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Chapter 842:Sorry, I Won!

The white basil of the snow is plentiful, and the speed is horrendous.

If it is in an endless battlefield, of course, the king's silence cannot be entangled.

But the king is now on the table.

This greatly limited his body law than the fight.Let these white velvets, quickly approaching him, eyes are about to entangled him.

“Break for me!”

In the eyes of the king, a cold suddenly exploded.The rusty sword in his hand, also suddenly cut out at this moment.

On top of the rusted sword, suddenly burst out together, up to thousands of feet, as wide as ten feet of the horror sword.

If it is not affected by the prohibition of the fighting table, the momentum of Wang Lian's sword can be more terrifying.

However, the ban only affects the momentum and does not affect the power.

The fierce sword, in an instant, cut off the white xia espore embroidered.Two terrifying forces, bumped into each other, and an incredible force broke out right away.

The whole table is covered by a variety of colorful lights.

Countless students, only see the light, but they can not see the figure of Wang Lian and Ning Qianxue at all.

In the light of the sky, I saw the white basalt in Ning Qianxue's hand, and it was finally repelled by the king's silence.

However, Ning Qianxue's body shook, the left hand pinch a trick, and the white xia lily in his hand suddenly turned into three.Three white silhouines, like three invincible dragons, once again attacked the king's silence.

“The chorus!”

Wang was silent, did not dare to careless, he shouted, running a mysterious body, and dodged to the side.

The rusty iron sword in his hand is also constantly waving, blocking the white jade flowing phoenix embroidered in the face.

“Ten sides!”

Ning Qianxue's hand waved, and the white xia flowing phoenix in his hand actually changed again, and turned into five white embroidery.Then it continued to change and became ten.Ten white velvets, shrouded the ten sides, across the world, blocked all the retreat of the king's silence.

“I cut!”

Wang Yan saw that he could not retreat, immediately biting his teeth, pushing Jindan to the limit, and suddenly cut out a sword.

Rumble!

The sword collided with ten white lights, and the sound was earth-shattering.

Today’s snow is so strong.Better than being alone.

Over the years, the lone leader seems to have increased dramatically.He believes that this year he will be able to beat Ning Qianxue.

But where do you know that even if the king does not kill him, he can not be a rival of Ning Qianxue.

Because, Ning Qianxue also has a huge improvement.

"Ning Qianxue sister really deserves to be the first person in the Totianxian consun, Tianzhou's myth, the strength is really strong..."

"Yes!But the king’s silence is not easy.Ning Qianxue sister is so strong to this point, Wang Lian actually can still fight with her incomprehensible, it is incredible...”

Countless students are constantly amazed.

This battle was so great, it was shocking.

“The quilt!”

On the table, Wang Lianshi exhibited the "purple occult cover".Ning Qianxue's strength was too strong, and the terrible white embroidery had left a few scars on his body.

Wang Lian had to show this door of the door and protect his body.

Fortunately, because Wang was hiding in time, these injuries were not serious and did not affect the fight.

Retreat!

Retreat!

Retreat!

At this time, Wang Lian suddenly opened the distance with Ning Qianxue, put the rusty iron sword into the storage ring, and his hands began to print.

In the sky, the wind was blowing, and the lightning was thundering.

“Ruiser is roaring!”

Wang Lian suddenly roared, suddenly saw, a huge thunder beast, falling from the sky, at an incomparably amazing speed to Ning a thousand snow.

“ Guarded!”

Ning Qian Xue saw, squinting, his right hand waved, and the white fascination in his hand suddenly turned up.

The long white velvet, around the continuous rotation of Ning Qianxue, will be Ning Qianxue group wrapped, like a round ball.

Rumble!

At this time, the huge thunder beast of lightning has hit the ball hard.

Amazing power, centered on the ball, instantly exploded.

The sound of the harsh, ringing from the sky, shocked countless people present, a pain in the eardrum.

For a long, long time.

When the lightning dispersed, but only saw, the ball, is still as stable as Tarzan.

“The heavens are down!”

Suddenly there was a cold drink.

Suddenly, I saw this ball, suddenly exploded, and turned into thousands of white embroidery.Countless white embroidery, like countless dragons, attacked the king's silence.

And behind countless white embroidery, there is a shadow, it is Ning a thousand snow.

“Stars and ghosts, shit!”

Wang Lian's eyes flashed a cautious look, immediately right-handed palm, a palm shot.

A huge footprint, suddenly from his palm, burst out of his hand.Hundreds of white velvet, submerged by this palm print, turned into powder.

“Fighting!”

At the same time, Wang Lian has once again sacrificed a rusty iron sword, and running a mysterious body, from the palm print to the open gap, killing Ning Qianxue.

Ning Qian Xueyu's hand waved, and the other white embroidery, they swept toward the king's silence.

But Wang Lian waved the rusty sword in his hand, and sent out one fierce sword after another, and cut off all these whites.

Constantly, close to the distance between Ning a thousand snow.

Wang Lian could see that Ning Qianxue was actually injured by his just-surge "Raize roar".

At this moment, Ning Qianxue, the action has become slow, as long as he can approach Ning Qianxue, he has a chance to win.

The power of "Ruiser Roaring", how terrible.Although Ning Qianxue resisted this trick, most of the power.

However, Ning Qianxue was also paralyzed by the terrible lightning force.

Her body stiffened and her movements slowed down, which is the best proof.

However, it is not so easy to get close to Ning Qianxue.

Countless white embroidery, continuous flying, this terrible offensive, few people can stop.

Wang Yan saw that the paralysis of the body of Ning Qianxue had begun to gradually disappear.And he can never get close to the snow.He couldn’t help frown.

The next moment, he suddenly controlled the rusty sword with mental strength, and his hands began to be stamped.

Although the rusted sword is not a flying sword, with the strong spiritual force of the king's silence, it can still make it explode with infinite strength.

At the moment, it just needs to delay time.

Wang Yan's hands continued to change, and suddenly a purple lightning flashed all over his body, and the momentum was incomparably amazing.

The next moment, in his eyes, suddenly burst out a sharp light.In his mouth, he also made a sound of drinking: "Lightning the town!"

As the sound of the king's silence fell, suddenly saw the endless horror of purple lightning, centered on the king's silence, and filled it around.

The whole table is covered by purple lightning.

The white velvet in the closed town, suppressed by the amount of lightning power, the speed has slowed down.

At this time, Wang Lian, with an incredible speed, instantly rushed to the front of Ning Qianxue.With his right hand waved, he held the rusty iron sword, and the sword pointed directly to Ning Qianxue's throat: "Sorry, sister, I won."

At this time, the sense of paralysis on Ning Qianxue's body finally disappeared.

Sadly, it is too late.

Ning Qianxue looked at Wang Yan deeply, nodded, and said, “Yes, you won.”I can't believe you've learned the power of the city."

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