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Chapter five hundred and twentieth

Yang Liuqing continued to wave his Qinglong Sphur and attacked Simbara fiercely. Simbara used spiritual waves and his skills to use his skills to no avail.

In the end, Yang Liuqing won the victory. Everyone just thought the beginning of this game was interesting, but they guessed that it would be a complete abuse. After all, Yang Liuqing was so cruel that even the people at the peak of the Nine Transformation last year that he was so cruel that even those at the peak of the Nine Transformation were miserable.

Jiang Luo just heard that Yang Liuqing was not that simple, and perhaps he had the same magical bloodline as himself.

Huang Yiyi did not enter the semi-finals in the quarter-finals, and Dongning perfectly entered the semi-finals. Hua Ruyan was not very skilled in using her crane, so she did not win the game.

Then in the end, only Jiang Luo, Dongning, Yang Liuqing and a disciple of the outer courtyard, but this was the first time Jiang Luo saw this disciple of the outer courtyard.

It should be someone who doesn't appear often, but has unfathomable strength.

Although this person told the referee that he had the strength of the Nine Transformation of Gods, Jiang Luo felt that this person's strength was obviously the strength of the Heavenly Lord. Just the fluctuations of spiritual energy could clearly feel his strength. Xiaobai was defeated by this person.

"This person's strength is not simple, but if you encounter it, you must pay more attention to his left hand. There must be something wrong with it, and I can't see it." Dongning said.

"His left hand is very powerful, as if there is a kind of power that suppresses my strength and makes me unable to touch it. Moreover, his spiritual power is very powerful, and he is not an ordinary opponent." Xiaobai said while eating.

"Speak less during meals and be careful to choke." Sophia said with concern.

"In the semi-finals, Qingluo will meet the Nine Transformations of the Gods in Dongning, against Yang Liuqing, a disciple of the inner courtyard, who transformed the Gods in Nine Transformations of the Gods."

"Actually, I hope to play with your gang leader more. You are not my opponent yet." Yang Liuqing said confidently.

"Yes, I'll try it!" Dongning took out his big knife, emitting white aura, and the temperature in the air began to rise.

Yang Liuqing took out his Qinglong Sprout and said to Dongning: "Look at how my Qinglong Sprout deals with your big sword."

Dongning held a big knife in his hand and slashed it with one knife. Yang Liuqing was not panicking. The Qinglong Sphur turned, blocked the big knife and then picked the big knife in Dongning's hand away.

"..." Everyone couldn't believe that Dongning's move was cracked so simply.

Dongning was not panicked at all, and slowly gathered a stream of spiritual energy, red aura, and then shouted at Yang Liuqing: "Lotus Fire Bomb!"

"Not good!" Yang Liuqing immediately avoided, but her clothes were still wiped.

Dongning rushed to Yang Liuqing and said, "Seven Injury Fist!"

I saw Dongning quickly punching seven punches on Yang Liuqing, but Yang Liuqing said, "Seven Injury Fist! Hahaha, I'm no longer afraid of this kind of exercise."

Yang Liuqing's body suddenly burst, but it was just clothes, and Yang Liuqing did not hurt at all.

"I have resisted the spiritual power you injected. If your spiritual power is like entering your body, I will be injured by the explosion." Yang Liuqing saw through Dongning's tricks.

Jiang Luo covered his head and said, "Dongning may lose this game."

"How could Dongning lose?" Xiaobai asked curiously.

"There are two types of spiritual power attacks. One is that spiritual power enters the body and causes damage, and the other is that vibration waves shake out internal injuries. The combination of the two is the strongest spiritual energy technique. If it is in the middle, it will be injured, and if it is injured, it will die." Jiang Luo said.

Xiaobai knew that he was just a brute force, no spiritual power, but had some talented skills.

Yang Liuqing took his Qinglong Sphur, released the dragon soul, soared in the sky and rushed towards Dongning. Dongning's big sword had no patience and directly lost the game.

"Haha, only your gang leader can compete with me. Your strength and equipment are far inferior to me." Yang Liuqing said and looked at Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo knew that the look was like the final, but Yang Liuqing would definitely pay the price in the final. Although it was a competition, he had so severely attacked and hurt his own people. Jiang Luo would definitely make him unable to bear it.

"The next game of the eight-change power of the gods, Qingluo Club, will face the Zhuo who is the nine-change power of the inner courtyard disciple."

Jiang Luo knew that this turbidity was not simple, but Xiaobai was actually defeated by this man.

Jiang Luo paid special attention to the man's left hand and took out his blue-white sword. He saw that the man's left hand began to flow out of black viscous substances, which looked like the sewage from the sewer when he was on Earth.

The sewage was like a fish pounced at Jiang Luo. Jiang Luo split it into two pieces with a sword. Then more sewage flowed out of his turbid left hand again. Jiang Luo found that he was surrounded, and a lot of sewage pounced on Jiang Luo.

"Thousand Shadow Tribulation!" Jiang Luo split the rushing sewage into tens of millions of pieces, but it fell to the ground and became another piece. Jiang Luo's beloved moving sword pointed at the turbid, but his left hand grabbed the sword.

The Qingbai Sword was instantly turned black by his left hand, and the Qingbai Sword also turned out to be disobedient to Jiang Luo, and then it was caught in the sewage and disappeared.

Jiang Luo understood that this sewage seemed to be able to swallow a lot of things, and then Jiang Luo also found that he would not be able to do it if he didn't take it seriously. In an instant, the spiritual energy in his body became boiling and slowly emitted golden light.

The golden dragon scales appeared on Jiang Luo's body, which made the turbid look a little shocked. Jiang Luo spread his dragon wings and the green white sword flew back to Jiang Luo's hand again.

The turbid mouth opened, obviously scared. After all, his sewage could swallow everything, and he could only enter and not leave unless he spit out the things himself.

In this way, Zhuo took out many magical tools from the sewage. Jiang Luo was a little envious when he saw it. How many merit points could be exchanged for so many things? If he could take them all, wouldn’t it be beautiful?

Zhuo controlled it with spiritual energy, and then threw it all at Jiang Luo. Zhuo took out about hundreds of weapons, and Jiang Luo Qianyingjie stopped it, and the two of them controlled their magical artifacts in this way.

When facing hundreds of artifacts, Jiang Luo seemed to have the upper hand, but it was indeed more advantageous. Without the special attributes of the artifact, Jiang Luo's sword shadow was just spiritual energy, so why is it compared with the artifact?

At this time, Jiang Luo seized the opportunity, and the purple gold whip surrounded the sky and tied up hundreds of weapons directly. The next second he pulled it to his side. Jiang Luo suppressed them with his spiritual energy and seized control with his spiritual energy.

Then he took it into his ring without hesitation. Zhui's face was dull. Jiang Luo thought he was sure to win and fell from the air, but the next second Zhui wrapped Jiang Luo with sewage.

Slowly, Jiang Luo disappeared and merged into the sewage. Everyone was frightened, and they were only smirking with a turbid smile, because if they could use the erosion power of sewage to control such a strong opponent, would they still be afraid of anyone in the future?
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