\"puff!\"

The former vomited blood and the body flew down. This young disciple was also unlucky. He watched as he slammed into the shadow of the animal, but he could not avoid it and suffered a heavy blow.

The shadow of the beast was also broken, and the young man fell and his footsteps lingered.

\"嗤啦!\"

A red light swept out, Su Yi figure with a series of afterimages appeared, five fingers bent a paw print like flashing red light, directly on the shoulders of this young man.

There was a fierce and overbearing momentum in the whole body. The black hair danced, and only the voice of the broken bones was heard on the shoulders of the young man.

\"Go down!\"

Su Yi sinks and drinks, waving a hand, bursting out of red light, sweeping the square, the youth was directly smashed, vomiting blood and squatting against the stage.

On the counter, only the last young man was left. The blood that had just been hit was smashed and fallen, and the sword in his hand had already fallen aside. Struggling to get up, it was to see Su Yizheng coming face to face, trembled in nowhere.

This pro-disciple disciple knows that he can't compete at all, the subconscious fear retreats, and his face is already pale and gray.

Su Yi’s body surging, watching the last young man in the field, dancing with hair, red light and electricity, and taking three steps forward, he stood on the counter, it seems that he did not intend to pay attention to the youth. It is.

The gaze of the scene staring at Su Yi’s confrontation stage was shocking at the moment.

Several pro-disciples, any one of them is a leader among this disciple, each with excellent talent and potential.

But in the face of Su Yi, the protagonists of these pro-disciples are vulnerable and defeated.

Many on-the-spot pro-disciples, the heart is stunned.

Originally, many people were thinking that Su Yi could beat Zhang Wei and others in the battlefield of Wan Jian, fearing that the rumors were too big.

It may also be the help of the wild monsters in the battlefield of Wanjian, so that Su Yi can be rampant in the battlefield of Wanjian.

But now they can see with their own eyes that Su Yi is indeed as horrible as the rumors.

A boy who was only fifteen or six years old was not so close to the Shenjian Gate, but it was so powerful and outrageous. If it was a few years later, and it was the age of them, then it would be so strong.

The elders and guardians on the high platform did not look calm.

\"This guy, it is really fierce!" "Shangguanhu elders shocked.

\"I missed it, I missed it."

Next to the elders of Shangguanhu, a vulgar old man has been shaking his head, his body is thin, his white whiskers are fluttering, and he has a few serious eyes in his eyes. At this moment, he seems to be repenting.

This elder is the winning elder that Su Yi encountered when he was in the early days of the martial arts. He had contacted Su Yi, and this was a deep impression.

But at that time, the elders who won the show did not pay much attention. They did not see the potential of Su Yi. Later, after a period of time, they came out of the Shenjian Gate. After they came back, they heard about Su Yi.

At this moment, I saw the performance of Su Yi with my own eyes. I can imagine the confession of the elders in the heart. If at that time, in the Jiantang, how good it would be to get this kid down.

\"This kid, is it really a disciple of the elders of Su?" "●More Gi new "most \" fast" on the cool c smith \ ' net! ‘

Winning the elders did not give up, whispered to the elders of Shangguanhu around him, to know that the elders of Su had never accepted the apprentices in these years.

\"There should be no fakes.\"

Shangguanhu smiled and knew the spirit of winning the elders. He didn't want to take the kid down.

Why did the elders of Sue personally pick up people a few days ago, fearing that there would be no vacations.

\"Hey……\"

Hearing words, winning the elders sigh, seeing the potential of Su Yi, perhaps the elders who never accept the disciples also moved the hearts of the apprentices.

\"砰砰砰!\"

On the four sides of the matchup, the fierce battle was equally fierce.

Sixty-eight disciples, in the end, were only able to stay on the 16th table of the 16th.

Only one person can be left on each match, and everyone is an opponent.

The team that has a slightly weaker tacit understanding has the strongest siege strength, but this combination is not absolute.

South is out, the sword tower ranks seventh, lavender robe hunting, dazzling dazzling, the sword in his hand screaming, step by step, breathe, and the last two opponents in a fierce battle, but not falling.

Gu Chenyou's eyebrows are like a knife on his face. The scorpion flickers red, like a flame is shining, the sword in his hand releases a ray of light, sweeping the square, the sword light and thunder, if the red fire waves are rushing, picking up the waves.

This terrible momentum, let the opponent tremble, and never retreat, do not dare to contend.

Sakura Shallow, Miyazaki, Ou Luo, Qin Fang and other pro-disciples disciples existed in the peak, all have a tacit understanding and never seized on a confrontation stage, the atmosphere broke out.

The radiance of the vitality is as bright as the next day, and there is a strong light in the sword. Each of them collides with the opponent fiercely, and the sound is amazing.

\"It’s not bad!\"

Taking advantage of the fierce battles on the platform of the confrontation, the elders on the high platform are very pleased. The disciples of this session are very good. This is the fortune of the Shenjianmen.

There are only two people on the countertop of Situ Muyang.

However, Situ Muyang encountered an opponent, a five-dimensional rehabilitator of the Yuan Ling, which is the thirteenth existence of the sword tower.

The eyes of Situ Liuyun also fell on the countertop of Situ Muyang, and there was some tension.

\"war!\"

The former is sharp and strong, and the breath is strong and sturdy. Situ Muyang is not afraid, avoiding its sharp edge, and the body is arrogant, and the wings are moving, the atmosphere is ancient, so that there is an inexplicable force around, the wind is whistling, and the pressure is overwhelming. .

Under the imperial wind, Situ Muyang's breath on the whole person has climbed a lot. Under the powerful momentum, the void is shaking and dive to the opponent.

As the opponent of Situ Muyang, the young man’s eyes were dignified at the moment. He had thought of such a teenager, but he was so powerful.

Originally thought that Situ Muyang would not be dry yet, look at the son of the head, just defeat it.

But now, this young man knows that he wants more.

This Situ Muyang is actually tough to such a horrible position, he is doing his best, obviously higher than the opponent, but it does not account for any cheap.

\"Slow, keep going!\"

Situ Muyang’s warfare rose, his thin lips swelled, revealing White’s teeth, his mouth with a war-torn smile, under the wind and the wind, the speed soared, occupying speed and low-altitude superiority, and the body was like a falcon. As usual, violent rushing out.

\"嗡...\"

The wind and the wings of the Yufeng warfare expand, such as countless swords and sharps, cold and stunned, lightning fast, screaming.

\"咻咻!\"

The latter did not hesitate, the aura of light was shrouded, the body was full of vitality, and the sword was light, and it was all-powerful.

\"铛铛铛铛...\"

Jin Ge is not alive, Mars splashes, and the wind is sweeping, and the light shines.

\"This little guy is so perverted!\"

The right guardian law is a bit sloppy, and the little guy Situ Muyang is definitely a metamorphosis level.