MTL - I Might Be A Fake Cultivator-Chapter 37 Wang Xuanzhan VS Xuan Yucheng

Xuanyuan Cheng was ready to fight, and in the face of this extremely powerful shot, he did not hide, and held the sword directly to welcome him.

"Boom!"

The first collision between the two, the horror energy of the outbreak, shattered all the land of the square.

Wang Xuanzhe’s temper tantrum has long been blown up by Xuanyuan.

Therefore, when he shot, he completely exerted his full strength, just thinking about solving this battle as soon as possible.

The gun body is wrapped around a green dragon, straight thorns, picks up, sweeps, and each stroke carries the momentum of the invincible.

Xuan Yucheng constantly retreats, avoiding its sharp edge, and Jianhua dithers to form a circular hood.

Every time Wang Xuanzhan's lances are pierced into the air intake hood, they will be blocked by a thick force. At this time, Xuanyuan will use that moment of delay to avoid or block.

Xuan Yucheng knows that Wang Xuanzhan is very strong. If he fights hard, he will soon lose.

It is precisely because of this that he has used the strongest means of defense, only to defend and not fight for Chen Chen to fight for time to escape.

"Chen Xuechang, what are you still doing here, run!" Xuanyuan Cheng shouted at Chen Chen.

Chen Chen: "..."

Xuan Yuancheng's general defense of the cowhide, Wang Xuanzhan grievances.

After hearing the words that Xuan Yuancheng said to Chen Chen, he finally frowned again and directly angered to the second form!

This time, not only is the gun body entangled in the spirit of Qinglong, he must become a dragon!

The blue dragon scale appeared on the body of Wang Xuanzhan, and his breath was directly soaring to the peak of the breeding period.

"You actually have the blood of the dragon!" Xuan Chengcheng saw this scene, his face changed.

......

......

On the top of Baiyu Square, almost all the students turned their attention to the battle picture of Wang Xuanzhan.

This is the first Wang Xuan war of the Xianbang, and the battle of the newest newest.

Moreover, it is still a battle between two strong players who have a true God invitation.

"Well, the power of the dragon's blood of Wang Xuanzhan has been activated. He is fighting with the strongest power!"

A small beard with a relaxed look, a student with a high-profile person.

"Pan Xuechang, you said the dragon's blood, is this Wang Xuechang a person from the East China Sea Long Ting?" asked a cute female student curiously.

At the same time, a large group of students around, also have a curious look in their eyes, have turned their eyes to this Pan Xuechang.

This Pan Xuechang apparently enjoyed this kind of gaze, and his face showed an inscrutable look.

Just kidding, he is the Pan of the 20th in the list of singers. The younger brothers and sisters cast a respectful eye on him. It is a normal thing!

"Wang Xuan Zhan is not a person of Long Ting. His dragon blood comes from the blood of the ancient dragon. This is a very ancient blood heritage."

"How the power of his Dragon's blood is obtained is a secret to us. But what is certain is that he was only recognized by the true God because of the power of this ancient dragon."

Pan’s words made many students suddenly realize.

The true God alone can turn over the entire Long Ting, can get the power of the blood of the true God, and what is the power of the blood of Long Ting?

"That... Pan Xuechang thinks, how long can Xuan Zhencheng last?" A freshman girl asked in a hurry.

She admired Xuan Yucheng very much. At this time, when she heard Pan’s words, she immediately began to worry about Xuanyuan.

Pan whispered a little and extended a finger.

"A quarter of an hour?" The girl blinked and said.

"No... it's a trick that can't be supported!" Pan said seriously.

As soon as this was said, a thousand waves were stirred up in the crowd.

People were surprised to express their expressions. The girl’s words were even more stunned, and it seemed to have been hit.

Even a trick can't hold it, just kidding!

However, Pan is not a strong person in the breeding period, but he has also fought against Xuanyuan.

Therefore, his words are extremely authoritative.

Even if some people do not believe, they will not refute in person.

Everyone is watching the picture on the crystal screen very nervously. If Pan is not reliable, then this battle is about to end!

Pan is also looking at the Xuanyuan sincerity in the picture, sighing with a sigh, and secretly saying:

To blame, blame you for your nosy, Wang Xuanzhan's next shot, but it hurts!

Because last year, I was defeated by Wang Xuan in this state, a shot...

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Within the Qianfeng Forest, Wang Xuanzhan, who inspires the blood of the ancient dragons, is covered with cyan scales, and his eyes are turned into gold, releasing endless majesty.

He shot Xuanyuan sincerely, cold and cold:

"I win you, just one shot!"

Wang Xuan warfare, this time, others are moving with guns, and the speed is fast.

The path he runs forms a shadow of the dragon, and the tip of the gun is the dragon's fangs.

"Hey!"

The sound of Qinglong Zhi shocked the sky, and the momentum of the gun was unstoppable.

Xuan Yucheng only felt the moment of Wang Xuan's attack, the gun tip arrived in front of him!

At that moment, he felt like he was facing an ancient dragon.

The pressure of terror was sweeping over him.

If the monks of the ordinary period of the spiritual period are faced with this scene, it is sure that even the thought of rebellion is hard to give birth.

But Xuan Zhencheng is very calm.

"Transfer."

His eyes became awkward, as if he had lost his focal length.

The tip of the gun arrived in front of him, and the long sword in his hand began to move. It looked very slow, but it touched the sharp point of the gun tip in time...

The pattern of black and white Pisces formed at his feet~www.novelbuddy.com~ The long sword slowly deflected a mysterious angle.

"Boom!"

Qinglong sprayed out, extremely powerful guns, and actually tore the top ten feet of Wang Xuan’s battle, forming a dark gully.

Blood slowly drops to the ground...

Xuanyuan was injured.

However, Wang Xuanzhan’s face has a shocked look: “You have escaped!”

Xuanyuan's shoulder was pierced by a long gun, and the blood stained the left arm.

He did not answer, when the Wang Xuan war was shocked, he retreated and pulled away.

"Chen Xuechang, you can't hold it if you don't run, I will hold up five more tricks at the top, you hurry!"

After that, Xuanyuan continued to put out a defensive battle.

Wang Xuanzhan: "..."

Chen Chen: "..."

In a place on Baiyu Square, many students turned their attention to Pan Xuechang.

In this regard, Pan did not speak silently, maintaining the appearance of a high person.

Just kidding, he is the Pan of the 20th in the list of singers. The younger brothers and sisters cast a respectful eye on him. It is a normal thing!

But...

Master Pan did not have much enjoyment at the moment.

His face is a little red, and he has some hot feelings...

In the Qianfeng Forest, Wang Xuanzhan and Xuanyuancheng are on the top of the battle, and the Cangqing Dixian is watching the battle.

When he saw Xuan Yucheng and escaped the full blow of Wang Xuanzhan, he could not help but change his look.

"Xuanyuan Cheng is really a genius of Wanling Xianzong once in a hundred years, so young to understand the Tailing Taoist!"

"Well... just this trick, his combat power is much better than that."