

Cheng Chenghui was so angry that his hands were shaking.

"Let's go, change the game."

Xun Jun often laughed: "Every disciple of my sect played ten disciples with yours, how about losing one game?"