Center of the arena.

At this time, Feng Xingtong was miserable.

He had overdrawn his true Qi just now, not only bleeding from his seven orifices, but also the meridians in his body were greatly damaged.

Now Feng Xingtong could only lie on the ground with no strength, and it was very difficult to even speak.

At this moment, Wang Bing suddenly rushed to Feng Xingtong's side with a furious face.

Bang!

With a heavy kick, Wang Bing kicked Feng Xingtong hard in the stomach, causing Feng Xingtong to spit out a large mouthful of blood in pain.

"Damn it! You little brat actually made me miss such a good supplement!"

Bang bang bang——

Wang Bing kept kicking Feng Xingtong's body and cursed constantly.

After kicking Feng Xingtong to the point of dying, Wang Bing breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of something.

The evil smile appeared completely on his face again.

Then Wang Bing stretched out his hand, and black mist lingered on his palm.

"By the way, that thing you invited last seems a bit interesting."

Wang Bing laughed ferociously and suddenly shouted: "Just use that to compensate me! Come out to me!"

The next moment, black smoke was restrained from Feng Xingtong's body, which made Feng Xingtong couldn't help but scream.

After taking a breath, the soul body of an old man was caught in Wang Bing's hands.

"Eh? He's an old man?"

Wang Bing's tone was a bit disgusting: "But forget it, I'll try to get what I can get by swallowing this old man..."

As he said that, Wang Bing opened his mouth and started to bite the spirit body in one bite.

Just at this moment.

Kewen's figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Bing.

While Wang Bing was stunned, Ke Wen raised his hand expressionlessly and grabbed Wang Bing's throat. He tightened his fingers slightly, causing Wang Bing's face to turn red instantly.

Exclamations rang out from the stands.

The referee disciple immediately came to his senses and shouted loudly: "Let go of Wang Bin! Outsiders are not allowed to interfere in the game!"

But Ke Wen ignored it.

He pinched Wang Bing's neck and whispered in a very deep tone: "Let go of the soul in your hands."

Wang Bing's face was ferocious, and he was not afraid of Ke Wen's threat at all.

He stared at his bloodshot eyes, and struggled to utter a few words: "You, give, me, let go... you, he..."

Gala...

Ke Wen continued to exert slight pressure with his fingers, causing Wang Bing's neck bones to crack slightly.

He looked directly into the other person's eyes very indifferently, and said again without emotion: "For the second time, let go of the soul in your hands."

Whoosh!

Although the referee disciple could not see Wang Bing's methods and arrogance, in order to maintain the rules of the game, he had to quickly jump into the field and rush towards Ke Wen.

Ke Wen didn't even look at the opponent. He slowly raised his other hand and gave the referee a gentle push from the air.

The next moment, Ke Wen's palm disappeared into the air very suddenly.

When it reappeared, it was instantly attached to the referee's disciple's chest.

Buzz!

With a slight sound, the referee disciple seemed to automatically bump his chest into Ke Wen's palm.

A soul body suddenly emerged from the back of the referee disciple.

The whole place was in uproar for the second time.

Feng Shayan's eyes widened even more, she covered her mouth and exclaimed: "That's mine..."

Kewen didn't pay attention to the reaction of the audience.

He used the space utilization technique he secretly learned from Feng Shayan to temporarily restrain the referee disciple, and then issued a third warning to Wang Bing.

His tone became even more indifferent, and Ke Wen's eyes became like a pool of stagnant water.

He spoke without any ups and downs in his voice: "The third time... let go of the soul in your hands..."

However, Wang Bing was still extremely unruly.

As if he didn't believe that Ke Wen dared to really hurt him, Wang Bing's eyes became extremely fierce, and the corners of his mouth, which were already covered with saliva, grinned ferociously again.

Seeing this, Ke Wen was not ready to continue talking.

At this moment, the true energy in his body was as silent as a pool of stagnant water.

"not good!"

"broken!"

"Stop!!!"

Master Tian, ​​Lu Jin, and Feng Zhenghao, the three of them exclaimed at the same time, and there were signs of departure.

However, someone is one step ahead of them.

A broad figure suddenly landed in the field, and directly stretched out his palm to push Ke Wen's head out, which was condensed with strong true energy.

But Kewen remained unmoved, but the silent magic power in his body suddenly began to flow again.

Buzz——

A 'ten-fold gravity ring' like a 'sound tunnel' suddenly fell from the sky and enveloped the figure.

Bang!

The figure briefly let out a startled "Uh", turned and fell from mid-air, and made a muffled sound after touching the ground.

"Baby——"

Wang Ai was unable to move under the pressure of gravity. He hunched over and tried his best to use his true energy to fight against the gravity on his body. He struggled to raise his head and growled through gritted teeth: "Let go of Wang Bing! How dare you attack me?"

The Wang family takes action!!!"

Kewen finally took action.

He turned slowly and looked at Wang Ai with an extremely indifferent expression.

He stared at Wang Ai's pair of triangular eyes with a fierce glint, and said in a gloomy tone: "Old man, don't you know that Senior Wang Zizhong is my savior?"

"So what!!!"

Wang Ai roared loudly, and under the pressure of gravity, he straightened his body even more.

While raising his hand with difficulty to attack Ke Wen, Wang Ai roared: "Who are you! How can you compare with our Wang family members!!!"

Kewen didn't want to talk to him at all.

He turned his head again and looked at Wang Bing, whose face was still full of ferocious hatred.

Rumble——

The bright, cloudless sky quickly darkened.

White clouds gathered out of thin air and were quickly dyed black.

Thunder snakes leaped among the dark clouds, sometimes emerging from the clouds, illuminating the heaven and earth for a moment.

In the middle of the thunder, an inaudible "ga la la" sound sounded.

As Ke Wen tightened his fingers, Wang Bing's neck bones began to crack and were about to shatter.

"stop!"

A loud shout echoed throughout the arena.

The figure of the old master seemed to turn into a stream of light and appeared next to Ke Wen in an instant.

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The skinny palm reached out and grasped the veins of Ke Wen's wrist with force, and then the deep voice of the Heavenly Master reached Ke Wen's ears.

"That's enough! Stop the nonsense!"

After saying that, the old master stretched out his other hand, snatched Wang Zizhong's soul from Wang Bing's hand in an instant, and threw it back into Feng Xingtong's body.

A series of actions only occur in a short period of time.

Ke Wen turned his head and stared at Master Tian.

He looked at the pleading expression in the other person's eyes. After a while, Ke Wen gradually restrained his murderous intent.
To be continued...