The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 457: coming

　　 Chapter 457

　　The first battle, Feng Ye vs. Qin Yu!

　　 For this battle, there is no doubt that everyone is optimistic about Qin Yu. He will be promoted to the top four without any suspense.

　　The only expectation is how much strength Feng Ye can force Qin Yu to.

　　 is not to look down upon Feng Ye, but this Qin Yu started from the Longmen Grand Competition, fighting all the way, almost overwhelming opponents.

　　 If it wasn't for Lin Yun, it would be too eye-catching to cut the two eldest sons.

　　 His son Feather's light is even more dazzling.

　　 "You are not my opponent, give up."

　　 On the battlefield of the king, Qin Yu lazily looked towards Feng Ye, his expression not very serious.

　　 It seems that Lin Yun's future makes him a little unhappy.

　　 Dragon Gate Competition, but an excellent opportunity to kill the opponent publicly, if it doesn't come, it will be troublesome to kill in the future.

　　 "Hey, you guys are very tough. If you don't admit defeat, you will end up miserably. You will die or be disabled."

　　 Feng Ye didn't refute, and laughed casually.

　　 "Really? Now that I know, don't get out of here."

　　 Qin Yu said that there was no one in his eyes, and he said rudely, he also had no good feelings for this barbaric, and he didn't want to pretend.

　　The people of the Great Qin Empire are basically the same.

　　 The sect outside the frontier, although able to participate in the Dragon Gate Competition, no one has ever been able to get the name of the son. Feng Ye set a precedent, but it made many people of the Great Qin unhappy, thinking that he had taken the name of the son.

　　 Facing Qin Yu's scolding, Feng Ye grinned: "Grandpa, I don't have any good points. I just have to beat me. If I have the ability, I will be blasted down, and there will be no uselessness."

The voice of 　　 fell, and there was an uproar from all over Longmen Square.

　　 This Feng Ye is worthy of his name, it is wild enough. Knowing Qin Yu's horror, he still dared to do this, it was unexpected.

　　 "I don't know whether to live or die."

　　 Qin Yu's complexion was slightly cold, and the true essence inside his body was surging, surging with the power of terrifying flames. Like a volcano, in the silence, it brings a dull and terrible pressure.

　　 "Who is living and dead, I have to try to find out!"

　　 Feng Ye's vigor surged all over his body, and bursts of bone bursting sound suddenly rang out from his body, and his burly figure expanded again. He, who was already strong, suddenly became taller, like a mountain.

　　 He stepped forward, his strength radiating crazily in the rush, like an ancient savage beast walking in this world.

　　 Compared with Hunyuanzong’s Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, the exercises practiced by this Fengye are more crude and primitive.

　　As he walked forward, the swelling strength in his body became more and more amazing, almost condensed into substance. It turned into a bloody, sticky, weird existence, attached to his body, and when he was about to approach, his five fingers clenched a fist and blasted out.

　　 Boom!

　　 Let the clenched fist be enough to accompany the entire face of an ordinary person, and the flowing **** light gathers on the fist to produce sharp barbs, which is even more hideous and strange.

　　 Qin Yu raised his brows, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneer of disdain, "A tricky trick, in front of absolute power, everything is vain!"

　　 rumbling!

The voice of 　　 fell, and the flame essence surging in his body filled his body. The ground-level cultivation technique Xuanyang Jue was completely urged by him for the first time, and the aura on his body immediately approached the Purple Mansion, and then completely surpassed it.

　　 Today is the final battle, and Qin Yu didn't want to hide it anymore.

　　 He wants to declare his existence, dignifiedly crushing the field, telling everyone who is the real protagonist of Dragon Gate.

　　 Feng Ye, who fisted fiercely in the roar, was startled at once, his huge body was abruptly shocked by the opponent's aura.

　　 "Take a punch and tell me!"

　　The distance is enough, Feng Ye roared, and his fist like a beast's claws slammed down.

　　 The blood-colored barb attached to the fist light seemed to have broken the air, falling like thunder, breaking open several long air currents.

　　 Qin Yu's face was stern, raised his hand, and greeted him with a palm. The flame light on his body suddenly condensed into a giant phantom, as if it were a flame god, and it rose to several meters high in an instant, several times larger than Fengye.

