Chapter 163: The dragon track appears

The battle was fierce, but Xu Shaodong was the only one on the stage. Xia Yingjie suffered internal injuries and was helped up by two soldiers. He stared at Xu Shaodong with hatred eyes and wanted to rush over and fight again, but a mouthful of flowers poured out, his body fell down softly, and was helped by two soldiers and left the competition field.

The noise that could not be suppressed was a little excited, and there was a rumbling sound in the whole stands. Is this a game? Why did you fight with gangsters? It was a group of battles on the field, and you could use all means to do anything. There was only one purpose, which was to knock the opponent down.

I don’t know when, not far from Xu Shaodong’s body, a figure appeared. No one saw where he came from, nor did anyone know who he was. It seemed that he had been here since the beginning of the game.

The shocking sound was cut off at the moment when this figure appeared. Many people shouted half of it and were swallowed back. The appearance of this person was really strange under the blue sky and white sun.

"Dragon Trace!" There are definitely not many people who know him, but not none. At least the chairman has called out his name at this moment. I heard that the Iron Flag is trained by Dragon Trace, but I didn't expect that he would appear in such a competition.

Could it be that Long Zong abandoned his usual stance and was ready to support the Xia family?

Ding Fengjun also saw it, turned around and glanced at Xu Ting, but didn't say anything. At this moment, everyone's mind was the same. Such a peerless warrior appeared, breaking everyone's expectations.

Xu Shaodong slowly turned around and looked at the master who was dressed in front of him who was mysterious in his clothes. He was wearing military uniforms and a long green cloak, swinging with the wind. He was tall and tall, standing there like a pagoda, towering and unfamiliar. His arms were naturally hanging down and falling as he pleased, but the silver-gray iron mask on his face brought a bit of cold mystery.

"Who is he? He seems to be a master?"

"It was the helping master invited by the Xia family. I have a chance to watch this time."

"No, no, this seems to be a master of the Dragon Group. Look at the shoulders of his cloak, there is a flying dragon. This is the special symbol of the Dragon Group."

Yes, he comes from the Dragon Group. At this moment, Xu Shaodong knew that he would not be someone else, he must be Longzhi. The three masters of Qianlong have already exceeded the ordinary limit. The small military strength is cold, so I will never care about it. The only one who can show up for a reason is Longzhi, because he is the instructor of the Iron Banner. The insult of the Iron Banner is related to his face.

"You finally showed up, I'm waiting for you."

There is no expression. Even if there is an expression, maybe Xu Shaodong may not be able to see it, but a cold voice came: "I know, so I'm here, you are indeed worth my action."

"What are you waiting for? I can't act this scene alone." Xu Shaodong restrained his indulgence just now and looked cautious. In front of such a super expert, he needed a hundred times more vigilance. This is definitely Xia Yingjie. No, even ten Xia Yingjies are not masters of the inexplicable men in front of him.

The three masters of Qianlong are all sixty or seventy years old, but the man in front of him will not be more than fifty no matter where he looks. The martial artist's cultivation is indeed more effective than any body maintenance. The strongest soldier of Long Trace is a bit inferior to the strongest soldier.

The eyes exposed by the iron mask moved, the starlight flashed, and the dragon track turned slightly. The cloak behind it had shaken, causing a whirlwind. The rotation was getting faster and faster, and the dragon track had moved.

Fast, it was too fast. Even Xu Shaodong dared not touch the sharp edge of the sword. Xu Shaodong avoided it. At the place where he was standing, a trace of light flashed and seeped into Wushi. But then there was no trace at all, and a neat knife appeared with a "bang".

"It's really strong!"

The soul power in Xu Shaodong's body instantly increased. This time he was facing a real master. The level 6 spiritual power was sandwiched between the cold and hot breath that poured into the limbs and veins, and merged into a knife-shaped shape. The knife rose and shot up three meters. With a vertex, the sword energy in his hand was already roaring.

A hint of doubt appeared in Longzhi's eyes, or from the beginning to the end, he did not figure out what kind of power Xu Shaodong was using. This was definitely not the warrior power inspired by the Dantian. He was a strong man. Any use of power in his body could not escape his eyes.

But the young man in front of him showed no signs of luck in the Dantian. He had no martial arts skills at all, but was shockingly powerful.

Longzhi did not dodge, swung his arms and crossed them, and in a manner that the tower king raised the tripod, and the invincible energy forced the power of the level 6 soul. The sleeves "screwed" apart, and the load-bearing under his feet fell into the wooden platform, but he was not injured.

Since Xu Shaodong was reborn, this is the first person to take over his soul sword power head-on. Whether he is an enemy or a friend, he is well deserved to be a master.

