Chapter 1682 Appearance

The two fought wildly for a while, and the golden-robed man named Sikong Qingtian split his opponent in half with one sword, and then found 13 drops of Imperial Liquid from his body. ¤The top novel,

At this point, he already had 285 drops of Imperial Liquid on his body.

"Whoever wants to fight for the Imperial Liquid in my body, just come and come."

Sikong Qingtian roared, his voice reaching into the sky, his blond hair dancing crazily, like a golden-haired lion king, his tall body surging with the trembling majestic inner energy of the Emperor.

"Sikong Qingtian, die!"

These powerful cultivators have long been seduced completely crazy by the greed in their hearts. How could they be intimidated by Sikong Qingtian's momentum?

As soon as Sikong Qingtian finished speaking, a similarly golden war sword turned into a huge golden stream of light from outside the arena, cut through the sky, and stabbed towards Sikong Qingtian in the center of the arena.

The man holding the sword was a short and fat young man named Taishi Haoxue.

"Well done!"

Seeing Taishi Haoxue stabbing at him at high speed with his sword, Sikong Qingtian roared and charged at him at high speed with his sword.

"Ping ping ping pong!"

In an instant, the two of them were fighting furiously.

The two golden war swords were being swung continuously, and the endless sword energy was like a huge wave, spreading out and filling every inch of space here.

at some point.

"laugh!"

In the huge golden sword light, Sikong Qingtian's huge head was chopped high into the sky by Taishi Haoxue's sword.

"thump!"

Then, Sikong Qingtian's tall headless body slowly fell down.

Taishi Haoxue unceremoniously collected the 285 drops of imperial liquid from Sikong Qingtian into his Najie.

"Sikong Qingtian has 285 drops of Emperor Liquid on his body, plus 7 drops of Emperor Liquid on my body. Now, I have 292 drops of Emperor Liquid on my body. Anyone who thinks he has the strength to take these Emperor Liquid away from me can come up and fight with me. war!"

Taishi Haoxue held a huge golden sword on his shoulder, and his crazy eyes glanced coldly towards the outside.

"I'll fight you!"

A charming woman in green robe, holding a silver whip, rushed towards Taishi Haoxue at high speed.

"laugh!"

Taishi Haoxue's huge golden war sword pierced through the charming woman's delicate body.

"Tai Shi Haoxue, you little brat, with me, Hong Li here, are you qualified to possess so much imperial liquid?"

A young man wearing a dark blue robe, holding a long spear, quickly rushed towards the center of the martial arts field.

"laugh!"

Hong Li, who was wearing a dark blue robe, shot a big hole in Taishi Haoxue's chest.

"Hong Li, you are not qualified either. Give up and I will spare your life!"

Amidst the cold shouts, a huge fist shadow condensed with fist strength, with a diameter of more than ten feet, fiercely struck Hong Li in the martial arts field from outside.

"court death!"

Hong Li shouted loudly, and stabbed the giant fist figure fiercely with the spear in his hand.

"Snapped!"

The huge fist suddenly exploded, revealing an unusually strong middle-aged man with his hands on his hips. At some point, he was already standing proudly about thirty feet away from Hong Li.

This man's eyes were red, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of violence, like a bloodthirsty beast, full of wildness and madness.

"Qiu Tang, are you the only one who is qualified to ask me to admit defeat? How ridiculous!"

Hong Li raised his gun and pointed at Qiu Tang in the distance, his clothes rustling, and his chest was burning with overwhelming fighting spirit: "Stop talking nonsense, if you want the Imperial Liquid in me, use your strength!"

war!

Without any unnecessary nonsense, the two of them were fighting wildly together in an instant.

Qiu Tang didn't have any weapons, just his bare hands, but his fighting power was still astonishingly fierce, and every punch he punched was so powerful. It instantly condensed into a giant fist with a diameter of dozens of feet, smashing the entire mountain and making it tremble.

However, although his strength was extremely terrifying, his speed was obviously lacking. Hong Li's spears were like huge pythons, never leaving his vital parts.

"Peng!"

at some point.

Hong Li's spear traveled across the void and pierced Qiu Tang's head like lightning. With one shot, Qiu Tang's huge head exploded like a watermelon.

This kind of competition was really brutal and shocking to the extreme.

Hong Li knelt down and found 9 drops of Imperial Liquid on Qiu Tang's body.

"Who else is thinking about these imperial liquids? Come up!"

Hong Li thrust the spear into the ground with all his strength. With a "peng" sound, a hole was directly inserted into the blue rock on the ground. The entire Xuanwu Martial Arts Field trembled: "Everyone knows that trapped The people in this cemetery of gods and demons are all lunatics. They are extremely eager to obtain the imperial fluid, break through their own cultivation, and escape from here. Therefore, no matter how crazy you come to challenge me, I can understand it. , and I will definitely accompany you to the end!”

Hong Li's voice contained the powerful internal energy of the Imperial Dao, which made the blood in the human body churn, making it quite uncomfortable.

Dong Gong Fu, who was watching the battle quietly on the sidelines, suddenly spoke slowly: "If I calculated correctly, the amount of Emperor Liquid on Hong Li's body has exceeded 300 drops now, right?"

Hearing this, Qin Yi, Yan Mei Niang, Yan Zhu Xin and others beside him could not help but frown slightly. They knew that Dong Gong Fu was finally going to appear.

As expected.

As soon as Dong Gong Fu finished speaking, his body immediately shook and turned into a white afterimage, bursting towards the center of the martial arts field.

In the blink of an eye, Dong Gong Fu's tall and slender white figure came to stand in front of Hong Li who was holding a spear.

He stood there quietly, his black hair moving without wind, and his whole body exuded an unparalleled momentum.

He did nothing, just fought casually, and was perfectly compatible with the world, as if he was an ancient emperor who broke through endless time and space and descended into this Hongmeng era.

With his appearance, an invisible spiritual pressure slowly spread from his body, and even the spectators hundreds of feet away could clearly feel this pressure.

"This Donggong Fu is really strong."

Yan Zhuxin, who was beside Qin Yi, opened her seductive red mouth in surprise, and a look of shock appeared on her pretty face. Before this, she had never met someone who could release such a strong mental pressure.

Yan Mei Niang, wearing a red robe, looked at Donggong Fu, who stood proudly in the center of the martial arts field like a javelin, from a distance, and blinked her extremely beautiful eyes: "This person should have the strength to enter the third level, right?"

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