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The other party spat out a mouthful of blood, this was a person Qin Gang had never seen before.

He fell to the ground and quickly closed his unwilling eyes.

At this time, Qin Gang's appearance was also very embarrassed.

He was covered with wounds, and his clothes were stained with blood, some of which were his own, and many more were someone else's.

At this time, Qin Gang was panting, the fight just now lasted for a long time, and his true qi was almost emptied.

Killing a person he didn't know and had no grudges, Qin Gang always felt that it was not a taste.

He hated the feeling.

However, this did not affect him in the slightest to use every trace of straightness in the dantian to kill his opponent, because this was the only chance to survive.

After successfully killing the opponent, the suppressed feeling spurted out again.

A sense of pity, Qin Gang hated this feeling.

But some feelings always arise involuntarily, and many very benevolent people hate this themselves.

This is a natural feeling, Qin Gang wants to change, and becoming ruthless is what he wants.

Seeing the cheers and scolding of the "superior people" below, this sense of disgust is even stronger.

Mercy has another name, which is called the kindness of a woman, indecision.

This is a human characteristic.

Qin Gang didn't realize this now, but wanted to change it.

In this battle of life and death, Qin Gang is wholeheartedly devoted, this feeling of preoccupation, the realm of almost forgetting himself, has never been produced before.

This can be said to be Qin Gang's first real battle, and in the eyes of others, it is polite to describe Qin Gang's combat effectiveness with mediocre performance.

In fact, the strength of the two is not on the same level, and the other party's aura is obviously weaker than him.

Qin Gang's inner family true qi far surpassed that of the other party, but he was still restrained everywhere in the fight, if it weren't for Qin Gang's rough skin and thick flesh, he might have fallen.

But I don't want to forget, there was no sneak attack, no accident, no carelessness of the opponent, this was a dignified frontal battle, the first battle.

Win!

But there is nothing to boast about in defeating an opponent who is not strong, but it is still very difficult to overcome.

The person in charge of registering the immortal cultivator didn't understand the situation and was very dissatisfied with this result, so he was not optimistic about Qin Gang in the future.

The rest of the game can be closely related to his interests.

Looking at Qin Gang with an expressionless face, if he had the heart to observe, he would find that his mood fluctuated greatly at the moment.

Chongbao has been pressed on this person with little hope, and no one will be calm.

"You know that the result of losing is death, right?" said the Immortal Cultivator at the registration office in a chilling tone.

Qin Gang looked at him, his eyes did not evade

"Okay, Qin Gang, it seems that he is not a person without guts. ”

He actually knew the name of my cricket, Qin Gang thought to himself, but his cricket really didn't know his name.

Does the cricket need to know the name of its owner?

Don't!

In the future, I will definitely let you taste the taste of being a cricket. Qin Gang looked at him again and engraved his characteristics into his heart, so that he could settle accounts with him in the future.

A small bottle was thrown over, and when the cap was opened, a smell of medicine came to my nose. This is applied externally, and in the secular world, it is a healing elixir.

This is a small accident, if you think about it, it is not difficult to understand, after all, the treasure is pressed on him, so he naturally has to take care of it.

If it weren't for the strict examination before each competition, if it was found that the elixir had been taken, it would be disqualified, and the person who pressed the treasure would not only have no face but also could not gain a foothold in this place.

No, there must be many pills that will be used on these martial artists, because this event is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more spirit stones to bet on, and it seems that there are higher-order immortal cultivators participating.

There is a duel every day, and the premise is that Qin Gang is alive and in the best condition to face the ......

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An old man in white who exuded a powerful aura all over his body was in front of Qin Gang, his clothes and beard moving with the wind, quite a breath of fairy wind and bones.

Those who don't know still think it's an immortal cultivator.

The person in front of him is also a master of the inner family, a person who was much stronger than the one he barely defeated last time.

Will he lose? Qin Gang thought that if he lost, in the world, Qin Gang, who was not living a satisfactory life, would not feel too much and would not sink because of this.

His previous life can be summed up as a life of "losing".

Don't be disdainful of Qin Gang because of this, this is the real him!

But if the result of losing is death, Qin Gang, who has not experienced a wonderful life in the world, let alone in the world of cultivating immortals, will never let the loss happen, and must do his best to every trace of true qi in his body.

Not being afraid of losing is also a kind of courage.

The second time I met such a strong person, I don't know what kind of luck it was.

"Young man, the old man Yunchuan Guoben thunder hand Li Da. Tell me your name. The old man was very polite, and from this kind of speech revealed a kind of self-confidence that he was bound to achieve, but this confidence was not unpleasant.

"Song Guo Qin Gang, an unknown person. Qin Gang also returned the courtesy.

