Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 875: Play in battle

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The battle in the void was very fierce. In just one hour, five people were changed one after another.

The three died in battle and the two were seriously injured, neither of them wanted to give up this hard-won opportunity.

At this time, the fighting is a triple of Indo-Daojing and a double of Indo-Daojing. The triple has won two games in a row, and the decline has appeared. It seems that the two-tier of Indo-Dao is about to win.

Unexpectedly, the triple strength of the entering Dao realm was strong, and he was injured, and beheaded the double entering the Dao realm with one move, but he also lost the strength to continue fighting and had no choice but to give up.

Wow!

Zhu Yang finally moved. The competition for the third place is more fierce than the second place. If it weren't for the opportunity to win one, the chances would be even slimmer.

Zhu Yang entered the battle, and the crowd was dumbfounded. Aside from the powerful strength of the Fire Temple, Zhu Yang himself was very powerful, and he could not be dealt with by ordinary people.

Hesitated for a moment, a figure rushed out, success and failure, here is a battle.

Boom!

Zhu Yang didn't give the incoming person a chance to speak, and the flames swept past. The person hurriedly resisted, but the strength gap was huge, and he killed him with one move.

His!

The crowd took a breath, only to realize that there was a big gap between them and Zhu Yang.

Fang Bai's eyes are solemn, and he will stop Zhu Yang anyway, even if he enters a violent state.

With light steps, Wang Fuhua hurriedly grabbed him, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Fang, it's not the time yet."

"Why?" Fang Bai asked with a frown. Apart from him, no one dared to challenge Zhu Yang. Zhu Yang must not be allowed to win a spot.

Wang Fuhua smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Fang just imagine, why did Zhu Yang choose to shoot at this time?"

Fang Bai said lightly: "Brother Wang has something to say straight."

Wang Fuhua said in a solemn voice: "There is one more spot. No one will challenge Zhu Yang until he is in desperate situation. Because of this, he chooses to shoot now. With the strength of Brother Fang, he will not enter that state. How sure is it to defeat him?"

Fang Bai frowned and didn't enter a violent state. He was definitely not Zhu Yang's opponent. Even though his strength has soared now, he still has no certainty.

After the violent state, he is extremely weak, and anyone can easily defeat him.

In Fang Bai's view, defeating Zhu Yang is considered a victory. Anyway, he never thought about fighting for the Holy King.

But Wang Fu's painting is different. He wants the position of the holy king, not defeating Zhu Yang.

The young man in black and Zhao Xinghe have not made any moves yet, and Wang Fuhua is not sure to defeat them.

"Then wait." Fang Bai was a little dissatisfied, but he had nothing to say, after all, he had promised Wang Fu painting.

Zhu Yang stood in the void, with a high spirit, killing his opponent with a single move, with great momentum, "Which friend is willing to enlighten me?" Looking around, the crowd bowed their heads, how about winning Zhu Yang, Fire Temple The power is not that they can challenge.

Time passed, no one dared to challenge Zhu Yang.

"Zhu Yangsheng, there is one last place, you guys take it well." As the holy king's cold voice fell, the crowd instantly became a sensation, and there was no way out.

Zhu Yang walked back lightly in the void, glanced at Zhu Xi, and went straight to stand beside Zhu Chiyan, turned and looked towards the ice hall where the saint was.

Wow!

A figure soared into the sky, the fighting spirit was boiling, the powerful aura spread, the crowd was secretly surprised, and indeed there was a strong hiding.

"Who will fight me?"

The middle-aged man dressed in white, hunting and hunting, his icy eyes swept, with a look of the world.

"I am coming!"

The voice fell, and a figure swiftly swept away, and came to the front in an instant.

"Do you also match?"

The white-clothed man sneered and slapped it directly with a palm of his hand, like lightning, extremely strange.

"How is it possible?"

Then the person who rushed out was taken aback, only to feel that the whole body seemed to be frozen, the long sword in his hand appeared, and the Dacheng Dao Dao directly cut down.

