Bombed!

Bombed!

Bombed!

The fist of terror, criss-crossed, as if to bombard the whole world through a hole.

“The White Sword!”

The king came out with the sword, and the sword was united as one.Strong sword, through the ancient, ringing for nine days.

The King's Wrath!

The Dragon's Sword!

Sweeping the 9th!

The sword is dead!

On the stage, Wang Lian and Lonely Overlord, the two have already fought together.The speed of the two was too fast, so fast that the students who were present could hardly see it.

The king and the lonely master, how many moves, the number of people is not clear.But there is no doubt that there are certainly more than three strokes, more than ten strokes, or even more than twenty.

Before those bets, gambling alone a trick, three tricks, ten tricks, can defeat the students of Wang Yong, in this moment, are blind.

Shit, shit, shit.At least thirty or fifty tricks, or even more.

However, the two still did not split the victory.

Those who bet are willing to tear their mouths.This time, his mother’s loss was great.

I thought that the lonely he could easily defeat the king's silence, where do you know that the strength of this king's silence is actually so terrible.

At a young age, strength is no longer under the heavenly king of the first day of Nirvana.

“Wonderful, hahaha, I’m worthy of my brother.”

“Master, come on...”

Among the crowd, Hao Yi, alone two people, at this moment, are excited.

They had been afraid before.After all, the progress of the lone master is too big, no matter from which angle of analysis, it is impossible to defeat the lone master.

But at this moment, it seems that the king still has the hope of winning.And hope is great.

"I didn't expect this king's silence to be so powerful.His strength now is that he is no longer under the heavenly king of the first barridal realm in Nirvana.”

Zuo Chuping saw the scene on the table, and was not surprised.

“There are many geniuses in this world.But only the most outstanding genius can take the challenge.For example, Ning Qianxue, such as the Lonely Master.Now, there is another silence.”

At this moment, the dragon spring is also staring at the table.The corner of his mouth, hanging a faint smile: "We are the estuary, if there are more students like the lonely, Wang Luang, how worried can not go beyond the seven gate schools."

On the top of the dot, the battle between the king and the lonely hegemony continues.

The two of them fought for a long time, and suddenly the right hand waved, and a sword appeared in their hands.It is the king’s knife.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yan couldn’t help but squint.He knew that he was alone, and that he was going to come by real means.

Before, the two seemed to be fighting very fiercely.In fact, no one did their best.

They are constantly testing each other.

Because the strength of the two people, in fact, there is not much difference, so who first exposes the real means, who will be at a disadvantage.

Wang Wu is very clear that if he does not use the sword and wants to defeat this lonely hegemon, it is not easy.

Because of the solitary hegemony, although it is the repair of the ninth peak of the great sky in the construction of Dan.But it already has the strength of the first peak of the Nirvana.

If Wang Lian used the sword, of course, he could easily kill the lonely.

But the origin of the sword is extraordinary.The vice president and the elders were watching.If the king uses the sword, it is likely to cause unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, Wang Lian is not willing to spend a life for a lonely hegemon in the district.

Even if you don’t use the sword, so what?

The king can still defeat the lone master.

“Very well.Wang Lian, Ben Wang did not expect that you have now grown to this level.Is the power of the first day of Nirvana?You really brought a big surprise to the king."

The solitaire holding the king's knife, looked at the king's silence with a joke, and smiled: "It is a pity that you are still not the opponent of the king."I know you didn’t do your best either.Don't leave your hand, and divide it between one of them."

“Enjoyed to it!”

Wang Lianqiu laughed, his body shook, and all over his body, suddenly a breath of terror poured out.Like the deep, like the endless sea.

"That's interesting."

The solitary king laughed, put the overlord knife in front of him, looked at the king's knife gently in his hand, and said, "You know, this knife in the king's hand, what is the history?"

Not waiting for Wang to answer, he said to himself: "This knife is the king, five years ago in a fairy house."In that fairy house, the king not only got the king's knife, but also got the inheritance of a fairy."

"That's the sign of the fairy."

"It is also because of this opportunity that the king can reach today's height."Today, the king will let you see, the real fairy means!”

The lonely master said that here, in the eyes, suddenly burst out a cold.

The next moment, his whole body suddenly gushed out of the purple light.Countless purple lights wrapped him up, making him look like a fairy.

“The sword, the waves!”

A voice of indifference, without the slightest emotion, emanated from the mouth of the lonely.

Then he saw that he was holding a king's knife, and he waved a mysterious curvature in the middle of the sky.A knife, constantly flowing, the void is torn by it.

"Good overbearing knife, no forward, do not kill the enemy, swear not to return to the sheath!"

Wang Lian picked up his eyebrows and did not dare to hesitate, immediately prompted Jindan, and waved the rusty iron sword in his hand.

A black sword, like a black dragon with a thorny head, from the front of the sword, constantly burst out.

“The Night of the Dive!”

The lonesome one is like a thunderstorm.

“Break for me!”

The king did not retreat, and the rusty sword in his hand was constantly turning.

On the stage, the lonely overlord and the king are both of them with real strength.The battle suddenly entered the heat.

Countless students watching the battle, all of them are stunned to see the scene on the table, stunned, and their bodies trembled.

Too strong!

Whether it is lonely or silent, it is too strong.

Being so powerful is also expected by the people.But Wang Yan was so strong that everyone could not accept it and couldn’t believe it.

Neither of them entered the Nirvana.But strength is no longer weaker than the peak of the first heaven of Nirvana.”

Many students, in their hearts, are so appreciative.

“Death!”

Just when many students onlookers were shocked, Wang Lian on the doping table suddenly drank coldly, and a sword stabbed to the throat of the lonely.

“Oh!”

The solitary king roared, and the overlord knife in his hand was picked, but the rusty sword in the king's silent hand was picked.

The two of them move faster and faster.The fighting between the two is getting more intense.