Peerless Martial God 2

()

"Okay, don't say anything, set the seat for the Taiqing Gate."

Lenbi Shengtian feels the ambiguity and restraint of the surrounding atmosphere. The strongest of the three legends is the famous typhoon of the past 200,000 years ago. Taiqingmen is still the first of the ancient ancestors. This has never changed. .

Soon after, the disciple put a seat in a unique position and let Taiqing Yue sit up. This position shows that the power is strong, and the Taiqing Gate is still the same.

If there is any ancient people who can compete with Taiqingmen, it is estimated that there are only ancient people, but this time the ancients did not send people to participate in the competition. Not only did the royal family of the French Empire not appear, it was amazing, is it not? Is it retired?

For the time being, Lenbi Holy Day must announce that the big game has begun. After so long, it can't be wasted time.

"I announced that the Imperial Clan Competition officially began!".

Bang!

Finally, with the sound of the sacred sacred day, the gongs and drums that had already been prepared outside the imperial city were ringing, and the sound of the thunder was violent, and the sound was both inspiring and scary.

"The next game, hosted by three." Lenbi said a faint sacred day, looking at the top three of the high platform.

It was not until this time that the three had the opportunity to speak. Before these superpowers talked about it, where did he have a chance to interject? I can only wait until now to be responsible for hosting the contest.

Lin Feng stood in the crowd, everyone would not notice himself, but Lin Feng saw a few old acquaintances, the first is the evil hall, this needless to say, followed by three, the last one is Chen Guangyu.

Lin Feng knew that Chen Guangyu’s ancient ancestor was very strong, but he did not think that Taiqingmen was Chen Guangyu’s ancestral door. A few white robes followed by Taiqing’s moon, one of them was Chen Guangyu.

At this moment, Chen Guangyu’s heart is still thinking about Lin Feng. It’s just that Lin Feng is unlikely to die and he is resurrected. He can only hate the ancient evils and kill Lin Feng. It’s just a sin, but Zongmen doesn’t care about it, although it’s too clear. The door owner, but all things still need to report to the ancestors.

However, Chen Guangyu was quite an accidental lord's attitude toward Lin Feng. Tai Qingyue actually agreed to win over Lin Feng, and made some promises. Unfortunately, this incident was still not realized, which made him somewhat regrettable.

"Now the first part of the contest, the primaries." The three loud voices spread throughout the imperial city, and even the outside of the imperial city can be heard clearly.

"For all the 68 people who entered the competition, please come to the stage." The three looked down on the high platform and whispered, and he did not dare to shout. These people who participated in the competition could not afford it. They were the super arrogance of various empires and clan.

The voices of the three disciples fell, except for the evil halls already standing on the stage, Chen Guangyu, Lei Kui and Lei Teng, as well as masked men, all of which remained under the stage.

When the three shouted out, this person gradually flew up from the high platform, including Lin Feng.

Lin Feng is not stupid. It is impossible to wear a demon mask and rushed straight up. Lin Feng changed into a cloak, and the black robe on his body was replaced with a white robe.

Sixty-eight people stood on the high platform, including the Tianjiao of the various empires and the Tianjiao of the ancient Zongzu. The rest were Lin Feng, Jessin and the masked man.

Jessant didn't know where it came from, and if he had nothing to look at, Lin Feng, wearing a white robe and a cloak, didn't speak.

"You, draw lots." The three faintly sighed, and then waved their left hand, and a slamming scream filled the golden paper.

"This is mine, don't grab it." The evil hall screamed, and the cold and proud face was extremely cold, and the left hand waved, and a golden piece of paper was held in his hand by his death.

In addition to the evil hall, Lei Kui and Lei Teng and Chen Guangyu and others all robbed the paper, but no casualties, after all, not to murder for a piece of paper.

In the end, there was only one piece of paper left. Everyone paid attention to Lin Feng’s body. Lin Feng naturally reached out and pinched the golden piece of paper.

"Please open it." There was a smile on the three faces, which was extremely splendid.

Soon, everyone turned over the paper, some people were overjoyed, and some people looked bitter.

Lin Feng did not worry to open, but looked at the evil hall. The look of the evil temple is very indifferent. It seems that no matter who he draws, he does not care. He is confident to win.

Lin Feng also glanced at Chen Guangyu, but seeing Chen Guangyu's expression slightly bitter, it is obvious that he has drawn a less happy opponent.

