MTL - Mai Kitsune Waifu-Chapter 446 Peak strength

Chapter 446 Peak Strength

The huge tortoise suddenly opened his mouth again, spit out dozens of jade characters in his mouth, and constantly danced in front of it.

"The players can draw lots."

Mo Tian said.

After the second time, something spit from the turtle's mouth... how to smoke!

Liu Yi is a bitter face.

While other players have their own actions, Moran also directly reached out and summoned a bow and arrow, aiming at one of the jade symbols and shooting the arrows.

"when!"

The jade that was shot by Moran bombed into the air, then turned into a green light, flew over Moran's head and turned into a number.

"nine"!

Good guy, this is very interesting! Just attack it!

"Come out, little Tai Chi, give a handsome figure to the Lord!"

Liu Yi said, using Yu Jianshu, let his flying sword hit a jade.

"Snapped!"

Liu Yi’s head floated out two big numbers, “One Three”!

Second Olympics! Liu Yi has the urge to kill, and Nima is one or three for me!

Mo Tian, ​​you are one or three, your family is one or three!

When Liu Yi was depressed, everyone had finished their respective numbers.

"I announced that the first game will start!"

After Mo Tian finished speaking, he sat back to his seat again.

The two people who selected the numbers one and two flew toward the back of the turtle.

The number one is the peak? This kid number is not bad.

The person opposite him found that his first opponent was the peak and immediately frowned.

"In the ninth generation of disciples in the Tibetan Pavilion, peak, please enlighten me."

"The tenth generation disciple in the heart of the burning valley, Nie Chao, please enlighten me..."

Nie Chao, a disciple of the Burning Heart Valley, looked bitter. "I didn't expect that I met you in the first game. It seems that the 16th CPC this year can't get in."

"Oh, hey, you know that I am amazing."

The peak is holding his arm and arrogantly said, "In this case, you can give you a chance. You must let me go down the stage. Don't let me do it. Otherwise, I really want to start, and then I want to go back and it is too late."

"The peak, don't want to smack the people who burned my heart!"

That Nie Chao’s face is red and red, and he said, “If you are dead in nine days, you have to let me know that I’m burning the heart of the valley! Come out, Red Dragon!”

He said, he took a circle and summoned a huge beast.

This is a red-red snake with a length of more than ten meters. It has two heads, constantly spitting a letter, spitting a fang, and faintly overlooking the opposite peak from the sky.

"It's stupid..."

The peak couldn't help but sigh. "If that's the case, let you know that, why the Tibetan swords club will be the first in Jianzong! Why is my summit the best in the world!"

Said, suddenly there is a strong sword in his body!

Because of this sword, his robe danced and hunted.

"The Valley of Hearts is not white!"

Nie Chao said, controlling the Red Dragon, the two giant mouths of the snakes suddenly spewed a dazzling red flame, entangled together, and rushed from the sky toward the peak on the ring.

"Glyphs!"

The peak was cold and cold, and I did not put this flame on my heart.

He extended his right hand and pointed the **** of the index finger at the falling flame.

"puff!"

A blue sword was suddenly released, and the flame of the Red Dragon Snake was directly smashed into two sections and fell to the peak.

"While the Heart Valley is a big sect of the Tianrenzong, but compared with my Tibetan swords, it is still much worse."

The peak said, while slowly moving toward Nie Chao, "But also your spiritual calling, its strength is too weak... really... very good."

When the voice fell, the figure of the peak suddenly disappeared from the place. In the blink of an eye, behind the Nie Chao, a sword was released in the hand, which passed directly from the back of Nie Chao and passed through the belly.

"Hey..."

This Nie Chao took a few steps forward, then squatted on the lower abdomen and squatted on the ground.

"It's too easy, neither of us is a level. The world is the first, not me."

The peak station is there, with both hands standing behind him, a look of invincibility in the world.

"Don't underestimate me..."

Nie Chao used his last strength and burst into a blast, "Red Dragon, Assault!"

The huge double-headed snake suddenly ran up in the ring and bit the past toward the peak.

The peak body constantly dodge, let the snake snake continually hit the platform, and returned without success.

"Boom!"

The top of the ring is constantly flying, but as time goes by, these broken downs are actually repairing themselves!

"Forget it, tired of playing."

The peak hid for a long time and suddenly stood still. "Let you understand the gap between us!"

He said, he did not retreat, and flew toward the snake that had come over.

The blue sword is full of him.

In the blink of an eye, these swords formed the shape of a big sword, and then flashed through the body of the snake.

"brush!"

The body of this snake was directly split into two halves, and then turned into a starburst, slowly disappearing into the air.

