"This Qingmulong began to fight his best. As soon as the Qinglong splits the sky comes out, this kid is about to die."

The green dragon-shaped sword energy broke through the air, with a huge momentum, and everyone in the audience couldn't help but exclaim.

"Damn it, if I fight, I won't kill you if I don't believe it." The blue dragon sword energy attacked, Fang Yan felt a hint of threat, and a ruthless look appeared on his face. The enemy was cruel. Could it be that he was just a pustule? Isn't it just a desperate fight, he will do it.

"The water dragon roars."

With a loud shout, Fang Yan's magic power and energy were instantly exhausted. A ferocious and huge silver dragon was heading to the nine heavens like a king, cutting through the space, and his lifelike hideous dragon claws swung and grabbed the green dragon.

"roar!"

The dragon roar shook the sky, and a vast pressure spread out, as if it could break through the restriction of the life and death arena. The silver dragon crushed the green dragon sword energy with a urge to kill Gula. The huge storm surged into the sky, and the swayed swayed, and the obsidian on the life and death are blown away. As soon as the winding dragon body was pulled out, the green wood dragon was immediately pulled away.

"How is this possible? How can you be so strong? You are in the early stage of the Death Realm." Aoki Ryu was pulled away, and a large mouthful of blood was spurted out of his mouth, but this could not hide his shock.

Once upon a time, this Yin-Yang Realm monk who was shaking one side would be so weak and was injured by a boy in the early stage of the Death Realm. Among the Yin-Yang Realm monks, this was definitely a great shame.

No matter how angry this Aoki Dragon was, it still could not change his fate of destruction. The silver dragon was several times more powerful than his Fire Dragon.

"With spiritual marrow, the five dragon divine fist can produce three stances. The further you go, the more terrifying each stance will be, the greater the energy it consumes. Now, I basically don't have the power to fight. But this Qingmulong was severely injured. Now is the best time to kill him." A dizzy feeling came from Fang Yan's head. He shook his head, dispelled his body's fatigue, and then he couldn't help but say.

Fang Yan consumed a lot, and the Qingmulong was also consumed a lot, or he swallowed the healing pills. He only barely suppressed the injuries in his body. If he wanted to fight, he needed to meditate and rest for a cup of tea to have the power of a battle.

"Damn it, this Aoki Dragon is really a waste. He was actually injured by a kid in the Death Realm."

"Idiot, why can't this guy get up and hit him? What is he going to do? Wasn't he hit a punch? Why did he lose his combat power?"

...

Aoki Ryu was knocked away and vomited blood. Many people watching the game from the audience could win. At this moment, Aoki was injured, and everyone in the audience heard a burst of insults.

"Die!" Although Fang Yan was exhausted, he forced himself to use the Wind Body Technique to pounce on the Qingmu Dragon.

"Damn it, boy, I'll fight you." Seeing Fang Yan suddenly attacked, he did not exhaust his strength because of the roar of the water dragon. He had the power to fight. He lost his combat power, which made him very frustrated. Since he was about to die, he had to pull a cushion. While speaking, he forcibly detonated the shield spirit treasure in front of him.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Fang Yan's body flew backwards, while the Qingmu Dragon was swept away by the aftermath of the explosion of the spiritual treasure.

"Ahem..."

Fang Yan coughed up blood in big mouthfuls, and suffered a huge loss for a moment.

"Damn it. What's going on? The shield of the life and death arena was actually broken, and the Aoki Dragon was blown away."

"It's not that I fought for both sides and suffered a loss! I think Fang Yan was also blown away. Could it be that the game will be opened and closed this time?"

...

"I'm not dead yet. This Qingmulong is really worthy of being a powerful Yin-Yang Realm. Even the self-explosion spiritual treasure cannot be killed." Fang Yan's body fell heavily to the ground. Then he sprayed a mouthful of blood and was severely injured. What he didn't expect was that the Qingmulong was not dead, but was just more embarrassed than before. He was weak at this moment and could die at any time.

Fang Yan's injury was enlarged, which was within his range of suffering. It was also the Qingmu Long Shen who was responsible for most of the attacks to defend against the explosion. Otherwise, Fang Yan's injury would only be heavier.

"It's so perverted. Is this kid still a human? The low-grade defensive spirit treasure explosion will not die." Fang Yan stood up tenaciously from the ground. The people in the audience thought Fang Yan and Qingmu Long fought for one and died together. Unexpectedly, Fang Yan could still stand up, and someone couldn't help but curse.

Fang Yan walked towards the Qingmulong step by step. When he was only four or five feet away from the Qingmulong, Fang Yan sacrificed a flying sword and slashed towards the Qingmulong.

"Haha... Seventh Prince, you lost this time!" Fang Yan struggled to stand up. Although he was a little shaking and covered in blood, he still had the ability to move, while Qingmulong fell to the ground like a dead dog. Song Ye, the 14th prince watching the battle, couldn't help laughing.

"you!"

"Song Ye, don't be proud. It's not certain who will live or die. Qingmulong may turn the tables at any time." The seventh prince Song Yun couldn't help but snorted coldly when he heard this. At this moment, the seventh prince Song Yun kept roaring like a crazy enough in his heart. How could this happen? It was something that was sure to win, and such a shocking reversal would happen.

"Let's just go and see. The final winner of this battle will definitely be Fang Yan. I'm looking forward to it!" The 14th Prince couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the enemy through the level and obtaining 60,000 merit points."

With a puff sound, Aoki Ryu's consciousness was still dying. Then, his head was separated from his body, and the cold system prompt sound rang in Fang Yan's mind.

"Die, this monk at the peak of the early stage of the Yin-Yang Realm is really hard to kill. It's still on the death ring. If I were outside, I wouldn't be able to win this life-and-death battle even if I had a big killer weapon like the Five Dragons God Fist." As soon as the system prompt sounded, Fang Yan knew that the Qingmulong was dead, and he had solved a great enemy.

The trouble is solved, and that is just the beginning. He beat Qingmulong. The seventh prince must have offended him to death, and he also won the other party's 200 immortal stones. Even if the other party is big, he will never be able to lose his grudges with a smile. In this case, he will definitely be targeted by the other party. But he can't care about so much, especially the immortal stone used for cultivation, which is related to the use of his Fire Man Immortal Palace.

"I won, but I really won. The Aoki Ryu's head was separated. He was really dead this time."

"Damn it, Qingmulong, you are so damn killing me. I was hoping that I would earn some spirit stone flowers, but I didn't expect you to lose all my worth."

"Ah! My spirit stone! It's gone like that. Qingmulong, you damn miscellaneous, you've killed me."

...

As soon as Aoki Ryu died, the crowd seemed to have exploded, and waves of curses rang out.

"Brother Seventh Emperor, have you seen it? I won this competition. I will pay me two hundred low-grade immortal stones!" Before the referee announced that Fang Yan won the battle of life and death, just as Qingmulong's head splashed a blood column, the fourteenth prince Song Ye knew that Fang Yan had won, and he couldn't help but say to the seventh prince Song Yun. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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