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Three hundred armored warriors of the Asura Legion slashed out their three-pointed, two-edged knives in unison.
In an instant, three hundred blazing sword energies were like three hundred waning moons, overwhelming the sky and the earth, blasting towards the White Tiger Army.
After several battles in succession, the Asura Legion has strong fighting spirit and high morale.
This overwhelming sword energy can even smash a county to pieces.
"break!"
Led by Zhao Yunxing, all the soldiers of the White Tiger Legion fired their spears like dragons, flashing with lightning, directly smashing the overwhelming flaming sword energy in the air.
"White Tiger!"
"Roar!"
Zhao Yunxing launched the White Tiger Battle Formation, and the white tiger phantom showed its teeth and roared in the sky.
Xia Houwu¡¯s eyes were cold and he shouted: ¡°God Asura!¡±
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The earth and the earth trembled, and at the end of the endless void, the shadow of a tall evil god loomed.
Everyone in the entire martial arts arena felt the brutal, evil, and powerful force.
"very scary!"
Beside Lin Chen, the girls screamed in fright at the phantom of the evil god.
Even the men in the martial arts arena couldn't help but turn pale.
The two armies faced each other, and the various formations were so bizarre that it was dizzying to watch, and one did not dare to blink for fear of missing any detail.
"Zhao Yunxing still has two skills. He is so tricky in arranging his troops. I'm afraid Xue Xuance will not get good results if he fights against him."
"It's better than Lin Chen anyway."
"Can you please don't mention Lin Chen? I'm going to vomit when I hear these two words."
"Brother, you have a deep hatred for Lin Chen."
"What he said is the truth!"
Lin Chen: ""
In the square, the two armies were in close combat.
At this time, everyone discovered an extremely strange phenomenon.
At this time, Zhao Yunxing seemed to have a grudge against Xia Houwu for killing his father, and he didn't care about the others. He led the White Tiger Army and chased Xia Houwu fiercely, wishing to kill Xiahou Wu quickly.
"I am the unparalleled general!"
Zhao Yunxing's eyes were filled with jealousy, and the flames of jealousy made him feel like the blood all over his body was burning.
Whoops!
With a sweep of the long sword, the jade tokens of more than ten Asura soldiers in the Martial Emperor realm were directly shattered.
Xia Houwu's eyes were stunned, and he held a Taoist weapon, a three-pointed two-edged sword, and slashed directly on Zhao Yunxing's long branch.
Snapped!
The pole broke, and Zhao Yunxing was caught off guard and had only time to turn around and retreat.
In this flash of lightning, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his buttocks, and his whole body flew off the ground.
A hot, heart-wrenching pain shot from between the buttocks to his forehead.
Like a dead dog, Zhao Yunxing fell heavily to the ground.
But at the moment before landing, Zhao Yunxing suddenly spit out a steel nail from his mouth. Xia Houwu thought that Zhao Yunxing had lost the ability to move, so he was unprepared and was hit directly in the abdomen by the steel nail.
The jade token was shattered, and Xiahou Wu's face was filled with shock.
"Poof!"
Zhao Yunxing spurted blood from his mouth, his face turned red, and he hurriedly took out the pill and swallowed it.
This scene made everyone stunned.
In the VIP seat, in front of Zhou Shutong on the left, a man in Confucian uniform raised his pen and murmured: "In the legion battle, White Tiger General Zhao Yunxing was seriously injured by the Asura god Xia Houwu kicking him in the anus. Xia Houwu was suddenly attacked by a sneak attack. He was hit in the abdomen and the jade medal was broken. , defeated."
Zhou Shutong glanced at him silently and said, "Uncle Lan, you really do your duty as the record officer."
"Do your duty."
The man in Confucian uniform smiled slightly.
In the martial arts arena, no one spoke.
At this moment, everyone's contempt for Zhao Yunxing has simply reached its limit.
