She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

Before the seven dragon-burial needles came out, the entire Pingding Mountain was filled with wind and clouds, and thunder was rolling in the air!

However, the moment the seven Dragon Burying Needles came out of his hand, everything on the mountain suddenly fell silent!

The originally turbulent dark clouds stopped instantly at this moment, as did the howling wind!

After noticing this issue, Sikong Sheng couldn't help but frown, because a strong sense of crisis surged out of his heart uncontrollably.

In Sikong Sheng's eyes, the most terrifying thing was that time seemed to slow down.

In his eyes at this moment, everything became very slow, whether it was the howling wind, the rolling dark clouds in the air, or the sword light he had just released, everything became very slow.

Only the seven Dragon Burying Needles that Chen Pingan had just shot out of his hand still maintained their original speed and came towards him through the air!

wrong!

It’s not that everything around you has slowed down!

But Chen Pingan released these seven golden needles too fast!

After realizing this, Sikong Sheng's pupils instantly dilated.

At this moment, he realized how terrifying Chen Ping'an's last move was!

However, at this moment, it was too late for him to make any reaction, because the speed of the Dragon Burying Needle was beyond his imagination, and he could not dodge it!

In other words, he can only hope that his sword light can withstand these seven golden needles!

At this moment, Chen Ping'an's Seven Dragon Burial Needles had collided with the sword light released by Sikong Sheng.

However, the scene when the two collided was beyond everyone's imagination.

In the sight of everyone, the seven golden needles penetrated the sword light the moment they came into contact with it.

The two almost did not affect each other at all. The sword light was still heading towards Chen Ping'an, and the Dragon Burying Needle was still heading straight for Sikong Sheng's vital point!

Seeing this scene, both the Alliance Alliance and Changkong Qing had expressions of shock and worry on their faces.

Just because these people can see that after this move, both people in the ring will suffer losses!

As for who will survive, no one can give an exact answer!

"Damn it! I didn't expect Chen Pingan to have such a powerful trump card!" Fan Yan cursed angrily.

Obviously, no one, including him, expected that Chen Ping'an's last move would be so powerful!

boom! ! !

Whoosh! ! !

At the same time, there was a loud bang and a very subtle penetrating sound in the ring!

The loud noise was naturally caused by the sword light released by Sikong Sheng, and the subtle penetrating sound came from the Dragon Burying Needle.

After hearing these two voices, everyone once again focused their attention on Chen Pingan and Sikong Sheng.

But at this time, a huge explosion occurred on the arena due to Sikong Sheng's sword light, sending up waves of flying sand and rocks, blocking everyone's sight.

Seeing this scene, everyone present frowned.

"What happened?"

"Who wins!"

"Can this dust disperse faster?!"

For a time, there was a lot of discussion, and everyone was extremely anxiously waiting for the results.

At this moment, Holy Monk Wuchan waved his long sleeves, and a strong wind instantly dispersed the dust on the ring, revealing the figures of the two people.

One of them was standing, looking embarrassed, but looking fine.

The other was kneeling on one knee, disheveled, covered in blood, and covered with deep wounds visible to the bone. His breath was weak, giving people the feeling that he would die at any time.

Seeing the figure standing among them, everyone in the Jiangnan Alliance suddenly felt relieved.

Because that standing figure is Sikong Sheng.

In contrast, the expressions of Hua Yingwu, Changkong Qing, Song Yang, Qiu Guang, Ruan Ming, Jiang Mi, the little monk and others were solemn.

Because the man covered in blood and with shocking wounds, who could die at any time, was Chen Pingan.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

"Hua Yingwu, no matter how strong you are, why don't you have to be imprisoned by Chen Ping'an and cannot show up in this life?!"

"Hua Yingwu, just watch as we continue to control Jiangnan!"

"You probably never thought that after putting in so much effort and calculation, you would end up making wedding clothes for us, right?"

"Leader Hua, I wonder how you feel now?!"

At this moment, everyone in the Jiangnan Alliance believed that Sikong Sheng had won this competition, so they laughed unbridled, and even took the initiative to ridicule Hua Yingwu and Sikong Xiong because of their previous bet.

"Don't worry, the referee hasn't announced the end of the game yet, let alone the winner."

Hua Yingwu seemed unusually calm in response to these people's provocations and sarcasm.

Because he was surprised to find that Chen Pingan, who was dying in the ring at this moment, actually had a smile on his lips.