But Yinglong did it.
This made everyone feel extremely absurd, as if it was a fairy tale that was unbelievable.
Elder Ying of the Yinglong Clan sat there in regret, pulling out clumps of hair: "What have I done, oh my god, what have I done..."
"I feel so sorry for the Yinglong Clan..."
He could already imagine that his reputation would inevitably be disgraced throughout the entire Endless Immortal Sea with the rise of Cheng Yun.
Yan Que, the leader of the Suanni tribe, had just let go of his worry, but it became heavy again.
"Am I dreaming? How on earth could he, a Yinglong, do that?"
At this time, all the other contestants came out.
When Liuli saw this scene, her expression changed drastically: "No wonder he gave me those opportunities. So that's how it is. He's such a pervert!"
Duan Junhong smiled bitterly and said, "This guy is not serious at all."
He knew that it might be difficult for him to have another chance to surpass Cheng Yun in this lifetime.
And on the thousand-foot-high arena.
Yan Moqi's face changed drastically. He put away the magic sword and made hand seals.
"The Five Sons of Suanni Technique!"
At this moment, he no longer held back, and pushed all his cultivation and bloodline power to the limit. The precious Suanni Furnace hanging above his head hummed like a divine sun, bursting out with thousands of flames and flying out at a high speed.
The terrifying high temperature almost made the arena smoke, and large cracks appeared, and then it broke into pieces.
At the same time, Cheng Yun held the sword that could kill evil.
"The great infinite sword path, the brilliant sky path shines across the vast land!"
Infinite light bloomed around Cheng Yun, and he turned into the sun. He had no choice but to face the inevitable Suanni furnace.
An extreme confrontation.
The power of the Dharma Ending Age is exerted!
The fire on the Suanni stove suddenly dimmed.
Cheng Yun also relied on the power of the Ancestral Dragon to withstand the attack of the Suanni Furnace, and raised the Evil-Slaying Sword to pick it up and send it flying.
The next moment, Cheng Yun kicked the ground with his feet, and his figure flashed like a lightning bolt, like a dragon descending from the earth, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of Yan Moqi.
Although Yan Moqi tried his best to activate his defensive ability, he was like paper and shattered in an instant under this sword.
The tip of the sword stopped in front of the opponent's eyebrows.
Yan Moqi quickly clasped his fists and said, "I lost, and I accept it wholeheartedly!"
"The complete Zulong Sutra is yours."
After saying that, he turned around and jumped off the ring.
The figure looks lonely and sad.
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