Even the people of the Manghuang Immortal Dynasty were like this. Although they won, they still felt that their faces were shameless. In this kind of competition, they also used sneak attacks. Zhao Yunxing's behavior made hundreds of thousands of people of the Manghuang Immortal Dynasty feel ashamed. The audience rolled their eyes with disgust.
"Huh, just win, don't worry about what methods I use."
Zhao Yunxing has recovered from his injuries. He dismissed everyone's ridicule, sneered, and stood up slowly.
His eyes suddenly looked at Lin Chen in the corner.
With a pointed spear, Zhao Yunxing made a gesture of wiping his neck with his right hand towards Lin Chen, his face full ofprovocative.
At this moment, countless eyes looked in the direction pointed by Zhao Yunxing's spear.
However, in the eyes of everyone, there is nothing eye-catching except for a group of beautiful women who look like fairies descending to earth.
Could it be that Zhao Yunxing is threatening these women?
The eyes of everyone looking at Zhao Yunxing have changed from contempt to disgust, and they are even ashamed to be from the same Manghuang Immortal Dynasty as him.
But at this time, Xia Houwu looked blankly in the direction where Zhao Yunxing's spear was pointing, as if he had been struck by lightning.
Why do those people look so familiar?
Xia Houwu suddenly felt excited, and the lingering nightmare that woke him up from his deep sleep countless times suddenly appeared in his mind.
It was even because of that horrific experience that he became suspicious of the weapons in his hands. He abandoned the gun and replaced it with a thicker three-pointed two-edged knife.
There was even a hint of panic in his eyes, and he was at a loss.
"General Xiahou, cheer up. In the hearts of all of us, you are the unparalleled general!"
"Zhao Yunxing won without force, General Xiahou, please don't doubt yourself!"
Seeing Xia Houwu¡¯s expression, the warriors of the Dawei Immortal Dynasty all stood up and started shouting.
A Martial Emperor Realm warrior from the Manghuang Immortal Dynasty also stood up and shouted: "General Xiahou, you were defeated by a sneak attack. If you fight openly, even ten Zhao Yunxing will not be your opponent. Look at our Yong'an In Yuqing City, he was bullied like that by Lin Chen, and now he can appear with Lin Chen at the same time! You must learn from his indomitable spirit!"
Everyone subconsciously looked at Zhao Yunxing and Yu Qingcheng respectively.
The faces of both of them froze at the same time, and they felt a stinging pain in their heart as if they were being pricked by a needle.
"He seems to have discovered us."
Qin Zhongling said in a low voice.
Lin Chen nodded, hesitated for a moment, and gave Xia Houwu a comforting smile.
Plop!
Xia Houwu was so frightened that his legs weakened and he fell directly to the ground.
Xue Xuance quickly jumped down from the VIP table, looked coldly at Zhao Yunxing, whose face turned blue and white, and helped Xia Houwu step by step onto the VIP table.
Xia Houwu¡¯s faltering steps touched the hearts of countless people.
Only Zhou Shutong¡¯s delicate eyebrows frowned slightly.
She is very attentive and good at observing details. When she was at the VIP table, she could clearly see that Xia Houwu's eyes were always on Lin Chen.
After the defeat, although Xiahou Wu was a little shocked and frustrated, he was definitely not in a state of depression or mental disorder.
All of this happened after he saw Lin Chen!
Who is that person?
"well."
Qian Yunchao sighed softly, waved his hand, and asked someone to give him a reward. He said a few words of congratulations and said: "In the third round of competition, each country will send one of the strongest people to compete. This battle will determine the outcome, so be careful."
In the VIP table, the faces of Xiang Yang and others became solemn.
Over the years, in every Heroes of the Seven Kingdoms meeting, the participants were actually princes, nobles, and civilian masters from various countries. Unless they were die-hard loyalists to the royal family, they would never have a chance to play.
Especially this time!
This battle is the key to whether they can break through to the Wuzong Realm. For Xiang Yang and other kings who are at the ninth level of the Wuzong Realm, no one wants to give up this opportunity.
Rather than saying it is a battle of masters, it is a battle of kings. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - 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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