Fanatic Martial God Chapter 1846: Lost in Magic Weapon
"Heaven Rank Divine Arts? Could it be that Senior Brother Jiang and practice have Heaven Rank Divine Arts?" I heard that Jiang Ming's shouted loudly, Zhao Yuxi's face has changed greatly and lost track, and other disciples are all shocked.
The Xiao Chen on the side nodded lightly and said, "It should be Heaven Rank Divine Arts from the Palace Lord auction. Palace Lord values the battle of the Green Shadow very much, so that Jiang Ming practice is nothing."
"I'm also practice." Suddenly Miao Cuiling opened her face, and her face was filled with pride. Her words suddenly filled the eyes of all the disciples with envy and jealousy.
On the theme, hearing the words of Jiang Ming, Fang Qianxing and other people's faces are also showing joy, and they seem to be quite confident about the Heaven Rank Divine Arts that Jiang Ming is about to show.
Ding Yan, who is also on the throne, picked his old eyebrow and squinted at the joyous Fang Qianxing, secretly thought said: "The Heaven Rank Divine Arts auctioned by the Chamber of Commerce looks more powerful than Phantom Saint Palace ’s Heaven Rank Divine Arts, but Don't be too happy. "
Above the sky, when the power of Jiang Ming was increased to limit, his hands began to play a series of imprint, the palm was actually a faint azure light, and the tyrannical aura diffused out.
"Sure enough, it is the palm of God's Destroyer." Xiao Chen's's face showed a faint smile.
"powerful powerful power!" The face was dumbfounded, Zhao Yuxi was horrified, couldn't help swallowing, and all the disciples were paled by the tyranny because of cultivation base.
"Heaven Rank Divine Arts! Destroyer Palm of God!"
shouted loudly fell, the force of tyranny condensed in the palm of your hand, Jiang Ming blasted out, the cyan palm imprint of several feet in size broke through the air, the pressure of the wind was slightly sharp, and the space also moved slightly, like the ripples of the sea.
Feeling that tyrannical force, everyone's face changed suddenly under the square.
"The power of Destroyer Palm is really amazing!" The audience exclaimed, magnifying the pupils, all concentrated on the energy palm imprint.
"It is worthy of Heaven Rank Divine Realm, and the power is comparable to the strong decision of Yellow Rank Sacred Arts." Mei Eye glanced over and exclaimed, Caiyun was also surprised, her face slightly stunned, the strong decision auctioned from her hand, now finally has the opportunity to witness The power of Technique. `
"Boom!"
"pū pū!"
Two tyrannical energies collided, and a loud thunder sound exploded. Both of their faces changed at the same time, their faces turned white, and they spit blood at the same time. They were both injured by the strength of the other side.
"How is this possible! I have consumed so much Saint Yuan, and his Heaven Rank Divine Arts actually has such power!" At the moment of vomiting blood, Song Tianliang was incredulous in his heart, and he was secretly glad that he had just consumed the power of Jiang Ming, Otherwise at this moment he will definitely defeat.
Although Song Tianliang was just injured by the Jiang Ming ’s strange move, he did not affect his strength. He is still in the peak strength. With Heaven Rank Divine Arts, he can definitely injure Jiang Ming, which consumes a lot of power, but Jiang Ming can still shock. Hurting him, it can be seen that the Heaven Rank Divine Arts performed by Jiang Ming is powerful.
The smile on the face of Zhao Yuxi and others suddenly became stiff and secretly anxious. Jiang Ming is the Blue Mist Saint Palace trump card and the key to winning or losing.
Jiang Ming's injury undoubtedly put Blue Mist Saint Palace under a tremendous amount of inexplicable pressure. All the disciples are extremely tense, and sweat is squeezed out of each palm.
"Song Tianliang's injury is not light, and it won't last long!" A whisper of joy in my heart, Fang Qianxing's face, still maintained a bright smile.
"Song Tianliang, it seems that the Heaven Rank Divine Arts of Blue Mist Saint Palace is more powerful." In the case of consuming a lot of power, it can still hurt Song Tianliang, Jiang Ming's face is also ecstatic.
Song Tianliang struggling to support, did not mean to give up at all, his face was extremely gloomy, he never expected that the Heaven Rank Divine Arts bid by Blue Mist Saint Palace had such a powerful power.
"Song Tianliang, you lost!" In spite of his euphoria, Jiang Ming's palm was slightly retracted, and then suddenly launched again, the power was actually improved by a few points.
"hey hey, Jiang Ming, don't be too happy!" The pale face suddenly appeared with a smug grin, a move in the right hand, and actually a wields came out with an Spirit Grade device, but it was a red fireball. Song Tianliang's power skyrocketed again.
"This is" when I saw the Magic Weapon, Jiang Ming's face suddenly changed and his dark eyes flashed in horror. `
"That guy actually has Spirit Grade device Magic Weapon!" Blue Mist Saint Palace's face changed again, and he took a breath.
Below "Yuan Yuan Zhu!", the faces of Fang Qianxing and the three elders all changed dramatically. His eyes clearly flashed with anger, and his eyes were swept to the side of Ding Yan at the same time.
"No power to resist?" Seeing the frightened expression of Jiang Ming, Song Tianliang became more proud.
"Asshole!" Song Tianliang's strength improved at lightning speed, Jiang Ming could not support it, his face was twisted and twisted, and he looked extremely hard and could not help but scold.
"Boom!"
"Poof!"
The two tyrannical forces that impacted each other, as Song Tianliang once again wields came out with the Spirit Grade device Magic Weapon, his power had more than doubled in the blink of an eye. The two forces exploded suddenly, and the explosion energy ripples all moved towards Jiang Ming The direction burst out, his face pale instantly, shocked Jiang Ming mouth spitting blood, the figure flew out like a broken kite.
