Chapter 228 (2/2)
So far, China has won all three points and is sure to be promoted.
The eight pole avalanche disappeared, but Su Fu's breath was still strong and terrible!
He walked step by step out of the Western Federal Home Church.
Like a giant, it's shocking.
The audience burst into an uproar.
Then they swarmed out and followed Su Fu.
Bellas, who followed Sufu behind, became unpopular.
You know, he's going to kick china!
However, everyone's attention focused on Su Fu.
Su Fu at the moment is too strong!
Su Fu walked to the home of China.
His eyes were slightly depressed.
Beichuan film kicking hall Huaxia, can Zhou Luo block it?
Beichuan shadow's accumulated momentum is not weaker than Su Fu
After all, Kitagawa film's momentum was not even weaker than that of Su Fu.
……
Huaxia main stadium.
The whole venue was very quiet, and everyone sucked the air conditioner without making a sound.
In the challenge arena.
Five tornadoes were sweeping at high speed.
Every tornado is formed by the knife Qi from chopping.
Five tornadoes sweeping across represent five knives.
One end of the challenge arena.
Beichuan shadow lowered his eyes, put his hand on the handle and slowly retracted the knife into the scabbard.
The knife light is as cold as ten thousand years of ice
He had two knives pinned to his waist, but he just pulled out one and cut five.
In five tornadoes.
A flaming beast was roaring.
The terrible flame exploded and constantly impacted the tornado.
The fire even soared into the sky with a tornado.
But with the five tornadoes getting closer and closer
Blood splashed from the flame of the flame beast. The blood evaporated by the flame and emitted black gas
In the audience.
Yang Zhengguo sighed.
Tuoba Xiong also shook his head.
Luo Xuan's eyes were full of blood and unwilling
Zhou Luo has worked hard.
But
Beichuan shadow is really too strong.
He controlled the wind, only five knives, let Zhou Luo lose.
Boom!
Beichuan shadow warrior robe was exposed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly skimmed.
Later, Zhou Luo in the sky fell to the ground
The latter was covered with knife marks all over his body, and blood flowed out of it without stopping.
Beichuan shadow stepped on wooden clogs and looked cold.
Yang Zhengguo's eyes were complex. He looked at Zhou Luo who fell to the ground.
The latter was covered with blood, but he still stubbornly got up and didn't admit defeat.
Beichuan shadow did not kill, and Yang Zhengguo had no reason to do it.
Zhou Luo's battle suit was cut and stained with blood.
But her eyes were still grumpy and unyielding.
”I... can fight!”
Zhou Luo coughed up blood, gritted her teeth and was burning with eyes.
Even though the great pressure from Beichuan shadow made her feel almost collapse, she still didn't admit defeat.
The wings of flame emerged from behind her, and the shadow of flame beast appeared on her palms.
Beichuan shadow glanced at the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhou Luo, who insisted, showing a sneer.
”You're too weak... What's the point of persistence?”
Zhou Luo bit her teeth.
The two fire animal heads in the arms pounded out.
”Wildfire!”
Beichuan shadow half drooped eyelids slightly.
Tear it.
A knife light appeared as fast as lightning.
The terrible tornado rolled up again.
The wildfire was dispersed in an instant.
Zhou Luo's body was also swept up by the tornado, and then fell on the challenge arena
Blood gurgled out.
”In World War I yesterday, Huaxia Sufu bullied the Eastern Federation, smashed the challenge arena and destroyed my home... Today, I Beichuan film will return everything.”
Beichuan shadow said coldly.
The languid tone was sonorous.
Holding the knife in the backhand, the light of the knife was extremely cold and suddenly inserted into the challenge arena.
The challenge arena suddenly roared and was cut in half from the middle
In the distance, Zhou Luo stood up shakily in the collapsed challenge arena.
Her eyes couldn't open. They were full of blood. She was supported by an idea.
Admit defeat?
Not admit defeat
She, Hua Xia Zhou Luo, can still fight!
Yang Zhengguo could not bear to see his temper, and his anger was rolling.
Beichuan film is purely intentional. It is not a killer and does not let the master help.
Just want to see Zhou Luo beg for mercy!
Shit, if Nicholas and Kitagawa Yuehua hadn't locked him in their strong perception, they would have slapped the matchless Kitagawa shadow with his short temper.
Tuoba Xiong's blood was boiling all over his body, and his eyes burst out cold and killing.
Luo Zhen clenched his fist and the green veins on his neck beat.
Click!
A roar.
The challenge arena began to crumble slowly to both sides.
Beichuan shadow grabbed the samurai sword and waved the flower. Then his eyes fell on Zhou Luo, who still didn't beg for mercy and admit defeat.
His eyes did not fluctuate.
Then, a knife is wielded to guide the wind!
Boom!
A tornado swept by.
The challenge arena collapsed on both sides.
And his Beichuan shadow is stepping on the wind and slowly floating in the air
Suddenly.
Beichuan shadow frowned.
The challenge arena originally separated on both sides.
With a loud bang, they were photographed together.
I don't know when.
In front of Zhou Luo, there was a burly figure more than three meters high.
Put your hands into the challenge arena and snap the arena cut in half together.
Now.
The tornado roared in the wind.
However, it was the burly figure blocked in front of Zhou Luo.
Crush it with one palm.
PS: the fourth watch! Fifteen thousand words!