(Thanks to fkjp for the 1000 rewards, and thanks to all brothers and sisters for their support. Today I decided to update the third time. There are two more games, and Lao Ao will work hard to write exciting things and support it more)

...

In the Youth Conference venue, countless people were still immersed in the battle between the Desert Emperor and the Apostle of Satan.

This game is so exciting, with ups and downs.

The Apostle Satan's ultimate move exploded an island with such momentum, which was already exciting. The power of that move, even if some S-level powerful men took action, may not cause such destructive power.

What's even more terrifying is that the Desert Emperor survived easily and beat the demonized Apostle Satan to death with his domineering power.

Some S-level masters on the rostrum were also deeply moved. This was in line with an old saying in China that the Yangtze River pushed the old waves forward. Even if they felt a little frustrated when fighting, they both felt a little frustrated.

Once they grow to S level, what's wrong?

For a moment, everyone began to look forward to the battle between the Son of Fire and Ampe Zongxiu. I don’t know if their performance can match the Desert Emperor and the Apostle of Satan. But no matter how much they look forward to, most of them still think that the battle between Wang Yan and the other two is not as good as the previous one.

In the next final, the excitement may not be comparable to this semi-final.

"Son of Fire, let's fight quickly. This young master must keep some strength against the Desert Emperor." Anpe Zongxiu stood up slowly, his white hunting suit fluttering in the wind, and his graceful appearance was extraordinary. Obviously, he did not take Wang Yan seriously, but was more afraid of the Desert Emperor.

"Haha, this sentence is also what I want to say." Wang Yan stood up casually and greeted the desert emperor who flew back and said, "Old Sha, you scared me. I really doubt whether you are an earthling."

"Do not be careless." The Desert Emperor glared at Wang Yan through the golden mask and said in a voice transmission, "I know you must have hidden a trump card, but don't underestimate Ampe Zongxiu, he has a mysterious aura that makes me palpied."

"I know, you can rest well. Don't be timid in the finals." Wang Yan sent a message confidently, then jumped into the sky like a meteor of flames. After a while, he landed on the competition venue, a green island.

As soon as he landed, a sound of breaking through the air came from behind.

An Pei Zongxiu was wearing a hunting suit and flew over the paper crane. He came in a chic. Although he was a little slower, his expression and movement were calm and light, as if he was a god.

The two confronted each other from a distance.

"The competition begins!" The voice of host Sean came from a drone.

This scene alone made the female audience scream. Wang Yanfeng was handsome, clear and sunny, and was an extremely rare handsome man with sunshine. However, Ampe Zongxiu was as handsome as a painting, and every move was full of elegant and mysterious atmosphere.

"Son of Fire." Ampe Zongxiu shook the fan, with a little sinister between his eyebrows. "It seems that you are not very lucky. If you hit the Desert Emperor, you still have some hope of survival. It seems that it is the blessing of Amaterasu, who gives me the opportunity to settle the general account with you."

"Haha, you are a dead man who is neither yin nor yang. "When Wang Yan was about to be polite to him, he retorted and said, "How much does your Amaterasu don't like you, and let you die and send it to me?"

"You!" Ampe Zongxiu raised her eyebrows and her cheek muscles twitched. The words "dead shemale" were obviously very irritating to him. He suppressed his anger, "Can the Son of Flame only speak swear words in a vulgar way?"

As he said that, he had already picked up a talisman with his fingertips, and a cold voice came out: "All things are impermanent, and there are illusions..."

Unexpectedly, he had only recited half of his spell, and before the barrier was opened, Wang Yan in front of him lost his trace. Suddenly, Wang Yan showed up with a pair of demon wings, and appeared behind An Pei Zongxiu like he was tearing open the space.

The warhammer burned layer by layer of flames and hit Ampe Zongxiu's back directly.

"Wow!"

This scene made the audience scream. Could it be that the battle had just begun and it was over? The attack of the Son of Flame could be comparable to that of the red tank.

Even if Ah Pei Zongxiu is so powerful that she is hit on the back and will be half of her life if she doesn't die.

"Wow!"

In front of everyone, Wang Yan's hammer wrapped in flames and suddenly penetrated Ampe Zongxiu's back. Unexpectedly, the scene of Ampe Zongxiu being smashed away was broken, but his body was broken and turned into nothingness.

"Is this, this, this, an illusion?"

"Ampei Zongxiu is so powerful. She is worthy of being the pride of God. Her illusion is so perfect that she deceived everyone."

On the island.

Hundreds of meters away from Wang Yan, Ampe Zongxiu slowly appeared in a white hunting suit, sneering and mocking, "Son of Fire, you are the ability to attack in a sneak attack."

Wang Yan failed the attack and didn't care. He raised the war hammer and laughed loudly: "Dead shemale, are you joking? Fight with you as a summoner, don't take the opportunity to attack first, and wait for you to summon Shikigami to play?"