"Senior Brother Jiang!"
"First Senior Brother!"
The disciples of Blue Mist Saint Palace shouted in shock, and the things they did n’t want to see were still born.
"Win in strength, lose in Magic Weapon." The audience sighed softly, Master Qian said lightly.
"It turned out to be the Magic Weapon of Ding Palace Lord. Within half an hour, it can enhance the powerful strength. This battle is indeed wonderful, but it is a pity." A faint smile appeared on the pretty face, and Caiyun chuckled lightly.
"Ding Palace Lord, you're really willing, even your own Magic Weapon is lent to the disciples for temporary engagement." The cheeky flesh sucked, angry eyes stared at Ding Yan, sarcastically Fang Qianxing yin cold.
Wen Yan, with a smile on his face, glanced at Fang Qianxing, Ding Yan smiled slightly: "Palace Lord Fang did not pass the God of Destruction to Jiang Ming."
"If you lose, you lose, you can only say that Palace Lord Fang is not ready." An elder of Phantom Saint Palace laughed. As long as Jiang Ming failed, Phantom Saint Palace won without a doubt.
"You!" The flesh of the face twitched again, and his heart was furious, but Fang Qianxing Qian didn't know how to refute it.
Song Tianliang did not violate the rules, and Jiang Ming was seriously injured, Saint Yuan was exhausted, unable to fight anymore, the victory and defeat were divided.
Seeing that Jiang Ming fell outside the square, Wang Jian rushed out vigorously, caught Jiang Ming, and put it down steadily.
"Jiang Ming, you lost." At high altitude, the smile on the face became brighter and Song Tianliang smiled with pride.
Wen Yan said, Jiang Ming's pale paper-faced face, but a smile on his face, it seems that there is no frustration because of failure.
"I win in strength, and you only win in Magic Weapon, it depends on how you understand, there is nothing to be proud of." Take a deep breath, suppress the turbulent blood in the body, Jiang Ming smiled slightly.
"If you lose, you lose. This is an excuse that the weak seeks to cover up." Don't care about Jiang Ming's words, Song Tianliang sneered slightly. In his view, as long as Phantom Saint Palace wins, it doesn't matter what process, See the results.
Slightly shook his head. Jiang Ming said no more. With the help of Wang Jian, he walked toward the Blue Mist Saint Palace disciple.
The defeat of Jiang Ming, the disciples of Blue Mist Saint Palace are all sad, and the generals of Blue Mist Saint Palace have been defeated. The next battle will undoubtedly increase the pressure for Blue Mist Saint Palace.
Many high-level leaders secretly shook their heads. Such a splendid battle, I thought Jiang Ming would win, but it was reversed by Song Tianliang. As long as Phantom Saint Palace wins again, Blue Mist Saint Palace loses, except for Jiang Ming They do n’t seem to be optimistic about other disciples.
Even if Miao Cuiling barely wins, but this third disciple, I ’m afraid Blue Mist Saint Palace ca n’t get the disciples of Saint King. Know that the third disciple of Phantom Saint Palace is also the situation of Saint King initial stage. ,
This second battle is between Miao Cuiling and Fu Hai. Both are in the realm of Saint King initial stage. Miao Cuiling ’s exquisite body is standing on the square, and it suddenly attracts a cheer. The beautiful face makes it present. The man feasted his eyes.
Although the beauty of Miao Cuiling is not as good as Caiyun, the elegant temperament of Miao Cuiling is also inferior to that of Caiyun. It is really different from each other. Miao Cuiling belongs to that kind of pure and elegant beauty, while Caiyun is a mature and full of charm.
I have to say that the battle between the two is also very exciting. Although it is a woman, Miao Cuiling is also a disciple of Blue Mist Saint Palace genius. It has a very strong fighting power and its strength is comparable to that of Fu Hai.
But because it is a woman, it is not as powerful as a man in strength. After a hard fight, it is still in the disadvantage.
Even Miao Cuiling is hard to beat opponents, which makes everyone in Blue Mist Saint Palace anxious. If Miao Cuiling fails, Blue Mist Saint Palace loses.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Miao Cuiling showed off the palm of the God of Destruction, proudly wounding Fu Hai seriously. Both of them could not fight anymore because they exhausted Saint Yuan. This game was a draw.
Miao Cuiling did n’t lose, but let Blue Mist Saint Palace breathe a sigh of relief, but that was only temporary, and the next third battle was the most critical.
"Palace Lord Fang ~ IndoMTL.com ~ In this third competition, I do n’t know who is going to play? It seems that Blue Mist Saint Palace disciples no longer have Saint King." On the square, Phantom Saint Palace disciple Lu Changqing laughed, secretly complacent.
"The old man recommended Xiao Chen." At the throne, Wei Luan touched his beard and spoke lightly.
As soon as Wei Luan's words came out, the audience was silent for a moment, and both eyes swept involuntarily towards Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen killed the seventy or eighty guards of Liu Family with one person's strength. Although I don't know Xiao Chen's cultivation base, this alone is enough Not to be underestimated.
"Blue Mist Saint Palace finally let him play." A charming smile appeared on Qiao's face, and Caiyun seemed to have been expected.
Everyone was very much looking forward to playing Xiao Chen. They wanted to know what Xiao Chen is cultivation base, but then Liu Chengfeng suddenly made everyone's face suddenly change.
"Xiao Chen said that he is not a disciple of Blue Mist Saint Palace, since he is not, he is not eligible to play!" yin cold's eyes glanced at Xiao Chen, and Liu Chengfeng said slightly.
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