World Controlling God

Everyone is holding their breath, and the strength they can sit here is not too weak, and they can feel the terrible power of the high war.

If there is no defensive tactical support, I am afraid that within a radius of a million miles, it has to be smashed into coke by these lightning forces.

Ling Xiao is surrounded by these forces, can he still have a way to live?

Fenghoulin, who was sitting on the top, was a long sigh of relief. "It seems that Lingxiao is finally defeated. This high-war strength is really good. When I return to the palace gate, I must let him To recruit into the palace, with his fighting power, I am afraid that there will be a list of true disciples!".

The strength of the high war is indeed strong, but his appearance is ordinary, so Feng Houlin does not taboo him.

He is even more taboo. It is the cool look of Ling Xiao who kills the enemy. He can feel the appreciation of the eyes in the eyes of Zhang Weihua. It seems that there is still a bit of love.

This makes Feng Houlin particularly uncomfortable with Ling Xiao, even if it is the strength of Ling Xiao, he will not recognize Ling Xiao.

Zhang Weihua looked at the side and felt a little distressed. She secretly said, "I am really overconfident. I have no way to win this martial arts. It is a pity that such a handsome Langer."

Although Zhang Fuhua took a fancy to Ling Xiao, he would not be willing to give him a heart, and his heart would not be too sad.

On the other hand, Fan Guanchang is the most powerful here. He can feel that Ling Xiao is at a disadvantage, but he should not be at the time of defeat.

The iron wolf and Liu Jinxi who watched the other side were also disappointed.

However, they also sighed in their hearts that "losing is good, or else getting into a high family is also a trouble!".

The power of lightning covered the top of the ring, and the terrible power really made people feel numb.

Just as the power of these lightnings disappeared, a refreshing voice exclaimed. "Haha, how is the fourteen-game winning streak, it is not the end of my high war."

Obviously, this is the sound of victory from the high war.

I saw that the platform was ruined and ruined, and there was a figure lying in a corner and motionless, as if it had been hung up.

The high war is suspended in the air, and a purple electric lingering, like a war **** is generally extraordinary.

The people at the scene thought that Ling Xiao was already dead and could not die any more. When the referee wanted to go to the post-mortem, the Ling Xiao lying on the ground instantly bounced.

Everyone was alone, and they looked at Ling Xiao, who had not suffered much damage, and they all showed an incredible color.

The move of the high war was only because the high-ranking emperor was hard to eat, and Ling Xiao was safe.

The high-war watch is also tight, and the face is sneer and sneer. "It's very good, but it's not dead, but I think you are already at the end of the battle, then you can go to death with peace of mind!"

After all, the high war again hit Ling Xiao.

Ling smiles like a ghost, and pulls the broken clothes on the upper body to reveal the beautiful and powerful muscles.

"If you only have this power, then it will only be you!" Ling Xiao said quietly.

"Good mouth, I think you can barely go to the time." The high war is already irritating, and the strong move is again attacked.

Thunderbolt electric prison!

This move came out, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the purple electricity gathered on the sky. Although it was isolated by the big force, it was still borrowed by the high war.

The terrible power was concentrated on the high war, and the momentum was almost equal to the high-level Emperor's peak. He sang aloud and the majestic power rushed toward Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao’s eyebrows jumped a little, and he secretly paid “the sky is really capable of people. This person’s fighting power is so terrible, but... it’s not enough to win me Lingxiao!”.

Ling Xiao’s body strength is also constantly gathering in the meridians. The power of a group of people gathers together, and a large block of hail is formed around the ring.

Ling Xiao no longer suppressed the power, and the breath climbed up. The strength of the game was 20 times higher than the original. Although it did not reach the peak, he felt that it was enough to deal with the high war.

The high war realized that Ling Xiao seemed to be doing his best. The power of the heavens and the earth that was immediately borrowed was even stronger. The thunderous battle was finally ruthlessly rushed toward Ling Xiao.

Like the Thunder Sea Hell, and like the lightning madness, the inexhaustible power of thunder and lightning will shake the defense of the ring.

Some of the surrounding spectators couldn't help but exclaim, for fear that the power of these lightnings would destroy the defensive squad and hurt them.

Ling Xiao is also a big bang, he no longer uses the Tianshou fist, but the Huaquan as the blade, with the palm of the knife, a glimmer of knives and arrogance, and the power of many lightning.

"Different Leihai I am laughing and fearing, this defeat defeated you!" Ling Xiao disdain to say, the strength is once again improved, the knife is great.

Sixth arrogant - the first 诀: a cold, the second 诀: three feet of ice, the third one: red apricots out of the wall, the fourth one: peach branches, the fifth one: the snow to find plum, the first Six 诀: cold blade ice heart, six 诀 out!

