The Terminator said lightly: "He did this very much like what I did before I broke through. When I was at the peak of level nine, I visited all the strong men of the same level at that time, allowing them to attack me with the strongest means. Find their own way by feeling their attacks. At the same time, I also stimulated my potential as much as possible through the pain they attacked me. Constantine was doing the same thing. There was nothing to say about this game just now. If Constantine was willing, Black Moon would not shoot a shot. A game with a large gap in strength. In this group, Constantine should have a hard time having an opponent. Except for him, he doesn't even have a level nine or eighth level. His superpowers are also relatively ordinary."

Mo Xiao nodded, and she also agreed with the Terminator's point of view.

All eight games have ended at this time, and only the last game remains, and the first round of the round-robin match will all end.

This last game is precisely the match between Xuanyuan Flying and Shadow Suifeng!

Shadow follows the wind, level 9 and level 7, superpower: speaking spirit, speaking according to the Dharma.

Xuanyuan passed away, level 9 and level 7, superpower: cloud.

Both of them are from Huameng.

Ying Suifeng is a young man with an ordinary appearance but cool look, who looks about twenty-seven or eight years old.

Xuanyuan Quejue looked younger than him and looked very handsome. He had a sunny smile on his face.

"Hello, hello. Please show mercy to your subordinates." As soon as Xuanyuan Shishi came on stage, he took the initiative to say hello to Ying Suifeng.

Ying Suifeng simply nodded to him.

"Three, two, one, the competition begins!" The electronic sound rang out quickly.

Ying Suifeng shook his body and his body instantly divided into three moves. His move was very similar to the lightning clone controlled by the mecha, and it was also the lightning three-clad clone.

But the difference is that this seems to be his own ability. The three bodies quickly gathered together, and their backs were pressed against each other, and they actually turned into a three-headed and six-armed existence.

The three bodies made a simultaneous movement of clenching each other. A low voice was sniffed out.

Suddenly, there was silence on the competition stage.

Xuanyuan Quejue looked at Ying Suifeng with some inexplicable appearance, so he raised his right hand and a cloud of mist floated out, covering Ying Suifeng.

"The clouds disperse!" Ying shouted softly with the wind.

The clouds suddenly collapsed, leaving no trace.

this……

The supernatural power of the Yanling is a very rare supernatural power. It is very similar to the Lan Jue's God King Transformation. However, the level is slightly worse. The Yanling, the God King after the Lan Jue's God King Transformation, can truly activate the power of heaven and earth through laws, while the Yanling supernatural power of the Ying Suifeng can only produce effects within a smaller range.

Xuanyuan Queju raised his hands and a large cloud of mist shrouded away. Just like his previous game, he tried to cover the entire game.

Ying Feng's three-headed and six-armed body suddenly floated out and rushed towards the clouds and mist.

Seeing that the clouds and mist were about to cover his body, he closed his six arms again, "Yunsan!"

"Puff!" Suddenly, a large area of ​​clouds dissipated.

However, this time, the audience saw some clues, not all the clouds and mists were dispersed, but only part of the clouds and mists. The diameter of these scattered clouds and mists was about fifty meters, and the clouds and mists that were farther away were no longer within the range of the Spirit.

Although the supernatural power of Yanling is powerful, it obviously has a scope. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be invincible?

But at this moment, Ying Suifeng's three bodies separated and shouted in a deep voice: "The clouds open!"

An invisible force suddenly appeared in front of him, and the clouds and mist that had not been touched in the distance suddenly split into a passage.

In the war zone, Lan Jue frowned slightly and said to the alchemist beside him: "He is the spirit of his spirit, should be a spiritual power?"

The alchemist nodded. "Of course, this is true, the true spirit. Only laws can be achieved. Moreover, the so-called words and methods depend on the strength of the opponent. If the opponent is strong enough, the effect he can play is not great. Yunsan can only be 50 meters in diameter, which is a bit wrong. The spirit of the ninth level and seventh level should not be so weak. He may be showing his enemy as weak."

Xuanyuan Flying Nothing appeared in the dispersed clouds, but the shadow follows the wind has already arrived at the center of the competition stage at this time.

The three-headed and six-armed body stopped in place and closed its eyes at the same time.

The surrounding clouds surged and became more and more. Soon, the clouds surged towards him again, as if they were about to cover him.

Suddenly, Ying Suifeng opened his eyes at the same time, "Explode!"

On the competition stage, all the clouds and mist suddenly stopped completely, and then a low explosion suddenly rang out across the entire competition stage.

The blockbuster, the clouds and mist dissipated, and the violent energy fluctuations instantly turned the competition stage shield into golden yellow. You know, there were very few other psychics who could trigger such strange images in battle before!

