Immortal Martial God Chapter 2291: Outside the rules

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"Ancient clan, it's really an existence that is born to cheat." Lan Ling was angry and funny, he shook his head, and didn't care about his body.

He was dragged and slammed into the tip of the sword, but he smiled and said: "You may think too much, even if I can't escape, you can't beat me with your supernatural power."

After that, the **** of Lan Ling's right hand condensed into a sword, and the sun's true energy turned into a sword light.

Huh!

The sword light cut directly into the tall man's magic sword light, actually cutting the magic sword in half!

The tall man's eyes changed, he hurriedly pulled his left hand to the side, dragging Lan Ling to the left side of his body, and then pulling it back again, then pulling Lan Ling back.

At the same time, the right fist greeted him.

Blue Ling was dragged out and back again, just to meet his fist.

The sun shines on his head, and his head hit the tall man's fist, and he heard the sound of broken bones.

The tall man clutched his right hand and snorted, he gritted his teeth and said: "I tore you!"

After that, he grabbed the air with one hand and pushed forward, and the blue spirit quickly flew away on the folds of air that was caught.

At this time, the tall man reached out his left and right hands at the same time, grabbed the air together, and said: "Die!"

Lan Ling's face changed slightly. He immediately sat cross-legged with his left hand palm, his right hand combed in the palm of his left palm, and his hands sunk in the pubic area.

"Tiangang swordsmanship, body protection!"

Om!

The blue spirit lights up all over.

At the same time, the tall man suddenly moved his hands to the left and right!

Shit!

The sound of the curtain being torn apart appeared.

At the location where the blue spirit is, the space is torn apart from the left and right sides at the same time!

This hand is amazing. It should have torn the blue spirit in half.

But the blue spirit was defensive, the space he was in was torn apart, but his body was safe and sound.

"What is this?" The tall man finally paled: "This is not stubbornness!"

The Lan Ling smiled slightly, and said: "My Ling Jiu Sect, I was originally a playful ancestor, this sun is really angry, it suits my taste too."

Even the Tian Yan Gang Qi of Tian Yan Zong is all from the Ling Jiu Sect.

Now Lan Ling has found a substitute for Tian Yan Gang Qi, the sun is really Qi! It really is even more powerful.

"The time has come, let the recruiting phase end." At this time, the main **** announced such a result.

The tall man’s forty tricks were never finished, but time ran out.

Lan Ling smiled even more and said: "Big man, it's me."

The blue spirit immediately controlled the flying sword to attack the tall man.

The tall man shrank his pupils, and grabbed the air again, trying to throw away the flying swords.

But then, there was an accident.

Ninety-nine flying swords did not immediately return to Lan Ling's side before, and the tall man did not pay much attention to flying swords, but paid more attention to Lan Ling.

Unexpectedly, Lan Ling used this period of time to make the ninety-nine flying swords fly around the outfield, unexpectedly quietly circling the tall man in the up, down, left and right directions.

For a time, ninety-nine flying swords aimed at the tall man from all directions at the same time.

The tall man can pull flying swords in any direction, but he cannot pull flying swords in all directions.

"You!" The tall man was shocked, and he stretched out his arms and folded his hands into fists.

Lan Ling was quickly wrapped in a force, and his whole body was rubbed together, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

"It's useless." Lan Ling chuckled, "Ninety-nine flying swords are just like my ninety-nine arms. Each one can make a unique attack pattern."

"Blocking me personally is equivalent to blocking one me, and the other ninety-nine me, there is nothing you can do."

Sure enough! Ninety-nine flying swords are not affected at all!

Ninety-nine rays of light swept away.

The tall man's face changed, and it was too late.

In an instant, ninety-nine swords, all against the tall man's skin, did not penetrate.

The tall man was already pale with fright. He didn't dare to move. He secretly stared at a blade staring at the center of his eyebrows, and sweat rolled down.

Lan Ling shrugged: "The unique ability makes you over-reliant, but you forget the way to defeat the enemy, as well as the skill and brain."

"Hey, something that can **** you off, even if I don't have the skills and brains, but my understanding of martial arts is better than you, and I can still kill you."

"But you are lucky."

After that, Lan Ling raised his head to the main divine way: "I admit defeat."

"For...why..." Feng Zhan was already feeling weak, and he couldn't figure out what these human races meant.

Blue Spirit exits.

The audience was in an uproar again.

This human race called Lan Ling is completely different from Guan Xiao's style, but it is still easy to play with the ancient race.

I just can't figure it out, the Ethereal God's ability is so exaggerated, and the blue spirit's ability doesn't seem to be particularly brilliant, why can't it be beaten?

"Next game." Lord Shinto.

"Luo Sheng, you go." Xiang Nan said.

Luo Sheng said, and flew into the air.

Feng Zhan is no longer working. He grabbed Xiang Nan's shoulder and whispered: "You can tell me, tell me alone, what are you planning on."

Xiang Nan sighed and said: "I planned to talk about it after the comparison, okay, come here with my ears."

Xiang Nan whispered in Na Fengzhan's ear: "The outcome of this talent conference is not important, but the performance of talents is important."

"Although Guan Xiao and Lan Ling both gave up and counted as failures, in the eyes of the Lord God, they knew very well that these two people were actually the winner, do you understand?"

The Feng Zhan thought thoughtfully, and said: "You mean... as long as the main **** approves it, it will do."

Xiang Nan nodded and whispered: "Look here, there are at least several hundred thousand people. If we become the top sixteen, we must accept their challenge. Then we won't talk about it for a few months." /

"But we don't have so much time, even if we all give in, do you think the Lord God will give us up."

"No, they will find a few of us quietly and regard us as a key training target."

"Ah..." Feng Zhan's eyes lit up and said: "It makes sense!"

"But... don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if you surrender, and the Lord God is stubborn, I won't look for you. Isn't it a plaything."

Xiang Nan said helplessly: "You mind, you forgot what the Lord God said before? What he wants is to fight against the Thunder Temple and win! This is the ultimate goal."

"Do you think that the rules of a game are more important, or the victory of the Temple of Nature is more important? Is this still necessary?"

The Fengzhan finally realized: "It turns out that the main **** has already understood before! I didn't even figure it out, I'm still struggling with the game itself."

Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Broaden your horizons. Don't be constrained by the situation in front of you, but take a long view."

The above game has already started.

Luo Sheng is holding a long knife and lowering his eyelids, not looking at his opponent, as if he is meditating.

And Luo Sheng's opponent is a monster holding a big stick.

This guy is similar in height to a human, but has sixteen long arms, each holding a big stick. Listening to the introduction, he is also one of the ancient tribes, from the Haishan tribe.