Ye Jingxing and Lei Zhenting were surprised.

The two stared at each other and looked at each other. They didn't move for a long time. The shock in their hearts was not a little bit.

"What will the two-armed demon say?" A Tan Ma next to him always saw the picture of the two, and couldn't help asking.

Suddenly the two returned to God.

Xie Yeji said: "The eight-armed monster Zulzi is a member of the eight-armed monster in the dark species!"

At this moment, it was his turn to widen his eyes.

Hearing the identity of the eight-armed magic general, his mind seemed to be rolling like a thunder, feeling extremely incredible.

"Wang Teng snatched the weapons of the generals ... Hehe, this joke is not funny at all." President Ma laughed.

"There should be nothing wrong with it, Lao Ye, look at that weapon, which has the word 'Magic' on it, which is the name of the eight-armed demon Zulzi's weapon." At this time, Lei Zhenting took a deep breath and said .

"Really!" Ye Jixing looked far into the air, and the eyes of the warrior-level powerhouse were extraordinary. Immediately he saw the word "magic" on the weapon, and he confirmed it right now.

"How did he grab it?" President Ma asked incredulously.

"Who knows!" Ye Jixing shrugged.

"This kid is a bit inscrutable." Lei Zhenting said with emotion.

Uh ...

While everyone was talking about it, the atmosphere on the platform was a little solidified.

Later, Wang Teng said, "You continue to chop, chop as much as you want, and you don't want to pay for it, really, don't lie to you!"

Zhao Yuanwu: "..."

He looked at the weapon in front of him, an inexplicable powerlessness came to his heart.

MMP!

How can this be cut!

The next moment, Zhao Yuanwu was furious and felt like he was being played and attacked more insanely.

Sunda has a secret method, and time is limited, so he must make a quick decision.

Huh!

Wang Teng held a magical warrior and Zhao Yuanwu in battle, and the roar kept coming.

He soon found that Zhao Yuanwu had cracks in his sword.

Feng Shui turns!

Go to his house now.

Zhao Yuanwu's complexion changed slightly, knowing that he could not fight any more, suddenly broke out, gasping slightly: "You can push me to this, you are proud."

Boom!

The horror sword erupted, and the flames filled the sky.

A huge flame sword stood up to ten feet high.

The audience looked at the ten-foot sword, their hearts were shocked, their faces were full of shock.

King Wang Teng's face was calm. No one found that deep in his eyes, as if a flame was burning.

A flame knife is about to move, want to get out of the sheath!

At this moment, Zhao Yuanwu is bathing in fire, like a son of flame, holding a sword, and with great power, not forever.

Flame Knife!

He waved his sword suddenly, ten feet of sword man fell from the sky, flames enveloped from the sky, swallowed away to Wang Teng.

"Wang Teng is in danger!" Everyone was shocked and thought secretly.

Zhu Linchuhan bit her lip tightly and her hands were white.

"Sky-ranked low-quality combat skills !!!" Peng Yuanshan suddenly got up from his seat, stood on the edge of the auditorium, and looked down.

Uh ...

Boom!

At this moment, a horrific momentum erupted on Wang Teng, and the flames rose skyward, spiraling upward.

Huh!

Among the flames, a flame stalk was slowly pulled out of the scabbard.

Swordsman straight into the sky!

The flames crushed by Zhao Yuanwu's side were all attracted to them, and fell into the blade, becoming the nourishment of the condensed blade.

If Zhao Yuanwu is the son of flame, then Wang Teng at this time is the flame king.

Wherever the king of kings passed, he bowed his head!

Huh!

The sound of the long scabbard came out louder.

Sword meaning!

Flame sword!

At this moment, Wang Teng no longer hid and released the flame of sword.

It's a long story, but it's just a few breaths.

While Zhao Yuanwu's sword was slashed to the top of his head, Wang Teng finally moved.

Suddenly, the long-awaited flame sword completely shed its sheath, and the horror sword cut across it ...

Zhao Yuanwu's sword is instantly destroyed.

Everything comes to peace.

Uh ...

Quiet!

There is silence all around!

The flames on the ring stand seemed to have never appeared before. Only the scaly marks on the ground and the scorched black marks could prove what just happened.

Everyone fell into a deep shock and could not return to God for a long time.

Woo!

I didn't know who was taking a breath, and then the whole dragon nest seemed to come alive, and the sound of uproar went straight into the sky.

"It's incredible!"

"Is this true warrior so terrifying?"

"Is that kind of attack really capable of being launched?"

Uh ...

The first school rest area, Ji Xiuming watched this game all the way. From the beginning, he didn't pay much attention to the later, he paid a little attention to it, and then the shock now, he couldn't help sighing: "Sword meaning!"

He even had to pay attention to Wang Tenglai.

Walking next to him, Mao Na couldn't help touching her head and was surprised: "Is his strength so strong! It seems I'm not unjustly defeated."

Xu Yutao was pale and bitter in heart. He wanted to teach Wang Teng a good lesson on the ring and give a breath for Mao Na.

Now it seems that fortunately, God did not give him such a chance, otherwise he would really die!

He lost to Zhao Yuanwu, and Zhao Yuanwu was completely defeated before Wang Teng!

He is Zhao Yuanwu's loser, what qualifications are there to teach Wang Teng?

On the other end, Ren Qingcang was expressionless. After watching the game, there was a gloom in his eyes, and he snorted immediately.

On the second floor of the auditorium, Ye Jixing was amazed: "This kid's first grade realized the meaning of the sword lightly, it is really amazing, hey, regret, regret, I knew he would let us fight on behalf of our Xingwu Museum."

"You can save it, they must represent Huang Haijun, and they will still choose you." Lei Zhenting runs.

"Even so, he is also part of our Xingwu Museum. The SSS-level contract shows that I have a foresight. Unlike you, one by one, it 's painful to even get an SS-level contract. Yes. UU reads www.uukanshu.com "Ye Jixing's unwilling backstabbing.

Uh ...

Mr. Ma next to his wife looked at the two big brother-level figures as if they were aunts in the vegetable market.

On the ring, Zhao Yuanwu was full of scars, full of stab wounds, and instantly burst out a lot of blood.

Huh!

He spit out blood, and if he was crazy and couldn't believe the fact, he yelled, "How could it be, how could I defeat you like a clown, this is impossible ..."

The long knife in his hand was broken and his figure was stubborn, but he was still reluctant to admit defeat and rushed to Wang Teng. He waved the broken knife without a rule and his face was stern, which shows how much this defeat hit him.

"Why?" Wang Teng was behind him with one hand and shook his head, his eyes with pity.

He waited until Zhao Yuanwu approached, then slowly pulled out the hand behind him.

On that hand, a piece of gold-colored slab shook people's eyes!

"Stop!" A voice was uploaded from the auditorium.

for a moment, but then he smashed without hesitation.

Huh!

Slabs baffled!

Don't hit other places, specifically hit the face.

Uh ...

After a short while, Wang Teng slowly got up, shook his hair, and exhaled, "Huh, it's been a long time since I saw you!"