Is Yan Ling so powerful?

"His speech spirit should spread evenly outward with itself as the center of the circle. Therefore, in order to maximize its power, he must be in the center of the competition stage. Even if this blow cannot traumatize the opponent, he must completely force the opponent out. Next, he should launch a continuous attack." The terminator said lightly.

The terrifying explosive power burst out instantly, and the competition stage seemed to have become an ocean of energy. Because the shield turned golden, the outside world could no longer see clearly what was happening on the competition stage. Everyone was looking forward to it.

The terrifying energy fluctuations lasted for six or seven seconds before gradually stagnating.

However, when they saw everything on the stage clearly, they were stunned.

On the competition stage, the clouds and mist did disappear, but there were many more things.

The shadow of the Spirit of Word was still in the center of the competition stage, but at this time, his eyes also showed shock.

With his body as the center, in the air, there were densely arranged long swords. All of these swords were milky white, like clouds and mist condensed. At first glance, there were countless swords in it, but there were no traces of Xuanyuan passing away.

The tip of each long sword pointed to the shadow of three heads and six arms in the center of the competition stage. That way, it would be as strange as it would be.

A look of surprise flashed in the Terminator's eyes. It was obvious that this powerful master did not expect such a situation to happen.

What's going on? Why did it suddenly become like this?

He stared at everything that happened on the competition stage in a daze. For a moment, no one understood what was going on.

But when the alchemist could clearly see everything, he suddenly stood up and said in a lost voice: "Ten Thousand Swords!"

Even when she saw Jun Yongye's strength before, she did not show such an expression, which shows how surprised the scene on the competition stage at this time.

Lan Jue's heart moved and couldn't help but recall what the old man at home once said to him.

The Ten Thousand Sword Art should be a branch of the Flying Sword Method, and it is taking a ever-changing route. It is very difficult to practice, but it is also very powerful.

Everyone thought that Xuanyuan’s superpower was Yun. Perhaps, his superpower was really Yun. However, when Yun was displayed in the form of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, how could Yunwu describe its power?

What a terrifying strength!

Lan Jue felt awe-inspiring in his heart. He originally looked like he was the fourth group that Constantine had the best. Now it seems that there will be changes! Whether it is Ying Suifeng's Yan Ling or Xuanyuan's Ten Thousand Swords Art, it is not that easy to deal with.

At this moment, the cloud sword on the competition stage suddenly moved, and circles of cloud swords suddenly retracted like a halo of thorns, heading straight for the shadows with the wind.

"San!" Ying Suifeng shouted! Even Yan Ling didn't say whatever she wanted. The only words of true words were the ones that were truly powerful.

For example, the scatter, open, and explode that he had shouted before were all here.

The first row of cloud swords suddenly dispersed and seemed to fly backwards in chaos, but the second round of cloud swords had arrived in front of him in an instant. What was even more terrifying was that the cloud swords in the outer circle were still shooting at an astonishing speed, and there was no end to see.

"Explode!" In desperation, Ying Suifeng exploded again!

The terrifying Spirit once again turned the competition stage into a golden world, and the shield light once again blocked everyone's sight.

The violent roar rang for five seconds before it ended, but when the golden light converged, the audience watching the competition stage were stunned.

The number of cloud swords on the competition stage has decreased by at least five times, but the volume of each remaining cloud sword has increased by three times. The originally pure white long sword not only has become larger, but also has a golden pattern on the spine.

If Jun Yongye’s sword is the arrival of a real king, he is a generation of sword sect.

Then, Xuanyuan's passing sword has changed rapidly and has changed with all kinds of changes.

The huge cloud swords slowly flew forward, which was significantly slower than before, but during the flight, the air began to distort. From the outside, the space on the competition stage was like it was cut by a strange force, and it was divided into countless various spaces.

On the rostrum, Mo Xiao suddenly felt a strong palpitation. She was shocked to find that a powerful murderous intent suddenly burst out from the Terminator sitting beside her.

This is!

The Terminator's Crown was murderous? Is it because of Xuanyuan's death?

"I admit defeat!"

At this moment, Ying Suifeng's voice was heard from the competition stage.

He had to admit defeat. The Yun Jian, which could even cut space, was definitely not an attack that he could withstand. If he refused to admit defeat, he could only wait for his body to be divided.

He knew very well that his Word Spirit could not break these cloud swords at all. It would be better to admit defeat as he pleased, otherwise he would lose even worse.

Ten thousand swords revived, turned into a ray of light and shadow and fell on the competition stage. The handsome Xuanyuan Juejue's body rotated and appeared, holding his fists with both hands, and laughed: "Chengrun, Chengrun!"

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