But what made Ma Zong's heart sink was that he didn't notice any feeling of slashing the real thing.

"Not good!"

He is also a person who is born and dies, and he doesn't care about returning to the cage of the golden knife, a lazy donkey rolls to the side and falls off.

But it was still a step too late.

I could only hear a "crackling" explosion in the air, and a unilateral shadow in the white light charged from the side like a wild bull, and then slammed his head and face at him.

Thinking about this Ma Zong, he is also a master who has calmed down the transformation of the ten gods in the flesh for many years, and the power of the flesh has almost reached the power of the ten horses, and the door is a horcrux magic robe to protect the body.

But in the end, Zhang Xiaoke forcibly broke up the prevention of the Horcrux vestment with his physical brute force, and was beaten alive like a pig's head before he was knocked unconscious, and then he was kicked by Zhang Xiaoke like a dead dog, and kicked out of the ring.

"Phew, it's also beautiful to say that Fang Jian is a waste, Ye Mou sees that you are not even as good as a waste!"

In the ring, Zhang Xiaoke kicked Wang Yunhou, spat at him with disdain, and then didn't look at the golden knife left behind after destroying the master in the ring, clapped his hands and walked out of the ring.

But before stepping down, he glanced back at a certain ring pointedly, where Fang Jian, who had just defeated his opponent and didn't have time to be complacent, was so angry by his words that his face turned red and blue, not to mention how brilliant he was.

Thank you for the action of several big men yesterday, instant noodles will come up with a new one!

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Divine Ghost Shura Blood Pill

"Zhang Xiaoke wins!"

It wasn't until Zhang Xiaoke walked out of the ring that the martial god in the ring who was stunned by his clean and straightforward defeat of his opponent belatedly announced the results of the competition.

"Victorious, he is openly victorious!"

"The white light excavation just now, I thought he was going to die, but I didn't expect him to have nothing to do, how did he do it?"

"If you really think about it carefully, even Fang Jian, a person who has a half-treasure magic robe for prevention, is not his opponent, this Wang Yun is admittedly a little tricky, how can he beat him?"

"I see, maybe there will really be a place for this surname Ye on the Qiankun list this time!"

Zhang Xiaoke's clean and straightforward victory severely shocked those who wanted to see him ugly, so that these people no longer dared to underestimate his strength, and looked at his eyes with a slight touch of awe.

And at this time, there were also many people in the ring who had won and lost, and the few people were beaten into divine injuries, so they could only be carried down to find those martial arts gods in the secret realm of martial arts for treatment.

For the martial arts secret realm martial gods who have a few deaths and wood attribute true qi, as long as there is still a breath, they can rescue people back.

It is true that if you really suffer that kind of divine injury, even if you are rescued, you will have to fall behind a lot in martial arts, and it will be difficult to step into the secret realm of martial artists once in a while.

Because Zhang Xiaoke didn't spend much energy in the ring, after getting out of the ring, he didn't seize the time to take medicine to recover his strength like those uncles who struggled to distinguish the winners and losers, but opened his eyes and watched the battle in the other ring everywhere.

It is true that for him, those people's strength is very weak, but when fighting, there are few means used, and there is no lack of use that makes people shine at present.

"Brother Xu Meng, Brother Xu Meng!"

Suddenly, a shout rang out from under a certain ring, and Zhang Xiaoke's eyesight was also puzzled.

It's just that when he saw the person who had just defeated his opponent in the ring and walked down, his eyes couldn't help but flash with a touch of cold murderous intent.

Well?

As if sensing his murderous intent, Xu Xiang, who was stepping out of the ring, turned his brain, and his eyesight just met Zhang Xiaoke.

"Zhang Xiaoke, just because you want to kill me too, wait a minute, you are very good, don't bump into me, otherwise today next year will be your death day!" Xu Xiang said with a coaxing smile on his face, and his eyes did not give up at all to look at Zhang Xiaoke fiercely.

"This sentence should be said by Ye Mou!"

Zhang Xiaoke's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said lightly.

