"Dang Dang Dang"

After several rounds, Qiu Yongyan retreated hundreds of feet, obviously at a disadvantage.

"It turns out that it's really a silver-like wax gun tip, a pretty boy who only looks at it but doesn't use it!" Lei Zhen laughed loudly.

"Seeking death!" Qiu Yongyan's expression changed. He withdrew the gun in his hand and raised it high above his head. Immediately, a gun silhouette that was a hundred times taller and stronger than the gun in his hand appeared above his head!

"Dragon Pan Soul-Destroying Spear, kill!"

With a loud shout, a golden spiritual power wrapped around the silver figure like a coiled dragon, flying towards Lei Zhen with great momentum!

"Damn, this pretty boy is crazy, he actually kills him!" Lei Zhen saw this posture and didn't dare to be careless at all. He swung the copper hammer in his hand, blocking the air in front of him.

"clang!"

After a violent shock, Lei Zhen flew out and landed hundreds of feet away.[

"Ahem, pretty boy, you're cruel!" Lei Zhen stood up with difficulty, glanced at Qiu Yongyan who looked even paler, flew out of the ring, and left the field without looking back to find a place to heal his injuries!

Because the rules of the game are that you can win by winning three games in a row, so Qiu Yongyan did not expect that he would be forced to use a trick in the first game, and he couldn't help but regret it. He originally thought that winning three games with his own strength would not be enough.

Easily, the first appearance left a clear impression on Nangong Susu, but I didn't expect that the first appearance of Lei Zhen would be so powerful.

Seeing this situation at this time, there were many people who wanted to take advantage, and soon a tall and thin monk came forward.

Although this person's real strength is definitely weaker than Qiu Yongyan, the move just now consumed him too much, and he didn't have any top-notch restorative elixir, so he was naturally unable to do what he wanted and regretfully retreated.

Qiu Yongyan did not stay either. Although he was not injured, he had to recover his spiritual power first.

The restriction of winning three games in a row has taken effect at this time. Even if someone gets a bargain, there are still two people behind, so there are really not many people who can win three games in a row. When fifty people are walking on the stage

After one lap, there were only five people left who could continue the race.

Among these five people, He Mengdong is still there, but he also suffered some injuries in the fight with the third person, and the rest of the game was obviously very difficult.

The three people Yicheng is optimistic about are also here at this time. Naturally, they will not be stupid enough to find opponents of equal strength at the beginning and let others reap the benefits.

After the fifth player won two games in a row, only He Mengdong and three others were left.

At this time, a disciple of the Nangong family who was in the late stage of the Tribulation said to the monks present: "Besides these five winners, are there anyone else who wants to participate in the competition? If not, the next round of competition will begin. The remaining competitions will only require

You can stop and rest after winning a game, and then continue the game after recovering your spiritual power!"

The previous question is just a formality. The Mahayana monks who came here have already completed the competition, and there are still those in the Tribulation Stage who will come to seek death without any problems.

But now a monk in blue shirt on the field had already won two games, so naturally he would not stay and continue fighting with others, so he walked out of the ring!

"Why are you stepping down in such a hurry? Didn't you only win two games? Are you giving in to me?"

At this moment, a young monk from Qingshan appeared next to the ring. This man was not handsome, but he had regular features. His seemingly teasing words stunned the Mahayana monk who had already flown to the edge of the ring.

He glanced at the person on stage, and then burst into laughter, as if he had encountered something that made him extremely happy.[

"Boy, you want to participate in the competition?"

"Why, can't you? I still don't have enough to live for fifty thousand yuan!"

"Huh, I'm really looking for death. Unfortunately, if I kill you, I'll lose my qualifications!" The blue-shirted monk said with disdain, a look of murderous intention on his face.

"That's what I want to say, you are so lucky. If it weren't for the sake of continuing to participate in the competition, I would kill you!"

"What are you talking about? Huh, no matter how big or small, you are still the first one to yell in front of me, Li Shaofeng, in the later stage of the Tribulation. Although I can't kill you, I will let you know what is worse than death!

"

The person who took the stage was naturally Yicheng. Seeing the killing intent and anger in Li Shaofeng's eyes, Yicheng didn't feel nervous at all.

Li Shaofeng had already rushed towards Yicheng angrily, but he didn't even use his magic weapon and wanted to knock Yicheng off the stage with his bare hands.

"Bang!"

Li Shaofeng hit Yicheng with one punch, but unfortunately Yicheng did not fly out as he imagined.

Yicheng raised his head and looked at Li Shaofeng with a half-smile: "Are you really the Mahayana? You can't be fake, right?"

As soon as Yicheng finished speaking, his fists followed.

"Bang!"

It's the same punch, but the effect is completely different.

Li Shaofeng couldn't help but throw an arc, leaving a trail of blood in the air, and fell under the ring.

"Who is this person? He knocked away a Mahayana monk with one punch. You monster!"

"He must have hidden his cultivation. If he can defeat the Mahayana during the Tribulation Period, he will not be able to do so once in thousands of years!"

"Yes, yes, that's him. I know this guy. The last time he participated in the Minshan Sect's martial arts contest to recruit a bride in Tiangang Realm, he kicked away a Mahayana monk. Oh my God, why does this man fail every time he competes to recruit a bride?

If you participate, how many will he marry?"

Hearing this, many monks who had been to the Minshan Sect screamed. It was indeed the man who kicked Pan Fanlin away.

