Rong Kun stabbed out with a spear. It was an ordinary shot at first, but at the moment when it was released, it was like a spear.
A strange meaning appeared on the black battle gun.
The woman in green suddenly screamed, and the moment the spear struck, she felt as if an evil dragon was rushing towards her, and the sound of an angry dragon sounded in the void.
With a sound of 'Bang!', the woman in green's defensive mask shattered, and the war gun was pierced directly between her eyebrows, and her entire head was shattered!
One shot!
With just one shot, a female martial arts king with a high level of cultivation was killed!
Hiss~~!
There was a gasp from the crowd. Just now they felt that the man's shot seemed to turn into an evil dragon!
Destroy flowers with ruthless hands!
What a cruel, poisonous, powerful, and domineering shot!
"Gun Dao, this person should have mastered the extremely high level of gun Dao. Xiaoxuan, you should be careful when you meet him!" Xuan Yue said.
Ye Xuan nodded and praised, "Zhongzhou is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and his spear intention is actually related to dragons."
Ye Xuan also had to sigh. Although the man's attack just now was not very powerful, it was extremely domineering and difficult to resist.
Xuan Yue reminded softly, "I just observed, not only this Rong Kun and the Shang Tower, but there are also many extremely powerful combatants on other battlefields."
"Look at the woman on stage six, she has won nine games in a row!"
Ye Xuan looked around and saw a female cultivator with the ninth level of Martial King Realm on the battle platform No. 6. Her soldier was a harp, and when she played it, the surrounding wind and sand turned into one.
Only sand phoenix attacks the opponent.
"There is also the sword cultivator on the fourth platform. All seven opponents were killed by him with one sword."
Xuan Yue continued, "The one on the No. 1 battle platform is the most powerful. His martial spirit is like a scorching sun, and the flames he emits make even me feel a little afraid."
Ye Xuan also noticed the man on the battle platform No. 1 and said, "His martial spirit should be the 'Da Luo Zhu Ri' martial spirit, which is an intermediate heaven level."
"Oh, you know a lot about martial arts." Xuan Yue said with a strange expression.
Ye Xuan smiled and gently stroked her long hair.
Of course he knows a lot about martial arts. If he wants to integrate other martial spirits, he must not be blind. He is very concerned about other martial spirits.
This Daluo Zhuri martial spirit is already considered to be the top of the fire martial arts, and the flames it emits are said to be capable of burning mountains and boiling seas!
As the man waved his hand, dragon fire appeared one after another, burning all the weapons and defenses of the combatants to ashes!
Seeing Ye Xuan caressing Xuan Yue's hair, the eyes of the men around him revealed a look of jealousy.
Although Xuan Yue covered her face, her voice was like the sound of nature, which made the male cultivators around her hear their hearts beat.
There are actually many good-looking female cultivators in the martial arts field. Women wearing black silk, flesh silk, crystal silk, and gauze skirts can be seen everywhere.
The long white legs, the waist as slender as a willow waist, the turbulent weapon...
But none of the men around Ye Xuan looked at the women.
Anyone can see that Xuan Yue is a stunning female cultivator. Although she is just standing there calmly, she has a sense of peerless elegance.
Moreover, Xuan Yue's cultivation level is even more powerful, and she is a powerful female queen of the Martial Arts.
Today, Xuan Yue is still wearing a white dress, with the hem just covering her jade knees, making her white, smooth calves exposed in the air. Her crystal clear jade feet are stepping on a pair of white crystal shoes, which is cute.
Each toe is like a pearl, which makes some male cultivators with special hobbies want to kneel on the ground and hold every pearl in their mouths.
Three thousand black hair hangs down the waist, tall and long legs, slender waist, full breasts, perfect curves...
Everything made Xuan Yue eclipse the female nuns around her even if she covered her face.
Ye Xuan has also clearly felt Xuan Yue's terrifying power of enmity...Many dagger-like eyes are falling on him, with jealousy and even murderous intent.
I felt like I wanted to step forward and give him two swords: How could such a white swan, a beauty who dares not to think of blasphemy, fall in love with a toad like you?
Ye Xuan sighed in his heart, sometimes it is not a good thing if his woman is too beautiful.
He didn't care too much, just chatting with Xuan Yue.
At this time, on the viewing platform of the martial arts field, there were many people from the Moluo Sect watching the battles on the ten platforms.
The viewing platform was particularly lively today because a big shot came, the Holy Son of the Moruo Sect!
As the holy son of Mo Luo Sect, Zhan Ye has a very high status in Mo Luo Sect, and the elders all want to give him some thin noodles.
Zang Ye came to the viewing platform surrounded by a group of beauties. He ignored the flattery of the beautiful disciples beside him.
This kind of vulgar fan is just a bitch who throws herself into his arms because she is interested in his status as a holy son. Although she has some looks, it is enough for fun.
I think back when he was just an ordinary disciple of the Mo Luo Sect, why did these women not come to take off their clothes? Even then, they all looked down upon him and looked down upon him.
All said and done, it’s all cheap!
"Congratulations to Brother Zhan for advancing to the Martial Emperor Realm! From now on, among the younger generation of Moluo Sect, who can compete with Brother Zhan!" Several secret disciples saw the arrival of Zhan Ye and hurriedly got up and congratulated.
"Yeah." Zang Ye nodded lightly, with a rather cold expression.
He successfully advanced to Martial Emperor a few days ago, which should have been a happy event, but Zan Ye never felt happy.
The reason was none other than that damn Ye Xuan, which was a huge blow to him. How could he, the majestic Holy Son of the Demonic Luo Sect, be crushed by a young cultivator who was much lower than himself in the Blood Saint inheritance land?
This was unacceptable to Zang Ye. They were all competing for the inheritance. Why did he have to bear the pressure step by step to climb the inheritance road, while Ye Xuan could fly up? Zang Ye had never figured it out.
The blood saint inheritance was snatched away by Ye Xuan, which made Zang Ye very unwilling. In a rage, he left the inheritance place and immediately retreated to the Martial Emperor realm.
"Hmph, then Ye Xuan was captured by the third elder of the Sun Moon Palace and should be dead. The final winner is me, Zang Ye."
Thinking that Ye Xuan was dead, Zan Ye felt better. The only pity was that he could not get the inheritance from Ye Xuan.
While Zang Ye was thinking, suddenly there was a sound of surprise: "Look, Her Royal Highness the Saint is here too!"
Zang Ye's eyes suddenly flashed with shock. In the eyes of everyone, he saw a stunning woman walking up to watch the battle surrounded by several disciples of the Mo Luo Sect who were obviously also extraordinary.
This young woman has long black hair, a jade-like face, a graceful figure, a slender waist, and star-like eyes. She wears a black dress that flows naturally, and has the aura of a demonic fairy.
Her arrival immediately aroused the admiration of countless people in the spectator stands and even in the square.
This Mara Saint is like the Demonic Snow Lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, giving people an unearthly feeling that makes people admire and awe her.
That's right, it's Yaochi.
For a time, Burial Night and Yaochi attracted the attention of thousands of people.