"Hahaha......" Xu Xiang raised his head and laughed, looked at him with a sarcastic face and said: "You are really arrogant and boundless, and you dare to be stubborn when you die! Look at what this is? Treasure! A treasure! Only you with a high-grade Horcrux flying sword, what do you compare with me? I just stand still, and you can't move a single hair of me! But don't worry, I promised Qingxue that I won't kill you, but will only abolish your cultivation and let you become her slave one after another!"

The "Xuanjin Pagoda", which was already a treasure, followed by Xu Xiang's laughter in his hands, the golden light on the body of the tower flickered, exuding a mana fluctuation comparable to that of a martial artist's secret realm capable person.

Then he demonstratively held the pagoda and shook it at Zhang Xiaoke, turned around and left, not giving Zhang Xiaoke a chance to speak again.

"Hehehe, do you think that showing off the treasure weapon can whitewash the faint mana fluctuations in your body? If I think that you are just relying on the benefits of the treasure weapon and ignoring the cultivation of your martial arts secret realm, I am afraid that when the battle is engaged, you will be caught off guard and suppressed!"

Zhang Xiaoke laughed in his heart, and saw through Xu Xiang's intention to show off the treasure at a glance, but he did not demolish the other party, but expected to let the other party know how miserable the end was when he was hiding clumsy.

Next, Zhang Xiaoke defeated the other two inner masters with thunderous means, and then finally met an "old acquaintance".

"Eighteenth station, Zhang Xiaoke, Zhao Fei!"

When Zhang Xiaoke walked into the ring and saw his opponent, he immediately smiled.

"What, do you think you can still get a use from Ye now?" he looked at the big man with a smile, his eyes full of playfulness.

Zhao Fei's face was already black, but now when he heard Zhang Xiaoke's words, he immediately turned black like carbon.

He couldn't help but think of the last time the two of them competed, when that time he was still in the Nine Spells Soul Realm of the Flesh Body, and Zhang Xiaoke had just broken the Six Divine Realms of the Flesh Realm not long after, but the result was that he lost and even lost the Horcrux of his housekeeper.

Thinking of his lost "Divine Palace", Zhao Fei was angry in his heart, and he couldn't help but glared at Zhang Xiaoke viciously and shouted: "Arrogant boy, do you dare to gamble with Grandpa Biao?"

"Oh, how do you want to bet?" Zhang Xiaoke replied with a relaxed face.

Zhao Fei's eyes flashed with treachery, and he pretended to be cheerful and said: "Master Biao, I see that you also like fist-to-flesh battles, then we will have a fist and foot battle, whoever uses the Horcrux magic weapon will be the grandson!"

Behind his back, he laughed again and again in his heart: "This kid's physical strength must be above the power of twelve horses, I am true that I have cultivated the power of my physical body to the power of ten horses by relying on the exercises of the Holy Sect, and I am definitely not his opponent!" But I have the Shura Blood Pill secretly made by the Holy Sect in my hand, only if I wait for the battle to take this blood pill in the dark, I can burst out with the power of fifteen horses in an instant, and when the time comes, I will kill him on the spot with one punch, which can not only avenge the last sword grab, but also please Zhang Xuandu, the big dream brother of the Weird Tianfang Sect Palace, so that I can enter the upper echelons of the Weird Tianfang Sect Palace!"

It's just that the killing intent rose in his heart, and Zhang Xiaoke's eyes narrowed as if he felt something, squinted at him and said, "I feel the killing intent in your heart, you want to kill me?"

Zhao Fei's face froze, his eyes rolled wildly, and then he made a fierce look on his face and said viciously: "That's right, Master Biao wants to kill you, an arrogant boy! Since you kid snatched Master Biao's flying sword, Master Biao will use your skull to exchange for another flying sword from Brother Xuandu Dameng!"

"Ye's braincase is not easy to take, if you want to take Ye's braincase, you have to be prepared to destroy your own braincase!" Zhang Xiaoke shook his braincase lightly, looked at Zhao Fei meaningfully and said.

