Chapter 1689 (2/2)
Now, there are only 18 people left, including nine of the ten evil spirits. They are bound to meet.
Next, is the real wonderful place of Dingbao conference.
Before that, the top ten demons swept the rest of the world, and each of them scored eight points.
But then, some people's points will stop growing, while others will continue to grow. The total points of ten major gates will open up a distance.
Wang Jian and Mo Yang are on the stage and look at each other.
”Moyang, three years ago, you were not my opponent. This time, you are not my opponent either!”
Wang Jian opens his mouth, and his sword Qi soars into the sky.
Wang Jian, the unique evil spirit of jiuxiao sword clan, has strong fighting power and incomparable swordsmanship.
Three years ago, when luoshuihan had not yet risen, Wang Jian ranked second among the top ten evils and fought with Shenzi. Unfortunately, three years ago, Wang Jian was not only defeated by Shenzi, but also defeated by luoshuihan, falling to the third place.
”How do you know if you don't fight? I will defeat you in this battle
The evil Yang opens his mouth, and his whole body is full of evil Qi, like a demon God.
When the referee announced the start, they moved at the same time.
”Sword swings nine days!”
”The devil roars all over the world!”
The two men were old rivals. As soon as they made a move, they broke out with all their strength. There was nothing to explore. They fought fiercely, and the rules filled the battle platform. The roar was constant, and they made terrible collisions.Around, all the people are staring at, many people are shocked, repeatedly exclaimed, marvel at the two men's combat power.
However, after a while, Lu Ming lost interest.
He had seen so much of this fighting power in the Baizu battlefield and was not interested in it.
Moyang and Wang Jian fought with each other for hundreds of moves. Finally, Wang Jian got the upper hand, defeated Moyang and continued to win.
Of course, Moyang is defeated and can continue to fight later.
With a cold face, Moyang returned to the stands and continued the competition.
Then, after two games, there was another heavyweight match.
It's a duel between the ten evil spirits.
Purple Maple, the evil spirit of the war king hall, Prince Cong.
This war, can be said to be a close match, two people fierce fight for hundreds of moves, the last Purple Maple slightly win a move, won the victory.
”Lu Ming, Lu Yuan!”
The voice of breaking yuan GUI rang out.
”Luyuan, the man of the God sect!”
Lu Ming finally came to the spirit, step out, appeared on the platform.
Finally, I met Tianjiao of tianshenzong again.
Lu Yuan, stepping on the battle platform, stands opposite to Lu Ming.
”Lu Ming, it seems that elder martial brother luoshuihan doesn't need to do it. You're going to die in my hands!”
Lu Yuan's eyes were cold, his whole body was filled with cold metallic luster, and his breath was extremely strong.
Lu Yuan's combat power is very strong, and he is also a superior spirit body. His cultivation has reached the third stage of semi sage, the level of the rule tank.
In Cangzhou, it is second only to the ten evil spirits.
As a matter of fact, among the remaining 18 people, nine are demons, and the other nine are only next to the top ten evil spirits. All of them are extremely proud and covetous for the top ten evil spirits.
”There's so much nonsense!”
Lu Ming spoke faintly.
”Kill!”
When the referee announced the start, Lu Yuan roared and rushed to Lu Ming. The luster of his metal became more intense. The whole person seemed to be turned into a piece of metal.
What he practiced was not holy light, the core skill of the Heavenly God sect. It was just because the spirit and body did not match, but it was still terrible.
Boom!
Lu Ming blows out with a fist and bombards Lu Yuan.
When!
It was like two pieces of iron hitting each other. Lu Yuan's body shook and he went back several steps. Of course, Lu Ming also took a few steps symbolically.