Zhao Yuanwu was slashed by Wang Teng and fell to the ground.

But the violent impact still made him keep going backwards.

Laugh at!

Zhao Yuanwu immediately made a decision, inserted the war knife into the ring, rubbed a burst of sparks, and took three steps back, finally stopping the trend of retreating.

Burst!

Then another mouthful of blood spurted out.

His face was extremely ugly, and he looked down at the knife marks on his chest.

This scene is so familiar, when he beheaded Han Zhu before, it was also like this, Wang Teng is using his own way to govern his body!

"Hehehe......" Zhao Yuanwu let out a low laugh from his mouth.

"It's getting more and more interesting. ”

He raised his head suddenly, looking at Wang Teng opposite, his eyes glowing with evil intent: "I underestimated you!"

Wang Teng looked at Zhao Yuanwu, his eyes flashed slightly.

This tone doesn't seem like it was said by a loser, could Zhao Yuanwu have any other means to turn the tables against the wind?

"What other means do you have, you can use all the means, I will convince you to lose. Wang Teng said lightly.

"Heh!" Zhao Yuanwu sneered: "This method was originally intended to be reserved for Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang, but now I have to use it on you first." ”

As he spoke, the red glow in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and the blood and qi all over his body were churning, like substance, and the green tendons swelled like small snakes.

"This is ......," Wang Teng frowned.

At this moment, Zhao Yuanwu's appearance was very much like he was using a special secret method to stimulate his potential.

This kind of secret method Wang Teng has understood, but basically there are extremely serious sequelae, ranging from loss of qi and blood, depletion of the Force, and the need to recuperate for a long time to recover, and the heavy one is ...... The muscles and veins are broken, and the potential is damaged, which is equivalent to cutting off the future martial arts path.

However, the greater the damage, the greater the benefits, such as being able to burst out several times of one's own strength in an instant!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The roar continued to come from Zhao Yuanwu's body, and the muscles on his body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wound on his chest was squeezed, as if it had healed and disappeared, and the blood on it was directly evaporated by the terrifying high temperature, and it disappeared in an instant.

This scene was also seen clearly by everyone on the big screen, and many people exclaimed.

Especially ordinary people, they have never seen such a situation, just now Zhao Yuanwu was slashed by Wang Teng, obviously he was already very weak, how could he suddenly feel like he had been beaten with chicken blood, and his momentum was even stronger than before, which made people feel incredible.

The narrator's voice suddenly remembered, and it was very excited: "Zhao Yuanwu has not completely failed, he seems to have used some kind of secret method, and his strength is stronger than before, can he turn defeat into victory?"

On the second floor of the audience, Zhao Zhixing, the sect leader of the Qianyuan Sect, changed his face slightly, and couldn't help but say: "Yuan Wu is too impulsive! Even if this competition is lost, there is still a resurrection match, there is no need to use the "Violent Blood Secret Method" of this sect at this time!"

"This situation is also not to blame Yuan Wu, who would have thought that Wang Teng would pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, with such a strong strength but willing to hide, how could Yuan Wu be willing to be defeated by him?" said the third elder of the Qianyuan Sect.

"Young people are inevitably competitive, Yuan Wu has been too smooth sailing over the years, and once he loses, he must be unstable. Another old man said, this person is the second elder of the Qianyuan Sect.

"There are too many geniuses and martial artists in major famous schools, not to mention Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang, this Wang Teng alone is extremely amazing, in this society, the school system is the right way, our sect is still outdated. Zhao Zhixing couldn't help but sigh.

The second elder and the third elder looked at each other silently.

In the ring.

Rumble!

A terrifying momentum erupted from Zhao Yuanwu's body.

"Give! I! Die! Come!"

Zhao Yuanwu completely broke out, rushed to the crown in anger, and rushed towards Wang Teng in great strides, stepping on the ring with heavy steps, and the ground seemed to be shaking.

In an instant, he came to Wang Teng's body and slashed down with a knife.

Laugh at!

The knife was filled with flames, burning and distorting the air, which showed the high temperature of the knife.

Wang Teng's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his knife to block, but Zhao Yuanwu was unrelenting, slashing one knife after another, forcing Wang Teng to retreat.

Bang Bang Bang!

The two knives collided, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Wang Teng clearly saw that the war knife in his hand was being cut out one by one, and even cracks appeared, and it was about to be scrapped.

"Such a fierce slash, such a crisp and neat counterattack, Zhao Yuanwu has a long knife in his hand, we can only see the afterimage, Wang Teng seems to be in a weak position, is it really about to win or lose?"

"Wang Teng's situation seems to be a little bad!" said Su Xiao, another commentator.

As soon as the words fell.

There was a sudden crisp sound on the big screen.

Click!

The next moment, everyone saw that the war knife in Wang Teng's hand was forcibly cut off by Zhao Yuanwu, shattered into piece after piece, and scattered all over the ground.

"Now it's up to you how you block it!" Zhao Yuanwu's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, and he slashed at Wang Teng, who was opening the middle door.

Many viewers couldn't help but close their eyes when they saw this.

Lin Chuhan's face turned pale, he never thought that it was a must-win situation, but there would be such an accident.

On the second floor of the audience, Peng Yuanshan's eyes were slightly open, staring closely at this scene in the ring.

Everyone held their breath and sweated for Wang Teng.

Syllable!

At that moment, a dull sound came from the ring.

It was like slashing on a thick iron plate!

But...... That's not right!

Zhao Yuanwu was stunned, looking at the extremely black giant weapon that appeared in Wang Teng's hand at some point.

Everyone also reacted and looked towards the ring.

Then their eyes couldn't help but fall on the weapon.

"What's, what is this?"

Everyone was also stunned like Zhao Yuanwu and looked at this extremely strange weapon.

Like a sword, it's huge!

How could there be such a strange weapon?

All the bells and whistles!

"It's ...... Demon Black Gold!!"

Many of the bigwig-level characters present saw the doorway of this weapon at this moment.

It turned out to be a divine soldier made of demonic black gold!!

And it's such a big piece!

Many of the bigwigs present couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and their eyes lit up.

Depend on!

It's too tyrannical!

Such a large piece of demonic black gold is enough to forge several conventional weapons, but now it has only forged the strange-looking weapon in Wang Teng's hand, which is a waste.

"Why do I think this weapon is a bit ...... Familiar?" on the second floor of the auditorium, Ye Jixing, the owner of the Polestar Martial Arts Hall, muttered to himself.

"You've forgotten the war a year ago, and that eight-armed demon general Zulz's weapon looks like this. Lei Zhenting, the owner of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, said subconsciously.

After speaking, he immediately reacted, his eyes widened, and he glanced at Ye Jixing.

"Damn, this kid snatched the weapon of the eight-armed demon general?!!"

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