Zhao Fei was furious in his heart when he saw it, and roared with anxiety on his face: "Don't talk nonsense, do you dare to gamble after all?"

"Bet!" Zhang Xiaoke simply responded.

Swish!

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Fei suddenly turned into a black shadow and rushed towards him, faster than a galloping horse.

But this speed is still too slow for him!

I saw that his feet moved, and the person had already turned into an afterimage and left the place, and at the same time, he slapped his backhand with a palm, and slapped his palm on the back of Zhao Fei, who rushed over, so that he stumbled and almost fell into a dog and ate.

"No, this guy is sharper than I thought!"

Feeling the hot pain of his juniors, Zhao Fei felt a sigh in his heart, and quickly took advantage of the opportunity to turn his back to Zhang Xiaoke and bit the "Shura Blood Pill" contained under the tongue coating in one bite.

Rumble!

As soon as the "Shura Blood Pill" entered his abdomen, the science turned into a stream of hot blood qi and rushed towards Zhao Fei's limbs, temporarily raising his physical body to the same level of strength as Shura, allowing him to burst out with a strength comparable to Shura in a short period of time.

"Hahaha, strength, this is strength!" Feeling the surging strength in his body, Zhao Fei couldn't help laughing, and then his body turned, and he looked at Zhang Xiaoke with a cruel smile on his face and said with a smile: "Quack quack, boy, tell me yourself, how do you want to die? Is it a headshot or a broken throat?"

God Sanmen!

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The god and ghost were killed with one punch

"What's going on? Why did that uncle named Zhao Fei suddenly have a terrifying momentum on his body? Now he doesn't give me the feeling of being a one-sided type, but like a ferocious and powerful Shura!"

"No wonder he wanted to provoke Zhang Xiaoke to fight with him just now, he was already prepared! With the power of Shura, he is indeed invincible in hand-to-hand combat in the physical realm!"

"There's a good show to watch now, I don't know if Zhang Xiaoke will keep his promise and not use the magic weapon Horcrux!"

"So many people are watching, if he repents his promise, what kind of face will he have to stay in the door one after another? And so many martial gods are on it, once he repents his promise, he will definitely leave the impression of a treacherous villain to those martial gods, and he hopes to get these bigwigs to browse in the future?"

Under the ring, as soon as they saw Zhao Fei's blood and qi on his body, his expression was smoky, and his strength increased greatly, and those uncles who thought they hadn't seen through it much immediately began to study happily, and their eyes showed the look of watching a good show.

I have to say that Zhang Xuandu's influence in Zongshan is too great, even if others are not present today, the hearts of many masters watching the battle are also towards him.

For Zhang Xiaoke, the person who dares to challenge him, except for a few people, the vast majority of unilateral internal and external uncles and even the martial god true master have a disgusting and underestimated attitude, and they very much want to see him make a fool of himself.

"It's blatantly the Shura Blood Pill that the old monsters of the Spirit Sect used the blood of the Shura Gods to refine! Where did this Zhao Fei get this elixir from an inner door master? As far as the old man knows, it is a young and ordinary Inner Gate Master of the Spirit Sect, and he doesn't have this level of elixir in his body!"

In the center of the ring, after a core martial god saw the changes in the eighteenth ring, he also let out a soft cry in his mouth, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he began to suspect Zhao Fei's origin.

Ordinary uncles can't know what means Zhao Fei used, and they, the core martial gods of the ancient and modern world, naturally knew everything clearly, and they could see through the origin of the "Shura Blood Pill" at a glance.

"The Shura Blood Pill is indeed a secret medicine of the Spirit Sect, but it is a rare treasure medicine without much sequelae, the old man Guan This uncle has a little trace of the spirit sect refining the body, it should be deliberately found by him, this kind of work is also common among the uncles below, our weird Tianfang Sect palace martial arts include Vientiane, and it is not forbidden to the lower uncle Death Sect and the spirit of the Sect, but it is not the spiritual skills of the Grim Reaper. ”

Another martial god spoke, and his words were full of disjointed uses for Zhao Fei.

