Chu Yang sneered and looked at Feng Li, it turned out that these monks were not all stunned, and there were also those who were so frightened that they couldn't walk.

Chu Yang pointed the blade at Feng Li's throat, and his aura gradually became stronger.

"Goo Dong~" Feng Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear, and then he took out his weapon and pointed at Chu Yang tremblingly.

"Take me with a sword!" Chu Yang said coldly, and then he stabbed towards Feng Li with a sword.

Chu Yang's speed was too fast for Feng Li to catch it, so he had to wave the long sword in his hand in a panic to block it, and he was even more anxious and sweaty.

"Bang~"

"Wow~" The long sword was directly picked up, and Feng Li was directly frightened and fell to the ground, how could he still have the appearance of a master in the middle stage of foundation building?

Looking at the blade against his throat, Feng Li's hand was holding the Tyrant Yuan Dan in his pocket, should he fight to the death in the Dan, or would he surrender?

After a while, Feng Li had a dejected look on his face, even if he took the Tyrant Yuan Pill, would he be the opponent of the man in front of him? What's more, he was desperate for his life, and he was not willing to take the Tyrant Yuan Pill at all to destroy his foundation!

Thinking of this, Feng Li opened his mouth dryly: "I, I vote...... Ahh

Feng Li's words were overshadowed by a cry of pain, blood continued to appear at the corners of his mouth, Feng Li glanced at the dark green long sword at his throat, and looked up at Chu Yang with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Surrender?" Chu Yang's cold voice came: "The Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Liucang Gate that were destroyed by you, have you ever given them a chance to surrender?"

A look of clarity flashed in Feng Li's tired eyes, and he suddenly remembered that someone had told him before: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, it's not that the time has not yet come!"

"Is this his own retribution?" Feng Li had this thought in his heart, and the child who kept crying and begging for mercy at his feet came to his mind, he didn't want to kill that child at that time, but he had to kill it, because he had to blend in with everyone!

The vitality dissipated, Feng Li slammed on the ground, if there is an afterlife, he does not seek to be a good person, but only to have a clear conscience!

"Cut, waste!" Jiang said disdainfully, and then he looked coldly at the monk next to him, and the next person on the field was this monk!

The monk and Jiang Fu glanced at each other, then he nodded solemnly, and then walked towards the competition platform.

Time passed, and the sun had begun to set in the west.

"The sixteenth competition is over, the winner Chu Yang!" Luo Ming shouted unwillingly, but the warrior's side erupted in bursts of cheers, Chu Yang was too strong, he cut through thorns and thorns all the way, and cut down all those monks under the sword.

There was a monk on the stage, his eyes were full of fear, and Chu Yang's courage had already cast a heavy shadow on their hearts.

"You don't have a recovery pill, do you, what do you do now?" said the monk uneasily, although he said this, he did not dare to make a move.

"Really?" Chu Yang sneered, and then he took out three Restoration Pills again, and said in his mouth: "It's a pity, you guessed wrong, I have a lot of Restoration Pills!"

This monk was dumbfounded in an instant, he wanted to retreat, this man was so strong, and with so many recovery pills as supplies, he couldn't be his opponent at all!

On the referee's seat, the corners of Huang Zhiwu's mouth twitched fiercely: "What is the origin of this kid, why can he have so many recovery pills, isn't this pill extremely scarce?"

"Damn!" the monk exclaimed, and then he swallowed the Storm Yuan Pill violently: "I know you won't let me go, then I will hit you hard even if I die!"

"Enlightenment is good, but your strength doesn't allow it!" Chu Yang said mockingly, and then he deceived himself again.

"Collapse~" The spiritual power collided together, and then bloomed in all directions, the speed of the two became faster and faster, and there were actually several figures of two more people in the sky, and they were all turned into afterimages!

The sky gradually darkened, and the fiery clouds on the horizon were like a blood-drenched martial arts platform, full of miserable beauty, and there was only one god of war in the field who was still standing proudly, and that person was Chu Yang!

"The nineteenth game is over, and the winner ...... Chu Yang!" Luo Ming was very reluctant to pronounce the name, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Are we going to be planted in the hands of this kid today? We swore with our Dao hearts, if we lose...... Mo Shanda said solemnly.

Zhu Qin's face was not good-looking, but he was still forcibly pulling out a smile, and said in his mouth: "Don't worry, Jiang Fu is a genius, his strength is the cultivation of foundation building, after taking the Storm Yuan Pill, his strength can break through to Jindan, although this kid has the cultivation of the nine grades of foundation building, but compared with Jindan, there is still a world of difference!"

"Moreover, there is more than one Tyrant Yuan Pill in Jiang Fu's hand!" Zhu Qin said with a sneer and cruelty, now they had pressed all their hopes on Zhu Qin.

Everyone glanced at Zhu Qin in surprise, but they didn't say anything, the two Tyrant Yuan Pills might directly abolish Jiang Servant, but in terms of the situation in front of them, it was all worth it.

If they are defeated, they will return to the Kunlun Realm, not to mention anything else, and they will go back like this, and their old guys will lose their faces!

Everyone looked at Jiang Servant at the same time, and then nodded solemnly at him.

Jiang Fu clasped his fists at the five people, and then he said loudly: "Five elders, don't worry, I will definitely defeat Chu Yang and turn the tide!"

Jiang Fu came on the field, he looked at Chu Yang solemnly, and said, "You are very strong, but I will not lose!"

"Hehe~" Chu Yang smiled contemptuously, and pointed his blade at Jiang Servant: "You fight with your mouth?"

"Hmph, arrogant fellow. Jiang Fu snorted coldly, and he also took out a spiritual weapon, and then he took the lead to attack Chu Yang.

"Bang~" The blades collided together, and fierce sparks sparked at the junction, and the two were frozen together in an instant.

After a while, a smile gradually rose on the corner of Chu Yang's mouth, and Jiang Fu's face became more and more solemn.

Chu Yang's power is still improving, and Jiang Servant is about to lose it. Jiang Fu's eyes were cold, and he slapped his palm towards Chu Yang's chest, intending to sneak attack.

Chu Yang instantly slapped back, and the huge impact made Jiang Fu feel that the qi and blood in his body were surging, and he also withdrew with this strength!

Jiang Fu used the exercises to suppress the tumbling blood, and then he looked at Chu Yang solemnly and said: "You are really strong, I have ever seen the strongest foundation building monk, no wonder you can fight more than a dozen people by yourself, and kill them all!"

Yes, Chu Yang can be regarded as a blessing in disguise this time, when he fused the origin of the wood to restore his strength, he also directly broke through to the ninth grade of foundation building, and he was a monk who was successful in the late stage of foundation building, and his beautiful wife also successfully stepped into the ninth grade of condensing qi!