Immortal Martial God Chapter 2070: Rivals

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"You..." Sparrow stomped straight, but didn't know what to do.

Xiang Nan let out a long sigh, finally seeing the violent temper of the Baihu clan.

The Xuanwu tribe's evaluation of Baihu is arrogant and unreasonable. There is really no deviation.

The four words arrogant and unreasonable have a very bad meaning in themselves, but because they have been used all the time to evaluate women's unruly and willfulness, these four words have an unexpected and lovely metaphor.

But now, the true meaning of these four words has been "carried forward" in the Baihu tribe.

The Great White Tiger said: "Suzaku is difficult to multiply, and life is worthy of money. We White Tigers don’t have as much **** as they want. Now, the Sparrow is satisfied?"

The Sparrow God was angry, but he couldn't refute it. The most hateful thing was that the Great White Tiger took it for granted, as if they were justified.

"Next, get ready." The Great Emperor White Tiger said lightly.

This game is the Glory God Cult, fighting against the demons.

The Mozu dispatched a senior leader of the realm to serve as the Nine Tribulations.

The Glory Sect directly sent a "prisoner" believer!

This person has a faint smile on his face, a red religious robe on his shoulders, and his whole body is shrouded in the robe, looking like a high-ranking general of the human race.

This person has long sky-blue hair, and a pair of eyes are as deep as the water of a green lake.

"It's a prisoner." At the beginning of the month, my heart sank suddenly.

The demon general clasped his fists and said: "Demon, wind sleeves!"

The prisoner nodded slightly.

Feng Xiu frowned and said, "Why don't you report your name."

The blue-haired prisoner that day shook his head and smiled: "I will not talk nonsense with the dead."

The Fengxiu laughed angrily and said: "It's a big tone, let me learn, what are your brilliant tricks!"

Xiang Nandao: "Wind sleeves, be careful!"

Blue-haired prisoner, but a person who has lived from ancient times to the present! The martial arts and martial arts he learned were not incomplete like the silver envoy.

Even the prisoner was among the best in the era of the Lingjiu Sect!

Looking at the direction of the Shining God Sect again, the other four prisoners are all holding their shoulders, all covered in red robes, calmly and calmly, still talking and laughing.

The Fengxiu was enraged by such contempt, and without saying anything, he immediately turned into a black wind and rushed towards the blue-haired prisoner.

"Magic light, fire!"

With a bang, the wind sleeves ignited billowing black flames. This blow, Xiang Nan had seen on Feng Luo, was very powerful and could even break the defense of the Xuanwu tribe.

But the blue-haired prisoner didn't care about it. He smiled slightly and said, "Tiangang Imperial Art of War, Steel Clothes."

Zheng!

The blue-haired prisoner's robe suddenly stood up, and the collar became as straight as a knife!

"Suck!" Xiang Nan's pupils shrank.

A fist of fire from the wind sleeves slammed into the blue-haired prisoner's teaching robe. This punch was powerful, but the robe didn't even have a dent!

The blue-haired prisoner was calm and calm, with a smile on his face, and approached the wind sleeve in a hurry.

The Fengxiu gritted his teeth, stepped back and shouted: "Magic light, space fire!"

The black flame inside Fengxiu broke out, and even the space was burnt and twisted, but when he saw him condensing the space fire, he was about to give a fatal blow.

At this moment, the blue-haired prisoner smiled, covered Fengxiu's face, and easily pinched the Fengxiu to the ground!

Fengxiu couldn't react, the whole person was lying down and pressed down, his head hit the ground heavily.

Too strong! The defense of the steel suit is outrageous! This incomparable steel suit not only brought incredible defense to the blue-haired prisoner, but also brought him almost indestructible means of attack!

The wind-sleeved fists carried the space fire and smashed frantically on the right arm of the blue-haired prisoner, one fist and one fist like a storm.

But with a fist in such a dense space, it is impossible to shake the sleeve of the blue-haired prisoner!

Fengxiu tried to break free, but was pressed tightly, but could not struggle anyway.

The blue-haired prisoner smiled slightly. He stretched out his left hand and two fingers, gently swiping across Fengxiu's throat, and said faintly: "Tiangang Imperial Swordsmanship."

He condensed into a sharp sword, and cut off the head of the wind sleeve.

"This is..." There was a chilling voice in the audience.

"Wind sleeves!" Feng Luo roared with blood-red eyes.

But Fengxiu was already dead, and until he died, his head was held on the ground by the blue-haired prisoner, unable to move.

This scene is too cruel.

Xiang Nan gritted his teeth and said: "He is the chief disciple of the Lingjiu Sect!"

"What?" said at the beginning of the month.

When Xiang Nan went to the Dao Prison Star, he had already heard that the chief disciple of the Lingjiu Sect imprisoned in that prison was also the strongest expert in the Lingjiu Sect that had never been seen before.

At that time, he only possessed the talents of the gods, but now he has three talents of the gods, which is a reborn growth.

Everyone was shocked by the strength of the Shining God Cult.

The Great White Tiger's expression is even more solemn.

At this time, the blue-haired prisoner looked towards Xiang Nan with a smile, and said, "In Dao Prison that day, I was the last to be liberated and the first to escape."

"But you need to know, I didn't run away because of fear, but temporarily left because I didn't have time to recover my cultivation."

"Xiang Nan, I look forward to fighting with you." With that, the blue-haired prisoner smiled at Xiang Nan and made a "wipe his neck" gesture.

The first round of battle has ended, and the winners are: Xuanwu, Suzaku, and Glorious God Cult.

The second round does not require an intermission, and the draw starts immediately.

And the first game of this second round is the Glory God Cult against Xuanwu!

This is a dramatic result, directly from the winner to the winner.

The Xuanwu tribe sent two fighters, one is Fushan who won the first game, and the second is a new pioneer soldier, Hump.

The Glory Cult also sent two people. The first was the blue-haired prisoner who had just won, and the second was just a silver envoy.

Xiang Nan knows that these two vanguard fighters are definitely not the opponents of the blue-haired prisoners, so he said: "If you can't beat them, immediately surrender. Don't make sacrifices fearlessly."

As soon as the battle began, the blue-haired prisoner retreated with a smile, and retreated to the very edge.

Everyone was taken aback.

The silver envoy looked back at the blue-haired prisoner and said, "What are you doing?"

The blue-haired prisoner smiled and made a please gesture, and said: "Sorry, I'm not used to working with waste, you beat you."

"You!" The silver envoy was very upset, but it was hard to predict that he would be mocked by his own people.

When the rest of the audience saw this, they were relieved. The prisoners are very strong, but they are extraordinarily conceited. This is a good thing.

Fushan and Huofeng glanced at each other, their eyes gleaming with spirits, secretly saying that this is a good opportunity!

Thinking of this, the two vanguard fighters immediately rushed to the helpless silver envoy.

The silver envoy sipped, and said, "So what, I can kill the vanguard fighters by myself! This group of goods is just bluffing rubbish." He intends to retrieve his confidence from this sentence. But he wrongly predicted the strength of the vanguard fighter.