They fixed their eyes and said, "Shhh They all took a sharp breath. I saw that a large piece of flesh and blood had been scorched on Li Feng's chest, those black blood and burnt clothes were glued together, and there was an obvious depression in the chest, and the corners of Li Feng's mouth were still unnaturally overflowing with blood, this tragic scene made a few of them involuntarily look at the initiator of all this, the young man who was standing quietly in the scene, but brought a strong oppressive force to the bottom of their hearts, as if this was a wild beast, and quickly turned his head to pick up the unconscious Li Feng and ran down.

Li Xuan also slowly turned around and exited the square, and walked towards his position, halfway through, naturally those thunderous whirring, shouting, put the Xuanzhong ruler back into the storage ring, and then carried some black robes, slowly sat down, feeling the many fiery eyes beside him, Li Xuan shook his head helplessly, originally he didn't want to be so high-profile, but he didn't want to continue to play with them, because Li Xuan still has to continue to study his own flame, I believe that this will be a useful thing soon.

Hua Qingyu next to him was about to go up and chat with Li Xuan, but when he saw him, he fiddled with the flame in his hand, pursed his lips, and obediently didn't bother Li Xuan, and went to watch the game alone.

It's a pity that although the next game is not bad, the audience has been shocked by Li Xuan's second kill just now, and it has also raised their horizons, although there are still many people cheering and shouting, but it is obviously not as passionate as before, until Li Wutong appeared again, and he directly killed the opponent of the sixth level of the Great War Division in seconds.

The audience began to overflow with passion again, and the audience cheered and shouted selflessly! The non-stop battle was still starting, and the contestants quickly became five people, they were Li Wutong of Baihumen, Li Qiushui, all of whom were the ninth level of the Great War Division, the purple clothes of the Ziqing Gate, the ninth level of the Great War Division, the seventh level of the Zhou Xing Great War Division, and Li Xuan of the Agni Sect, the first level of the Great War Division.

But there are three people to decide today, that is, there are still two games to play, Li Xuan has already played once just now, and he still killed the opponent in seconds, so the remaining four of them have to fight one game to decide who tomorrow's game personnel are.

At this time, the middle-aged man in the referee's seat stood up again, and said loudly: "In the next game, Li Wutong of Baihumen, against Zhou Xing of Ziqingmen!" As soon as the referee's voice fell, Li Wutong couldn't wait to flash into the square, and his opponent Zhou Xing was also wearing a white robe and Li Wutong looked at each other and stood up, neither of the two people talked nonsense, the breath on their bodies surged, and a strong true qi spread out, wrapping the whole body,

Li Wutong directly held the seven-foot Qingfeng Sword in his hand, his body was covered with layers of cyan true qi, and his face was not smiling, and he was obviously stimulated by Li Xuan's previous second-kill opponents, and he didn't want to play slowly with these people, and directly waited for the start of the game with all his might!

Zhou Xing's body was wrapped in layers of blue true qi, which was obviously a spiritual root of the water attribute, and with a stroke of his arm, a water curtain like a water cover appeared in front of him, slowly circulating, just like a real water flow, and a sword with a little blue also appeared in his hand, which was obviously not ordinary.

"The game begins!" After a slight pause, the middle-aged referee on the referee's bench stood up and said loudly,

And at this time, Li Wutong, who already wanted to quickly solve the battle, flickered his body, leaving an afterimage on the field, and quickly flashed in front of Zhou Xing, and the seven-foot Qingfeng in his hand stabbed directly at Zhou Xing's water curtain, obviously he also knew that the water curtain in front of Zhou Xing was not weak in defense, and he didn't leave his hand, and stabbed it with all his strength, Zhou Xing's water curtain resisted for a moment, and it was about to shatter, Zhou Xing's face quickly condensed, and he stabbed it with a long sword in his hand, avoiding the situation that destroyed his defense with one move.

Between the two swords, sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of swords was endless, and the two figures in the field flickered continuously, and bursts of energy ripples spread out at the confrontation.

"This Zhou Xing, who is definitely not an ordinary core disciple of the sixth level of the Great War Division, can actually carry so many moves from me!" Looking at Zhou Xing, who was still at ease under his swift and fierce attacks, Li Wutong's face became more and more serious.

Purple-clothed beautiful eyes looked at the game in Taichung, and thought with a little fun: "Li Wutong, you will suffer if you underestimate Senior Brother Zhou Xing, although his cultivation is only the sixth level of the Great War Division, but his foundation is stable, and the basic kung fu is much stronger than ordinary people, plus the yellow-level fourth-grade sword in his hand, the ordinary eighth-level monk of the Great War Division is really not his opponent," Looking at the long sword in Zhou Xing's hand that kept emitting sky blue, he didn't think much about it, and watched the game quietly, obviously, Ziyi didn't pay attention to her next opponent at all, and she must not have a nervous look.

