"Wow ~" The crowd instantly scattered the breeze on both sides and woke up in a daze before hitting two trance.
On a small hand holding the breeze, the novel said, "Let’s go soon."
Want it? The spirit of the breeze immediately cheered up and followed the moon to run to the side of the 10,000-person separation hospital to make it huge on both sides.
Wechat business sticks toward the ground with a thump ~ a rumbling sound, and the ground immediately twisted up, and a huge ring covering an area of square garden kilometers slowly rose.
The new archbishop at the top of the tower floated and his huge figure dissipated and returned to normal. The old voice of the National People’s Congress fell to the ring and said, "I will preside over this big match."
Everyone bent down with their arms crossed and said, "see the archbishop!" "
The archbishop nodded and said, "Before the contestants."
The moon pushed the breeze and said, "Go!"
"Well ~" The breeze nodded and flew up and down the ring. At the same time, there were more than ten figures flying out of the crowd.
The breeze glanced at himself and counted himself as ten people, each of whom could faintly perceive that they were born with majestic vitality, and ten of them were actually third-order.
The third order has entered the ranks of masters, and among the remaining forces, it can be called an elder. However, the temple is a big match, and there is a corner of the profound heritage of the ten-person temple.
The archbishop nodded and said, "Go and wait in the war zone."
"Yes!" Ten people flew up and down the second floor of the tower with respect and a ceremony.
Year-end is more than every year, although not all of them have participated, but the process is already familiar.
On the second floor, ten judges in black quietly stood together and sneered at the breeze from time to time.
The breeze is not polite to stare back. Who’s afraid of sleeping if you don’t start work? !
I noticed the strong hostility between them and looked at the breeze with pity.
When the archbishop stretched out his hand, ten spheres spun rapidly to form a string of phantoms, and suddenly two spheres rushed out of suspension from the rotation.
Chapter one hundred and fifty-seven The first battle of the breeze
As soon as the archbishop turned his hand over and the ball disappeared, he looked at the two balls in front of him and said with a smile, "The result has come out. Let me see who it is."
Reach out to the two spheres, and the spheres will pop up to form a screen, and the two names will be displayed on the screen.
The archbishop was stunned when he first saw Bai Feng, and then said flatly, "The first night of Bai Feng versus Jiang Jun"
The wind dreamed that the first game was a whisper in his heart, "I am so lucky, aren’t I?" Is it destined for me to kill the quartet? "
A young man in black in the ruling division camp said with chagrin, "Damn it, it’s not us."
A stubble-faced man sneered and said, "If he can win, he will always meet."
Twist a head to look at the breeze and say, "Bai Feng, you must refuel ~ Don’t go out. Miss Yueda married a loser."
The wind turned to look at the past and snorted and said, "You have to come on! Don’t be eliminated without meeting me. I want to beat you up! " Jump out of the ring
At the same time, there is also a figure flying.
"Ha ha ~" The big fellow held his arms and sneered.
The archbishop stretched out his hand and a light shone from the palm of his hand to form a semi-circular shield covering the whole ring, and then faded as if it disappeared.
The archbishop flew to the corner of the ring and said, "Come on!"
Challenge the wind looked at the young man in white armor and said, "Are you a templar knight? Why haven’t I heard your name? "
Across the street, the young man bent down with a sword in his hand and said, "Night of Knight Jiang Jun in the Temple of Pointe Noire."
The breeze said with a friendly smile, "It was not the headquarters."
Hands crossed, chest bent down and said, "Temple White Peak"
"offended!" Jiang Jun night eyes a clot suddenly rushed to the breeze sword David tang a drawn sword light crosscutting.
The breeze instantly enveloped a layer of white light, and clenched his fist to meet the sword light and punched out a roar ~ a white and golden lion fist emerged.
Bang ~ There was a loud noise, and the fist collided with the sword light, and the huge aftermath swept across the shield and splashed ripples to disappear.
Bang ~
Bang ~
Bang ~
Angry Shi Qingfeng waved his fists and Jiang Jun’s night sword several times, and the aftermath swept through.
On the second floor, Han Long, a stubble man, touched Ba and frowned and said, "The Templar ruling boxing Baifeng is our ruling boxing method."
A cold young man next to him said lightly, "It’s not surprising that the month should be given to him."
Han Long said angrily, "Damn it!" Clenched his fist and said, "I’ll rule that the fist will be abolished as soon as I wait."
Face challenge Jiang Jun night drink a way "baifeng be careful! Holy light! "
Jiang Jun suddenly jumped into the sword at night, pointing to the majestic vitality of the day, and the sword gathered to form a huge white Rapier, which made people realize their worship at a glance.
The breeze snorted and clenched his fist, and a white lion figure was looming behind him.
"Chop ~" Rapier cut with one sword.
"Roar ~" A lion roared and the breeze met Rapier and punched out.
"Boom ~" A loud noise, a huge light, an explosion, a firm but gentle fist, a bang, a bang, a protective cover, and ripples.
The cool breeze suddenly fell from the middle and fell to the ground. It kept slipping and stabbing, and a black smoke rose all over the place. The cool breeze suddenly stopped in the ring.
Face to face, hands are uneasy, hands are worried, watching the breeze.