Continent had already converged here. 。The Seven Fingered Giant's hand was no longer as effortless as before. With a sudden fist, it clashed against the Nine Colored Dragon Spear. 。A piercing shriek...Compared to this last game, all the previous matches were just appetizers. 。And who could win this final match, undoubtedly would have the advantage in enrollment. 。Five minutes passed quickly. 。A gentle east wind from ancient times slowly walked out, followed by six others who filed out after him. 。Following closely behind the immortal Eastern Wind was none other than the Purgatory Douluo Qian Gu Qingfeng, who had just suffered a crushing defeat in the previous battle. 。The Eternal Wind was looking at Tang Wulin's eyes with fury, as if he wanted to spit fire. This was the first time in so many years that Xia Zēng had suffered such a serious injury. How could he not be angry On the other side of the Eternal Eastern Wind, naturally, Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yáo... 。Three Ultimate Douluo Stand Side by Sideilitary just this capricious and willful You take the Federation's pay and enjoy the shared resources of the people, aren't you supposed to show your might in front of the masses" 。Let me see who dare...