Fu Youshan's sharp sword in his palm passed through the sky, as if a rainbow flew from the sky, ethereal, stunning but infinite murderous intent.

A silver light flashed.

A sneer came out.

Wang Gaowu's abdomen suddenly cracked, his hard muscles were cut open by a sword, revealing scars more than one foot long, and red blood dripped down.

Fu Youshan succeeded with a sword and stepped forward in a row. Her seemingly delicate body was as sharp as a long sword outside the body. At this moment, she was a sharp sword, a sharp sword that could pierce through everything.

Sharp sword lights completely enveloped Wang Gaowu.

Fu Youshan showed her sharpness. Under the attack, Wang Gaowu retreated repeatedly and was stabbed one after another.

"Wang Gaowu has no chance." Daqian Hou looked at the two people fighting on the ring and shook his head gently and said, "Their simple cultivation should be between the two, but this disciple of Qingtian Sect is far superior to Wang Gaowu in terms of martial arts realm and martial arts."

Zheng Shiyi nodded slightly. When the two sides fought, they were not only comparing their cultivation level, but also their own realm, and their understanding of martial arts were equally important.

Compared to Zhou Wuji, his biggest weakness is his martial spirit, his own realm!

All along, among my fellow practitioners, my own realm, and my martial intentions are stronger than others. Over time, I have even regarded this as my advantage.

But compared to Zhou Wuji, his advantage is only a disadvantage.

Zhou Wuji was one of the people who once stood at the top of the world. Not to mention Zhou Wuji, he was the king of immobility at the time.

If it weren't for his realm, his Tao would be greatly affected and damaged when he killed himself, otherwise he might have been himself who was defeated at that time.

In that battle, I was too lucky to win.

Zheng Shiyi sighed in his heart that Wang Gaowu had been slapped off the ring by Fu Youshan.

"Fu Youshan won." The referee shouted and paused slightly. After both Wang Gaowu and Fu Youshan walked off the ring, he continued to shout: "In the next game, Tiandi, Tiandi, and He Xiong of the Jade Sect will appear."

"Tiandi!"

"That woman from the Heavenly Clan!"

On the high platform, everyone sat upright, looking at the direction of the arena with serious eyes.

As the referee's voice fell, a handsome man in Jasper Cult costume and looked first on the ring and looked nervously at the other end of the ring.

Slowly, Tiandi's beautiful figure appeared on the ring, but she didn't even look at He Xiong opposite her, but turned her head to look at Zheng Shiyi on the high platform, frowned slightly, and said to herself with a very annoyance: "I still can't meet him, when will I meet him and have a baby?"

He Xiong looked at Tiandi who didn't care about him at all, and an angry look appeared in his eyes. He admitted that Tiandi on the opposite side was extremely strong, so he could not even see the possibility of winning.

However, the other party looked down on others and ignored him so much.

She is indeed very strong, and may even have the strength to fight against the Ten Heavenly Kings, but can she be kneaded by others at will?

The spiritual energy in He Xiong's body surged rapidly, and a fiery red light surged out of his body, and he couldn't breathe around his body, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The secret method of blood burning!

He Xiong's face suddenly became ferocious, and the red light around him burned wildly like flames. His entire aura changed drastically, and a most primitive wild aura surged out of his body.

die!

He Xiong kicked his legs hard on the ground, his body suddenly rose and rushed out, and quickly passed through the ground. Stone slabs on the ring were ignited instantly and burned wildly.

During his breathing, he rushed to Tiandi and slapped his hands. On his palms, the fiery red light surged, and his palms slapped, as if the scorching sun in the sky fell.

The air around was ignited instantly, making a hissing sound when the flames burned. The hot breath made layers of sweat appear on everyone under the ring.

With one blow, it was extremely violent, as if it could shatter the mountains and evaporate the rivers and seas. This space seemed to be torn apart in an instant.

"What a strong blow!"

"He Xiong actually has this kind of strength!"

Below the ring, everyone felt the horror of He Xiong's attack, and they all looked shocked. He Xiong in his impression did not have such strength.

Tiandi was still looking in the direction of Zheng Shiyi, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and a golden horn emerged from her forehead. In an instant, the vast and endless majesty spread.

She raised her white and tender palms and stretched out a slender index finger, and pointed it out gently in the direction of her side as if it was very casual.

Above the fingers, a golden light suddenly burst out and flew out.

The golden light was shining, like an ancient immortal. The thunder of punishment that blasphemed the immortal in his anger seemed to be falling from outside the nine heavens. The air in the entire venue seemed to freeze at this moment.

Tiandi, who was still standing on the ring, gave people a feeling that she was the sky, looking down at everything above everyone's heads.

The golden light flew past, as if the thunder blade that penetrated Cangxiong was passing by, and the flames that were like the scorching sun were suddenly penetrated and retreated to both sides.

