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- When the huge black dragon swept out wrapped in the torrential dark water, countless eyes were horrified by it. Among the other three flags, some flag heads whose strength was not weaker than Zhong Ling also couldn't help changing their colors.
Because under Li Luo's knife, even they felt a huge sense of crisis.
They couldn't believe that such a fierce and violent knife was cut by a great evil palace.
This knife can already threaten Jisha!
And Zhong Ling, who was the first to bear the brunt, changed his face drastically, his pupils were like an earthquake, looking at the roaring black dragon Mingshui.
He also knows Li Luo's black dragon sealing technique, but even if it is the sealing technique, it's not so perverted, right? !
Is this Li Luo really just a Dasha palace realm? !
At this moment, Zhong Ling felt that even if Li Luo was at the level of the Jin Sha Body, he would not have any doubts.
However, the reality is not the case.
Zhong Ling's complexion was cloudy and uncertain, and then turned into a ferocious one. He could feel that Li Luo's knife was terrifying, but Li Luo had only one knife!
This is the way to fight for your life!
Li Luo concentrated all his means and strength in this knife. As long as this knife fails to completely defeat Zhong Ling, then Li Luo will lose all resistance.
As soon as Zhong Ling gritted his teeth, his five fingers clenched tightly, and a force rose above the red gloves, like a raging flame, and the high temperature scorched the air until it twisted.
At the same time, the strength in his body erupted unreservedly at this time, like a pillar of flames hundreds of feet high, straight into the sky.
He made mudras with both hands, and then took a deep breath, his mouth swelled instantly.
Huh!
In the next moment, a black flame roared out from its mouth. This black flame seemed a bit viscous, and at the same time exuded a very strong violent air.
The black flame landed on Zhong Ling's rising flame's glove, and then he blasted out with a ferocious palm.
"Advanced Dragon General Technique, Balrog Mahamudra!"
Following Zhong Ling's palm strike, a hundred-foot black fire handprint was formed out of thin air. In the center of the handprint, there seemed to be an extremely fierce grimace.
With this palm shot, the air in this area seemed to be scorched clean, making it difficult to breathe.
Moreover, above the black fire handprint, the evil gang like liquid metal flowed rapidly, gradually covering it, and the power of the black fire handprint suddenly rose steadily.
With the blessing of Sha Gang, the power of Zhongling's Flame Demon Mahamudra, even a small mountain, can be crushed and burned by him.
Obviously, Zhong Ling did not dare to underestimate Li Luo's attack with all his means, and also used his own means to the extreme.
As long as he resists Li Luo's desperate blow, the head of the Qingming Banner will be in Zhong Ling's pocket!
The big handprint of the Balrog roared out, and the ground was directly torn into black burn marks, and then, under the watchful eyes of many nervous eyes, it collided with the roaring black dragon.
Boom!
The earth-shattering energy shock wave swept away like a hurricane.
The crowd watching around the battle platform are all working together to resist the impact, and their eyes are fixed on the two extremely violent energy impacts.
I could only see there, the black dragon roared, and the black river swept under the dragon's claws. The black dark water was extremely cold, and when it touched the power of Zhongling's fire element, it exploded extremely violently.
The ever-spreading shock wave made some weaker people feel a little suffocated.
Zhong Ling's face was ferocious, and he mobilized every trace of phase force in his body. In terms of the strength of phase force, even though Li Luo used many means, he was still superior.
But during the collision, Zhong Ling found that Li Luo's strength was extremely difficult.
The strength of the two constantly erodes each other.
But even though his side seems to be stronger, Li Luo's Xiangli exudes an unimaginable spirituality, and there seems to be some kind of mysterious thing in that Xiangli, which is constantly melting and dissolving his Xiangli .
"Is it the power of dual phase?"
Zhong Ling was puzzled. The power of dual phases was indeed very high-level, which could only be touched by a strong Marquis. the same.
It's not that Zhong Ling has never met a biphasic person, but he has never heard of anyone whose biphasic power is so domineering.
Roar! And in ZhonglingIn the midst of anger, the black dragon suddenly let out a shocking roar, its mouth opened, and a jet of black dragon's breath gushed out. In the dragon's breath, many mysterious light traces could be vaguely seen, as if it was
The ancient texture born from heaven and earth.
That mouthful of dragon's breath sprayed directly on the big handprint of the Balrog, and the evil gang on it suddenly showed signs of melting at this time.
In just a few breaths, the black flame rising from the Balrog Mahamudra also began to dim at an astonishing speed.
There were exclamations one after another in the field.
The next moment, the black dragon flew past, and amidst the deafening dragon chant, the big handprint of the Balrog, which gathered all the power of Zhong Ling, suddenly shattered.
Zhong Ling's pupils vibrated.
The next moment, the black dragon, which was also scorched and riddled with holes by the big handprint of the Balrog, charged forward, and with murderous intent, it slammed into its body heavily.
Poof!
Zhong Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure flew upside down, and landed on the ground in a state of embarrassment, leaving traces of tens of feet.
The golden light on his body continued to dim, and the domineering golden body was also melted at this moment.
The black dragon's energy was finally exhausted, turned into energy light spots, and shattered.
And the shocking confrontation on the arena came to an abrupt end.
The audience was silent.
And in this silence, they saw Li Luo on the stage, holding the handle of the knife in his bloody hand, dragging the blade backwards, and the tip of the knife sparked on the ground.
He walked slowly but firmly to Zhong Ling's position step by step.
Then, under the gaze of so many eyes, he put the tip of the knife on the severely injured Zhong Ling's forehead. Zhong Ling's breath was sluggish, and he looked at Li Luo with blood on his face. At this time, the latter's Junyi's face was also pale. Judging from the slightly trembling palm of the latter holding the handle of the knife, it was obvious that Li Luo was also exhausted the most
The last force.
The current Li Luo has almost no fighting power.
But unfortunately, Zhong Ling couldn't even move.
"Aren't you announcing the result yet? Is it really necessary to kill him?" Li Luo turned his head, looked at the high platform, and said with a smile with a little effort left.
At this time, on the high platform, the masters of the hospital gradually came back to their senses.
They looked at the silent field, and there were different emotions in their eyes.
In the end, Li Rouyun glanced at the silent Zhong Yushi, and spoke first, her soft voice rang in everyone's ears.
"The battle for the head of the Qingming Banner was finally won by Li Luo."
"From now on, Li Luo will be the head of the Qingming Banner!"
Following Li Rouyun's voice, the silence in the venue was finally broken, and what followed was the noise and boiling sound like a torrent.
They all understand that this time the battle for the head of the Qingming Banner will definitely cause quite a stir in Longya veins. On the high platform, Li Qingpeng and Li Jinpan looked at Li Luo's slender figure holding a knife, and their expressions were slightly in a daze. At this moment, they remembered that figure who had also created many miracles in Longya veins many years ago
In the past hundred years, the supreme talent with the most outstanding Longya veins.
"The blood of the third childhas his demeanor."
The two looked at each other, and they both saw a look of relief in each other's eyes
Longya Mountain, Houshan Bamboo Garden.
The old man who was digging the bamboo shoots also raised his head at this time, and he looked in the direction of Qingming Peak, and a faint smile appeared on his always serious old face at this time. "Taixuan, your son, in the futuremaybe he will emerge from the blue. ? - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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