Ye Qingfeng said coldly: "You and I have a great chance to meet him. I don't want to be a stepping stone for others. Before the ranking battle, I don't want to let the winning victory terminate."

Fang Hanluo squeezed his chin, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were hot, and he laughed: "I have a hunch. He should be able to completely inspire my potential. As long as he wins him, I have a great chance of this group dragon feast.

Top 10 of the impact. ""

"Thinking a lot."

For this Fang Han Luo, Ye Qingfeng did not look at it, and there was a slight disdain.

A lunatic, always seeking breakthroughs in the war, as long as you are not careful, you will die very miserable. If you want to enter the top ten, you can live to the ranking battle, which is unknown.

As if to confirm his words, in the next game, he only used three tricks to defeat his opponent in Thunder Wanjun's storm.

The strong horizontal claws are once again displayed in front of the world.

Continue.

The melee of other groups is equally exciting.

The rising shows collided in advance, and they can still maintain a rookie of winning streak. The number is getting less and less.

Bai Lixuan, Yue Weiwei, and the mysterious black robe knife guest wished Qingshan. These other groups are still maintaining a rookie, which is becoming more dazzling.

The Xuanhuang Qi in Long Yunyu on his body, the overflowing light, is as eye -catching as Xinghui, extremely conspicuous.

After a few rounds, Lin Yun did not encounter a too strong opponent, and he won the game in surprise.

Unconsciously, he has won fifteen games in a row.

"The sixth round, Lin Yun ..."

The voice of the referee sounded. When the word Lin Yun appeared, the noise of the scene was immediately quiet.

A wonderful scene appeared, and countless people immediately moved their eyes from the other Shenglongtai, and looked at it with a hot look.

Four and seven groups, many people who have not fought with Lin Yun have been ugly, they cried secretly.

Now everyone knows that Lin Yun's strong horizontal is not inferior to the danger of his name.

"In the sixth round, Lin Yun fought against Ye Qingfeng!"

The voice of the referee fell completely, and the atmosphere of the scene immediately became hot. This battle is bound to be wonderful.

Ye Qingfeng is still winning, and it is also the only rookie under Ziyuedong's Tianmen.

"The two are finally right."

"Hey, in the four groups and seven groups, in addition to the dust and silence, there are not many real opponents in Lin Yun, and Ye Qingfeng and Fang Hanluo are."

"I don't know, can Ziyue Dongtian's face be kept?"

Various arguments entered their ears, Ye Qingfeng sneered in his heart, and he looked indifferent to the dragon platform.

Soon, Lin Yun also went up.

Ye Qingfeng glanced at his eyes, his expression was difficult to hide his excitement, and the cold voice laughed: "I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time."

"Soon, you won't look forward to it."

Lin Yun said casually.
Chapter completed!