Just when the eyes of the spectators in the audience were concentrated on the golden knife in his hand due to his words, he himself raised his hand and suddenly hit a white bead towards Zhang Xiaoke, and the bead flew halfway and suddenly exploded with "boom", releasing a dazzling white light that caused half of the ring to create a white blind spot.

For a while, not to mention Zhang Xiaoke in the ring, even many of the men who watched the battle in the audience, their eyes hurt by the dazzling white light, and they couldn't help but overflow a lot of tears.

"Haha, soldiers don't get tired of cheating, boy, after you die, remember to be smart in the next life!"

Ma Zong, who had already planned for a long time, closed his eyes, laughed and threw away the golden knife in his hand and slashed at Zhang Xiaoke.

The sword light broke through the air, emitting a burst of roars, and in an instant, it slashed past Zhang Xiaoke's place.

However, what made Ma Zong's heart sink was that he didn't notice any feeling of slashing something.

"Not good!"

He was also a man of the southern and northern wars, and when he didn't care about returning to the golden knife, a lazy donkey rolled to the side and fell off.

But maybe it's a step too late.

I could only hear the "crackling" atmosphere for a while, and a figure in the white light charged from the side like a wild bull, and then began to cover his face and beat him violently.

Thinking about this Ma Zong, he is also a wonderful hand who has been suspended in the transformation realm of the ten gods of 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 robe to protect the body.

But in the end, Zhang Xiaoke forcibly broke up the defense of the Horcrux robe with his physical brute force, and was beaten alive like a pig's head, and finally was kicked by Zhang Xiaoke like a dead dog, and kicked off the ring.

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

In the ring, Zhang Xiaoke kicked Wang Yun away, spat at him with disdain, and then didn't look at the golden knife left behind by the failed master in the ring, and walked out of the ring with applause.

However, before stepping down, he glanced back at a certain ring, over there, Fang Jian, who had just defeated his opponent and was not complacent, was so angry by his words that his expression was red and blue, not to mention how brilliant it was.

God Ermen, please raise the vote, ask for action! Thank you for the action of several big people yesterday, instant noodles will come to the gas gate new!

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Divine Ghost Shura Blood Pill

"Zhang Xiaoke wins!"

It wasn't until Zhang Xiaoke stepped out of the ring that the martial god in the ring who was stunned by his clean and refreshing defeat of the opponent had just revealed the consequences of the competition.

"It worked, and he did!"

"Shicai's white light found out, I thought he was going to die, but I didn't expect him to have nothing to do, how could he do it?"

"It's really thoughtful and usual, even Fang Jian's kind of person with a half-treasure robe is not his opponent, this Wang Yun certainly has some skills, how can he defeat him?"

"I see, I may not have a place for this surname Ye on the list this time!"

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

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

As for the martial arts secret realm martial gods with a little bit of Death's Wood Attribute True Qi, only another kiss can save people back.

Of course, if you really suffer that kind of divine injury, even if you are saved and returned, you will have to lag behind a lot in martial arts, and it will be difficult to have the opportunity to step into the secret realm of martial artists in the future.

Because Zhang Xiaoke didn't spend much effort in the ring, after getting out of the ring, he didn't hold on to the same time and medication to recover his strength like those uncles who struggled to distinguish victory and defeat, but separated his eyes and watched the rest of the battles in the ring.

It is true that as far as he is concerned, the strength of those people is very weak, but a few techniques are applied in the war, but there is no lack of effect that makes people shine at present.

"Brother Xu Meng, Brother Xu Meng!"

Suddenly, a shout rang out from under a certain ring, confusing Zhang Xiaoke's eyes.

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

Well?

As if sensing his murderous intentions, Xu Xiang, who was stepping out of the ring, turned his head, and his eyes happened to match Zhang Xiaoke.

"Zhang Xiaoke, just because you want to kill me too, it's best for you not to bump into me, otherwise the day of the coming year will be your death!" Xu Xiang said with a sneer on his face, and his eyes trickled down 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 intervene when you die! Look at what this is? Treasure! A treasure! Only you with a high-grade Horcrux flying sword, what can you compare with me? Even if I stand still, you can't move a single hair of me! But you are calm, I promised Qingxue that I will not kill you, but will only abolish your cultivation and let you continue to be her servant!"

The "Xuanjin Pagoda", which used to be a treasure, appeared in his hand with Xu Xiang's laughter, and the body of the tower was shining with golden light, emitting a mana bump comparable to that of a strong man in the secret realm of a martial artist.

Then he petitioned to hold Futu and shook Zhang Xiaoke, turned around and broke away, and did not give Zhang Xiaoke a chance to speak again.

"Hehehe, do you think that showing off the treasure weapon can whitewash the faint mana bump 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 you fight, you will be caught off guard and overwhelmed!"