"Waste!"

The white-clothed man's palm continued to fall, directly squeezing the blade light and slapped it on the man's chest instantly.

Ah!

The screams sounded, and the figure fell quickly and fell towards the Wannian Cold Lake, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

So strong!

The crowd changed color in astonishment. This person was very strong. He didn't use Dao just now, and he shot a person who had entered the Dao realm to death with a single palm. His strength was not much weaker than Zhu Yang and Zhu Jie.

The black-clothed youth and Zhao Xinghe looked dignified, and at this time they also realized that it was not good.

Wang Fu's face is also very ugly, and things are worse than expected.

Swish swish!

First 6 shots! D

At this time, there was no way of retreat, and the figures rushed out one after another. Within an hour, seven people died in battle, without exception, all with one palm.

In an instant, the crowd stood still.

Although the position of the holy king is good, it still needs life to enjoy it. The strength of the people in front of them is not something they can deal with.

Zhao Xinghe looked back and said lightly: "You two don't want to fight a battle?"

Fang Bai smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, please!"

Zhao Xinghe said: "What did Wang brother say?"

Wang Fuhua shook his head and said: "I am weak in the next level, so I should ask Brother Zhao to come out."

"Do you want to pick up the bargain in the end?" Zhao Xinghe sneered.

"Brother Zhao didn't think so?"

Huh!

Zhao Xinghe coldly snorted: "Now that the situation is very clear, no one should want to take advantage. If you can't come up with a charter, you can't give it up. Brother Wang should understand that I don't like to see it. Who is on the throne of the Holy King."

Wang Fuhua's face sank, and Zhao Xinghe was right. Whoever makes the first move will definitely suffer a big loss now, and it is difficult to get to the end.

Then, the most unacceptable result for Zhao Xinghe is that Wang Fu's paintings ascend the position of the Holy King, and this is also true of Wang Fu's paintings.

But if this stalemate continues, no one has a chance.

The selection method of the Saint King is simple and rude, but from a certain aspect, it can better reflect a person's strength. Without an absolute strength advantage, you can't go to the end. Even if some opportunists, will the Saint choose him?

In an instant, Fang Bai seemed to understand a little bit, and the Saint King might have planned it long ago.

In that case, there is nothing to hesitate.

Fang Bai walked slowly, and Wang Fu opened his mouth behind him, trying to stop him, but swallowed again.

The eyes of Zhao Xinghe and the black-clothed youth lit up at the same time, and Fang Bai's battle meant that two powerful opponents were missing, and the next battle was much easier.

"Is it you?"

Seeing Fang Bai coming, the man in white furrowed his brows and said solemnly: "You are very strong, but you can't make it to the end, why bother?"

Fang Bai smiled and said: "I want to try too, is there a problem?"

The face of the man in white became extremely ugly in an instant, and he said coldly: "Even if you beat me, can you beat others?"

The white-clothed man said very clearly that Fang Bai wants to win him, unless he enters that kind of weird state, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible; after that state is over, anyone can easily defeat him, this kind of battle is nothing. Meaningless.

"Only know after the battle." Fang Bai said lightly.

"Good!"

The white-clothed man was slightly angry, "Since you want to fight, stay with you to the end!"

The voice fell, the blue long sword suddenly appeared, and the void suddenly burst into a powerful kendo, and the sword light soared into the sky, extremely harsh.

Consummate Kendo?

"It is another consummation kendo." Fang Bai was secretly surprised. Recently, I have seen too many consummation methods, Wang Fuhua, Zhao Xinghe, Zhu Xi, Zhu Yang, and the young man in black.

In the early stage of entering the Dao realm, he realized the way to perfection, and he was extremely abnormal, but now there are so many gatherings. Could it be that the evildoers of the Eastern Region are all gathered here?

There is also a man in white clothes in front of him.

The Nine Fighting King Kong Cudgel is in hand, the infuriating spirit is running, the expression is dignified, and the battle is about to start!