Supreme Immortal Emperor

The rest, come on stage to draw lots!

With the ethereal words of the Taoist Daoist resounding through the venue, Xiyan and Huwa came to the stage again, but there were only 16 people.

36 people, two duel, it should be 18 people, but due to the special situation of Zhao Ziyun and Nangong Ziyue, and the draw between Haotian Qingyu and Mu Yun, there are only ten left. six people.

For the first time in Yiru, after the announcement of the list of matches, many people’s faces were crying, especially those disciples against Shang Xiyan.

“Xiao Jian, Tiger Baby, come on stage.”

“I admit defeat.” As soon as Daoxuan’s words fell, a discipline wearing white cloth helplessly raised his hand. So even Tiger Baby did not take the stage, she became the first discipline to advance to the semi-finals.

“I…I also admit defeat.” Before Daoxuan could call people, a cowardly voice rang, it was a discipline of Cyan Cloud Sect.

Fortunately, he met Xiyan, the first true biography of Hengyue. Even if it is not a small sect, he also knows the horror of Xiyan. Under Peak battle strength, it is difficult for him. Three strokes have survived.

So, Xi Yan also won without a fight and became the second person to advance to the semi-finals after Tiger Baby.

Boom!

Still waiting for Dao Xuan to call someone, Niu Ben stepped onto the battle stage and pointed to Wang Biao in the audience, “You, come up.”

“I… .Im not going to fight, I recognize…”

“Acknowledge your sister! Do it, do it with her.” Before Wang Biao could finish talking, he was caught by Gong Xiao Tian’er and Shaoyu put on the battle stage.

“Sister, do it lightly.” Pushing Wang Biao away, the two looked towards Niu Ben in a tacit understanding.

“It’s easy to talk.” Niu Ben shook his neck while clenching his fists, smiling and walking towards Wang Biao.

“I won’t fight anymore, I won’t fight anymore.” Wang Biao backed up, hehe smiled, and ran away.

“Where to run.” Niu Ben was faster and kicked it out with one kick.

In the next scene, the spectators couldnt bear to look directly at him. Wang Biao didnt stand up after being fucked, and Niu Ben didnt even lift the battle axe at all, so he pressed directly on him. A big thump.

“I… I said Old Ox, your granddaughter is also… so tough.” Watching Wang Biao who was beaten up on the battle stage, the ancient tee These Old Guys looked towards Niu Shisan.

“Low-key, low-key.” Niu Shisanyu stroked his beard intensively, and the gang of Old Guys who watched had an urge to beat him.

Below, the battle is over. Wang Biao, who was beaten so hard that he even recognized his mother, was thrown off the battle stage.

It is worth mentioning that when Niu Ben walked off the battle stage, there was a big “cool” engraved on his cheek.

The fourth and fifth games, Dongfang Aristocratic Family and Beichen Aristocratic Family’s Heaven’s Chosen disciple, can be said to have become famous in World War I, knocking down their respective disciples to the battle stage.

In the sixth round of the promotion match, Hengyue Sect didn’t take the stage for a discipline, so he gave up because he was playing against the little Lingwa.

The sixth game is the discipline of Ouyang Family and Ximen Aristocratic Family.

The two people were evenly matched in the battle. From dawn to nightfall, and from nightfall to dawn, the battle was exquisite. Until the next day, when the stars were overwhelming, the two men won. Lost, the discipline of Simon Aristocratic Family was slightly weaker and defeated the battle stage.

“Gong Xiaotian’er, Shaoyu, come on stage.” In the eighth round of the promotion match, Dao Xuan Daoist came on stage, and then he did not forget to glance at the two stinky Gong Xiaotian’er and Shaoyu shaking their heads. to have no shame of slut.

As soon as the words came out, the expressions of the people in the audience became a little strange. Somehow, they always had a bad feeling.

Fight, kill him!

The howls of the two wolves are in no particular order, Gong Xiaotian’er and Shaoyu did not come on stage, Xie Yun and Xiong Er both rolled up their sleeves, hu hu three zhang high, the discipline hasn’t started yet, the two Masters are quite ready to do it on the spot.

Under the focal point of ten thousands, Fatty Fat Dun’er and Shao Yu stepped onto the battle stage one after another, attracting the attention of the audience.

This time, the two are different, they have become more serious, and they look serious.

