The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 1697: Strong wins out

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At this time, the anger that emanated from Xia Jiuyou's graceful body can be felt even if it is a dead person.

If it hadn't been scrupulous about the rules of the game, she would have rushed over at this moment and started fighting with Donggongfu.

"Grass, I really can't stand it anymore. This Donggong Fu really uses himself as the Emperor of Xiangu!"

"Don't you just rely on having a heart of flowing light? You are arrogant here!"

"I really want to take a good look, how powerful is his so-called streamer heart?"

"..."

Outside the martial arts field, there was an angry shout. It was obvious that the arrogance of Donggong Fu had completely angered everyone.

However, due to the current semi-final, these people can only curse.

Faced with the anger of the people, Donggongfu always just sat there with an indifferent expression, and did not take these people at all.

In his opinion, these people are just jumping clowns, nothing more.

And Dongfangzhi, Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang and others, feeling the anger of the people off the court, are all overjoyed. They want this effect.

By then, Dongfangzhi only need a few casual sentences, it will be enough to incite all these people, and gang fight Donggong Fu.

In the end, Xia Jiuyou suppressed the monstrous anger in his chest forcibly, without breaking out.

Remembering the previous secret discussion with Dongfangzhi and others, he exhaled a long breath, and then, a charming smile slowly appeared on that delicate little face, looking at Donggong Fudao from a distance : "Donggong Fu, I want to take a look, how long can you be arrogant?"

Donggongfu looked at her indifferently, and said lightly: "I don't think I am arrogant. In my eyes, you are just a jumping clown."

"Really?"

Xia Jiuyou's long eyelashes blinked lightly, and then stopped saying anything, her body shook and turned into a slim red light, passing by everyone's sight, returning to In his seat.

"Now, the second round of the semifinals begins."

The grand ancestor of the Phoenix, announcing that the soft voice still contains an extremely powerful voice, suppressing all the curses outside the court.

Second game of the semi-finals: The ultimate champion of the white tiger division is Chen Feiyan, against the ultimate champion of the Xuanwu division Donggong Fu.

As the Phoenix ancestor’s voice fell, that elegant temperament, like the dust and smoke of a nine-day fairy, immediately turned into a white glow, bursting out, and in the blink of an eye, it was already standing pretty. That martial arts center.

Then, her delicate and slender hand turned over, and a pink slender war sword was held tightly in her hand.

With the appearance of this pink war sword, an invisible sword aura also diffused out, instantly filling every inch of space here.

"Dust is not smoke, you are just like Xia Jiuyou, but just a clown."

Looking at the white shadow in the center of the martial arts field from a distance, Donggong Fu said slowly: "Just give up, you can never be my opponent, otherwise, I would not say that you are just a clown."

Chen Feiyan's clear and shallow eyebrows, a slight frown, but in the end it did not happen, just shook the beautiful head: "No, if I didn’t defeat me personally, I would be Chen Feiyan, absolutely not May admit defeat easily."

Hearing this, Donggongfu let out a sigh of relief, but stopped saying anything, got up from his seat, and walked slowly toward the center of the martial arts field.

Pap! Click!

The sound of Donggongfu's footsteps seems to contain a powerful imperial Dao internal strength, which easily suppresses the noise outside the court.

With each step he took, the whole earth was trembling faintly.

Obviously, he deliberately walked out of such a heavy step. He wanted to prove to everyone here that her Donggong Fu is the real protagonist of this hero meeting.

Donggong Fu finally came to the position about thirty feet in front of Chen Feiyan, stood still, then flipped his hand and took out his ink-colored small sword, with a condescending posture, looked at Chen Feiyan indifferently: "You , You can easily defeat you without using the heart of flowing light. I will never use my heart of flowing light in front of a clown."

War!

Chen Feiyan’s temperament is quite simple, and I won’t say a word of nonsense. Even if the delicate toes are a little on the ground, with this force, the whole person and the pink war sword , Holding it in a straight line, stabs towards the Donggong Fu in front of it like a meteor.

Donggong Fu didn't say much anymore, immediately holding the ink-colored small sword, quickly greeted him.

"Ping Pong Pong!"

Suddenly, the two fought violently together, and two white figures, in the center of the martial arts field, constantly intertwined.

And the majestic waves of air also blasted out, impacting in all directions, impacting on the chests of the people on the scene, like an invisible blunt weapon, violently impacting, making People are quite uncomfortable.

Donggong Fu is indeed very strong, but Chen Feiyan is also the ultimate champion of the White Tiger division, and naturally it is quite not weak.

As time went by, the battle between the two became more and more intense. The two continuously intertwined figures shot from the ground to the air, and from the air to the ground, it was impossible to tell who was who.

Having maintained the move for half an hour, the intertwined figures of the two of them suddenly stopped and stopped there quietly.

Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that the ink-colored little sword of Donggong Fu was already immobile against Chen Feiyan’s large-scale chest. As long as Donggong Fu gently pushed, the sharp ink-colored little sword, It can easily penetrate the heart of dust and smoke.

Chen Feiyan stood there blankly, a touch of amazement faintly flashed across her elegant little face.

"I have said that, in my eyes, you are just a jumping clown."

Looking at the dust in front of him, Donggongfu said indifferently: "If it weren't the rules of the game, you can only click to stop. I believe that you are now a corpse."

After speaking, he took the ink-colored little sword, no longer looked at Chen Feiyan, and slowly turned around, always revealing the ultimate indifference.

Chen Feiyan also put away the pink war sword and walked away silently. However, there was no loss of defeat on his face. There was a sense of elegance and calmness in every gesture.

She was able to hold on for half an hour in the hands of Donggong Fu. Such a record is actually quite good.

"The final master of the Xuanwu division, Donggong Fu, against the white tiger division, the ultimate master of Donggong Fu, the final result, Donggong Fu won."

The Phoenix ancestor announced the result, paused, and then said: "According to the competition system, the semi-finals and finals will be played consecutively. Then, the next will be the finals."