C1189 (1/2)
The holy sect of heaven and sea is in a secret place.
Luo Yu doesn't know that there is a huge crisis and the disaster of death is coming to him, but now the battle of ranking in the secret place is still going on.
Now, the top five have competed. They are Luo Yu, Zhan Taiyue, Zhan long, Yan Wu and Xi Feng.
Elder Ma looked at the five and said: ”here is the competition for the first three. As for the reward for the first three, I've already told you, so I won't repeat it. The first one has an opportunity, an opportunity to take the initiative to worship the master. Besides the Lord, the first one can choose anyone in the clan as the master; In the next battle, we will use the contest of defending the challenge. Each of the five will defend the challenge once, and the other four will challenge the champion according to the order of drawing lots. After the five battles, we will decide the ranking according to the number of victories. OK, let's draw lots now;
As he spoke, elder Ma suspended five black balls the size of eggs in front of the five people. Each of the five people chose one and then kneaded it. The black ball turned into a number.
The number floating in front of Luo Yu is three, which means that he is the third person to defend the challenge and the second person to challenge.
Yanwu is the first one who draws the first number. He is the first one to defend the challenge. Zhan long, who draws the second number, is the first disciple to challenge Yanwu.
&With the order of elder Ma, the first round champion, Yanwu, takes the stage to defend the challenge, and the second round champion, Zhanlong, challenges Yanwu.
Yanwu and Zhan Longfei go to the battle platform and look at each other with fear. No one will fight first.
Both of them had a strong momentum, and a strong wave of Zhenyuan came out of them. Around Yanwu's body, a hot red flame rose directly.
The red flame twisted the surrounding void, and the temperature in the space was rising rapidly, and soon it was hot to a terrible level.
Luo Yu's eyes narrowed as he looked at the fire red flame. At this time, the congenital spirit fire in the congenital flame body can be strong and powerful with the cultivation of the congenital fire spirit body.
His son Luo Ling had this fire in his body. Now Yan Wu is the cultivation of the late Yuan Dynasty. His innate spirit fire has the power to burn and kill the Emperor Wu in the late Yuan Dynasty.
The battle dragon looks at the flame all over his body, just like the flame of the God of war. His face is slightly dignified. Then there are bursts of dragon chants in his body. Layers of Golden Dragon scales appear on his body surface, and a pair of dragon wings appear behind him.
Shua!
Shua!
The two suddenly turned into two streamers of red and gold, shooting at each other with great momentum. It was originally the battle dragon in the middle Yuan Dynasty. After the Dragon turned, the momentum reached the late Yuan Dynasty, which was on a par with Yanwu.
The fight dragon's fist was covered with golden scales, and a blow burst out. Suddenly, the space gave out a roaring thunder.
A giant dragon's fist force blows to Yanwu. There are not only physical strength but also the explosion of Zhenyuan force. The space cracks in the roaring of the dragon.
Zhan Long's move is a full blow!
&”Burn the mountain! &Quot;
the inborn spirit fire in Yanwu's body poured into the sword in his hand. A huge flame sword awn with amazing temperature cut into the strength of the fist dragon.
Bang ~
suddenly, the flame of the sword explodes, and the whole competition platform turns into a fire scene. The battle dragon breaks through the layers of fire waves and sweeps to Yanwu. This leg has the strength of running to the mountain. Yanwu raises the sword and uses the blade to block this leg.
However, the scales on the dragon's legs were so hard that they smashed on the edge of the blade, which made him fly away. His blood was boiling and he vomited blood.