He Xiong only felt a golden light flashing in front of his eyes. The next moment, a piercing pain came from his chest. The golden light penetrated his body, and a sharp breath rushed wildly in his body.

In the body, the internal organs seemed to be instantly exploded.

He Xiong's body flew backwards like a kite with broken strings, flew straight out of the ring, and fell heavily on the ground.

Below the arena, everyone looked at Tiandi who slowly retracted her fingers and took a breath. He Xiong was either an unknown man, but he was a famous genius in the Jade Sect.

According to the handicaps opened by major casinos, He Xiong has the strength to enter the top 100 and even strives to the top 64.

But just now, He Xiong used the secret technique and attacked again.

Tiandi didn't even look at He Xiong from beginning to end.

Tiandi, how strong she is!

"People of the Heavenly Clan..." Zhou Wuji looked at Tian Di on the ring from afar, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "It seems that he is the awakened Heavenly Clan?"

On the high platform, Zheng Shiyi looked at Tiandi with a strange expression. He even felt a vague feeling that Tiandi seemed to be stronger than the other nine Ten Heavenly Kings behind him!

As he thought, under the arena, the referee's voice came again: "Tiandi of the Heavenly Clan won. In the next game, the Magic Cult's Fantasy World, silently walk on stage."

"Fantasy and Moxing! Oh no!" Peng Junyue slapped his head suddenly, why did he ignore the battle between Fantasy and Moxing!

During this period, Lao Shiyi first fought with the King of Moving, and everyone's energy was blocked by Lao Shiyi. As for him, he was also confused because his treasure was stolen by the group of aquatic products.

Then, the leader of the Demon Sect appeared, and he actually ignored the battle between Huanshi and Moxing!

"Senior Brother Huanshi and Moxing!"

Zheng Shiyi trembled all over and stood up suddenly. How could it be the senior brother and Moxing? Why did they... why did they take the stage so early!

Damn it!

It's so damn! I've been paying attention to their battle route, but because of the fact that there have been too many things happening in the past, because of Zhou Xiang and the leader of the Demon Sect, I ignored the battle route between Senior Brother Huanshi and Moxing at this moment!

I had already discussed with the fat man that I could control Senior Brother Huanshi before the two of them fought, either drugged it or simply find the old man in the inner demon.

But now, they are about to step onto the ring!

You can't let the two fight!

Zheng Shiyi moved his body and was about to rush down the platform to stop the two of them, but before he could move, the voice of King Lu from the side came over.

"Sit down and watch." The simple three words are calm, but the calmness is full of majesty.

Zheng Shiyi's heart tightened. King Lu seemed to see through his intentions. The venue was filled with shadow guards in the imperial city.

I have to break through the shadow guards first, and at this time, they have already entered the arena.

I can't stop it myself!

At both ends of the ring, Huanshi and Moxing had already walked to the steps on both sides, step by step, slowly towards the ring.

Around the ring, the onlookers heard the referee's voice and exclaimed one by one.

"The Fantasy World and the Silent Walk!"

"They...they are good friends together, but now they are going to meet!"

"Friends, who have you heard that they are friends? Moxing and Huanshi have been together all the time because they are both friends of Zheng Shiyi. In fact, they have a grudge against killing their masters. Huanshi has killed several of Moxing's masters, and Moxing even said in person that they want to kill Huanshi to take revenge!"

"The revenge of killing the master, this will surely be an abnormal life-and-death battle!"

"Young Master Fantasy World and Mo Xing, these two are the strongest people under the Ten Heavenly Kings!"

"Dragon and tiger fight, this is the real dragon and tiger fight!"

In the venue, everyone was excited, and some even sneered secretly. Huan Shi and Mo Xing were both good brothers of Zheng Shiyi. If the two fight, they would be injured. If only one person dies, I wonder what Zheng Shiyi will do.

"These two are the strongest people under the Ten Heavenly Kings. I wonder who will win."

"It should be Mo Xing... Mo Xing's methods are varied, especially his martial treasure. No one knows how good his martial treasure is, which can be changed at will. The martial treasure in the Fantasy World is just a sharp sword, and Mo Xing can restrain himself."

"Although Moxing can target the sword technique of the young master of the Fantasy World, what about the young master of the Fantasy World? How can Moxing block the young master of the Fantasy World? The winner must be the young master of the Fantasy World."

"Indeed, Young Master Huanshi can kill Master Moxing. No matter how talented Moxing is, how much better he is than his master? Young Master Huanshi's master is the inner demon old man of one of the ten old men.

The old man in the inner demon will definitely have a way to save his life to the young master of the Fantasy World."

"In the previous battle, we can see that Mo Xing is stronger."
Chapter completed!