The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 785: Xiao Yan’s style


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And the originally faint Xuan Lan also became real in an instant. She was already standing in place, with a slender half-moon scimitar floating quietly behind her, making people shudder.

"Xia Birou, you are defeated! From now on, the golden battle flag will be held by my Xuan family!"

Her voice is quite soft and beautiful, making people feel like spring breeze.

However, everyone on the court heard it like thunder in nine days, shaking the body violently, and the expressions on his faces were different, shocked, stunned, unbelievable, all.

It's incredible!

Since the opening of the game, Xia Birou, who has been defeated one by one with absolute strength, has been defeated by Xuanlan.

This situation completely exceeded everyone's expectations!

Those who kept clamoring at first suddenly felt something hot on their cheeks, as if they were being "pop" by the ethereal girl like an elf, and slapped hard: Shut up your old lady!

"Not bad!"

Qin Yi smiled faintly. Although he had anticipated this situation a long time ago, he felt quite comfortable seeing Xuan Lan defeating Xia Birou at the moment.

Xuanlan wins, then the Xuan family’s promise to him should be fulfilled. From now on, both himself and Sister Yang will be able to use the high-grade sacred artifacts. In addition, if there is intelligence in the future Xuanjia can also help herself for free.

"Xia Birou lost?"

On the opposite tower, an incredible exclamation broke out. Xia Changhe and other members of the Xia family suddenly stood up, their faces full of anger and unwillingness.

Such results are difficult for them to accept!

In the golden arena, Xia Birou's face was a little pale, and there was a trace of blood on her lips. She was not beaten, but bitten by herself. She looked like a female leopard, staring at the pretty life without moving. The girl standing there would rush at any time.

Suddenly, she smiled with relief: "The Holy See of the Kyushu Holy See is indeed well-deserved, and I am considered to be a teacher today!"

After speaking, she turned into a silver stream and disappeared in the opposite tower.

"Haha, Qin Yi, thank you!"

Xuan Lan returned to Qin Yi's side, with a string of silver bell-like laughter in her mouth. The crystal clear jade cheeks, like egg white, flushed with excitement, were truly touching.

"No thanks, you are already very strong, I just gave some pointers."

Qin Yi touched his nose and smiled faintly.

"Haha, sister Xuanlan, congratulations! This time, your Xuan family will finally be in charge of winning the golden battle flag for a hundred years. From then on, your father will be the prime minister of Da Chu!"

Xiao Ning laughed loudly and sincerely congratulated Xuanlan.

With the end of the battle between Xuanlan and Xia Birou, the game on the Golden Arena also ended.

However, the game on the silver side is not over yet.

Since Xiao Yan appeared, he has been fighting until now. It can be described as a rainbow of momentum. With absolute strength, he defeated all the challengers who came forward.

At this time, everyone's eyes on the field were focused on the silver field.

"Ding Gaoshuang, you, defeat!"

Xiao Yan stood in the center of the arena, with a slender half-moon scimitar quietly suspended behind him, faintly emitting a powerful killing intent.

Ding Gaoshuang looked sad, glanced at Xiao Yan, and silently exited.

"Four consecutive victories!"

Many people around the stadium exclaimed and had to look at Xiao Yan with admiration. The four masters, Gan Shi, Zhuge Anye, Wang Dahu, and Yuan Dong, all lost to Xiao Yan's hands.

Furthermore, Xiao Yan was still defeated by an absolute advantage. No one held on to Xiao Yan for five minutes.

Xiao Yan stood quietly in the center of the arena, dressed in a white dress robe like a nine-day fairy. At this time, her gentle and elegant temperament disappeared, and replaced by an extreme sharpness Sense of.

Xiao Yan, the number one beauty in Ink City, no matter where she goes, he will attract countless males fiery eyes, but at this time, the males around the stadium look at the first beauty in Ink City, more , But it is jealous.

"Xiao Yan, I know very strong, but as long as I am present, you cannot create a myth today!"

Soon, Yue Xiaoyun, the "battle son" of the Yue family, rushed into the silver arena.

Yue Xiaoyun, wearing a golden robe, looks luxurious and extraordinary. Before the opening of the Battle of the Flag, he had conspired to murder Xiao Yan, but it was a pity that a mysterious cloaked man was killed at a critical moment and his conspiracy Destroyed.

"Ping Pong Pong!"

The two had no extra nonsense, and they quickly fought together.

Yue Xiaoyun’s weapon is also a wide war sword. However, his war sword is blue. The sword is nearly two meters long, and the faint light flows slowly over the sword body. Quite domineering.

War swords, the most common colors, are these: blood, bicolor, blue, ink and pink.

Among them, blood and blue are the more long swords, and the rarest is pink.

"Dry Blue Magic Decision-First Form!"

"Dry Blue Magic Jue——The Second Form!"

"..."

Xiao Yan's attacks are not at all ambiguous, one is stronger than the other, and the speed is faster than the other.

Her major in martial arts is not weak at first. After Qin Yi's guidance, she has stepped up to a whole new level in terms of power.

At this time, her whole person is perfectly integrated with the slender half-moon scimitar, without the slightest flaw, endless sword energy, rushing to the four directions, even those who are hundreds of meters away from the audience feel the cheek , Was hurt by the strong knife qi.

Yue Xiaoyun, wearing a golden robe, is not at the same level in combat power. As soon as he fights, he has the disadvantage, and he is losing ground and embarrassed.

"Dry Blue Magic Jue——The Fifth Style!"

In the sweet voice, Xiao Yan's half-moon scimitar was brilliant, dazzling, murderous, and with a sharp howling sound, with the force of smashing everything, it moved toward the moon howling cloud ahead, fiercely Cut off.

The spinning slender scimitar was still more than ten feet away. Yue Xiaoyun felt the endless sword intent, like a surging sea, rushing towards him crazily, his head was full The black hair is always backward, and the golden robe on his body is hunting.

All of a sudden, his mind was blank, and he only felt the slender scimitar that came from the slash, like a big face of a life-threatening ghost rushing out of hell.

"My mother!"

Yue Xiaoyun exclaimed, and his soul trembled, subconsciously raising his sword to block.

"Dang!"

The slender machete slashed on the war sword, making a sharp and piercing sound, Yue Xiaoyun's arms numb, and the jaws of both palms were instantly smashed into blood.


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