Zhang Xiaoke laughed in his heart, and at a glance he saw through Xu Xiang's intention to show off the treasure, but he didn't pierce the other party, but hoped to let the other party know how miserable the clumsy situation was hidden in front of him.

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

"Eighteenth station, Zhang Xiaoke, Zhao Fei!"

When Zhang Xiaoke stepped into the ring and caught a glimpse of his opponent, he immediately laughed.

"What do you think you can do from Ye Mou today?" he looked at the big man in front of him with a smile, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

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

He couldn't help but think of the previous competition between the two, when the competition was held, he was either in the Nine Divine Powers Realm of the Flesh Body, and Zhang Xiaoke had just broken through the Six Divine Breath Realm of the Flesh Realm not long after, but the consequence was that he lost Dabei and even lost the Horcrux of his own housekeeper.

Thinking of the "Divine Palace" that he had lost, Zhao Fei was angry from 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, what do you want to bet?" Zhang Xiaoke replied with a relaxed face.

Zhao Fei's eyes flashed treacherously, and he pretended to be open-minded and said: "Master Biao, I see that you are also a war of fists and fists, then let's have a battle of fists and feet, if anyone uses Horcrux weapons, who is a grandson!"

Behind his back, Er laughed again and again in his heart: "The strength of this kid's physical body must be above the power of twelve horses, although I have cultivated the power of my physical body to the power of ten horses by relying on the exercises of the Holy Sect, I must not be his opponent!" However, I have the Shura Blood Pill secretly made by the Holy Sect in my hand, only if I take this blood pill in the darkness when we will fight, I will be able to make fifteen horses in an instant, and then I will be able to kill him on the spot with one punch, which can not only avenge the previous sword grab, but also welcome 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 Er's heart, and Zhang Xiaoke's eyes narrowed as if he felt something, squinted at him and said, "I feel the murderous intent in your heart, you want to kill me?"

Zhao Fei's expression froze, his eyes rolled wildly for a while, and then he trembled and said with a fierce and vicious expression: "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 braincase to exchange another flying sword to Brother Xuandu Dameng!"

"Ye's braincase is not easy to take, if you want to take Ye's braincase, you have to do a good job of preparing for your own braincase!" Zhang Xiaoke shook his braincase lightly, looked at Zhao Fei seriously, and said.

Zhao Fei was furious by him, and roared with anxiety on his face: "Don't talk about empty words, do you dare to bet?"

"Bet!" Zhang Xiaoke simply agreed.

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 rate may be too slow for him!

I saw that his feet moved, and the person once turned into an afterimage and broke away from the place, and at the same time took advantage of the situation to slap his backhand, and slapped Zhao Fei on the back of Zhao Fei, who rushed over, and slapped his body to a staggering figure, almost falling into a dog and eating.

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

Feeling the hot sadness of his disciple, Zhao Fei felt a lot 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.

Rumble!

As soon as the "Shura Blood Pill" entered his abdomen, it turned into a stream of hot blood qi and surged towards Zhao Fei's limbs, temporarily raising his physical body to the same level of strength as Shura, allowing him to exert 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 posture changed, and he looked at Zhang Xiaoke with a wicked smile on his face and said with a smile: "Quack quack, boy, tell me yourself, do you want to die? Is it a headshot and a broken brain? Or a broken throat and a broken heart?"

God Sanmen!

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The god and ghost were killed with one punch

"What's going on? Why did Zhao Fei's uncle suddenly rise with terrifying arrogance? Now he doesn't give me the feeling of a noodle, but like a violent and powerful Shura!"

"No wonder he wanted to provoke Zhang Xiaoke to fight with him, it turned out that he had already planned it! With the power of Shura, he is indeed invincible in the fighting war of 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 in the future? And there are so many martial gods on top, once he repents his promise, he will inevitably leave a villain image of those martial gods who are untrustworthy, and he still expects to be appreciated by these big guys in the future?"

Under the ring, as soon as they saw that Zhao Fei's blood and qi caused a divine aura and increased their strength, those uncles who thought that they had not seen through it a little bit immediately began to study rapidly, and their eyes showed the look of watching a good show.

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

Regarding Zhang Xiaoke, the person who has the courage to fight him, except for a small number of people, most of the one-sided Uncle Limen and even the Martial God True Legend Uncle are tired of despising the position, and they want to see him make a fool of themselves the most.

"Sure enough, it's the Shura Blood Pill that the old monsters of the Spirit Sect used to refine the blood of the Shura Gods! This Zhao Fei is an inner door master, where did he get this elixir? As far as the old man knows, it is just a few ordinary Spirit Sect inner door masters, and he doesn't have this level of elixir in his body!"

In the middle ring, after a focus 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 first questioned the origin of Zhao Fei.