"Very good, I believe this battle will be very exciting." Longzhi pulled out of the wooden board, and the cloak was torn into pieces with the wind, rising and falling. He moved in one move. Ling Ran's attack arrived in a blink of an eye. After decades of training, every move and every move he made was a killing, and he would never waste any effort.

The three masters of Qianlong are not only warriors, but also warriors. They have long integrated the power of warriors into the killing of warriors. As long as the moment when the fighting spirit is strong, any moves they use are ruthless hands that hurt the enemy and will never show mercy. Xu Shaodong's body moves with the wind, and trembles, and it is slippery like a loach. Although the attack is strong, it cannot be achieved.

"Dragon Shadow Transformation!" The Dragon Track's Dragon Shadow Transformation is definitely not the effect of Xia Yingjie when he was used. Six identical figures surrounded Xu Shaodong, making it difficult to tell which one is true and which one is false.

Xu Shaodong's Yihai moved and his body rose into the air. The spiritual power cold sword that had already condensed in his hand had already waved it out with his hands. It was faster than an arrow, but softer than the wind. When the wind passed and the shadow dissipated, the shadow was originally a illusion of fog. When the wind blew, it turned into invisible. Xu Shaodong's body turned, he could sense the position of the dragon track.

"Sword of Destruction!"

After breaking through the sixth level of soul power, he can use the Sword of Spirit Destruction. If he can pass through the nine levels and develop his brain domain, he will emit the Ten Thousand Destruction Sword Aura of the Nine Nine Guiyuan, which is more than ten times stronger than the Sword of Spirit Destruction.

The condensed sword energy was snow-white, just like snow falling in the sky, and a chill filled the surroundings. Even the iron flag and wild wolf who were still fighting under the platform felt the temperature drop in vain. It was the first time that the wild wolf members saw the power of the chief instructor, which was so powerful that it was almost unbelievable.

Especially Wang Xiaohu, he simply didn't believe that his eyes were so powerful, or that this was not his bottom line. Now he knew that even if he trained himself endlessly throughout his life, he could not surpass this absolute king.

Longzhi dared to take the sword energy just now, but he didn't dare to take it. Longzhi's body turned sharply and he felt that the power condensed by this knife had exceeded the limit he could master. He didn't want to be injured, so he could only avoid it. It's been thirty years, and this is the first time he has competed with others, and he needs to dodge.

The sword was fast and fierce. One, two, three, and the knife passed by. The entire huge battle platform was already raged by this sword energy. The holes were connected to one another, and even the ground below the stage was deeply sunk, and several cuts were cracked, as neatly as if they were cut tofu.

Dragon Trail flashed six times in a row, and the sword was so cold that it was so cold that his arms suddenly separated. He shouted: "Break!" A straight punch shone with colorful light, and instantly flashed. The sword energy and fist strength, two two people collided. Two powerful waves of air touched each other in the air, and a sound of "papa". Then the entire battle platform was torn into two companions. With the dust flying, Xu Shaodong and Long Trail retreated five or six steps.

After all, it has not fought with anyone for many years. While Long Zong was breathing, he found that Xu Shaodong rushed over again like lightning, with a powerful smile on his face, and even a heroic laughter came out of his mouth, shouting: "Long Zong, you Qianlong masters are just like this, fight again!"

The increasing fighting spirit has increased, allowing the sixth level of soul power to reach its peak. If you want to break through again, you need stronger power to suppress the explosion. In Xu Shaodong's feeling, Longzhi seemed to have not done his best. No one knew why he was still hiding himself at this time.

As soon as Xu Shaodong said, Long Zhi's body was stunned, and then he didn't see any movement. His body immediately became in a very quiet indifference. After the extremely quiet moment, it moved again. This kind of change from movement to stillness and from stillness showed a fatal power.

He finally broke out.

The dragon track jumped, and the shape of the teeth and claws suddenly appeared. Xu Shaodong did not dare to neglect. His spiritual power spread throughout his body. With his hands stretched out, the sharp and illusory palm force became a hard shield. Although he had practiced military fist, the soul power was empty and vague, and he had never used a fixed move.

Or moves are the weakness of the strong men in this era. Even masters like Dragon Trail cannot get rid of the influence of moves. Each move can be tangible and traceable.

Both of them flew up, and two more powerful forces collided again. After the loud crackling, the battle platform torn in half was even shattered into slag. The blade cuts on the ground had turned into trenches under the rampage of this force, which had become trenches, reaching three meters deep.

The two men suddenly passed through the remaining wood, and took six steps back. As the dust flew, the dragon track had already flew away. No one knew that at this moment, the dragon track had actually left. The victory and defeat were not decided. The soul power in Xu Shaodong's body was about to move, but the opponent had already left.
Chapter completed!