The next moment, Xu Xiangbei spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and knelt on the ground.

If it's just a short sword piercing the pectoral muscles, it's just a skin trauma, but this short sword still has a corrosive force attached to it, just like his own thunder teeth.

It's just that the owner of this short sword may still be an average level spell warlock, and the corrosive and solidified mana is not very strong.

But even so, the flow rate of Wu Gang in Xu Xiangbei's body was greatly solidified, and it was almost impossible to operate.

The audience in the black market arena only cares about winning or losing, and they are accustomed to this kind of extreme tricks, so many people are more excited about the man's plot against Xu Xiangbei, and they don't feel that it is against chivalry.

Xu Xiangbei grinned in pain, and pulled the short sword out of his chest in pain, and scarlet blood gushed on the ground like water that burst the embankment.

A cruel smile appeared on the man's face, and looking at the way he was looking forward to the provocative dance at this moment, there was no such pathology at all.

Xu Xiangbei stood up slowly, but this simple action was like exhausting all his strength.

Xu Xiangbei shook off the stage with a wave of his short sword, and reluctantly gathered the Beixu Qigong in his body, trying to resist the corrosive power.

I have repeatedly attacked my opponent with Thunder Tooth before, but this time I was also attacked by myself, but I didn't expect Wu Gang to be so sad after he was sealed.

There was an evil smile on the man's lips, and his feet danced defiantly on the ground, rolling up a ripple of energy on the ground, and the fierce Wu Gang concentrated on his legs.

Xu Xiangbei used Bei Xu Qigong to impact the meridians in vain, and couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, at this moment, the man screamed, jumped high, pressed his legs in the air, and kicked at Xu Xiangbei's face door overwhelmingly.

Xu Xiangbei's Wu Gang was sluggish, he could only raise his hands and try to block, although he temporarily parried the man's attack, but he was also kicked back seven or eight steps, and at the moment when he was about to fall into the ring, he flashed back with the Heavenly Demon Dance to save the decline.

The man was unforgiving, and wanted to take advantage of his illness to kill him, and the offensive was higher and higher. Xu Xiangbei hissed wildly, the will of the god of war was suddenly activated, the scar on his chest healed quickly, and the corrosive power gradually faded under the nourishment of the will of the god of war.

Seeing the man approaching again, Xu Xiangbei cast the Heavenly Demon Flurry to dodge, and then without waiting for the man's moves to get old, he turned the defense into an attack, and launched a fighting style against the man regardless of the defense.

The man's face changed, he didn't expect this product to be so strong, Wu Gang was sealed, and he could still counterattack.

Xu Xiangbei was angry in his heart, so he was not afraid of death to launch the move that would end up together, completely giving up the defense, and looking like a mad tiger for a while, which also made the other party jealous.

However, this kind of chaotic punch was disorderly, and in the crazy random hit, Xu Xiangbei was kicked in the chest by the man and flew out upside down.

However, Xu Xiangbei was overjoyed, because after being kicked this time, the originally stagnant breath gradually got rid of the shackles.

As the vitality in his body rekindled, Xu Xiangbei's lips turned up, and he slowly stood up, looking at the man with sympathetic eyes.

The man didn't know at this moment that Xu Xiangbei had gotten rid of the sealing power, he only thought that he was a strong insider, and raised his hand at Xu Xiangbei and waved a martial art.

Xu Xiangbei stood there without moving, blocking the opponent's palm attack with his chest, but his steps did not retreat at all, and even his face remained unchanged.

The man looked at Xu Xiangbei with a smug face, and saw that Xu Xiangbei did not move at all after his palm, and his handsome face was still staring at him with a confident smile.

The man's heart screamed badly, and he retreated in a hurry, wanting to escape from Xu Xiangbei's attack range.

However, as soon as one of his feet was pumped up, in the air behind him, a phantom of Xu Xiangbei appeared, and a ferocious kick kicked him on the spine.

The man was kicked into the air and flew quickly towards the outside of the field, and there were broken bones and screams, but Xu Xiangbei was obviously not ready to let him exit the field so easily.

Xu took a ghost step to the north, and kicked the man back into the ring before he could fall outside the ring.

The man fell to the ground on all fours, his face was frightened, although he didn't know the reason, but he understood that Xu Xiangbei had cracked the corrosive power.

"I ...... wrong"

The man wanted to admit defeat, but before he could say the words of surrender, Xu Xiangbei had already flown up and kicked him in the chin, making him look for teeth all over the ground.

Xu Xiangbei looked at him and was angry, he was in the spirit of compassion, showing mercy to his subordinates everywhere, he actually used his kindness to play tricks, if it weren't for the will of the god of war to break the power of corrosion, this time maybe it would be a failure.

Seeing the man lying on the ground like a dead pig, Xu Xiangbei cast a series of ghost steps, summoning more than a dozen phantoms.

The phantoms rushed forward and kicked the man in a circle, and even bit the man fiercely.

After ten minutes of greeting, Xu Xiangbei was angry, and at this time, the man was kicked in a circle and rolled his eyes, and he was incontinent.

Xu Xiangbei squatted in front of the man, and said with a profound smile: "Are you convinced?"

