Chapter 815 (2/2)

”Ha ha, even if this little girl can enter the top four, I don't think she is the opponent of the other three

”That's right. The remaining three people are all top three in the list of potential. This little girl is just opportunistic. If she relies on her real ability, I'm afraid mieba will break through her spiritual interference and kill her on the spot for thousands of times!”

”Hey, anyway, mieba is out of the game. What's the use of those now? Let's prepare for the next big fight!”

”Wow With the sound of chaos, the audience around the originally quiet bazhengtai suddenly came back to life. All of them were talking about it, pointing to the four winners who had just emerged from the four battlefields.

”Giggle, congratulations on the success of Lampson, Zhuge, Youwu, Liu Yiming and the four of them in the battle of the top four The voice of yunluan fairy resounded again, and the light shield of the eight battle platforms turned into nothingness again in a flash. The battle platforms separated from each other were quickly converging towards one place. At the same time, four young men and women stood in their respective regional battle platforms, waiting to see the movement of the eight battle platforms.

Blazing, blazing, blazing

A series of strange noises came up coldly, and the eight battle platforms in one place changed again. An invisible law, the power of Xuanqi, came down from the sky and perfectly divided the whole eight array platform into two parts from the central area.The shining power of law mask is like a transparent barrier, which perfectly divides the four people standing in pairs in the half platform area into two teams.

At this time, the ghosts and demons were born in lampusheng and Liu Yiming, both of them were in the area on one side of the eight array platform. However, Zhuge of Tianyun sect and Wuxiao monk of MiFu sect were standing in the other side of Bazhen platform.

Gulu, Gulu

There was a gasp from tension to suffocation, and at the same time, it came out from all the observatories. All the strong men of all forces looked at the four figures in pairs on the stage, which made the whole eight formation platform filled with an inexplicable dignified and depressing atmosphere.

”Ha ha, there seems to be a big gap between the ghost sect Lampson and Chen Baozhai Liu Yiming! Obviously, Lampson has a better chance of winning. When elder martial brother Zhuge confronted the monk Wu, it seemed that they would have to go all out and spare no effort to deal with it. It seemed that the fight would be very fierce. In the end, they would only be able to take advantage of the ghost clan's Lampson! ” Tianyun Zong battle platform position above, small fat Zhen not just a face solemnly speak mouth analysis. His eyes fell on Zhuge's successful figure with some worry, and then swept past Lampson's figure in another area with great indignation.

”Keke, mieba played Liu Yiming before, but no one thought mieba would lose! Now, Liu Yiming against Lampson is the same, no one will expect the final outcome before the fight begins! And even if Lampson really goes to the end and wins, do you dare to say that Zhuge's success and no one else can be better than Lampson? ” Wu trace coughed a few times, and took the lead in making a statement before the people answered. Obviously, the implication of the words in the words without trace is very clear. Everything in the battle is unknown, and the people who win in the end rely on their real strength. After all, luck is also a kind of strength. Anyone who takes the competition lightly will end up with a taste of defeat like mieba.

”Ha ha, what you taught me is that this kind of low-level mistake will not happen to Xiaosheng. However, no trace elder brother, how can I feel that you seem to be partial to the Lampson of the demon clan in your words! ” Small fat Zhen not just full face depressed, repeatedly to this no trace nodded is a way. Then, a cunning color flashed over his chubby face, and he looked at a serious and serious face and asked in a quiet voice.

”Brush!” In a twinkling, all the disciples of the Sutra collection Pavilion of the Academies on both sides turned their eyes, and they also looked at Wu trace curiously, waiting for Wu trace's next response