　　嘭!

　　 smashed all the palms and fell from the sky, smashing all the bursts of fists.

　　 In the aftermath of the waves, a violent wind raged on the battlefield of kings, and as soon as the wind rose, Qin Yu stepped out and fell again with a palm.

　　嘭!

　　Feng Ye showed blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and he was photographed abruptly and retreated for several steps. His whole body was sore and sore, the flame essence raged in his body.

　　 "come again!"

　　 roaring, Feng Ye's soles of feet stomped heavily on the ground, people in the air, his fists bloomed like flames, and thousands of streams were separated. Thousands of streamers were like a snake in a river, spreading their fangs, and fell towards Qin Yu overwhelmingly.

　　This ultimate move is terrifying, and it seems that the world has changed color.

　　 Qin Yu frowned slightly, was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Little carving skills."

　　 The flames all over his body are concentrated in the palm of his hand. The palm of his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light like the sun, and immediately after raising his hand, he greeted the flood snake that had evolved from thousands of streams.

　　The light of Xuanyang!

　　嘭!

　　 Under the palms that are comparable to the glorious rays of the sun, all the water snakes that derive from the streamer evaporate in an instant.

　　 "End here!"

The moment 　　 evaporated, Qin Yu raised his brows and flashed to Feng Ye. Standing with his hand, he only used his right hand and patted it out with a palm.

　　 Bang Bang Bang!

　　He stretched out four palms. With each palm out, Feng Ye vomited blood and withdrew one step.

　　 "Go ahead!"

　　 When the fifth palm blasted out, Feng Ye's body like a hill flew out of the battle platform and fell to the ground.

　　 Lost!

　　 Although everyone had expected that Feng Ye would lose, they did not expect to lose so badly. From beginning to end, Qin Yu's left hand was behind him and he did not attack.

　　 But this Feng Ye is forgotten, as he said, he has a thick skin.

After 　　 was blasted off the battlefield, he could get up and move freely, and walked back cursingly.

　　This battle can also be regarded as revealing Qin Yu's strength to everyone. It can be considered that he has seen Qin Yu's true strength, no wonder he swept all the way without showing up or dew.

　　 is really his strength, much higher than his opponent.

　　 is as strong as Feng Ye, and he is only worthy of one hand.

　　"Qin Yu seems to be the leader of the Longmen Competition!" Many people exclaimed in their hearts, shocked.

　　"Qin Yu won and successfully advanced to the winner group. In the second round, Si Xueyi played against Shuiyue!"

　　 Just now, the people who watched the battle were very excited, and soon the second fierce battle was about to start, which was a little dizzying.

　　 The battle between Si Xueyi and Lord Shuiyue is still quite eye-catching. Both are disciples of Moyue Villa. Before, Si Xueyi also had a precedent for defeating Lord Changji, and it was hard to say.

　　 In addition, there is one more thing, that is, Si Xueyi is too handsome.

　　 As soon as he appeared on the stage, the eyes of the female warrior in the Quartet could hardly be removed from his face.

　　 I have to say that this battle really did not disappoint everyone's expectations.

　　Shuiyue son finally sacrificed her famous Yanyun sword technique, unexpectedly, Si Xueyi also used the Yanyun sword against her.

　　 It's just that one person uses a sword, while Si Xueyi uses the folding fan that depicts the bright moon, mountains and rivers from beginning to end.

　　 Two leaders from Moyue Mountain Villa, display the dazzling Yanyun Swordsmanship, and show the power of the Yanyun Swordsmanship to the fullest.

　　The battle is even more stalemate than outsiders thought.

　　 It can be seen that both Lord Shuiyue and Si Xueyi have great desires for the top four. Although they all went out in the same game, they didn't leave any hands in the duel.

　　 In the end, Si Xueyi took one step higher and defeated Master Shuiyue by a half.

　　 He uses a fan as a sword, and in the Smoky Cloud Swordsmanship, he makes another attack and walks out a path that no one can understand.

