Soon, Zou Chong used the strength of the knife, jumped and slashed towards Xiao Wangzhi, the knife turned into a wolf's body, and the blood basin was so hideous.

"I have the Kunwu sword, and I want to go to the master's court. Singing in his mouth, Xiao Wangzhi's sword was lightly raised, and the sword momentum was like a dragon that entwined and bound the green wolf, and then took a step back, Zou Chong lost his body, and the middle door opened.

"When the white rainbow cuts the jade, the purple gas dries the stars at night. ”

Xiao Wang's palm slapped towards Zou Chong's chest, but Zou Chong would not let him get his wish, he had already slowed down his body, and the knife rotated rapidly, and the wind roared.

"The hibiscus on the gong moves, and the frost and snow in the box are bright!"

Xiao Wangzhi was not surprised or panicked, and as soon as he blocked the Qingfeng Sword at the middle gate, he listened to the sonorous sound endlessly. Immediately, the sword circle twisted, and the sword body turned into a dragon.

"Relying on the sky to serve the country, painting the land to take the name. A sword was handed out, and he drove straight forward, straight into the tornado turned by Zou Chong. Qingfeng's sword strength was like a meteor, but Zou Chong in the tornado was not afraid and snorted coldly.

"You guts are crooked, and you have a headache. ”

With a change of move, Zou Chong's body turned into two, a red demonic qi soared into the sky, and a green righteous qi Ling Ran, splitting and attacking. Under the left and right attacks, Xiao Wangzhi was still not in a hurry, and his moves continued, and countless sword shadows blocked all the sword moves.

The two of them are inseparable for a while, and it is difficult to distinguish between them, one is wide open and close, the tricks are fierce and fierce, and the other is agile and fluttering, like a butterfly in the air.

Qiao Yanran was fascinated and said, "What kind of trick is this little ball playing? It's like dancing." ”

However, at this moment, Xiao Wangzhi's figure began to become illusory, his speed became faster and faster, and his sword intent became more and more dense, and for a while, he felt like thousands of troops and horses were rushing in.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp. ”

"Autumn soldiers on the battlefield!"

One shadow turns into two, two turns into three, and three turns into nine!

The nine Xiao Wangzhi seemed to form a formation to trap Zou Chong in it, and Zou Chong had already turned into a blood wolf and kept rushing left and right, but he still couldn't break through the dense sword net.

"The horse-made Lu is fast, and the bow and thunderbolt are frightening!"

The sound of the drums was sonorous and powerful, and the sound of horses neighing and arrows was incessant, and the sound became faster and faster, and the sound became more and more urgent, and the dense sword net continued to shrink until there was no more light in the net.

Zou Chong was very annoyed and at a loss, and roared angrily at the moment, turning into a three-headed blood wolf, which was actually an embodiment, or a beast. Zou Chong went down with one claw, and this dense sword net was actually grabbed by him to make a hole, and as soon as his body moved, he drilled out.

But before Zou Chong could breathe down, the three black flames were as thin as needletips, falling straight down from the sky, and Zou Chong could avoid them with one move. But at this time, there was a black rain in the sky, and countless black flames fell straight into the ring.

"But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Xiao Wangzhi stood his sword in front of him, his left hand and two fingers together to block horizontally, and silently recited the poem in his mouth.

"Kill the wolf, hungry wolf devour the sun!"

The three blood wolves raised their heads to the sky and roared, their bodies swelled rapidly, and they were five meters long in a short time, and a small black ball in the giant wolf's mouth began to grow larger, and countless spiritual qi were attracted by it, and then they spit it out and went straight to Xiao Wangzhi.

Xiao Wangzhi was unmoved, and put the sword behind his back, and at this moment, something strange happened. I saw the black rain in the sky stagnate. Not only that, the black ball was also hanging in the air, Zou Chong's body was stiff, he couldn't move, his hideous face was full of horror, and he could only watch Xiao Wangzhi walk towards him, lightly pointing at his eyebrows.

In an instant, Zou Chong's face began to grow old, and his hair gradually turned white.

"Poor white happens!" Xiao Wangzhi slowly spit out.

Zou Chong's face was like ashes, and the breath of death lingered in his heart. And at this moment, the fourth floor snorted coldly, Xiao Wangzhi flew out upside down, spitting blood, Zou Chong broke free from the restraints, took out a golden pill and swallowed it in his mouth, panting heavily.

"Sir, it seems that this is not in order. Mu Hong sneered coldly with displeasure on his face.

"Mu Hong, my Zou family admits defeat!" a dry voice came from the fourth floor.

