"That black broadsword that resonates with heaven, earth, time and space, is it a special skill for becoming a saint?"
Tianqianguo's idea was still unfinished and he said: "It's as beautiful as a painting, it's as beautiful as a painting!"
"Exactly."
Lord Feng Qian said truthfully: "It is the Holy Intention Absolute Slash among the holy skills."
"Your Feng Qian country's luck has arrived."
The leader of the Wanzu Kingdom said with a smile: "If nothing else happens, Fengqian Kingdom will be ranked number one in the group battle this time. As for the individual battle, he can at least be in the top three, and he is even expected to be second or first."
The bulk of team battle rewards are awarded to the host country.
Those resources are extremely rich for a small country, especially one with such a deep foundation as Fengqian Country, which lacks such an introduction to trigger a qualitative change!
Although the Seven Fire Nations won the group battle title, their own background was somewhat poor and they did not enter the ranks of big countries. However, their national power was also among the best among small countries.
The lords of the nearby small countries all looked enviously towards the lord Feng Qian. The seven major nations were about to become the eight major nations.
Half of the leaders of the great powers reacted calmly and did not care.
Half jealous.
Only the leader of the Guanmai Kingdom gnashed his teeth in hatred. After this incident, his plan to unite with the River Basin Country to destroy the Fengqian Country was shattered before it even started!
"Brother Feng Qian, you made a good calculation."
The Lord of the Guanmai Kingdom sneered and said: "The reason why you didn't give me face in the main hall that day is because you knew it would be like this today."
The leader of Fengqian Kingdom smiled and said: "Business, of course we can't do anything that is not cost-effective. We, Fengqian Kingdom, will hopefully become a big country, and we hope that all the seniors will give you more support. Haha, continue to watch the battle, the real duel is coming!" "
"That's right, let's watch the battle first."
"After all, the super country still has two captains of Team A."
"In addition to Captain Feng Qian, they are all extremely powerful."
All the kings agreed.
As for Venerable Luochun and Qian Mo, they were simply ignored.
It’s not just a royal dojo.
The famous scene of Zhao Fan killing a group of people with one strike also set off a storm among countless creatures in the entire imperial city!
"Is that the captain of Feng Qian Country?"
"It's too silly!"
"Sure enough, being able to reach the top ten is definitely not due to luck."
"I am from the Feng Qian Kingdom. During the grand competition, the special lord did not use any of the tricks that seemed to be the Holy Spirit. He only used the sword as bright as the sea, and he overpowered the other heroes and won the first place."
"Not only do I belong to the Feng Qian Kingdom, but I also belong to the same city as the Grand Lord, both from Tianye City. During the battle for the altar, his strength was directly cut off! He is also known as the Sword God of the Night!"
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"Dark night?"
"Then the knife was changed, the sea became a sea, and there was no more night..."
The scene today will be engraved in the memories of countless foreign races like a brand.
A white-robed figure and a knife kill a group of people in seconds!
…
Big world battlefield.
Captain of the Tiangan National Team A, "Slan Da" looked at the white-robed figure appearing in the distance and asked with lingering fear: "Is it you...?"
The captain of Team A of Kaitian Kingdom, with his eyes as white as a flying cloud, stared forward, "Brother Silan, with the two moves he just made, his holy skills are no less than those of you and me, while the conventional methods are vaguely better than those of you and me." We are better, otherwise, it would not have been possible for our injuries to have reached the level of severe damage."
"Well, it's me."
Zhao Fan's faint laughter came over, "You guys are gathering together. I don't think there's any hope of coming in an open and honest manner. I can only say I'm sorry and clean up some irrelevant fish first."
"You do have the right to call them trash fish."
Slant nodded slightly.
His and Bairuo Pianyun's injuries recovered after a while, and they returned to their peak condition.
Bai Ruo Pian Yun's eyes were a little more novel, "I never expected that the biggest dark horse is actually the captain of Feng Qian Country. What do you call me?"
"Zhao Dayong."
Zhao Fan continued to walk forward and stepped forward, "What's the next fight? You two versus one? I believe that even with the pride of the strong, you wouldn't even bother to do this."
"So, let me meet you first."
Strong fighting spirit burned in Stranda's eyes, "Sister Bairuo, how about you watch the battle first?"
"Okay, but I want to remind you two, don't fight too hard, or you may be missed by me."
Bairuo Pianyun smiled.
at the same time.
Due to the elimination of sixteen people in the Great World Battlefield at once, the edge suddenly collapsed greatly.
Venerable Luo Chan and Qian Mo had to speed up and rush to this area.
Bai Ruo Pian Yun's sight came into view.
"The trash fish on our side have been cleaned up, and the trash fish on your side need to be cleaned up too..."
Bairuo Pianyun smiled and rushed towards Lord Luochuo and Qian Mo.
at this time.
Zhao Fan was already facing off against Slant and had no time to take care of the two team members.
Although Venerable Luochun is powerful, he is only as strong as about a hundred people in the foreign world. Although the perfect balance of thousands of demons in all aspects has a restraining effect, it is like a fake in the face of absolute strength...
Bairuo Pianyun only used one move.
Venerable Luochun and Qian Mo barely managed to block it, but they were seriously injured and were close to death.
Zhao Fan touched the battlefield token.
The figures of Lord Luochun and Qian Mo disappeared and appeared next to Lord Feng Qian in the royal dojo.
"Brother Feng Qian."
"His Majesty."
They sighed helplessly.
"You have tried your best, welcome to the triumphant return." Lord Feng Qian pulled the two of them to sit down.
this moment.
All eyes were focused on the two earth-shattering figures on the battlefield.
Zhao Fan's holy will is cut off again.
Silent, who also performed the Holy Skill, was a blood-red spear that slowly floated up from the ground.
Wherever the spear pointed, a blood cloud formed as if made of blood.
"Brother Silan, you seem to be more powerful than before?"
Bairuo Pianyun, who was watching the battle at the edge of the battlefield, smiled and said, "That blood cloud has reached the level of real blood."
"Hahaha."
Slant laughed and said, "I don't believe you didn't hide it too."
When the words sounded, he was not distracted and urged the blood-red spear to stab the black sword.
Zhao Fan's Holy Will Jue Slash was also slashing downwards.
Blade to gun tip!
The entire Great World battlefield seemed to be shattered.
However, the Lord of Tiangan considered the intensity of the final showdown when building the battlefield, so the battlefield was not destroyed.
finally.
The black sword and the blood-red spear were constantly shattering.
Both sides are evenly matched!
"admire."
Slantda said with emotion: "I have worked hard to study it so far, and I have finally improved my holy skills. Unexpectedly, Brother Zhao is no better than mine."