"Physical refining monk, there is such a body refining technique in the late stage of transcending the tribulation. It's really good!" The muscular man looked like he was gearing up, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

Even He Mengdong was shocked by the appearance of Yicheng. He had not seen Yicheng last time. Although he had heard about it later, he still couldn't believe it when he saw it with his own eyes. Now that he heard the discussion below, he naturally knew that this was Yicheng.

.

And Yicheng actually came to participate in the martial arts competition again to recruit a bride. What is his purpose? After marrying Yunzhu, does he want to marry Susu again? How could this person be like this? Or he is also here to cause trouble. Yunzhu has been waiting for thousands of years. Is it possible?

Is he such a guy who is greedy for beauty and power? He must have been targeted by Su Su last time when he appeared. Now He Mengdong is even thinking of fighting for his life.

Yicheng punched Li Shaofeng away. He did not stop, but walked directly onto the ring to see the four people who were still qualified to participate in the competition. Then he pointed at the muscular man and hooked his fingers!

Provocation, naked provocation!

However, Yi Cheng has no choice now. In the second round, only these three people and He Mengdong are left. He is afraid that if He Mengdong loses, even if he beats the others down, there will be no way to end it later.

It is estimated that the Nangong family will not allow someone to come up and cause trouble! Or marry Nangong Susu directly. Just kidding, let alone how Yunzhu will settle the score with him, Yi Chengdu can't stand Nangong Susu's weird character.

So he could only reluctantly send these three people away first, and he also had to provoke them arrogantly, lest He Mengdong didn't know the situation and rushed up first.

The muscular man who was provoked by Yicheng did not show any anger at this time. He walked to the opposite side of Yicheng with a calm expression and said: "You are indeed very strong. Unfortunately, the period of transcending tribulation is the period of transcending tribulation. You can deal with those rubbish. If you want to win,

I’ll tell you when you enter the Mahayana stage!”

After hearing this, Yicheng's view of this person changed a bit. He was not that kind of brute who only had muscles but no brains.

"Haha, what you said makes sense, but unfortunately you are wrong about one thing. You overestimate yourself!"

As Yicheng said this, he had already started the Ten Thousand Saints Golden Body Judgment!

"You are turning out to be the Ten Thousand Saints Golden Body Art. Tsk tsk, even I, Li Zhang, can't help but have the idea of ​​killing people and seizing the treasure. It's a pity, this place is not suitable!"

With a smile on his face, Yicheng rushed towards Li Zhang directly.

"The power of all things!" Li Zhang did not hesitate, and used his body refining technique. His muscles increased sharply again, and he crashed into Yicheng.

"boom!"

The collision between the two made the entire venue tremble. Are these still humans? They are simply two humanoid tyrannosaurs.

"Bang! Bang!,,,"

"Damn it, what is this kid made of? How can he be stronger than me!"

Li Zhang cursed, his power of all things is famous for its great strength. He refined this body refining technique to the seventh level. Even in the middle stage of Mahayana, there are few who can defeat him, but now the two of them are fighting hand to hand.

, he actually fell behind, what a monster, thinking about what Yicheng said just now, he knew from the bottom of his heart that it was not that he overestimated himself, but that he underestimated Yicheng.

"Bang!"

After another collision, Yicheng retreated more than ten feet, while Li Zhang retreated nearly thirty feet before regaining his balance.

After flexing his numb right arm, Li Zhang sighed. He had been fighting for a long time, but in the end he fell down. It was really hard to accept.

"You are indeed very strong, but I, Li Zhang, have never admitted defeat. If you take the next punch, you will win. If I don't, I don't know whether you will live or die!"

After Li Zhang finished speaking, he clasped his hands together, and then his whole body began to spin rapidly.

What surprised Yicheng was that the spiritual energy around him converged on Li Zhang's clasped hands.

A huge fist gradually formed. When the fist reached three feet, Li Zhang's speed had reached the extreme.

Just listen to him shout: "Wanxiang Fist, go!"

The three-foot-long fist turned into a running loud noise and rushed towards Yicheng.

Yicheng's expression also became serious, this guy's attack was really not weak.

"kill!"

Yicheng also shouted loudly, and the spiritual power from his body spurted out and quickly gathered into a ball at Yicheng's right fist. Then Yicheng poured out all the spiritual power into a dragon shape and punched the giant elephant shadow.

This attack gathered all the spiritual power of the two men, and the monks present couldn't help but hold their breath.

"What kind of monster is this? Is this still the period of transcending tribulation?" an elder of the Nangong family said in disbelief.

Nangong An's expression also changed. He looked at his daughter aside, and his heart gradually changed: I don't know if this kid has any strong background. If he can join the Nangong family, it will be a blessing for our Nangong family! He will have it during the tribulation period.

Such strength would be unparalleled in the Mahayana stage.

But when Su Su saw the battle below, she became even more anxious. How could there be such a powerful person? How could Mengdong defeat them? Well, it would be best to let both of them suffer losses, or one of them be killed.

If he dies, the other one will be disqualified!

If Yicheng knew Nangong Susu's thoughts at this time, he would probably faint with anger: You crazy girl didn't do it on your own. I worked hard for you, but I was cursed like this. Hey, what kind of vision does He Mengdong have!

One dragon and one elephant roared with the roar of the dragon, and finally collided with each other, blasting a deep pit hundreds of feet across the center of the arena.

"boom,,,"

After the loud noise, Yicheng flew backwards. The aftermath of the explosion was so great that even with his physical strength, he suffered some minor injuries.
Chapter completed!