As soon as the martial god who spoke first saw this martial god speak, his brows moved slightly, knowing that the other party was a resolute supporter of Zhang Xuandu, and at this time, the intention of speaking out of touch for Zhao Fei was obvious, and he didn't say more at the moment, secretly remembered it in his heart, and was ready to go back and order someone to investigate.

But his eyesight couldn't help but look at Meng Yao in the seat of the true uncle in front of him, wanting to see what the leader of the true uncle who was rumored to have a good relationship with Zhang Xiaoke thought.

What made him uninteresting was that Meng Yao didn't seem to hear their speeches, and he turned his eyes to a god uncle in another ring, and he didn't mind their study.

Touching a soft nail like this, the martial god was quite depressed, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Xiaoke's ring one after another.

Ring 18.

Zhang Xiaoke did not show a trace of surprise after seeing Zhao Fei's expression suddenly rise on his body, but after Zhao Fei smiled complacently, he said lightly: "Is this what you rely on? But Yunyun!"

But Yunyun!

Hearing Zhang Xiaoke say these four words lightly, Zhao Fei's face stiffened with a cruel smile, and then he opened his mouth like thunder and roared: "Roar! Dare to be hard when you die, Master Biao will tear your mouth today, see if you dare to be tough!"

Before the roar fell, all of him opened his arms like a humanoid Shura and pounced towards Zhang Xiaoke, leaving vague afterimages along the way, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Should I punch him to death, or cripple him?" Looking at Zhao Fei's rushing figure, a look of thought flashed in Zhang Xiaoke's eyes.

But he didn't have to think about it soon, because Zhao Fei's fist that came straight to his head and heart helped him make a choice.

"Boom!"

He reflexively raised his hand and stepped forward with a punch.

In this punch, he only used less than eight points of strength, and his strength was almost controlled by the power of sixteen horses, that is, the strength before he improved the martial artist's secret realm.

The power of sixteen horses seems to be only one horse different from the power of fifteen horses that erupted after Zhao Fei took the "Shura Blood Pill", but the difference in the power of this horse is the difference between life and death!

I could only hear a muffled sound of "poof", and Zhang Xiaoke's fist that blasted out simply pierced Zhao Fei's dream chamber, and his palm pierced out from behind his back.

Knock knock!

Zhao Fei's whole body hung on Zhang Xiaoke's arm, and the blood in his mouth was gushing out, like a drunk who vomited after being drunk.

"This, no, but, can ......!"

The powerful human life power of the Ten Gods Transformation Realm Martial Artist in the flesh body, as well as the medicinal power of the "Shura Blood Pill" in his body that had not completely dissipated, made Zhao Fei not die in the first time after the dream was pierced, but lowered his hands, stared at the bloody hand on his dream chest with wide eyes, and let out an untrustworthy low roar, and it was difficult to recover this difficult to recover until he died.

Zhang Xiaoke frowned, he was not in the mood to stare at a dead man, and said to himself: "I have a good heart, I'll give you a ride!"

After speaking, he raised his other hand and slapped Zhao Fei's brain, which simply shattered his brain.

Smack!

After doing all this, Zhang Xiaoke twitched his hands and let Zhao Fei's body fall to the ground, and then he took out the "cleaning charm" casually and shook it on his body, rinsed all the blood stains on his body, and strode out of the ring.

Goo Boom Goo

Looking at the figure of the young man who slowly walked down from the ring, a sound of swallowing saliva sounded in the crowd of spectators in the audience.

Murderous!

It's so brutal!

At this moment, the impression of those inner and outer masters of Zhang Xiaoke has changed again, and in addition to the original "inadequateness" and "arrogance", another "cruel and tyrannical" has been added.

They had not seen murderous scenes, and many of them had hundreds of lives in their hands.

It is not unheard of to torture and kill them, and some even take pleasure in it.

But after abusing and killing fellow disciples in public like Zhang Xiaoke, he can still calmly say things like "I have a good heart, send you a ride", and he can still wipe out the blood stains on his body without changing his face, and miss the person who stepped down steadily, it is really difficult to find one among the ten thousand people!