"What a weird trick. ”

Liu Xun's eyes contracted, and he felt that even he couldn't break this move, not only him, but even the other nobles couldn't help but be dignified, they didn't put Xiao Wangzhi in their eyes before, after all, he had always been the object of ridicule in Kyoto, but now that he defeated Zou Chong lightly, they were all surprised, and they were even more afraid.

Obviously, this Xiao Wangzhi has been hiding for a long time!

"The fifth, Xiao Wang's victory!"

"In the sixth game, Zhao Yang vs. Zhu Shiwen!"

Of course, the competition will not be interrupted by Xiao Wangzhi's weirdness, and the sixth game is also in full swing. Zhao Yang held a Nine Heavens Wind Thunder Halberd in his hand, and the wind was strong from time to time when he wielded it, mixed with the sound of thunder.

And that Zhu Shiwen, although he is a little fat man, is extremely flexible, constantly moving in the ring, holding a sunset bow in his hand, and shooting arrows with a bow from time to time.

However, no matter how dexterous and changeable he is, he can't compare to the kryptonite player! No matter how hard Zhu Shiwen tries, he can't break through Zhao Yang's halberd encirclement, and his breath is already unstable after a short time.

Liu Xun glanced at it and knew that the victory and defeat had been divided, but Xiao Wangzhi's battle left a deep impression on everyone, the strange and treacherous means lingered in everyone's hearts for a long time, and it even attracted the powerful tentacles on the fourth floor, compared to this scene, it seemed boring.

As for these noble and young people who are used to enjoying happiness, their hearts are all sinking, and they are a little cautious about Qin Lie and Xiao Wangzhi, they thought that the most tricky one was Lin Wuya, but one of these two won inexplicably and the other had strange fighting skills, which was difficult to reassure.

"Pure Flame Arrow!"

The little fat man snorted softly, leaped into the air, and bent his bow and arrows. For a time, countless rockets covered the sky and shot towards the ring. On the ring, Zhao Yang swept through with a halberd, and a thunderbird went straight to Zhu Shiwen.

"Scorching Wind and Thunder Slash!"

Where the thunderbird passed, the arrows broke inch by inch, and Zhu Shiwen hurriedly raised his bow to block. But everything was in vain, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhu Shiwen fell outside the ring and fell to the ground.

"Zhao Yangsheng!"

Qin Kai feels very good to Liu Xun, never hiding his desires and behaviors, but he also feels very dangerous. On the ring, Qin Kai's white clothes were fluttering, with one hand behind his back, and a colorful seven-leaf fan in the other, shaking gently.

This fan is like gold and not gold, like wood and not wood, a total of seven fan bones, respectively red, yellow, green, blue, purple, carved on it a total of six kinds of demon beasts, respectively, ox, Jiao, Peng, lion, monkey, horse. It was his weapon, the spirit product five-level colorful and six-demon fan.

In front of him is Gong Jiyuan, Gong Jiyuan is worthy of the name of a vulture, young but already bald, only a ring of hair around him, a sharp mouth protruding, dressed in gray, holding two mixed gold sticks and concentrating on guard.

Qiao Yanran chuckled: "This person looks so strange." ”

Qin Kai chuckled, the fan was closed, and a green giant bull went straight to Gong Jiyuan. Gong Jiyuan crossed the two strokes, and a cross collided with the giant bull, bursting into brilliant fireworks.

The cross disappears, and the bull shatters. However, at this moment, the giant bull resumed like water and ran towards Gong Jiyuan again.

With a roar, the mixed gold hammer slashed down, splitting the giant bull again. Qin Kai was not in a hurry, the six demon fans opened again, and a red roc screamed and pounced, and even spat flames.

In just a few moves, Gong Jiyuan fell into a disadvantage, tired of coping, and overstretched. And on this small ring, six demon beasts were galloping, flames, sea water, thunder and lightning, poisonous gas, sand and gravel were flying all over the sky, surrounding Gong Jiyuan, and Gong Jiyuan was no longer visible.

"Throw in the towel!"

Gong Jiyuan's anxious and helpless voice came from the ring, and Qin Kai's feather fan was closed, and suddenly all the supernatural powers disappeared, revealing Gong Jiyuan's figure. At this moment, Gong Jiyuan was covered in blood and knelt on one knee, very embarrassed.

"In the seventh game, Qin Kai won. ”

Qiao Yanran smiled and said, "Xiao Kaizi's fan is so interesting." ”

Liu Xun teased: "Don't, eldest lady, this kid doesn't dare to rob it." ”

"Look at your cowardice!" Qiao Yanran glanced at Liu Xun with disdain, and several people laughed, but soon their expressions became solemn, because the next battle was the most eye-catching.

In the ring, Lin Wuya carried his hands behind his back, wearing a white windbreaker and windless automatic, the blue clouds on his skirt were like illusions, and he said coldly: "Three breaths of time, fall or die!"