Mouth cannon has always been a trick during the battle. Wang Yan doesn't mind using Mouth cannon, which makes Ampe Zongxiu furious and loses his inch, and then takes the opportunity to win a complete victory.

"All actions are impermanent, and the illusion is in a state of transformation." An Pei Zongxiu was angry and scattered a talisman, chanting a spell at a very fast speed, and forming hand seals with both hands. Each talisman burned instantly, and the barrier appeared.

"Ao!"

In the barrier, a monster with black and gold feathers howled and tore open the barrier, and couldn't wait to fly out and float beside Anpe Zongxiu. It was wearing an ancient Japanese armor, with a pair of wings whirling up and down, and from time to time a hurricane like a blade rolled up and down all over its body.

Golden Feathered Big Tengu, this half-step S-level monster showed an unparalleled momentum as soon as it appeared. When she fought with the goddess Shiva last time, half of its wings were burned off, and now it has completely recovered, and its momentum seems to be even better than before.

Unfortunately, half of its wings are black. If every feather on its wings turns into gold, then its strength is S-level, and there is no need to play this game.

The big Tiangou fanned the palm-shaped fan in his hand, and a strong wind roared towards Wang Yan. Wherever he passed, the thick trees were rolled into wood chips. The big Tiangou had extraordinary strength and had already understood the law of the wind. People with slightly worse strength would be swept into meat instantly.

"snort!"

At the same time, An Pei Zongxiu scattered another talisman, and each talisman turned into a wave, and Wang Yan rushed away from all directions.

Faced with the powerful and dense magic attack, Wang Yan cast a golden body of the immovable Ming Wang, and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of glass-colored golden armor. He was majestic and arrogant. He thrust the warhammer and penetrated into the battlefield with a strong look, looking like he was holding a hard fight.

Boom boom boom boom!

On this small island, the sound of the two sides' clashes rumbled like thunder. Under the impact of energy after waves, the vegetation and reefs on the island were destroyed.

Wang Yan's melee battle was extremely brave, even when he faced the red tank. Unfortunately, he had to face two powerful half-step S-level powerhouses.

The big dog was proficient in ventilation spells, able to fight and withstand, and escaped very quickly.

An Pei Zongxiu had extremely strong magic power, proficient in illusions and various talismans, and appeared and moved on the battlefield with a very coquettish position. What is even more amazing is that he grasped every move accurately and attacked him unpreparedly. Sometimes when a shocking tsunami rushed towards Wang Yan, he found that it was just a confusing illusion. Sometimes the spell looked like an illusion, but it was a real energy attack.

Difficult to deal with!

Although Wang Yan was mentally prepared, he did not expect that Ampe Sung-soo would be so difficult. He wanted to learn from Shiva's goddess Indira and try to fight against two. Unfortunately, in just ten minutes, Wang Yan showed signs that he could not hold on.

It can also be seen from this that the Shiva goddess was defeated after tens of minutes of fighting against two, and her strength was already overwhelming.

"boom!"

Wang Yan was hit by a thunder and smashed a big pit on the island. Even if he didn't move, Wang Liuli's golden body could not stop him from spitting blood. He lay on the ground and gasped.

There was a hustle and bustle in the stands. Many people who cared about or liked Wang Yan clenched their fists and secretly encouraged Wang Yan.

"Can't it work?"

"Woooo~ The Son of Fire is so miserable, that Amber Sonxiu is so despicable, and he actually beats one with two against one."

"What do you know? Our Young Master Zong Xiu is the descendant of the Yin-Yang Dao of Japan. If he does not summon Shikigami, would he still learn to use a hammer in a rough way?"

"It's over. The Son of Flame was hit by thunder and could not stand up."

There were talks everywhere.

In a hidden corner of the Youth Conference venue.

"Hmph!" Shiva goddess Indira hugged her hands and curled her lips and said angrily, "Son of Fire is so stupid. She actually used this way of fighting against Ampe Sumsoo. Didn't he have any other tricks?"

Her face was a little pale, and it was obvious that the injuries she caused against Ampe Zongxiu last time had not been completely healed.

Just like Wang Yan is here, he will definitely be shocked. There was a handsome and handsome man standing beside Indira. His face was cold and handsome. Who was it if it was Lei Hong?

Hearing Indira's imprisonment of Wang Yan, Lei Bo glanced at her coldly.

Indira's face turned slightly red, and her voice became weaker: "Okay, okay, I know that the Son of Fire is your brother, I won't bury him, okay? Damn Ampe Zongxiu, when my injury heals, you will definitely let you know what Shiva's wrath is."

Lei Hong's face then calmed down a little. He stretched out his arms and hugged her shoulders. His eyes were extremely firm, as if he was saying, "I, Lei Hong, will avenge you."

Indira struggled a little, then blushed and fell into his arms. Her little fist hit him and said, "You don't allow me to force me anymore. No one in this world can... um~"

Before she finished speaking, her lips were blocked.

If you see this scene, you will definitely be shocked and your eyes will be glared out. What's going on with you two now? Could it be that they are really in love?
Chapter completed!