The God of War Challenging Heaven

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"Bum ..."

Qin Yi urged his left hand into an ethereal state. Suddenly, all the actions of Xiao Yan and Hong Tianyang were in Qin Yi's eyes, which was doubled in speed. Every single hair on the two was clearly visible. .

"Hong Tianyang's combat strength is indeed stronger than Xiao Yan."

Qin Yi sighed secretly, and was not surprised. Hong Tianyang was much stronger than Xiao Yan in terms of strength and physical defense. Xiao Yan currently only relies on speed to barely contend with Hong Tianyang.

However, obviously it will not be able to compete for long.

Qin Yi had to admit that this Hong Tianyang did have some strength.

On the battlefield of silver, the situation was just as Qin Yi observed. Xiao Yan at this time was bitter in her heart. She only felt that Hong Tianyang's momentum was violently pressed like a huge wave. His fists seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

Can't lose to this bastard!

Never lose!

Xiao Yan's silver teeth mattered, and she was supporting it. After a while, there were already a few crystal clear sweats on her delicate nose.

"Xiao Yan, don't die anymore, admit defeat, you are not my opponent!"

Hong Tianyang smiled faintly, from beginning to end, all was unhurried, and there was a strong confidence in his whole body. His big hand suddenly flew out like a lightning, grabbed Xiao Yan ’s delicate arms, and walked around his arms, Xiao Yan was out of balance. Straight into Hong Tianyang's arms.

"Shameless!"

Xiao Yan was shocked and embarrassed. She was about to crash into Hong Tianyang's arms. She hurriedly thought about it. The slender half-moon scimitar, under the influence of her thoughts, drew a dazzling knife. Mang, severely slashed towards Hong Tianyang's back neck.

Feeling behind him, the fast-cut machete, Hong Tianyang frowned slightly, suddenly let go of Xiao Yan, the whole person flew obliquely, easily escaped the knife.

"Xiao Yan, it is useless for you to struggle. Soon, I will embrace you in my arms with fairness and honesty!"

Hong Tianyang said happily.

As soon as he said this, there was a burst of laughter all around again.

"This bastard, dare to bully my sister like this!"

Xiao Ning in the crowd, in his eyes, sprayed with anger, clenched his fists.

The Qin Yi and Xuan Lan around him, both of whom also frowned slightly, gave birth to some annoyance in their hearts.

"Honghou Wang, congratulations first, you will gain the power to continue to hold the silver battle flag for 100 years!"

On the opposite tower, the match has not yet been divided, and the ministers of North Korea and China have already waited a little bit to congratulate Hongwencheng with two white eyebrows.

"Haha, thank you! Over the past ten years, our Hong family, but the money smashed on Yang'er has been terrible, but now it seems that all the efforts are worth it."

Hong Wencheng laughed and felt extremely comfortable. At this time, he seemed to have seen the situation of the Xiao family and was firmly controlled by himself. By then, their Hong family would be the first family of Da Chu, no longer Any family, dare to compete with it.

In the silver arena.

The fierce battle between Xiao Yan and Hong Tianyang has come to a fierce heat. Both Xiao Yan and Hong Tianyang's body is surging with the power of the patriarchal road like the ocean and the sea. The space within a dozen feet of the radius is violently twisted, as if Will break apart at any time.

"Dry Blue Fantasy-Eleventh Style!"

Xiao Yan ’s major martial arts has been applied to the eleventh style. The slender half-moon scimitar is too fast to describe. It is as if it is directly breaking a space, more than ten feet away. To Hong Tianyang's chest.

Hong Tianyang was slightly stunned. It was too late to escape. I saw a faint golden awn suddenly appearing on his tall body. The whole person was like gold casting.

"Click!"

Half-moon scimitar was severely cut on Hong Tianyang's body. Hong Tianyang was cut off and flew more than ten feet away. He fell to the ground suddenly, but in the blink of an eye, he jumped up again. The knife wound, however, was not deep, and only a bit of a skin wound.

"Good physical defense!"

Everyone around the field were all exclaimed. You know, Xiao Yan's Half Moon Scimitar, which is a middle-class sacristy, but only on Hong Tianyang's body, leaving a bit of flesh wounds.

This scene made Qin Yi slightly moved, and he had to admit that Hong Tianyang's defense was incredibly strong.

Undoubtedly, his physical defense was tempered with a very precious liquid medicine after a long time.

"Xiao Yan, you are good, but you can cut me, which is completely beyond my expectations!"

Hong Tianyang looked at Xiao Yan quite unexpectedly, and immediately shook his head with a smile: "However, it's useless, your half-moon scimitar, the result of slashing on me, you have seen it, you can't Beat me, not kill me! "

At this time, Xiao Yan was so bitter in her heart that she was almost at the end of the crossbow. Her graceful and charming body was already fragrant and sweaty, and only the last two types of "Dry Blue Fantasy Judgment" remained.

"Isn't Qin Yi saying that the silver battle flag will eventually fall into our Xiao family? But now ..."

Facing the tyrannical Hong Tianyang, Xiao Yan was desperate and collided with Hong Tianyang constantly, which made her sore all over, her bones were almost falling apart, and she had been stained with a lot of blood.

However, she can only insist on clenching her teeth!

"Dry Blue Fantasy-Twelfth Form!"

She has always been elegant and gentle. At this time, she has become like a completely desperate, desperately struggling female leopard, playing the twelfth type of "Dry Blue Fantasy".

With this type of play, a faint blue mango appeared even on her delicate body, and the **** half-moon scimitar was blue mango.

Uh!

The half-moon scimitar cut through the sky, toward the front of Hong Tianyang, and severely cut off. During the process of cutting out, the half-moon scimitar suddenly split into two, two into four, four into eight ... Tens of millions, with Xiao Yan's thoughts, like a big blue wave, rushing towards Hong Tianyang.

Looking at the dense blue scimitar rushing in, Hong Tianyang swallowed and his face suddenly became dignified. He could feel that the power of this style was more than double that of the above.

Xiao Yan, this is trying hard with yourself!

The first beauty of this ink city would rather desperately want to marry himself!

Thinking of this, Hong Tianyang's heart suddenly breeds annoyance.

"Peng!"

His soles slammed on the ground, and the whole field was shaken violently, even the ground was stomped. With this power, he had a huge body, and rushed out: "Tu Tian Quan!"