Ling Xiao used his palm to make a blade. At the same time, he made all the Nie's arrogant and cold hexagrams. Many knives were like breaking through the heavens and the earth. The ice crystal knives were all over the sky, and the chills spread out, and the power was so shocking.

The high war against the move feels chilly, and makes him feel a little bit comfortable. "How can this kid explode such a powerful force, even if it is secret, it can not be supported for too long, the final will be he!".

The power of the strong confrontation is very terrible.

The defensive squad continued to sway, and the audience around it kept screaming.

"It seems that this move is a win-win situation. It is a fierce battle, it is wonderful enough, but I don't know who can laugh at the end."

"Wu Zhe took the power of heaven and earth, although Ling Xiao is a fierce strength, but it can not last long, it is estimated that he will be defeated."

"This can be said, just a little bit of nothing in the laughter of the high-war, and now the Jedi counterattack, it is estimated that the final fight is both hurt!".

"In any case, the strength of these two people is the top of the existence, whoever loses is defeated."

......

At first, the power of thunder and lightning prevailed. After a while, the knives of the ice crystals sprang up, and the two armies were facing each other.

After some interlacing, Knife Mang was once again prosperous, with an inexplicable general trend, and the power of thunder and lightning was splashed.

Between the prison and the electric prison, it seems to have been directly blasted by the silver knife, and the knife has rushed over the top of the high war.

The high war did not expect Ling Xiao to suddenly send such terrible power. He suddenly sensed the difference in this power. He retired and snarled with horror. "This... Is this the realm of knives? ?".

"Since you know the existence of the knife-like realm, then you will die!" Ling Xiao killed and prospered, the offensive was once again strengthened, and the endless swordsmanship took the first place.

Ling Xiao originally only understood the power of boxing, but there are similarities between the artistic conception. Now he uses the palm of his blade to continuously make a singularity of the cold, and the more he fights, the easier it is. Feelings.

It’s just that this power of the knife is only the beginning of the fur, and the strength of the fists he has learned is still far from the same, but it is more than enough to deal with the high war.

The high war was forced to be dangerous, and the body was attacked by many knives. The blood kept bursting out and looked like it was not awkward.

He feels the ambiguous realm of Ling Xiao, and his eyes are also full of succinct meaning. He seems to want to despise his own artistic conception from the realm of Ling Xiao.

Seeing that Ling Xiao’s last knife had to fall to the top of the high war, the high war actually closed his eyes, and he punched his hand in one hand, and the power of the thunderbolt rushed and rushed. Scattered.

puff!

It was just that he was not good. The whole person was forced to fly out by the power of Ling Xiao, and a blood was sprayed out.

"It's actually blocked, but you still have to die!" Ling Xiao was a little surprised, but the offensive did not stop there.

The strength of each of the arrogant six hexagrams is extremely terrifying, and there is a sense of sorrow, and its power is multiplied.

The high war is still closed, and seems to be caught in the epiphany. Many lightning powers have been added, and the momentum has been soaring. It has turned the power of Ling Xiao directly away from the electromagnetic field, and it is difficult to damage him.

Many heavens and auras kept rushing toward him, and the thunder cloud was on the top of the sky. The purple ray fell from the sky, and the defensive array seemed to be unbearable to be destroyed.

The people on the sidelines were shocked!

In the last seat of Fan Guanchang's look changed, he exclaimed, "Fast... fasten defense, he has to break through the ranks, and the power of lightning is only stronger!".

As Fan Guanchang fell, many people flashed, and the defensive array was once again strengthened and strengthened. Many of the Emperors shot at the same time to prevent more Tianlei from falling.

As a family member of the high war, several holy emperors fell toward the vicinity of the ring.

One of the peaks of the Emperor Gao Gao said, "You must ensure that the young master can make a smooth breakthrough. You must not let the kid hurt the young master!"

No one expected that the high war would be bold enough to break through the battlefield. If it was interfered by the opponent's shot, it would be worth the loss.

"What are you doing, you don't want to retreat quickly, no matter whether you are alive or dead on the battlefield, no one can interfere with your hand. Could it be that your high family will destroy the rules of our fighting ground!" Zhang Weihua grew up and looked at the high family. People are very shy.

The Emperor Gaojia’s emperor arched the archway to Zhang’s pity. “Miss Zhang, I know that we are doing this, it’s a bad fight, but my young master’s breakthrough at this time is a big deal. Abstaining, please also ask Miss Zhang to give a thin face, our high family is willing to make any compensation!".

The high war is the best line of the Gao family. Now he reaches the high-ranking emperor in less than a thousand years old. He has a very good chance to win the king of the king. Their high-ranking people definitely don't want any high-war battles.

Just as Zhang Yuhua hesitated, a figure surging above the ring and throwing it, desperately forcibly shot.