On the competition platform, the lilac fog had all surrounded the competition platform, and even Xiao Zhentian had retreated, his eyes widened, staring at the situation on the field. Wild Sand Literature Network

The people of the Long-Hand Clan took advantage of their physical advantages to constantly attack the women of the Poison Village, with two long arms attacking and defending, jumping up and down, in Zhang Po's words, it was 'somersault and head fighting', but the women of the Poison Village were not in a hurry to divide the victory and defeat with them, and fought with the people of the Long-Hand Clan.

Whenever the people of the Long-Hand Clan wanted to reach the women of the Poison Village to attack, the latter retreated together as if they had discussed it, and the people of the Long-Hand Clan had no choice but to continue to follow-up, but the time in the poisonous fog was a little long, and there was a tingling sensation on the body.

"Big brother, if we continue like this, we will be consumed in the fog, I think we should withdraw first. A man from the Long-Hand Clan said to the leader.

The leader of the long-handed clan at the head asked rhetorically: "Retreat, where to retreat?" Now the entire arena is covered in the fog of these girls, unless we admit defeat, are the people of our long-handed clan the ones who easily admit defeat?"

"No!" the team members replied, but their tones were obviously a little weak, and it was clear that if they continued to consume like this, they would definitely lose the game.

"No matter, let's start the awakening and take these girls in one move. The leader shouted.

Hearing the captain's order, the members of the Longhand Clan roared violently in unison, and a layer of white light shrouded in their arms, which became more slender at a speed visible to the eye, and at the same time, muscles in the shape of energy bodies began to grow on their bodies.

"Up!" the captain led the charge, rushing towards the women of the poison village, and the speed was staggering.

Just as the people of the Long-Hand Clan were about to approach the women of the poison village, a thick purple mist erupted from the latter's body again, like a small mushroom cloud, enveloping the people of the Long-Hand Clan one after another.

The members of the Longhand Clan, who were wrapped in the thick fog, immediately changed, and after awakening, their arms began to fester, and they began to fester, growing yellow pus, and pus flowed out.

"Not good!" The long-handed clan had a bad heart, but he was helplessly affected by the poisonous mist from above, and his eyes fell to the ground as soon as his eyes turned black.

"Xiao Yifei, they began to fall to the ground one after another. Zhang Po had been paying attention to the battle on the stage and said in shock.

"It's now!" Xiao Yifei roared, then closed his eyes tightly, and sent the qi in his body in the direction of the competition platform. I saw that the green light was woven into a green net, and in a blink of an eye, it was shrouded in the audience.

At the same time, Zhang Po stood up, chanting incantations in his mouth, a golden light gradually condensed in the Sword Saint, and with a violent roar, Zhang Po swung his sword out, and a golden sword qi was emitted from the sword, flying towards the column in the corner of the competition.

After all, the column was made of stone, and the elders on the cylinder were so presumptuous that no one was in a hurry at the 'Martial Arts Conference', so they relaxed their vigilance and did not release the qi in their bodies in advance, and when Zhang Po's sword qi cut off the column, the elders above also fell in response, and the protective cover on the stage suddenly disappeared.

"Xiao Yifei!"

"Here, Pudu sentient beings!" Xiao Yifei gave an order, and the green mang, which had already been ready under the stage, quickly enveloped the competition platform, replacing the protective cover, and at the same time emitted a trace of green fluorescence on the competition platform, as the fluorescence fell on the members of the Long Hand Clan, the festering wound on the latter's body immediately began to heal.

The people of the Long Hand Clan didn't know what was happening, but they felt that when they were about to die, a green light rose from the tournament platform, and then their strength began to recover, and the wounds on them healed rapidly.

What a revival!

"Admit defeat! Get off the stage!" Chang Wei in the audience saw that the people of the Long Hand Clan on the stage had woken up, and immediately shouted at them.

The captain of the Long-Hand Clan had already reacted at this moment, knowing that he could no longer entangle with the people of the drug village on the stage, so he immediately raised his arms and said: "We admit defeat! Please testify to the audience, we have admitted defeat, let us down!"

As everyone of the Long-Hand Clan ran off the stage with a roll, the game was also over, and the first team of the Long-Hand Clan admitted defeat, and the winners were the women of the drug village.

Because Xiao Yifei's hand came too suddenly, the audience didn't figure out what was going on for a while, and they just thought that the team of the Long-Hand Clan used some secret method to quickly get out of Shen and admit defeat in time to save their lives.

But Xiao Zhentian, who was a clear-eyed person, and the four elders on the pillar naturally understood what was happening: someone was making a ghost!

The women of the poison village stood on the stage with shocked faces, their faces were full of puzzled gods, especially the captain of the poison village, the purple-robed woman at the head, it was even more unbelievable, there was actually a technique in this world that could quickly dissolve the purple cloud and poisonous mist of the poison village?

The woman turned her head to Xiao Zhentian: "Lord Xiao, this?"

But Xiao Zhentian bowed his head and didn't say anything, falling into deep thought, if he immediately ordered the arrest of the mastermind behind the ghost in the audience, then his ambition to kill the contestants as much as possible would be exposed, so many pairs of eyes in the audience witnessed the scene just now, if he rashly made trouble, it might not be good.

But if you just let the ghost people in the audience run away, where is the majesty of the Xiao family?

"The head of the family, according to the old man, this matter should be dealt with in private, and the top priority is to announce the results of the game, so as not to be laughed at by the descendants below. "The old man who was shot down from the pillar by Zhang Po already has some eyebrows, but as an elder of the Xiao family, maintaining the order of the Xiao family is naturally a matter of duty, and he doesn't want to see Xiao Zhentian embarrassed.

"Good. Xiao Zhentian nodded, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he said in his heart: "If I want to find out which little rabbit cub is doing this offstage, I must have peeled his skin." Immediately, Xiao Zhentian sorted out his watch and said aloud to the audience who were still waiting for him to announce the results of the game: "In the fourth round of the game, the fourth team of the Changshou clan announced that it would admit defeat, and the winner was the eighteenth team, Poison Village!"

With Xiao Zhentian's announcement of the results, the audience burst into applause. Obviously, the contestants in the audience are not very satisfied with the behavior of Poison Zhuang and Xiao Zhentian, and if they change to the battle system of the previous rounds, the winners and losers may not necessarily fall on anyone's family.

"It seems that Xiao Zhentian doesn't plan to pursue it now for the sake of face, so let's hurry back to the rest area before they find us. Zhang Po took advantage of the chaos to come to Xiao Yifei's side after Xiao Zhentian announced the results of the game and said to the latter.

"Well, but sooner or later, their Xiao family will suspect me, and they have to find a way to get rid of Shen. Xiao Yifei got up as he spoke, preparing to follow Zhang Po back to the rest area.

The trick just now is a move that he has gradually comprehended through the treatment of the injured in so many rounds of competitions, it has the effect of group medicine, and the recovery power is amazing, but the relative cost is that the caster is too much attrition, Xiao Yifei obviously felt that the qi in his body was squandered after using this move.

"You two are excessive. ”

Just when Xiao Yifei was about to withdraw with Zhang Po's support, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Who is it?" Xiao Yifei subconsciously looked back, and was bumping into a pair of crimson pupils, staring coldly at himself and Zhang Po, to Xiao Yifei's surprise, the pupils that should have been like fire were like a glacier in the eyes of this young man at this moment, staring at him so that his back was cold.