"Boom...boom boom boom..."

Ning Tao's eyes were red, and his spear was like a dragon. The sharp spear light was like the sharpest sword in the world.

If you touch it, you will be injured, if you touch it, you will die.

The sharp tip of the spear had turned into a black dot.

Trembling.

That was a terrifying level of speed and strength.

The edge of the emperor's weapon was stimulated at this moment.

However, it was just a royal weapon, how could Sikong Xin not have it in his hand? The long sword in his hand was completely white, with a jagged light and a psychedelic effect. Once it was dazzled, it was basically equivalent to being sentenced to death.

But this little trick is of no use to Ning Tao.

Both of them are proud people.

When they fight each other, it's a head-to-head match.

However, once Bai Luo was used, the Sun Fire Essence was also activated and covered with a layer of flames, which caused a lot of trouble to Sikong Xin and was quite troublesome.

"Damn..."

Sikong Xin cursed, feeling angry.

In fact, the last time I was burned out, my hair and eyebrows have not grown back yet.

This was a huge blow to him who values ​​handsomeness.

The nine illusory swords merged into one, the space was instantly cut and divided into two, and the spiritual energy gathered crazily.

"Imperial Law, Nine Tribulations Unified!"

"Cut~"

Seeing this, Ning Tao sneered and said, "After all these years, do you only know these tricks?"

Bai Luo swayed, gathering all the strength in his body.

"Taboo, man can conquer heaven!"

"break!"

He has a powerful aura, as if he is ruling the world.

The will to defy the heavens was fully revealed at this moment, and it even transformed into a shadow that defied the heavens. He was not afraid of the sky, unwilling to accept his fate, and vowed to defy the heavens throughout his life.

Thunder Emperor and Mo Baiwan raised their eyebrows. This kind of will was very impressive to soldiers like them.

The person who created this method must be extraordinary.

But on the other side, the Overlord Sect representative's face became more and more serious. Why did the fight last so long? An eight-level player fought against a four-level player, exerting all his strength, but they were still evenly matched.

So many powerful forces are watching.

Isn't it embarrassing?

He immediately coughed and said impatiently: "Okay, after playing for so long, it's time to end this boring game."

These words were entirely meant for Sikong Xin.

Everyone raised their eyebrows and curled their lips secretly. To put it nicely, who is a discerning person who can't see that this battle is a stalemate? It was even more fierce and tragic than Mo Xian's battle just now.

Is it possible that there is another trump card?

Mo Baiwan's brows were frowning, and he was regretting why he didn't pass on his secret knowledge to his younger brother earlier. This failure was a big blow to him.

"well……"

I wonder if Ning Tao can do it?

At this time, when Sikong Xin heard this, his eyes flashed coldly, it was time to end, he immediately stopped, his whole body thundered, his strength surged, he felt the sharp sound of breaking wind coming from behind, and he turned around and punched.

You can see that there is a layer of divine light attached to the fist.

"The power of the Overlord...!"

"Go to hell!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened.

Especially Mo Xian, his breath was suffocated and his pupils shrank. Here comes another move. I am afraid that the power of this punch can withstand the edge of the emperor's weapon.

I still have a dull pain in my chest.

It was as if an old wound had resurfaced.

At this time, Ning Tao's pupils shrank sharply. This punch was too tricky and cruel, and his momentum was too strong. It was too late to dodge. Since he couldn't dodge, he had no choice but to strike, and golden light erupted all over his body.

Sprint.

"Want to kill me? In the next life!"

"Roar ah ah ah..."

"Bang...chi..."

Both of them were madmen. They used the method of exchanging injuries for injuries. They punched Ning Tao directly in the chest and without any accident, knocked him away.

With a "wow" sound, he vomited blood.

However, this shot filled with compressed flames also opened a long wound on Sikong Xin's body.

The flesh and blood are "sizzling".

"Damn bastard, cough, poof~" Sikong Xin vomited blood, took a few steps back and cursed, and Yang energy entered his body.

Suddenly there was a heart-burning pain.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

However, even though he suffered such a serious injury, as long as he can win this game, everything will be worth it.

I saw Sikong Xin looking up, with a sinister smile on his lips, but he heard screams in the audience, and his pupils couldn't help but stiffen.

In his sight, Ning Tao gritted his teeth and stood up at the edge of the ring. At some point, a layer of golden armor appeared on his body. It was composed of densely packed silk threads. At a rough count, it was at least more than half a million. There was a fist mark on his chest.

Although cracked, it is not broken.
Chapter completed!