"Hmph! I can beat you without my brother!Wait!" Looking at the cold purple clothes and the calm and abnormal appearance, Li Qiushui thought a little unwillingly, although she also knew that she couldn't win the purple clothes, but she was unwilling, and she couldn't swallow the comparison in her heart, why she was more beautiful than me, why was she better than me, why was she better than me, I just wanted to prove that I was better than her!

"Hehe, how about it? There is a price to pay for underestimating me," looking at Li Wutong on the opposite side with a solemn face, Zhou Xing couldn't help but say excitedly, and the attacks in his hands kept coming out.

Hearing this, Li Wutong didn't answer, his eyes flickered, and a part of the true qi frantically urged the boots under his feet, and the speed became faster, and the boots under his feet exuded not weak true qi fluctuations, making Li Wutong flash in front of Zhou Xing in the blink of an eye under this sudden increase in speed, and before Zhou Xing could raise his sword to resist, he slashed down diagonally,

The sharp tip of Li Wutong's seven-foot Qingfeng came out, and instantly cut through the water curtain that was still slowly circulating outside just now, and the layer of true qi gauze on Zhou Xing's body was only defended for a moment, and Li Wutong cut a not shallow wound on his chest.

The figure hurriedly retreated, and the palm of his hand touched the injured chest slightly, and then quickly ran the true qi to cover the injured place, so that the wound was not bleeding, and slowly repaired, this is another wonderful use of true qi, Zhou Xing looked up at Li Wutong, with a slightly frightened look: "This, what happened to his sudden increase in speed just now? It was so much faster than me, I couldn't even react?" If it weren't for the defense of the water curtain and the true qi sarle, I'm afraid I would have lost, this Li Wutong really deserves to be the first day of the White Tiger Gate,"

"Ts. I didn't get hurt too much," Li Wutong said with some regret, "However, the show has just begun!"

"Huh?" Zhou Xing hurriedly tilted his waist, and Li Wutong's seven-foot Qingfeng pierced from the position he let go, and if it was a little later, it would have pierced his waist. Zhou Xing rolled on the spot again, and left the place just now, glancing at Li Wutong, who could only see the flickering figure of a person, with a sense of shock.

During the rolling, he suddenly felt a chill coming from the front, and hurriedly slammed his feet on the ground, stopping the tumbling body, and in the originally empty place in front of him, a blue figure holding a seven-foot Qingfeng instantly appeared.

The long sword in the hand of the blue figure stabbed at Zhou Xing, and in Zhou Xing's heart, he was so frightened that he couldn't hold it anymore, and hurriedly ran the true qi on his body frantically, forming a two-layer water curtain with all his strength, and at the same time shouting in his mouth, "I admit defeat!"

"Poof. "Poof. After two muffled sounds, the long sword in Li Wutong's hand also pierced the water curtain that Zhou Xing urged with all his might, and the sword was placed on Zhou Xing's neck, which made Zhou Xing feel a chill in his heart, and he also lost the heart to fight Li Wutong again. Li Wutong has become a demon on his way to growth, if he can't break this demon, his life will be like this.

"In this game, the winner is Li Wutong of Baihumen!" After Zhou Xing shouted and conceded defeat, a middle-aged man in the referee's seat hurriedly stood up and shouted,

"Brother Zi, you Zhou Xing of the Purple Green Sect, his martial arts heart seems to be a little broken, you?" Bai Shan turned his head to the Purple Sword Dao on the side.

As a powerhouse at the level of the Battle Sect, Zijian naturally felt the changes in Zhou Xing, but he only turned his head and said slightly: "This matter, he can only carry it himself, carry it over, in the future, he will go further, he can't carry it, then this life is like this, we can't help him, he has to get through it himself." ”

After Zijian finished speaking slowly, he moved his gaze to the lost Zhou Xing, and shook his head slightly,

After the referee's words fell, Li Wutong didn't talk nonsense, and directly flashed onto the audience seat in the square and returned to his seat, but Zhou Xing still looked at Li Wutong in the distance with frightened eyes, and then withdrew from the square with trembling steps.

After a while, a middle-aged man in the referee's seat continued to say aloud: "Contestants in the next game: Li Qiushui of Baihumen!

As soon as the referee's words fell, the audience in the audience burst out with great enthusiasm, because the two people who were going to play were not only talented, but also had a strong background behind them, and they were the dream lovers in the hearts of the men present.