Suddenly, Lin Feng Yu Guangyu went to the net without traces, and there was a child next to the net without traces. Naturally, it was Jiang Xuan.

"Fortunately, I have not sent back to the evil city." When Lin Feng saw it, he was relieved.

Lin Feng opened the note and saw his opponent who was about to fight, Qing Kui?

Lin Feng’s first thought came to mind that this is the Tianjiao of Taiqingmen.

Sure enough, Qing Kui is one of the Tianjiao of Taiqingmen to participate in the competition, the same as Chen Guangyu, but the difference is that the strength of Qing Kui can be stronger than Chen Guangyu.

Lin Feng pumped Qing Kui, but Qing Kui was not Lin Feng, but Chen Guangyu.

No wonder Chen Guangyu’s face is bitter, he has drawn the arrogance of his own ancestral door, and he is blamed for not suffering.

This game is not drawn from each other, but is drawn at random. You draw him. He may not draw you, but other opponents, but in the order of the battle, Lin Feng’s golden paper is written on the 7th. That is to say, he is ranked seventh in the game, against Qing Kui.

"The initial stage adopts the elimination method one by one, the latter one eliminates, the former one advances."

At this time, the three fans made a sound, indicating that the rules of the contest were white, and everyone was sure.

"Now let the players on the 1st battle come to power."

The three shouted, and they hurriedly left the high platform. Not only did he leave, but even Lin Feng, who did not participate in the competition, needed to stay away from the high platform, so as not to delay the battle of others.

The net stepped out without a trace, standing in the center of the high platform, he, took the number one, and the people who played the battle were Zhao Guo’s Tianjiao, Zhao Fei.

The net came out without a trace, and immediately attracted the attention of many people. No one has ever heard of the name of the traceless son, and it is the third place in the previous contest.

"Look, there is no trace of the son to fight against Zhao Guo's arrogance."

"Yeah, I don't know how far this can go without a trace."

"Let’s wait and see, I hope not to let us down."

Some people began to talk about the sounds. Lin Feng stood by and stared at the stage.

The net did not appear, and Zhao Fei, who was opposite, also came out.

Zhao Fei is a median **** esteem. He is already a very powerful figure on top of Zhao Guo, but it is not a top arrogance. He has no trace in the net, and he has no confidence in his heart.

"let's start". There was no trace of the face and no expression on Zhao Fei. Suddenly, Zhao Fei’s face was slightly cold, and anger rose from his heart. Even though he was not famous, he did not humiliate the net without traces.

"I will beat you and let everyone remember me Zhao Fei, not you are without a trace." Zhao Fei pointed to the net without a trace, and broke his voice.

"Whoever talks nonsense, I will say if I win." The net no trace of color was dignified and was not irritated by Zhao Fei’s words.

"watch out". Zhao Fei's face is stunned, step by step, and the whole person is rushing with the power of Lei Ben. It is necessary to give the net a big shock, which can be said to be preemptive.

It’s just that in the face of real strength, whether it’s pre-emptive or post-production, it doesn’t matter.

There is no more energy circle in front of the net, and there is a horrible murder. Zhao Fei’s face changes greatly~www.readwn.com~ quickly retreats, but it’s too late, and the net-free double fist has already slammed into his chest. on.

A loud bang, Zhao Feilian slammed out with the railings that he hit and flew, and fell heavily on the ground, throwing out a ten-meter-deep crater.

The battle is over.

No trace of the son, or a traceless son.

Everyone is silent, and dare not boldly talk about the third strongman of the previous session.

"No. 2". The voices of the three fans were issued almost simultaneously with Zhao Fei’s landing.

There is no announcement of who wins or loses. This is a lottery knockout. Only when Zhao Fei challenges others to fail, can he be eliminated, and the same is true for the net. If the person who challenges him fails, he can advance, if only win. One is still to be eliminated.

The system is so cruel.

The second is a arrogant arrogance in the city, called Sun Qi, he is challenging Leimen's Lei Ben, the result naturally does not need to say, Lei Ben won.

When Lei Ben won, the patriarch of the ancient orc family, the ancestor of the ancient Xuan tribe, Xuan Tiechen, was gloomy at the same time. They were in the city of Ao, and this was more or less related to the two races. It was so easy. Was defeated by the people of Leimen.

"Carrying, inheriting" Lei Jingang's smug smile, looking at the two, two people can only turn around with a cold voice.

"No. 3...".

"No. 4...".

......

"No. 7!".