Just as Fein was hesitating, he saw the two people on the stage, looking at each other. Seeing this, Fein turned his head and looked at Wei Yang. Just as he finished these words, Wei Yang had already said slightly:
"It's late."
"What's too late?"
Fein couldn't help asking. He suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the stage. He saw the man in white clothes and holding a sword. He waved the three-foot green sword in his hand. This sword made the sky and the earth eclipse. It was like a bright moon in the sky, and the sun in the sky was blocked.
This sword covers up such a realm, which can only prove the opponent's strength and that he has stepped into the realm of great achievements.
Monster, at this moment, there was silence all around, watching Pan Shuo's body quietly, slowly falling to the ground.
At this time, the godhead between Pan Shuo's eyebrows had been completely shattered. Not to mention, the sword had penetrated Pan Shuo's head, ruining his life. Under the opponent's sword.
The people in Xuanzi camp were different from others. They all looked at Wei Yang in horror. They didn't know why Wei Yang was so sure that Pan Shuo was no match for this person. They also vaguely guessed that Wei Yang's realm was definitely not what they saw on the surface.
In this way, the ribbon between his eyebrows is obviously to hide his true strength.
Thinking that Nasada was so unwise and wanted to take the Fighting General Medal from the opponent's hands, it was really an act of seeking death. I'm afraid Saada fell into coma on the spot and had something to do with this person.
Among the crowd, only Fei En and Lie Ye understood that Wei Yang had seen through the opponent's level of cultivation. Unfortunately, they failed to seize such an opportunity, causing Pan Shuo to die on the spot. This was not unrelated to their hesitation.
"Wei Yang, if we appear on the stage and we are outnumbered, please make a gesture. Well, just shake your head as a gesture, okay?"
"Yes, but if it is stronger than mine, I'm afraid I can't guess what the result will be. Then, brothers, please don't blame me."
Seeing the expectant looks in everyone's eyes, Wei Yang nodded directly and responded. The solemnity in his eyes and the solemnity in his words made everyone tense up. They already understood in their hearts that among the many fighting generals, there was someone else.
Those who are not allowed to see through the realm of cultivation by Wei Yang.
In this way, those people are definitely better than No. 66 in the Dacheng Realm. What is going on? Everyone felt speechless and at the same time, their hearts became more solemn.
"In the third game, No. 66 won, and in the fourth game, No. 32 faced No. 79."
As the fourth game began, the battle became more and more intense. No one dared to delay at all. Even if they had the chance to fight with No. 66, they no longer bothered to hide their strength. Just like No. 66, they all quickly took action.
Kill the opponent, or expose your realm and directly force the opponent to give up.
For a time, the battle between heaven and earth was rapidly progressing. Before noon, most of the generals had participated in the battle. Xuanzi camp attacked ten generals, except for Sada who abstained. Pan Shuo died in the battle and Tis was defeated. In addition, Wei Yang and
Aolong and others did not participate in the battle, but everyone else finished the battle and entered the semi-finals safely.
"Game 52, No. 24 vs. No. 69."
Just after a man in clothes appeared on the stage, No. 69 still did not appear. And just when the deacon was about to announce the second time and was about to shout a third time, when he announced that No. 69 had abstained, a man in Tsing Yi slowly emerged from the street.
Come.
"I am coming."
After spitting out the three words, everyone hurriedly got out of the street. They saw Aolong walking quickly with a sword. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at Taishang. He looked at him coldly and said softly: "Go down.
Well, you are no match for me. It would be unwise to lose your life here for nothing."
After looking at the other person's eyebrows, the words that No. 24 wanted to say were immediately suppressed by him. After his eyes flickered for a while, he still raised his head and said slowly: "Please enlighten me, senior brother."
"Haha, I am not your senior brother, and we are not the same master. Since you are so unwise, you are prepared to die."
"No, I abstain."
"It's late."
Aolong frowned slightly. He didn't want to kill the opponent, but good people are bullied and good people are ridiculed. If he doesn't show some strength, every opponent in the next battle will think that he is a good person and hold on to him.
If he wants to try it out of luck, he will be in a hard battle.
A sword. This sword is different from the sharp one of No. 66. It is like the spring breeze blowing on the face and the peach blossoms blooming. The sword flowers turn into plum blossoms. It makes people feel so beautiful. But No. 24 is under such swordsmanship.
, already feeling that he was in the severe cold, his eyes were filled with fear, unable to control his body and avoid the opponent's stunning sword.
'Bang'
With his godhead shattered, Aolong stood up with his sword. He looked at No. 24 quietly in front of him. When the opponent fell to the ground and lost his life, Aolong turned around and said softly: "You only have one chance. If
If you can't catch it, it's just a matter of death."
Very strong, this is the evaluation given to Aolong by Wei Yang. During this period of time, Aolong obviously did not show any indulgence. The other party's aura was slightly unstable, and it was obvious that he had just come out of self-isolation. It seems that the other party can enter the realm of great achievements.
, and Dinghou, a disciple of the Seventh Elder and the Eighth Division, is absolutely inseparable. From this, it can be seen that Dinghou also values Aolong very much.
Dinghou is a direct disciple of the Seven Elders and Eight Divisions. He is good at strange swords. The surface of his swordsmanship is exactly opposite to the sword intention. It is difficult to figure out the origin of the opponent's sword intention. It seems to be two mutually incompatible sword intentions.
Roar blended into it and derived his own strange sword.
Since the battle between Aolong and Wei Yang, this weird sword intention has become more and more perfect. Wei Yang naturally knows that this guy has been personally taught by Dinghou. It seems that if he encounters the opponent, he wants to defeat him calmly.
Facing the other side is not an easy task. Although Wei Yang is not afraid of the opponent's sword intent, the two are already at the same level of strength, and Wei Yang does not dare to look down upon him in the slightest.
"No. 15 vs. No. 6o."
No. 6o is the last number, and the person holding this number is Wei Yang. Aolong, who has already walked to the lounge, sees Wei Yang walking up, frowning slightly, and seems to have a sense of crisis in his heart.
.
But when he thought that the other party was not valued by Mr.
Pushing open the door of the lounge, Aolong walked directly into it and sat in the dark room. Relying on the rich aura emitted by Pu Tuan, he quickly stabilized the realm he had just broken through. Wei Yang guessed right, the reason why he had not
He came early, even almost late, because he was about to make a breakthrough.
No one thought, maybe not even his master Dinghou, that he would comprehend the real weird swordsmanship before the battle, and thus achieve a breakthrough in his realm in seclusion. Therefore, he had no time to stabilize his realm, so he hurriedly came to