Before the war, he had tried to overestimate Longshan, so he organized so many strong fighting sects, and even used the unpleasant wheel battle to consume Long Xiaoshan.
But he didn't expect.
Long Xiaoshan is even more difficult to entangle than what he imagined.
In nine games, he watched it all.
Few people can pose too much threats to Long Xiaoshan, and the battle usually ends within ten interest periods.
He doesn't know how much the other party consumes.
However, it seems that Long Xiaoshan is in good condition, and the wheel battle does not play a role at all.
Now, only the tenth game is left.
At this end, if he couldn't beat Long Xiaoshan, I am afraid he had no face to continue the wheels.
Gao Yang rose empty.
Standing on the fighting table.
In this tenth game, only he came in person, he was not assured of others.
Of course, this does not mean that he is sure of himself.
However, if you are not sure, he can't fight timidly.
This is the bottom line of the Da Luo Soul, which can be defeated, but you can't escape.
Gao Yang stared at the opposite Long Xiaoshan, and the soul of the whole body twisted the void, giving a feeling of unreal and real coexistence. He opened his mouth, and his voice seemed to penetrate the soul and sounded directly in the heart of Long Xiaoshan.
"You are very strong, you have expected it, but the more you perform, the more lightly describe it.
"Win -win is not a litter. You want to shake my will by soul skills. I advise you not to waste your strength." Long Xiaoshan said lightly.
Gao Yang's eyes shrank.
His soul power, pervasiveness.
In fact, it was already a thoughtful confidence, and the will of the other party was confused.
But the other party does not seem to be disturbed.
He looked indifferent. In an instant, his eyebrows shone, and there were thousands of Gao Yang figures appeared in the void, and he split towards Long Xiaoshan.
"Thousand Magic Palms!"
The terrible strong wind raging.
The layers of palm prints rush from all directions like torrents.
It is true when it is true.
That layered figure can't see the true and false, as if everyone is true, and it seems that everyone is false. This Gao Yang's soul technique has obviously reached a very clever realm.
However, Long Xiaoshan's look has not changed.
These days, I have fought with disciples of Da Luo Soul.
Long Xiaoshan does not have no harvest.
There is a lot of understanding of soul art.
"meteor!"
Long Xiaoshan replaced the gun with a palm, thousands of meteors, collided with the palm print.
Boom!
The sound of vigor exploding is endless, and a large number of palms are crushed, and the void is crushed.
Even the figures of Gao Ying continued to break.
However, after the broken crack, Gao Ying's figure will continue to reunite, endless, endlessly.
"It's useless to fight me."
Long Xiaoshan opened lightly.
"Void -Fengzhen!"
His hands were stamped quickly, referring to Xuan Chenghe, in a moment, the space of the entire ring seemed to turn into a transparent cube, and everything inside stopped running.
Gao Ying is the same.
All his fantasies are difficult to move in the seal.
No matter how real the body is, a person's overall power will not change. Gao Ying uses soul art to give each illusion that has its own strength. In fact, it is still not real. How can he resist the seal.
The avatar is difficult to move, and Gao Ying can only pull back the strength of the avatar back to the body.
The fantasy body disappears, leaving only his body.
He torn the power of seal.
However, Long Xiaoshan's attack has come.
"Destroy!"
I don't want to waste time, Long Xiaoshan showed a shot of killing. Although the dragon is not used, but with the power of gold, this shot is also terrible, with the breath of destroying everything.
Instantly stabbed Gao Ying.
Gao Ying's expression changed madly. This shot made him feel death, and his vitality was annihilated. In a moment, he broke out all the strength.
escape!
Gao Ying's body is split in the air.
Turn into a fuzzy shadow scattered.
moment.
The ring was penetrated by the golden gunfire, and the terrible gunfire was stabbed on the light curtain by the fighting table. It could not be vented. The finely broken guns shocked in all directions.
After more than ten breaths.
The impact gradually subsided.
Everyone looked at the ring and took a breath.
The hard and hard ring has been covered with gun marks. You must know that this ring, ordinary Jin Dan attack can be lost, and Long Xiaoshan just shot just now, but it seems to plow the ring. It can be seen to what extent its attack power.
And at this moment.
There are only Longshan Mountains on the ring.
Gao Ying stood under the ring.
His face is blue and white, there are many broken traces on the clothes, and there are several obvious blood stains on his face, which looks extremely embarrassed.
He had just tried to avoid Long Xiaoshan's gun just now.
However, the shot of Long Xiaoshan was too powerful. Those broken guns were scanned, causing a great threat to him. In the end, he could only escape from the ring to avoid serious injuries.
According to the rules of fighting
Forced out of the ring.
There is no doubt that it is lost.
Moreover, even if it was not judged, Gao Ying was calmed down by the shot of Long Xiaoshan.
Even if he was on the platform, he did not grasp the second shot.
"Long Xiaoshan!"
"Long Xiaoshan!"
At this time, most of the audience stood up and yelled towards Long Xiaoshan.
Ten consecutive victories.
It's a ten -game winning streak.
Moreover, this is still under the premise of the wheel war that the Da Luo Soul is organized.
His performance completely conquered the audience present.
Although the Da Luo souls have absolute prestige in the west, Long Xiaoshan challenges the authority. For the monk of the great west of the West, it is still a bright bright color.
Moreover, the Da Luo Shizong itself also promotes this competition.
Otherwise, how could they get out of the Doura field and let the disciples under the door continue to practice.
Disciples of Da Luo Soul.
All of them are blue, and they can't talk about Long Xiaoshan, and they can't talk about hatred. They are more of a kind of skill and anger.
At the high place on the edge of the stands.
Two young people wearing black silver robes stood there with their hands.
A young man with fair skin and a rare purple head smiled: "This guy is a bit interesting, if it wasn't for you, pull me over, you don't know that Douzong District can have such fun."
"I also accidentally listened to a younger brother who said, but thought about it, but I didn't expect Gao Yang and others to lose." The young man on the side opened.
"This group of wastes." The young man smiled: "Ten people have lost the wheels, and they lost all the face of the Da Luo soul."
"Although it is Gao Yang and others, the strength is not good, but don't underestimate that young man. His last shot is very powerful, enough to pose a threat to Jin Dan's mid -term."
"Then, when I met me, he didn't have a chance to shoot at all." The young man sneered.
The young man in the bald laughed: "Are you interested in shooting? At present, Gao Yang cannot end his winning streak, even if it is the same as Tomorrow Douzong District."
The young man's eyes fell on Long Xiaoshan, licked his lips, and revealed a touch of fun: "Okay, I will know him tomorrow."