"Must win?" Ling Dong held a rifle pointing at ye, chuckling: "with you now, are you sure you can win?"

While speaking, the sound of the spear head, there is a strong yuan force cohesion, rampant, so that people can not help but exclaim, exclaim at the depth of the yuan force in Ling Dong's body!

Oh!

Ye's eyes blazed with fire: "I will surely win!"

The beautiful and peaceful appearance of the girl passed through his mind. For four years, he did not see her for four years!

From fourteen to eighteen!

He can't keep her waiting!

Hum!

Ye Xun raised his aching and numb arm, and faintly passed a trace of Madness on his cold and pale face

Under the stage.

Lou Qianxue looks tight, holding the handrail, forcing himself not to move.

"Master!" Lin listened to the wind anxiously: "what do you want to do, elder martial brother?"

"I don't know." Lou Qianxue's voice was dull and cold: "but I know that he will never admit defeat easily."

She knew the importance of this battle to Ye's pursuit, so she didn't stop it by herself!

"I am the first disciple of Shifu..."

On the stage, ye Xun raised his arm. His yuan strength was almost exhausted, but there were other powerful forces around his arm: "I am the elder martial brother..."

"It should not be weaker than younger martial brothers..."

His lips were bitten and bleeding: "elder martial brother, there should be a big brother's posture..."

"Crazy lion angry roar!"

That's all he can do!

It's still just one punch!

But this one seems to be different from the usual one!

Boom!

The power of color lingers on Ye Zhuo's arm. Ye Zhuo quickly kicks the ground and smashes at Yuan Li's frightening rifle head

Yi

But in an instant, the rifle turned into dust under the power of color

But!

At the same time --

"ah --"

on the stage, there were scenes of blood splashing and bloody solemn and stirring, which made many disciples cry out in surprise

Boom!

In the eyes of all the people, Ye's right arm, like a rifle turned into dust, burst open

All of a sudden, the flesh and blood spatter!

The intention of killing is awe inspiring!

Oh!

Lou Qianxue's look suddenly changed, and he got up in a bad mood: "Ye pursues!"

Ye Zhuo's face was as white as paper, and his face was covered with blood splashed from his broken arm. He looked as if he was going to fall down in the next moment, but in his eyes, it was like a burning flame. It was so bright and startling that he was staring at Ling Dong

Ling Dong's heart trembled. Even though he had spiritual tools, inscriptions and profound Yuan Li, he was still seized by Ye's eyes. The whole person seemed unable to breathe, but he could only hold a rifle

Let the power of color, along the rifle, spread to him

"Ah --"

the palm is prickly and there is no time to react

The power of color, like a shadow, instantly engulfed him

His whole person, like a seven step spirit weapon and a rifle, turned into dust in the color brilliance

“！！！” People are astonished, open their eyes, unbelievable looking at this scene, do not understand why, the situation will be reversed in an instant!

Mingming, the one who has the upper hand is Dongyu Pavilion Lingdong, isn't it?

What's the power of color?

Why so terrible!

“....” The faces of the master of the pavilion in the eastern region and many elders are twitching

He made a lot of bets on Ling Dong, but

But, lost!

"Who else?" Standing with one arm and dizzy eyes, ye seeks, standing expressionless on the military platform, looking down, he asks in a cold voice.

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