Lazily raised his eyebrows, Gale Ting glanced at the people of the Spiegel Sect who were sitting on a high place, and said quietly: "Climb out, climb out of this ring, and let you live ......"

Gale Thunder said as he smiled brightly.

is not only the crushing of Shen Fei, but also the humiliation of the Spiegel Sect.

The provocation of the fierce wind almost made the peak master of the Mingjing Sect crush the tea cup in his hand, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth and sneered at Zuo Lengyang: "Okay, Zuo Peak Lord, okay!" You Fighting Soul Sect is really good! ”

Zuo Lengyang raised his eyes lightly, and said angrily: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

"You!"

"Hehe......"

The peak master of the Spiegel Sect slapped the armrests of the table and chair suddenly, and shouted angrily: "Disgraced guy, why don't you hurry up and get out!" ”

Shen Fei, who was already seriously injured, was shocked by the star soul power of his own peak master, and almost fainted, using all his strength to stabilize his mind and crawl out step by step......

At this time, the people who sat on the stands of the arena and witnessed this torture and murder will probably never forget such a terrible scene.

Gale Thunder, from this moment on, has completely become synonymous with the devil.

If Yan Suiming launched an attack to make Ye Hui admit defeat at the beginning, then Gale Thunder was purely for revenge!

After Shen Fei dragged a long trail of blood, climbed to the edge of the arena with difficulty, and turned over impatiently, everyone recovered from such a terrifying shock.

They stared at the gaze of the fierce wind, and they were so frightened that it seemed that even his handsome skin could not hide the breath of the devil on his body.

Gloomy, furious, wicked......

Against everyone's gaze, Gale Thunder shrugged indifferently and looked at the Witch Horse Sword in the center.

"Your Excellency, the verdict can be pronounced."

Wu Ma Jian smiled coldly and said in a low voice: "Winner, Gale Thunder!" ”

As this voice fell, the top four of the martial arts competition had been released, and the purple-robed woman and Jiang Ziyu had re-entered the fighting platform, preparing for the second draw.

At this time, everyone suddenly remembered that the half-crippled Ye Hui had not heard any news, and they didn't know if he was dead.

They all set their eyes on the tent of the Fighting Soul Sect, because it was honestly sealed, and the outside was guarded by disciples such as Shen Li and Wen Luo, they couldn't see the situation in the tent at all, and they didn't hear any movement......

It's strange that there has been no news for so long, right?

I didn't panic, and I didn't hear that the Fighting Soul Sect came out to look for the elixir......

Does this mean that Ye Hui has lost his breath?

Definitely......

Otherwise, how could His Excellency Zuo, the Fighting Spirit Sect, watch his apprentice die in vain and do nothing?

It must have been as soon as he pulled into the tent, Ye Hui had already died.

The chief judge stared at the tent of the Fighting Soul Sect for a long time, then looked at Zuo Lengyang, who didn't care, and frowned: "It seems that Ye Shaoxia can't come out for a while, don't wait, go directly to the next round of lots, and the last one will be left to Ye Shaoxia of the Fighting Soul Sect." ”

"Yes!"

For this arrangement, the three of them naturally have no opinion.

But coincidentally, the opponent of Gale Thunder in this round turned out to be Ye Hui.

Zuo Lengyang directly said that Ye Hui admitted defeat, and Gale Thunder successfully advanced to the finals.

The other semi-final was between the disciples of the Zixia Sect and Jiang Ziyu.

Jiang Ziyu looked at the weak and slender beauty in front of him, and didn't take the opponent in his eyes at all.