"Puff..." Wu Zichao spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his body flashed.

"Bang..." The blood-printed warrior punched Wu Zichao in the position where he just dodged, shaking the star source barrier.

Wu Zichao moved his body and appeared behind the Blood-Striped Warrior, with a blue fist shadow covering the Blood-Striped Warrior's vest.

But how could the Blood-Striped Warrior be hit by Wu Zichao so easily? Wu Zichao instantly discovered that what he hit was nothing but a phantom.

For a moment, two figures, one green and one red, were like two lightning bolts, crossing the star source barrier, causing a rush in the star source barrier.

Wu Zichao's ability is naturally more than that. The Wu family's talented skills are originally space superpowers. When used in boxing, their power will double.

But he was touched by the previous battle between Cheng Chuan and Perry, and he fought a fight with the blood-patterned warrior from the flesh.

He didn't use space powers, and the blood-printed warrior seemed to be thinking of not using powers.

But in this way, Wu Zichao was in trouble. Without talented space abilities, he looked no match for the Blood Pattern Warrior.

Wu Zichao's physical strength is far inferior to that of a blood-patterned warrior. If his physical body is as powerful as a blood-patterned warrior, this battle will probably be different.

"It seems that Wu Zichao is going to lose." Cheng Chuan, outside the Xingyuan barrier, whispered to Cheng Changsheng and blew a Dongfeng.

"Touch, keep watching. Wu Zichao has his own unique skills, Wu Wan..." Cheng Changsheng disagreed and threw out Wu Wan.

"Hahaha, it's so messy, it's so messy..." Wu Xiaoxiao shouted excitedly.

Cheng Changsheng had a black face in an instant, but unexpectedly he fell into the hands of a little girl. Cheng Chuan and Wu Qianke were laughing.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xiaoxiao seemed soft and weak, and played the thunderous thunder in the future, and her card power was very strong.

Since Wu Zichao did not intend to use space powers, the battle in the star source barrier lost its suspense.

"I admit defeat..." With Wu Zichao's words, the Blood-Striped Warrior won the first battle.

"Hey, Uncle Second actually gave in?" Wu Xiaoxiao, who was watching the game from a distance, said in surprise.

"Well, your second uncle seems to have matured his mentality." Wu Qianke nodded.

Cheng Changsheng narrowed his eyes. Wu Zichao had greater potential in the future.

"Captain Cheng, aren't you going to go up and fight? The opportunity is rare." Cheng Chuan was fun.

"I'm just thinking." Cheng Changsheng had already itchy, and he clicked a little, and his body moved, and he had already reached outside the star source barrier and met Wu Zichao.

"Hahaha, Cheng Changsheng, you should come and experience it. This blood-patterned warrior is good." Wu Zichao laughed three times and patted Cheng Changsheng on the shoulder.

The next moment, he had already appeared on Cheng Chuan and sat down in the position where Cheng Changsheng had just taken place.

"President Cheng, I'll ask for a cup of tea, play a few times." Wu Zichao rubbed his hands excitedly. It's been a long time since he played mahjong, and he was so itchy.

"Haha, welcome." Cheng Chuan was quite welcome to Wu Zichao, after all, Wu Zichao had helped Luo Xue with help.

At this time, the blood-printed warrior in the Star Source barrier had already pounced on Cheng Changsheng.

Cheng Changsheng was not polite, and he directly unsheathed his sword, and an unparalleled sword light tangently towards the blood-patterned warrior's right arm.

Unexpectedly, the blood-printed warrior did not avoid it and punched the sword light.

"Bang..." Cheng Changsheng's sword light was actually smashed by the blood-patterned warrior and fell on the star source barrier.

It was not until this moment that Cheng Changsheng knew why Wu Zichao had to admit defeat. This blood-patterned warrior not only had his physical strength and speed several times stronger than him, but the boxing gloves on his hand were also an amazing treasure.

His invincible sword light could not cut a single slight cut on the fist gloves, which shows his tough defense.

The Blood-Striped Warrior succeeded with a blow, a sneer floated on the corner of his mouth, and his fists turned into a blood-colored storm, rolling towards Cheng Changsheng.

The exquisiteness of the sword technique that does not process the immortality is much richer than that of Wu Zichao.

Thousands of sword lights waved with his arms, hitting the bloody storm like a meteor shower.

"Bang bang bang..." The sound of collisions in the star source barrier was everywhere, and the energy was stimulating, extremely violent.

"Hmph, the sword sways wilderness..." When he was about to rise, Cheng Changsheng shouted angrily, and the sword in his hand suddenly burst out with golden light.

Then Cheng Changsheng raised his sword high, and a golden giant sword phantom about a hundred miles high appeared behind him.

As he slashed forward, it seemed that the entire space in the star source barrier would be split in half.

"Well come, the God-Slaying Fist..." The blood-printed warrior roared to the sky, and a giant figure about a hundred miles high appeared behind him, punching the golden giant sword.

In an instant, the scarlet fist shadow and the golden sword light collided fiercely, hitting a terrifying energy storm, instantly knocking the two of them away.

"puff……"

"puff……"

The blood-patterned warrior and Cheng Changsheng, who suffered severe injuries, sprayed a squirt of blood mist, and fell to the ground with no movement for a while.

"Ahhhh, it's great, come again..." After a while, the two of them got up at the same time and rushed towards each other again.

"Bang bang bang..."

"puff……"

"puff……"

The two flew backwards again and collided on the star source barrier.

“Come again…”

“Another, come again…”

Half an hour later, as the two of them flew backwards for the last time, they fell into a coma and lay on the ground with less intake and more exhaustion, which was a loss.

Cheng Chuan thought and his body suddenly appeared in the Star Source barrier. He picked up the blood-printed warrior and Cheng Changsheng with one hand.

After throwing the blood-printed warrior in his hand towards Taita, Cheng Chuan took Cheng Changsheng back to the mahjong platform and threw it in his place.

He took out a handful of the best fetal Yuan Dan and stuffed it into Cheng Changsheng's mouth. He pointed it on his spiritual acupoint. Cheng Changsheng instantly woke up, and his injuries had healed seven or eight minutes.

"Okay, you guys continue playing mahjong and see how I deal with them." Cheng Chuan picked up his cup of tea and took a deep sip.

"President Cheng, it's up to you." Wu Zichao was unwilling to accept it. Although he gave up, he actually wanted to win.

"Sect Master Cheng, only your physical strength can fight against them. I've thanked me." Cheng Changsheng clasped his fists and bowed to Cheng Chuan.

"Brother Chuan, come back and play with me." Wu Xiaoxiao pulled the corner of Cheng Chuan's clothes.

"I'm looking forward to Mr. Cheng's performance." Wu Qianke slapped Cheng Chuan's flattery without a trace.

Cheng Chuan nodded and smiled slightly. The next moment he had already arrived in the Star Source barrier.

First, he communicated with the will of the Earth Star Source and strengthened the star source barrier. Then Cheng Chuan turned dark blue and looked at the millions of elites of Su Erxing.

"You nine, let's go together..." Cheng Chuan pointed his hand at Taita and others, his tone was extremely arrogant. This time, he planned to challenge his limits.

"Rareless, you native, seem to be looking for death." Taita ran away instantly. Didn't Cheng Chuan have eyes?
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