"What are you sneering, old man, if you win nine times in a row, you really think you're a character?" In the stands below, a bearded man shouted impatiently, it seemed that it was his trainer, the same as Qin Gang's immortal cultivator.

Immediately, some of the immortal cultivators below also showed some impatient expressions, these immortal cultivators were all betting, eager to wait for the results, and preferred to watch this bloody process.

The game is still played underground, but it has been decorated and it can be described as brightly lit underground.

Dozens of night pearls are inlaid on the rock wall painted with handsome and romantic immortal figures, and the place ten miles below this big mountain seems to be daylight.

This bloody slaughterhouse is decorated with extraordinary elegance.

Qin Gang's odds are ten to one, that is, if Qin Gang wins, if Qin Gang wins, he can get ten spirit stones, which is equivalent to earning nine times.

It fully shows that those who are bankers do not think that he has the possibility of winning at all, and as a martial artist, this is an insulting odds.

If I can bet, I guess I won't press myself, feeling the aura emanating from the other party, Qin Gang, who is also a master of the inner family, thought bitterly.

The two were still at a stalemate, and the immortal cultivators who were in a circle below began to shout and boo.

Qin Gang didn't care, he glanced at it, and found that there were one or two people dressed like mortals outside the staff, shouting blindly. Even followed by two subordinate immortal cultivators.

In the immortal cultivation world that discriminates against mortals, there are actually immortal cultivators as mortal bodyguards, what a magical immortal cultivation world!

Look at the white-bearded old man again.

Obviously, he is used to being a superior person, although he has been in the world of immortal cultivators for a long time, facing a group of immortal cultivators watching monkey shows, he still can't help but leak a trace of angry expression.

This feeling of enslavement is unbearable, but it has to be endured, so even this highly cultivated person can hardly suppress his anger completely.

But reality forces that two innocent people must fight to the death, and there are a bunch of boring spectators as witnesses.

After saying "offended", there were countless sounds of palm wind, and the huge stones on the mine wall were knocked down, and the true qi was instantly released, fortunately, Qin Gang's reaction was also very fast, and at a speed that he himself did not expect, he dodged the seemingly unavoidable palm.

If there is a trace of slowness, it is not a boulder that falls, but himself, and it will definitely become a pile of meat puree.

It's dangerous!

Rubbed shoulders with Lord Yama again.

Although whether it is the mortal world or the world of cultivating immortals, or Qin Gang has always been mixed at the bottom, the belief that he will not live an ordinary life is deeply rooted in his psychology.

The third time I saw that my name was not on the list of merits, at that moment of extreme loss, this belief was not shaken in the slightest.

Seeing that the palm that was bound to kill him was about to fall on his body, I don't know whether it was with a strong instinct for survival or with that persistent belief that he miraculously escaped.

Once again, this belief has been reinforced.

Heaven has made me appear, and I will not die without a name, without nothing, without a strong dissatisfaction with myself.

Damn, I won't die, immortal cultivators seek immortality, don't hang death around all day long.

Looking at the almost invincible enemy, and looking at the immortal cultivators below who were shouting vigorously, they narrowly dodged this fatal blow.

Many people scolded, how could they not kill Qin Gang with such a good opportunity, otherwise they could have received the spirit stone immediately.

A small number of people were so excited that they danced, it seems that Qin Gang is still a little level, maybe he can really have unexpected gains.

At this moment, Qin Gang instead aroused endless battle intent, and at this moment, he himself not only seemed to have improved his mood and strength, but also seemed to have risen to a higher level.

After a round of competition just now, both of them stood still.

The two began to circle around the narrow arena, staring at each other. The old man no longer strikes first, and now he needs to recover some internal strength.

Neither of them used weapons, and Lingwu was running fast to keep him in the best shape.

Qin Gang knew that this stalemate was not good for him, but Lingwu Duel didn't have a single move against the enemy, and once he made the first move, he might be killed in an instant.

In the end, the old man still shot first.

It's a strong palm wind again.

Each palm is very fast, and as soon as it comes out, it forms a continuous ghost. The force was very strong, and the surrounding spirit stone mines kept falling from the wall.

The hateful thing is that it is still very continuous, and such a strong attack has not weakened, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

Qin Gang struggled to deal with the old man's increasingly aggressive attacks.

It seems that this old man has an overwhelming advantage, Qin Gang has been pressed and beaten from the beginning, and he has almost no power to fight back.

This scene, maybe only the two people who are in a life-and-death struggle know, now that Qin Gang has been beaten from the early stage, he is only a trace away from death, and now he has the strength to fight back, but he is still looking for an opportunity.

Qin Gang relied on his extremely strong defense and good speed, and he maneuvered around him.

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