Ordinary uncles can't know what tricks Zhao Fei used, and they, the focus of martial arts, naturally have an unobstructed view, and they can see through the origin of the "Shura Blood Pill" at a glance.

"Although the Shura Blood Pill is a secret medicine of the Spirit Sect, it is a rare treasure medicine without much sequelae, the old Han Guan has a little trace of the secret of the Spirit Sect's body refining, it should be that he is determined to find it, this kind of work is also very common among the uncles below, our weird Tianfang Sect palace martial arts include Vientiane, and it is not allowed to have a little Lingzong martial arts of the Death God of the Underworld, only if it is not the spiritual skills of the God of Death, who have lost all the conscience and strict gods. ”

Another martial god spoke, and his words were full of meaning for Zhao Fei to get rid of.

As soon as the martial god who spoke first saw this martial god making a sound, his brows moved slightly, knowing that the other party was Zhang Xuandu's strong supporter, and at this time, the language was very clear for Zhao Fei's vain attempt to get rid of, so he didn't say more at the moment, secretly kept it in mind, and planned to go back and order someone to observe.

But his eyes couldn't help but look at Meng Yao in the seat of the true uncle in front of him, and wanted to see what the leader of the true uncle who heard that he had a good relationship with Zhang Xiaoke could see.

It's a pity that what disappointed him was that Meng Yao didn't seem to hear their speeches, and he set his eyes on a god uncle in another ring, and he didn't mind their research.

Ruxu touched a soft nail, this martial god was quite melancholy, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Xiaoke's ring continuously.

Ring 18.

Zhang Xiaoke did not have a trace of surprise after seeing Zhao Fei's body suddenly rise with a divine spirit, but after Zhao Fei was complacent and sneering, he said painlessly: "Is this your reliance?

But Yunyun!

Hearing Zhang Xiaoke say these four words without pain in his mouth, Zhao Fei's face stiffened with a wicked smile, and then he opened his mouth in anger and roared: "Roar! If you dare to intervene when you die, Biao Ye will tear your mouth today, see if you dare to be tough!"

Before the roar fell, all of his people spread their arms like a humanoid Shura and pounced towards Zhang Xiaoke, leaving vague afterimages along the road, and the speed was extremely fast.

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

However, he didn't have to think about it very quickly, because Zhao Fei's fist that came straight at his skull and heart helped him make a choice.

"Boom!"

He reflexively raised his hand and stepped forward, and he threw a punch out.

In this punch, he only used less than eight points of strength, and his strength was almost as good as the power of sixteen horses, that is, the strength he had before he was promoted to the Martial Artist Secret Realm.

The power of sixteen horses seems to be only one horse's power from the fifteen horses that Zhao Fei came out of after taking 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 of his back.

Knock knock!

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

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

The strong vitality 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 been completely dissipated, made Zhao Fei not die in a moment after the dream was pierced, but lowered his hands, stared at the bloody hand on his dream chamber with wide eyes, and let out an unbelievable low roar, and it was difficult for him to take over this difficult thing until he died.

Zhang Xiaoke frowned, didn't have the mood to comment anything with a dead man, and muttered to himself: "I have a good heart, I'll give you a ride!"

After speaking, he raised his other hand and slapped it on Zhao Fei's head, 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 quietly took out the "cleansing charm" and shook it on his body, cleaned 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, there was a sound of swallowing saliva in the crowd of spectators in the audience.

Rampage!

It's outrageous!

At this moment, the images of those grandfathers about Zhang Xiaoke have changed again, adding a "tyrannical and ferocious" in addition to the original "mayfly shaking the tree" and "arrogance and conceit".

It's not that they haven't seen murderous pomp, and even many of them have hundreds of lives in their hands.

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

However, after Zhang Xiaoke was allowed to abuse and kill his fellow disciples in public, he could still calmly say things like "I have a good heart, give you a ride", and he could also eliminate the blood stains on his body without changing his face, and the person who stepped down with proper measures is really hard to find among ten thousand people!

"This son, the murderous nature of a good god!" In the middle of the ring, a martial god couldn't help but say.

"Even if the Qiankun List Competition can't help but cause casualties, this kid will inevitably be too vicious! With his strength, he can win without killing!" Another martial god spoke, and there were quite a few complaints about Zhang Xiaoke's approach.

"According to the old man, this kid was stunned by that incident, and once walked on Saron, and his spiritual spirit is difficult to redeem! The old man initiated, immediately invalidated his qualifications, and entered the ice cave to bomb and press for ten years, so as to wash away his spirituality!"

The Martial God, who had helped Zhao Fei get rid of the language, suddenly stood up from his seat, and looked at Zhang Xiaoke with a gloomy expression on the initiative of the Vast Martial God.