　　Shuiyue Son, although he has practiced the Yanyun Sword Technique to a very high level, it is perfect. But after a hundred moves, it was obvious that he couldn't stand it and gave in early.

　　 handed over and sent Si Xueyi to the top four.

　　 "Thank you, elder sister, thank you."

　　 Si Xueyi shook his folding fan and gave in modestly.

　　 "I have no concession. Since you have entered the semifinals, Junior Brother, you have to fight for my Moyue Villa at least one position in the top three."

　　 Although he was defeated, he was defeated in the hands of his peers, and Lord Shuiyue was in a good mood.

　　 One more person advanced.

　　 At the location of the Lingxiao sword pavilion, Lin Yun is still not seen, which makes people wonder.

　　 The semifinals are almost over. Could it be that he is really going to be absent?

On the 　　 Purple Blue Throne, King Qin took a casual look, and then said: "In the third game, the son Xiaobai played against the Qingshan son."

　　 According to the regulations, Lin Yun lost. He could only struggle in the lower bracket, unable to compete for the top three and the top spot.

　　 Of course, if the other party is willing to choose the **** mode, there is also a glimmer of hope. But King Qin believed that even if Lin Yun came, he would not really choose the **** mode.

　　Don't talk about the difficulty of the wheel fight, but the punishment of defeat requires people to think about it.

　　The **** mode, once you choose, there is no way out.

　　 Either win, attract the attention of the world, and dominate the crowd; or lose, defeat, and lose everything.

　　 On the stage of the king's battle, Bai Lixuan and Yue Qing appeared successively.

　　 Bai Lixuan drew his sword out of its sheath, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and the whole body and the sword in his hand seemed to merge into one. With the power of the Eucharist, he on the battlefield of the king gives people the feeling that he is unparalleled and invincible.

　　 When the sword in his hand pointed at Yue Qing, everyone had an illusion.

　　 Yue Qing, he seems to be dead.

　　His sword force completely crushed Yue Qing's edge, so that on the stage, there was only one breath that could be sensed.

　　 is Bai Lixuan's sword, only his sword, bursting with light, dazzling and dazzling.

　　 "Damn!"

　　 Yue Qing's face was slightly embarrassed, this kind of crushing advantage made people feel hopeless. For a time, it seemed that his son's name was nameless.

　　 Even if it was closed, the defeat was miserable.

　　 also forced Qin Yu to use the Xuanyang Art with all his strength, and even had several tricks with the opponent. Let people see that Qin Yu's true strength was not unjustly defeated.

　　 But right now, Bai Lixuan pointed a sword at him far away, and the winner was already divided.

　　 "Of the eight sons, you should be the weakest. Compared to your senior brother Guan Shan, you are still a bit worse."

　　 Bai Lixuan looked at the other party and said without changing his face.

　　 "Stop talking, I give up."

　　 Yue Qing gave a wry smile and said weakly.

　　 "Concession."

　　Receive the sword and return to the sheath~IndoMTL.com~ Bai Lixuan watched the other side step down, but his mind was not on Yue Qing.

　　 glanced over, looked at the entrance of Longmen Square, thoughtfully, is that guy really not coming?

　　"In the fourth battle, Mr. Yun Zhen vs. Funeral Playboy."

　　After Bai Lixuan stepped down, King Qin spoke calmly.

　　 Lin Yun being late is equivalent to abstaining, and Yun Zhen has already won. You can be promoted to the semi-finals as long as you walk through the motions. Even if Lin Yun is really here, you have to get Yunzhen's consent to qualify for a battle.

　　In the past, there were no similar examples.

　　 But as long as the opponent is unwilling and arrives in time, he will be forced to lose.

　　 Yun really boringly boarded the king's platform, looked at the referee and said: "Don't dare, this kid can't come."

　　 The referee secretly said a pity that the Dragon Gate Competition was held every three years, and it was a pity that he was sentenced to lose without arriving in time.

　　 But rules are rules, and they cannot be changed by individuals.

　　 "Huh?"

　　 Just when the referee was about to announce Yun Zhen's victory, his face changed slightly.

　　 "What's the matter?"

　　 Yunzhen followed the referee's line of sight. At the end of the line of sight, a familiar figure came into view, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

　　

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