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As the word "Lunwu" expanded, the golden light became stronger by three points. In the second round, everyone waited in silence, and a sound of "Lunwu" sounded like the sound of heaven and earth, and 120 and eight people attacked almost at the same time. Hundreds of lights were shining, and the air was in constant chaos. Strands of sword energy cut through the air and exploded into pieces.

"Sheng Yuanyan?" Ming raised his eyebrows and frowned a little. Could it be that the people of Qita all have Shengyuanyan?Seeing a cloud of green flames floating out of that tower-strong man Neng Jie, Ming secretly planned in his heart.

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You come and go, you attack and defend, between the offense and defense, some people lose, some people get tired, in the past two hours, it should have been night, but because of the two words of martial arts in the sky, it is still as bright as daylight.

The second round finally ended, and no one died.

"It's my turn!" Ming Qi muttered, and jumped onto the ring below.

Looking around, the third round didn't seem to be easy. Xuanmeng, two of the ten members of the Mengzong, three of the Meizong's only Xiesiruan, and the first genius of the Tianhongzong were all in this round.

He only felt the ring under his feet tremble, Ming Qi looked away, the opponent was a man of the tower, this man had a thick and honest face, his bulging muscles completely stretched the wide clothes to death, and his arms were thicker than Ming Qi's thighs.

In the sky, the word "Lunwu" has expanded to more than ten times the size just now. The word "Lunwu" was sent out from the sky, and the 120 eight people each used their own skills and attacked their own.

"Be careful!" The big man's eyes sparkled, a scorching heat erupted from his eyes, and even a murderous aura was released, which was faintly melted by the scorching heat of these eyes.

The giant man swung the giant hammer, twisted his body, took a step forward, and then swung the hammer.

Ming Qi waved the demon blood, comprehended the power of the fire, so that Ming Qi's explosive power skyrocketed a lot, since the opponent is a powerful type, then, it's just a good time to see how far he has reached.

"Oh?" The excitement in the eyes of the big man became three points stronger, the moment the giant hammer collided with Ming Qi's thin demon blood, an explosive force came from Ming Qi's hand, his hand went numb, and Ming Qi was pushed back again and again by this force , Every step stepped on the ring of cracks.He took more than ten steps back before stopping.

A flash of surprise flashed in the big man's eyes, the giant hammer was shaken up, and he took a step back to stabilize his body.

"Interesting, come again!" The big man laughed, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"The strength is really not comparable." Ming said silently from the bottom of his heart, the pain in his palm still persisted.

"Flame Hammer!" The strong man exhaled, and the sledgehammer controlled by both hands suddenly ignited redly. After years of hammering, these sledgehammers were more or less contaminated with raw flames.

The big man twisted his body, kept spinning under his feet, swung the sledgehammer, and spun on the spot. The fiery red flame left a long tail flame in the air. As the big man got faster and faster, a flame vortex gradually formed, wrapping the strong man in it .

At this moment, the body is gone!Only the vortex surrounded by the flames can be seen, and the airflow is constantly rolling and whistling.

The vortex began to move, pressing towards Mingqi.

"Extreme crystal of fire!" Ming raised his left arm, and a dozen ice cones condensed by the power of heaven and earth appeared from the ground in an instant, piercing upwards obliquely, intending to shoot directly through the fireworks and hit the strong man.

But it only stopped a few times, and the front end of the ice cone submerged in the flame vortex was completely broken.And was quickly melted by the flames.

"Come again!" Ming whispered, and struck out with his left fist again. Immediately, the fire crystals that merged into the water seemed to be rushing into the river, hitting the flame vortex. For a while, it could be frozen into ice, but was caught The sledgehammer quickly smashed into pieces, and at the same time, this extremely impactful energy also pushed the flame vortex back.

The flame of the vortex became weaker and weaker, and the man's rotation became slower and slower.

Ming Qi Huo Cui Ji Jing finished his blow, and the big man had completely stopped spinning a thick ice curtain in front of him to block him.

Even so, the moment the man paused, the giant hammer in his hand was still blazing with flames. He leaped across the ice curtain from the sky to split the mountain, and swung his hammer towards Mingqi. With one swing of the hammer, the air was crushed by the huge force and flames. Shout out.

The sledgehammer hit Mingqi directly, but the strong man's face froze. The Mingqi hit by the sledgehammer instantly turned into ice chips and shot away. With one blow, several cracks were formed, extending from the place where the giant hammer fell to the edge of the arena.

"A thousand burials against the soul!" Ming Qi, who suddenly appeared behind the strong man, let out a loud shout, and struck out with both palms. In an instant, the soul power surged majesticly, like a rushing river, directly hitting the strong man's body.

The strong man's face turned pale, and he turned around and yelled, "Meteor strike!"

Immediately, the sledgehammer in his hand flew out, drawing an arc in the air. The strength of the big man was extremely amazing at such a short distance. Ming Qi still recovered, and the flaming sledgehammer that flew away was already in front of him.

"Can...poof~"

Before the word Neng Jia was uttered, the Neng Jia was only half condensed, the giant hammer had already hit Ming Qi's chest heavily, and the Neng Jia collapsed immediately. edge.

The big man's body swayed slightly, his eyes turned white, and he fell to the ground.Reverse Soul Thousand Burial had already shattered his soul, but it was beyond Ming's expectation that he could strike at the deathbed.

Ming Qi climbed up from the edge of the arena with difficulty, his upper body clothes were completely reduced to ashes, his chest was about a foot round and concave, most of his ribs were broken under a hammer, and the collapsed chest was also burned by flames, his skin was torn apart. It was scorched black.

"Hehehe~" Mingqi's chest kept heaving, never thought it would be so difficult to deal with a person with a tower of weapons.

Immediately, the body floated into the air, and the inscription turned into a natural birth. This wound has a fire attribute that can remain, and its own strong recovery power has failed, so it can only be repaired by natural birth.

Although Ming Qi was repairing his injuries, his eyes stopped on Xuan Meng's first ring. Xuan Meng's injuries seemed to have not healed, and his face was still a little pale.

His opponent seems to be not weak either, Mei Shu, who is the number one among Mei Zong, is still three points more beautiful than Mei Hu, and even more charming.

The two seemed to have been fighting for a long time, Meishu's complexion was pale, although there was no wound on her body, she was really panting.

"Mei Huan, Xin Fu!" Mei Shu shouted loudly.

Immediately, the scenery around the arena was all illusory, and Meishu smiled charmingly, "I don't believe that you have no hidden pain in your heart, come, this Xinfu will completely read the deepest secret in your heart!"

Although Xuan Meng's face was pale, he was still indifferent and calm. He looked up and saw that he was already in a building surrounded by practitioners, and everyone seemed to have extraordinary cultivation.

Xuanmeng stood on the ring, but his face was a little more childish than before. A man stood opposite him holding a knife. Ming knew that man, he was the one who had comprehended the meaning of the knife among the people in Jieyu.

"Start!" A start order came from a tall building, and the gray-haired man in black on the opposite side disappeared. Behind Xuanmeng, Xuanmeng muttered faintly, "The past happened again? What a pity! What a pity" while shaking his head. The man has swung his knife down.

Xuanmeng's left hand was raised uncontrollably, and the sword collided, but Meishu's illusion has reached a certain level, it can make people live in the illusion of the past, the past cannot be changed, even if they return to the illusion of the past with the present thoughts, it is just Consciousness is different, nothing can be changed, this is what is superior to Meihu, the illusion created does not match the past in the heart of the other party, and it is almost certain to be broken when meeting someone with a strong heart. . . . . . . . . . . .