The two are not fighting on the spot, but fighting against each other, like two statues, motionless, they are so oblivious, they dont have the slightest posture to fight, and those who dont know think they use their minds In the war?

Look, beauty!

Look, beauty!

Under the focal point of ten thousands, the two moved one after another. Their movements were amazing, their words were amazing, and even their expressions were amazing.

Ouch, let me go!

The audience rubbed their eyebrows one after another. They thought that the two goods were rare and serious once, but now it seems that they have been thinking too much. The two have stood for so long. This is a brewing strategy. !

Yeah…!

As everyone rubbed their eyebrows, the yelling voice was uploaded from the battle stage, and the two started to do it.

Facts have proved that the two still have a tacit understanding. They all understand the tricks of the Yinren, and they are still an amazing routine: lime powder, kicking Second Brother, knocking sap, and using Mixiang… ….

“I like these two Little Brat very much.” Looking at the battle stage, Zhuge old man squeezed his beard meaningfully.

“I have the style of my time.”

“The old man counts, they…”

pu!

Wu Ya Dao Ren didn’t finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sound of vomiting blood on one side.

Everyone was taken aback, turned their heads, looked towards Ye Chen, and their expressions were not strange.

What a drop this is!

Can you show you vomiting blood after watching a game?

“It is undeniable that I was mad.” Ye Chen casually erased the blood from the corners of his mouth.

“You continue, I will pee.” Ye Chen gave a dry cough, got up and walked out.

“What’s the situation?” A bunch of Old Guy looked at each other in blank dismay.

“Eh eh eh? Why are you still undressing?” The voice of ye hu hu rang from below, and everyone’s eyes were attracted. At this look, a group of Old Guy twitched their mouths collectively. .

But seeing that on the battle stage, Gong Xiaotian, who was beaten with bloody nose and swollen face, tore off his coat, revealing the fat of his body. The funny thing is that the back is still carved Three big characters that are skewed: 1. Tiao, Long.

Yeah…!

This guy is yelling, carrying the wolf fang club, and it is vaguely visible that the fat all over his body is shaking.

On the other side, Shao Yu didn’t do it anymore, he tore off his coat, and a dragon was miraculously carved on his back.

Seeing this scene, the male disciples opened their mouths one after another, the female disciples covered their eyes one by one, the male Elders twitched their mouths one by one, and the female Elders were all stunned.

Boom! bang! bang!

On the battle stage, such voices sounded continuously.

What I have to say is that the two of them opened their arms and started to work, and the movements were really unusual. The entire battle stage was shrouded in splendid beauty.

Here, Ye Chen has stepped into Celestial Court alone.

pu!

As soon as he walked into the hall, he spurt blood out, and he fell on his knees.

Um…!

He hugged his head that was about to explode, groaned in pain, his face was distorted, lingering, all tyrannical black thunderbolt, one after another was tearing his Saint Physique body.

It’s a scourge again!

Although Ye Chen’s mind became unclear, he knew exactly what kind of power was attacking him.

This time, the Scourge came too abruptly and made him completely unprepared. Fortunately, he pulled a reason that was not a reason, which did not arouse everyone’s suspicion.

At some point, his low roar died out.

He once again carried the condemnation, his pale face returned to the rosy, dim light, and became dazzling, wrapped around his body, the whole body was splendid, and the majestic blood of Saint Physique Rolling turbulent again.

Outside the hall, one person walked in and took a closer look. It was Taixu Ancient Dragon.

Gu Santong and the others dont know, how he didnt know, Ye Chen was condemned by God!

Hey!

Tai Xu Ancient Dragon made a secretly sighed, and condensed a cloud chair, sitting there quietly, waiting for Ye Chen to wake up.

The shouts were loud outside, but there was silence in the hall.

The sky began to darken. Like Ye Chen, an old monk sitting in meditation, the holy body trembled suddenly and slowly opened his eyes.

“Wake up?” Taixu Ancient Dragon looked at Ye Chen with interest, “Heaven’s Scourge feels uncomfortable!”

“This time it is a bit fierce.” Ye Chen rubbed his eyebrows, “How long has it been.”

“It’s not long, it’s only two days.”

“Two days?” Ye Chen was taken aback. It’s over.”

“I’m waiting for you.” Taixu Ancient Dragon let out a long voice, then turned and walked out of the hall, “You should be there for the last battle of your discipline.”