After these strong Dou Luo stepped into the Doura field.
The whole stand is boiling, and the sound is straight into the clouds.
Those Qiang Dou Luo looked bland one by one, and ignored the cheers around. After they came in, they looked at the fighting table for the first time, and the lonely figure on the fighting table.
They narrowed their eyes, and an invisible road was permeated.
Is this the legendary strong Douro?
Six days from the fighter to Qiang Dou Luo.
Eleven king of fighting.
Becoming the first legend of Douro's first uncle's promotion from the Qiang King to Johitaro?
interesting.
At the level of John Douro.
In fact, there are few opportunities to shoot with their peers, because in their peers that can make them rare, and most of them have been fighting between Dou Luo, familiar with each other.
So most of them practice in the field, either retreat.
When the Daro Dao Farm gave them a message, give them the legendary experience of Long Xiaoshan these days.
This has aroused the strong interest of these strong Doura, coming from all directions.
There is no doubt.
Long Xiaoshan's legend has led to their strong curiosity, even war.
Even if Long Xiaoshan's record is so brilliant.
But as a strong Dou Luo.
Which is not the evil evil.
Pick up one by one in the peers.
How can it be scared by Long Xiaoshan's record.
Even the stronger the record of Long Xiaoshan, the more prosperous their fighting spirit, the more you want to see it.
In the void, the crazy violent, or the coldness of the mountain, or the heavily -like sword, approached the Long Xiaoshan. The void around Long Xiaoshan began to distort inexplicably.
Long Xiaoshan, who has not moved, slowly opened his eyes.
Look at the few people who come in.
The terrible road pressure seemed to be in the storm, and he had many illusions in front of his eyes.
Then, then
Long Xiaoshan's eyes flashed.
Immediately afterwards, all the leaves of the green wood method shone.
There is a rule that the vortex is born, like a black hole, devouring all invasive knives.
Suddenly.
The void calms down.
Those who released the Taoist Douro have shrunk and disappear. Their intentions are like stones.
The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.
It can make Douro the exception for him, and it really is extraordinary.
The more the blood of the strong Douro became hotter, as if the flame was burning.
Among them, the bald man with a long knife wants to step on the platform.
A handsome young man smiled slightly: "Demon sound, Xiao Ye, you have higher rankings than me, how about letting your younger brother fight first?"
People who speak.
For Liyang Gongzi.
The first son of the first family of the great west, Liyang.
Leaving the Yang Fozhong Gong in one hand, and fighting the city of Dou Luo, although he ranked high in Qiangdou Luo, only 82 consecutive victories, but Liyang Gongzi was the second youngest in the last age of Qiang Douro.
It can be seen that its talent.
Moreover, it was more than a year ago from the last time it appeared on the fighting table. For this kind of arrogance, it can be changed too much for more than a year.
Who knows to what extent is Liyang Gongzi now.
It is definitely a time to win Gang Dou Luo.
Xiao Ye's eyes fell on Liyang. For a moment, he nodded his head and stood in the void.
Mr. Liyang dodged and landed gracefully on the fighting platform.
The land in the far west has the reputation of Prince Liyang being unparalleled in the world.
Not only because of Young Master Liyang's talent, but also because of his unparalleled handsome appearance, he can be called the most beautiful man in the far west.
He calmly walked a hundred meters in front of Long Xiaoshan, then stopped, bent down and said gracefully: "Li Yang has met Mr. Long, please give me some advice."
He does not call Long Xiaoshan your Excellency or Taoist friend, but is accustomed to calling him son in the secular world, which shows his personality.
Long Xiaoshan raised his eyes slightly, without getting up, and said calmly: "Come on."
No matter how elegant Young Master Liyang is, he can't help but squint his eyes slightly. Long Xiaoshan can't even get up. Tell him, come on.
He smiled as if he didn't mind.
boom!
Silently.
The ground under Long Xiaoshan's butt suddenly cracked, and a dark red flame shot into the sky.
Mr. Li Yang's fire control is the best among the powerful douluo.
The flames were like a fire from the sky, engulfing Long Xiaoshan in an instant.
Mr. Li Yang still had a smile on his face, but his actions were extremely cold. The flames raged wildly and exploded continuously, like nuclear bombs exploding.
In the flames, there are roaring fire dragons, roaring fire phoenixes, fire rhinoceros, fire pythons, fire elephants, fire knives, fire swords, fire rain, fire meteors...
Mr. Liyang raised his hand.
At least ninety-nine kinds of fire magic skills were performed.
When each one explodes, it is enough to destroy a thousand miles in radius.
During the Battle of the King of Fighters, Long Xiaoshan encountered the Fire Spirit's 6th Star Latitude, and its Fire Starburst was very powerful.
It can even protest against Long Xiaoshan’s Samadhi True Fire.
But compared with Master Liyang, Lu Xingwei's fire skills are like playing with a big sword in front of Guan Gong.
Any of Mr. Li Yang's fire techniques can be compared with Starburst.
The difference is that it took a lot of effort for Liu Xingwei to use Starburst, but Master Liyang did it easily, like a flame king, without even shedding a drop of sweat.
In the stands, countless people had earth-colored faces.
Although those fire spells didn't hit them.
Even though they were separated by the formation, they still felt destruction and despair.
In the VIP room, Tu Mengyun was so nervous that he leaned on the lens, not daring to express his anger.
The fire bombing lasted for three full minutes.
Don't think it's short.
Because in these three minutes, it seemed like dozens of nuclear bombs were bombing the ring every minute. What was it like? It was an apocalyptic three minutes. It felt like three hours or three days had passed.
Mr. Liyang finally stopped bombing.
Not tired.
But he couldn't feel Long Xiaoshan's aura. Could it be that the other party was killed by the explosion.
Mr. Li Yang narrowed his eyes. He stood there with his hands behind his hands, but did not relax, because he knew how powerful Qiang Douluo was, let alone a Qiang Douluo who had made an extraordinary promotion in the Douluo Arena.
The flame gradually extinguished.
The battle platform was exposed and was riddled with holes.
The fighting platform in Qiang Douluo District is strong enough to withstand the impact of the late Jindan period.
Mr. Liyang obviously cannot be destroyed, but it still leaves colorful traces on it.
Mr. Liyang shrank fiercely.
After the flames dissipated, Long Xiaoshan was still sitting there, his body spotless. The flames just now did not cause any harm to him, and his clothes were not even wrinkled. How could it be possible?
"Your fire is not strong enough, look at mine."
Suddenly, red light appeared in Long Xiaoshan's eyes, mouth and nose.
boom!
The true fire of Samadhi gushes out like a torrent.