True Martial World Chapter 334: An hour

People know that under the siege of more than a dozen people, Yi Yun will certainly not be able to persist for several rounds, but people want to be the one who ends the endgame and become the character of Yunlong Divine Kingdom. No one wants to be the second Murong Guang , Was seriously injured and got on with his future.

At this moment, Yi Yun's left hand trembled slightly, and the blood vessels were slightly raised. Although they did not burst, they still looked a bit overloaded. It seemed that they had cut off the sword just now. It is still too much for Yiyun.

He took out another jar of animal blood and drank it.

Seeing these scenes, many people are speechless. They feel that Yi Yun really deserves to be condemned and thundered by lightning. He always misleads others like this, his hands are shaking, and the veins in his arm are also broken. It still consumes so much, I can't see it anymore, but I almost killed Murong Guang with a sword. This way, they really didn't know what to do.

And what is that beast blood?

It seems that the effect is very significant. If it is the blood of an ordinary wild animal, the effect will be very ordinary.

If it is the blood of the ancient relics, let's not say how precious it is. The key is that he is only the purple blood cultivation. It is not easy to absorb the blood of the ancient relics.

For many martial arts, the blood of the ancient relics is no different from intestinal poison.

Facing this reason of unknown depth, these heavenly pride of Yunlong God Kingdom hesitated.

They care about their future achievements like a rare life. When they feel they can't beat Yi Yun, no one takes the initiative to stand up for a while.

At this moment, Bai silently stood up, and without a word, went straight to the God Barren Terrace.

When Bai appeared, Yi Yun's pupils shrank. He tightened the sword handle with one hand, and Aura slowly converged on his body. At this moment, Yi Yun was like a wild animal ready to go.

It's finally time to fight with this boy in black!

Yiyun already anticipated the hardships of this battle. If it was his peak, he would look forward to the battle with Bai and have full confidence.

But ... Yi Yun has no idea at the moment. He doesn't know how strong Bai's strength is and what his moves are.

The whole arena quieted down for a while.

People watched Shenhuangtai quietly, waiting for the final battle.

Wen Yu, Chu Xiaoran, and other warriors in Tai'a Shencheng were worried about Yi Yun. If nothing else, Yiyun already cannot use the strongest sword to defeat Feng Lin.

Without that sword, how can Yi Yun win in the face of unknown white?

Including the elders, Cang Yan and others are also dignified. I do n’t know what the outcome of this battle will be. Now the already that Cang Yan expects is not that Yi Yun will win the finals of this group, but that he is worried that Yi Yun will make a mistake and lose more than it pays.

In the corner of the arena, there is also a girl in red, watching this all quietly.

She is Luo Huoer.

Luo Huoer did not play in the league because she was not good at fighting, but she quietly came to the arena to watch the game in the finals.

If she only watches the game and does not erupt the special energy in her body, she is not worried about what is abnormal.

"Young Lady, the man in black looks amazing ..."

Beside Luo Huo'er, there is Donger standing with short legs.

"Cut, are you worried about Yi Yun?"

Donger immediately stopped talking. She quietly glanced at Luo Huo'er, and did not know what Luo Huo'er thought about. At this time, she felt that she was still shut up.

On the Shenhuang stage, the boy in black was holding the sword in his arms and did not shoot against Yi Yun.

"Are the two ready?" asked the referee at Tai'a Shencheng.

At this time, Bai stretched out a finger and looked at Yi Yun, "An hour! I wait for you for an hour!"

As soon as this remark was made, the audience was slightly surprised.

An hour? Is this boy in black to give Yi Yun time to recover his strength?

On the honor seat, the master of the Seven Star Tower frowned.

Although he has full confidence in Bai and believes that even in the heyday of Yi Yun, Bai can have a 90% chance of winning. However, he does not want Bai to give his opponent time to recover his strength at this time.

After all, this battle is very important. It can be guaranteed 100%. It must be 100%. Otherwise, already now loses the championship of the junior group. If there is a difference in the overall group, he will return to the Yunlong God Congress and be I don't know how many people laughed.

"White! You are too proud!" The stern voice of the master of the seven-star tower sounded in Bai's ear, "You are not qualified to dismiss the enemy now!"

"It's not arrogance, nor underestimate the enemy, but I want a real duel, if the master of the tower is unwilling, let others take the shot for me."

"You ..." The master of the Seven Star Tower glanced at the others, and frowned even more. There was no battle between Bai and Yi Yun. It was useless to count on others.

The master of the Seven Star Tower knows Bai's personality. No matter what others say, Bai's decision will not change. His personality is a headache.

The master of the Seven Star Tower had to stop talking, he knew that even punishing Bai was useless.

"An hour?" Yi Yun looked at Bai and was a little surprised. He didn't expect the other party to have such a request. Looking at the master of the seven-star tower of the Dragon Dragon Kingdom, there was no objection.

So, Yi Yun sat down on her knees, "You give me time, and I won't keep my hands!"

"That's what I want!" Bai said coldly, "You can't recover your hands for an hour. This is actually ... not the decisive battle I want."

Bai looked at Yi Yun's hand, and regretted it. He wanted to see the style of that sword.

"In the future, there will be opportunities."

Yi Yun hastened his time to meditate and adjust his breath. Just now he drank two cans of Jinwu's blood, which just took time to absorb.

The rest of this hour is very important to Yi Yun.

His opponents are not just white, but others.

He expected that this battle with Bai will be more difficult than Feng Lin's. After the fight, even if he wins, there will be less vitality left.

Jinwu's precious blood still has a little left. It is extremely difficult to deal with the remaining eleven members of Yunlong Divine Kingdom by relying on these precious blood and the only vitality left by him.

Time passed quietly, people looked at the stage with breathless breath, no one spoke, and no one left the scene.

People are waiting for this hour to pass.

Yi Yun's hand, already no longer bleeds, and the meridians also slowly continued. As long as you don't use the complete artistic conception of the pure Yang Jian Gong Jian, then Yi Yun's hand is completely fine.

Yi Yun in meditation slowly felt the burning of the precious blood of Jin Wu's seed in her body. This kind of power made Yi Yun's whole body burned.

Bai looked at Yi Yun at a distance of ten feet. He bit by bit, tangling the white cloth strips on his hands. When the cloth strips were completely entangled, Bai stood up and said lightly: "Time Arrived. "

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