The man trembled, looked at Xu Xiangbei as if he had seen the devil, and hurriedly nodded: "I was wrong, I admit defeat." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was overwhelming applause outside the venue.

This cheer and applause was won by Xu Xiangbei with his strength, although Xu Xiangbei's skin injury was still bleeding, but a triumphant smile bloomed on his face.

In the expected applause, the linesman of the black market arena walked into the ring, grabbed Xu Xiangbei's left hand, raised it in the air, and shouted excitedly: "Xu Xiangbei has achieved the task of killing 100 people, and won the honor of the arena Zhanzun Baisheng Proud King, all the Zhanzun strong, take off their hats and salute him." ”

As soon as these words were spoken, the twenty or so warriors in the arena who rushed out of nowhere turned out to be all masters of the Zhanzun realm.

Most of these people are about thirty years old, but when they looked at Xu Xiangbei, their eyes were full of admiration, and they knelt down and saluted him respectfully.

Xu Xiangbei also has the blood of a man, and he also yearns for this to become a peerless powerhouse, looking at the masters in front of him to respect him, Xu Xiangbei is full of ambition, and his dream finally set sail in the Feizhou Continent.

Not long after, the organizer of the Black Market Arena sent someone to send a jade talisman, which was engraved with ten big characters "Zhanzun Baisheng is proud of the king, Xu Xiangbei".

At the request of the organizers, Xu Xiangbei smeared the blood he shed on the jade talisman.

The blood converged along the lines of the jade talisman towards the center, flashing red, and then dyed the entire jade talisman as bright as a glow.

When Xu Xiangbei was confused, the linesman of the organizer explained: "The jade talisman has been recognized as the owner and has become your exclusive item, and no one else can use it." ”

With a pleasant smile, Xu Xiangbei put away the jade talisman, then rolled his eyes, and caught up with the injured man who wanted to slip away with a thief on his face.

The man saw Xu Xiangbei coming, his face was like ashes, he was five tuberculosis and seven injuries at this time, where was there room for resistance, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't hang on his face, he was afraid that he would kneel down and beg for mercy.

However, Xu Xiangbei did not harm him, but held his hands tightly and said: "I don't have good self-cultivation, I hit a little harder, don't mind, brother." ”

When the man saw Xu Xiangbei apologize first, not only did he not make it difficult for himself, but he looked apologetic, hurriedly got off the donkey down the slope, and vowed to be a good person in the future.

Seeing that the man knew that his mistakes could be corrected, the prodigal son turned around, Xu Xiangbei patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, and then walked out of the black market arena quickly.

The man shed tears emotionally under the watchful eyes of countless spectators, and it took a while to stop the tears, but when he reached out to wipe his tears, he was suddenly stunned, and then with a sad face, he rushed out of the arena and chased Xu Xiangbei.

On the street, Xu Xiangbei played with a sparkling silver-white light in the palm of his hand, and his cheeks were full of smug smiles.

Xu Xiangbei's battle, although it was thrilling, but he also paid a heavy price, although he unlocked the corrosive power, but it was not so comfortable to eat the palm attack of the high-level war saint.

Although Xu Xiangbei summoned the Red Scale Armor in time, there was no fracture, but it also took a little time to recover, and after returning to the Sanhe High Court, he came to a quiet lounge to recuperate.

After entering the lounge, Xu Xiangbei first spread his martial arts all over the periphery of the lounge to prevent anyone from coming in halfway to disturb him, and then sat on the ground and returned to the Yuan with his mind.

Xu Xiangbei's divine sense explored the time and space ring, took out the thunder fang, and then stabbed into the skin of his wrist without surprise.

Of course, he didn't harm himself, but when the Wu Gang in his body was frozen by the opponent before, he suddenly found that although Wu Gang's flow rate was stagnant, the Wu Gang breath in his body changed from gaseous to liquid, and gradually became more refined and intense than before.

Xu Xiangbei felt that he might have discovered a new way of cultivation, although this method might be more dangerous, but if the experiment was successful, it would open a new chapter in the history of cultivation and take an epic step.

After the thunder tooth pierced into the skin, the strange spell pattern instantly floated out and distributed on Xu Xiangbei's skin.

Xu Xiangbei was covered in electricity, his face was pale, and he almost vomited blood in discomfort.

"Ah......" Xu Xiangbei's thunder tooth effect was more powerful than that man's short sword, and in an instant, the Wu Gang in the meridians of all bodies condensed into ice cubes and froze.

The meridians were blocked, the breath was disordered, and Xu Xiangbei's body trembled as if he was suffering from typhoid fever.

"Oh my God, this corrosive force is so vicious, it seems that there will be a process of adaptation. Xu Xiangbei thought in his heart, and then endured the discomfort of devouring the soul and activated the will of the god of war.

The burst of the will of the God of War did have a relieving effect on the corrosive power, but the corrosive power of the Thunder Tooth was too intense, and it took more than twenty minutes for Xu Xiangbei to slightly gather a weak bunch of Wugang in the meridians.

Xu Xiangbei's body was tormented, but his heart was as clear as ice, and the sky was not shocked, turning his thoughts, pondering how to improve his condition.

(End of chapter)