Liu Yi was somewhat surprised. This move is similar to the second trick of his own demon swordsmanship!

Take the sword and attack.

However, the effect of the second trick of the demon swordsmanship is that the peak is definitely not available.

But from this guy who solved the 32-strong master so easily, he is very strong, and it is indeed a bit tricky.

His own beast was badly hit, and Nie Chao also fainted directly and completely lost his fighting ability.

After killing this opponent, the peak's gaze fell on Liu Yi's body with a contempt.

"Liu Yi, have you seen it? As my opponent, this is the end. If you don't want to die, you will withdraw from the World Conference early! Hahahaha..."

"This guy is still so arrogant."

Liu Yi didn’t say anything, but Moran, who was on the side, licked his mouth and said, “Last year, Gu Yu beat this guy with a stroke. It is estimated that this time he must be prepared...”

Will Gu Yu’s strength be the opponent of this guy?

"But what makes me strange is, how come you get this guy?"

Moran looked at Liu Yi strangely. "Did you steal his things?"

"Rely, I am not a professional thief!"

"Not a professional thief, why did you steal the seal?"

"What is going on..."

"The next game begins, please let the players of the 3rd and 4th come on stage!"

Without waiting for Liu Yi’s words, Mo Tian’s thunderous voice rang again.

Immediately, two players went on stage, all of them were raw faces, and Liu Yi didn't pay much attention.

He was thinking about turning over the sky, he only took the medicinal herbs and the paintings that can be undressed... Then this is the day, it should be that Ai sneaked away.

This girl is really staring at the treasures of other people... As a result, Moran counts this account on himself...

Thirty-two strong competitions are still going on, Moran soon also played, and this day, the daughter of the daughter of Qianjin Gaoqiang, the other side of the begging for mercy, successfully advanced to the top 16.

Soon, finally shouted the number of Liu Yi.

"Come on, don't lose before meeting me!"

Moran reached out and patted Liu Yi’s shoulder vigorously. "You must be defeated by me! We are the enemy of the hit!"

I rely on, what is this with?

"Can't you be a woman?"

"Why do you want a woman!"

When Moran heard Liu Yi’s words, he gave him a look. “Who rules women must be weak and weak!”

"Yes, yes, you are a strong woman, I am going to the stage."

"Go away!"

"by!"

On the side of the tact, the hands clasped together, and the scorpion shouted.

"Liu Shizhu, just take it!"

"Just bring your sister, you are a monk, can you be a little fucking!"

"Can the monk not master a foreign language?"

"you win!"

Liu Yi was not entangled with these two wonderful things, stepping on the flying sword, and flew to the back of the turtle.

And opposite him, a male disciple of a Tibetan sword pavilion is standing there.

"The ninth generation disciple of the Tibetan sword pavilion, Cui Yi, please enlighten me."

"The thirteenth generation disciple of Yangxian Temple, Liu Yi, please enlighten me."

"It is a legend to say that you are."

That Cui Yi looked at Liu Yi’s eyes and smiled. “But it’s unfortunate that you met my Cui Wing. It seems that this year’s Yang Xian Dian can only stop at 32.”

"Ah, how can this be done?"

Liu Yi said with a sigh of relief, "I want to see the top four!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

That Cui Yi couldn't help but laugh. "If you like a guy who dreams of daydreaming, would you like to enter the semi-finals? Or honestly admit defeat, I don't want to have blood on my hands!"

"The people in the Tibetan swords are all good."

Liu Yi shrugged his shoulders. "Do you have a leg with the peak, how can you be like him?"

"The high school brother is the elite of the day, how can I compare it. But you guys are really kind, even the high brothers dare to provoke, really do not know how to live..."

"Hey, I’m finished, my ears are smashing."

Liu Yi dug his ears. "Can you open it?"

"I am really anxious to die."

Cui Yi said, as soon as he reached out and summoned the sword behind him, "How can you compare the sword of the temple to the sword of the sword? I will let you understand today, our two sects The difference between them!"

Said, he reached out and took advantage of the sword, let the long sword suddenly become a silver dragon, directly stabbed to Liu Yi.

For his sudden flying sword assassination, Cui Yi is very convinced!

The opposite of Liu Yi seems to be scared, and he has not moved, standing in the same place.

"Destroy under my sword!"

Cui Yi seems to have seen the victory, can not help but scream with excitement.

At this time, the opposite of Liu Yi suddenly moved.

He only extended one hand, and with his index finger and middle finger, he easily caught the stabbing flying sword.

"when!"

A crisp sound, the sword is constantly shaking.

"What... what?"

Cui Yi’s eyes almost didn’t fly out!

My own flying sword was actually caught by two fingers? ?

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