Chapter 1394 The Front of Martial Arts, the Realm of Thunder

Yang Qingxuan put away the halberd and said with a smile: "You are welcome to fight again at any time. I am waiting for you at the front of this martial art."

Zhong Jie's face was gloomy, and he said angrily, "Ahead? Humph!"

As soon as he closed the magic knife, he turned around and got off the ring.

Yang Qingxuan's figure flashed, and he also flew down to the bottom of the ring, and began to recuperate from his injuries.

The applause on the top of the cloud lasted for a long time, and even Dong Zhen's loud shouts were suppressed.

Dong Zhen's face was even uglier.

There was another person who was born with boundless anger, and his face was gloomy like frost, and that was Yang Wuxin.

Originally, he was the number one among the younger generation, and he had been wearing this aura since he was a child, even he himself never doubted it.

To become the overlord of the world, marry a beauty, and stand at the pinnacle of this star field, this was originally a well-established life route.

But at this moment, a Yang Qingxuan was suddenly inserted.

Not only abruptly cut off his road to the top, robbed him of his unrivaled reputation, but also snatched away his fiancée, and abruptly put a hat on himself, such a shameful shame, no one can do it Bear.

The more applause Yang Qingxuan received, the deeper the hatred in Yang Wuxin's heart.

"Yang Qingxuan, you must break into the top four! I'm waiting to use the sword in my hand to chop you into pieces! Let the world know who is number one! Let that bitch know who is the man worth clinging to! "

Yang Wuxin roared hysterically in his heart.

As the wave of cheers weakened, Dong Zhen said loudly: "Next game: Lei Jun vs. Lance."

Two figures immediately flew onto the ring.

On Yunxu's ancient battle platform, most of the parts damaged by Yang Qingxuan and Zhong Jie miraculously repaired themselves.

Although there are still some damages on it, it does not affect the game, and it is still in the process of self-repairing a little bit.

Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes and stared at Lei Jun.

That day in the arena, when Lei Jun killed Wu Qiyue, this person had already been sentenced to death in Yang Qingxuan's heart.

Dragons have inverse scales, which can kill you if you touch them.

And Wu Qiyue is undoubtedly one of Yang Qingxuan's biggest reverse scales.

"Are you Yang Qingxuan's good friend?"

On Yunxu's ancient battle platform, Lei Jun crossed his arms and stared coldly ahead.

Lance said calmly, "Sorry, I don't do gay."

Lei Jun said: "It doesn't matter whether you do it or not, because I have already decided to send you home."

Lance's eyes turned cold, and he sneered, "That depends on whether you have the ability!"

As he said that, his figure flickered, and he transformed into Yasha's real body. He raised his hand, and countless clouds gathered and shrouded the entire ancient battle platform.

Then the figure flickered and disappeared in place.

"Hey!"

A huge crack suddenly appeared in the space on the ring, and a violent force poured like a river, as if it wanted to split everything, and swept away towards Lei Jun.

"It's so fast, I can't see the figure at all!"

All kinds of exclamations came from the sea of ​​clouds, "The battle of the top ten is really not comparable to the ranking battle of the top 100!"

"Of course, each of these ten can become the overlord of one side. If they are placed on a low-level plane, they are enough to dominate a world."

"Besides, the Yasha clan is known for its speed and agility. If Lei Jun wants to win, it will be very difficult. And this Yasha has a terrifying puppet!"

"boom!"

The huge cut cut Lei Jun into pieces in an instant, but the two halves of the body were in a trance, and then faded away. It turned out to be just an afterimage.

There was even a hint of sarcasm on the afterimage's face.

Yang Qingxuan's golden eyes flashed, and he said in surprise: "Not good!"

After the cut failed, Lance's figure appeared on the ring with an extremely ugly and vigilant expression.

At this moment, Lei Jun sneered from behind, "It's pretty fast, but can you pass the thunder and lightning faster?"

"Sigh!"

A flash of thunder exploded behind him, "Lei Huan hand!"

"not good!"

Lance's face was full of horror, and with a flick of his wings, he was about to dodge.

But as Lei Jun said, no matter how fast the speed is, it is impossible to surpass the lightning.

A huge thunder hand appeared in the air, and it fell down in an instant.

"Boom!"

Lance's whole body was shrouded in thunder, and he hurriedly made a tactic with both hands, forming an enchantment to block Lei Huan's hand.

"Boom! Boom!"

In the huge palm, thunder light continued to strike down, shaking Lance's enchantment in a trance.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes showed worry. Lance's strength was already weak among the ten people. If he hadn't relied on Ye Motian, it would be impossible to defeat Feng Yanran.

But now against Lei Jun, the advantage in speed disappeared, and even became a disadvantage, being cornered by Lei Jun in a single stroke.

Lance gritted his teeth fiercely, and quickly made a tactic with both hands. From the palm of his hand, something slowly emerged, enlarged continuously in the air, and turned into an enchantment, blocking all the thunder light.

Yang Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, that thing was actually the Yasha Ancestral Hall that he saw that day, unexpectedly it was also an elemental artifact, and it might even be a sacred artifact level.

As soon as the ancestral hall came out, Lance's pressure doubled, and he made countless seals at the same time. The ancestral hall became ten times larger at once, overwhelming the world.

"Joke! Do you want to turn over with a broken house?"

Lei Jun sneered, grabbed it with his right hand, and his soul light suddenly appeared, turning into a fantasy world of dragon spirits, sweeping across the sky.

"Crash", large pieces of lightning came from all directions, and all of them merged into the spear, and the five-colored thunder light circulated within it, superimposed layer upon layer, endlessly.

A powerful minefield surged out from the spear in an instant.

"Reverse the galaxy!"

Lei Jun yelled, and the spear instantly turned into a dragon, and thunder clouds of five colors rolled around the dragon, tearing apart the violent suppressing power of the ancestral hall!

"Boom!"

The ancestral hall was greatly shaken and shrank continuously.

Lance snorted, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he made a fist with both hands, and Ye Motian's real body instantly emerged, his scarlet eyes overlooking the thunder, and a pair of black wings spread behind him.

"Big Ferris hand!"

"Boom!"

The entire sky trembled, and clouds from all directions rolled in wildly, almost merging Lance and Ye Motian into one.

Percy's pupils trembled, and he stared in shock.

Lance's use of Yemotian this time is far more mature and powerful than last time.

During the three months in Tianjie, Yang Qingxuan found Lance and returned the other two jade boxes obtained in the ancestral hall to Lance.

One of them contained a wisp of divine soul.

The other is Yemotian's manipulation method.

Although the training time is extremely short, Lance at this moment is far stronger than when he defeated Feng Yanran.

Everyone in the sea of ​​clouds was shocked.

They still remember this terrifying palm technique, it was this move that defeated Feng Yanran and made all the clans feel the great humiliation.

"Are you going to win?"

Everyone is extremely nervous.

Lance has seen the battle between Lei Jun and Wu Qiyue, and knows the horror of the enemy in front of him, so he sacrificed the ancestral hall first, consumed some of Lei Jun's power, and then seized the opportunity to cast his giant Ferris hand, so as to ensure a hit!

//The four changes are completed, continue to ask for tickets:)