As soon as Wu Fen, who was dressed as pregnant Qiao, jumped into the ring, several scorching eyes fell on him. The feeling of being stared at made Wujian extremely unhappy, and it seemed that these people were all coming for their masters. Several men with sturdy physiques and angry faces slowly approached Wuji, faintly surrounding Wujian in the middle.

The Demon Monarch sitting in the second-floor elegant seat stands glanced at Wujian with heavy eyes, the corners of his mouth pulled upward, and he chuckled: "Interesting." ”

The black-robed men standing behind him looked at each other, not knowing what the Demon Lord was laughing at, only one of them lowered his head and secretly clenched his fists.

Xue Hai hugged his fists at the last hundred participants of the martial arts tournament in the ring, and said apologetically: "Everyone, I'm really sorry! The incense sticks just ran out, and there is still the last half here, so let's make do with them!" Before everyone on the stage could speak, Xue Hai lit the half of the incense stick in his hand and threw it into the air. The timer for the last fight began, and there was only half a stick of incense.

Wu Jian moved, his figure shuttled through the crowd like a ghost, and the strong men just now had been following him closely.

A pair of jet-black ghost claws slipped out of the flawless sleeves, the claw blade of that pair of ghost claws was very sharp, the tip of the blade was slightly bent downward, revealing the spirit of the forest ghost outward, it was the seven-step soul breaking claw. Wujian leaned on one side slightly, and the seven-step Broken Soul Claw leaned back, and in an instant, the black gas was filled, and the poisonous miasma was everywhere, and the strong men who followed him saw that the situation was not good, and they suddenly dispersed, but there were still two people who were hit by this poisonous fog and collapsed in the ring, convulsing all over. In a few moments, their bodies burst open and turned into a pool of blood.

Everyone in the audience looked at the scene in front of them and exclaimed: "What kind of attack is this? It's too terrifying, isn't it?"

"This woman is using evil poison! Can you use poison in the martial arts competition?"

"If the people who watched the Demon Sect didn't step forward to stop it, it's okay! It's just that if this woman uses a few more poisonous attacks, all the people in the ring will die, how can they compete?"

"Poison attacks are only suitable for sneak attacks, and at this moment, everyone has strengthened their precautions, and that woman is not so easy to succeed. ”

“......”

Wufeng in the ring didn't hear the discussion of everyone in the ring, and he just wanted to get rid of those people as soon as possible. When the strong men saw that their companions had been killed, they looked at each other with solemn faces, and waved their weapons to attack Wu Jian in unison.

Wu Que snorted coldly, his body turned into an afterimage, the speed was several times faster than before, and he directly reached out his long claws and struck at one of the strong men, piercing a bloody hole in the chest of that strong man, and at the same time dodging to avoid the attack of another strong man. But there are too many people who are besieging him, even if he has three heads and six arms, he can't withstand the siege of so many people. Soon, there was a heavy blow to the shoulder, and he took a few steps back and crashed into someone's arms.

Wu Jian turned his head to see that behind him stood a handsome man in black, with long hair neatly tied up on the top of his head, and a strand of gray-white hair in the middle. The man stared at Wuji's eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Little girl, we meet again." ”

Wufeng frowned, he really couldn't think of where he had seen this man in black, could it be that this person knew his master? and regarded himself as his master?

"It's shameless to bully the widow so much! Little girl, these people are handed over to me!"

The man in black let out a loud shout, flew up, and slashed at the strong men with a three-foot-long sword in his hand. The blade of the sword was extremely thin, the blade was like frost, and there was an ice-blue jade bead hanging from the hilt, which emitted a faint blue light outward. Wu Jian narrowed his eyes, he recognized this sword, this sword was the Heavenly Absolute Sword that was auctioned off by a mysterious man at the auction of the Ten Thousand Souls Chamber of Commerce. The reason why it is called the Heavenly Sword is because every time you swing the sword body, you can launch three attacks at the same time, which is called one sword and three slashes, and the death is invisible!

"Boom-"

The man in black brandished the Heavenly Sword and slashed down diagonally, and three sharp sword rays swirled and slashed towards those strong men, forcing those strong men to retreat again and again, and their feet were empty, and they fell off the high platform one after another.

Wujian hugged his fist at the man in black and said, "Thank you for saving this son." ”

"Little girl, stop pretending, don't say that you are wearing a phantom feather veil to cover your face, even if you turn to ashes...... Ahem, I recognize you. The man in black said, approaching Wu Fen, and whispered in his ear, "The Nether God Monarch is watching you from the stands on the second floor!"

Wu Jian followed the gaze of the man in black and looked towards the second-floor stand, although he didn't really see it, there was indeed a man in black robe standing with his hands in his hands, looking down at him. Wu Jian complained in his heart, if the master of the heart path did not come back, he would not know how to deal with the situation in front of him.

Seeing that the half of the incense stick was about to burn out, everyone was red-eyed, and they all released their tricks, and in the ring, the sword was rushing and the sword was awe-inspiring, and Wu Jian and the man in black didn't care about the old days, and hurriedly set up their weapons to resist. But the time of this battle is too short, even if everyone fights with all their might, there are still thirty or forty people left on the stage, I am afraid that their group will not be able to decide the winner within the specified time, and all the people of the Demon Sect will be killed on the stage.

Huan Shu in the second-floor private seat stands up, a pair of eyes staring at the ring, the palm of his hand secretly lucky, pregnant Qiao once explained, the competition is not important, but we must ensure the safety of everyone, no matter what, no accident can happen.

In another private stand, the Netherworld Divine Monarch in a dark robe had his lips tightly furrowed, his bewitching red eyes flickering brightly and darkly, and he was also engrossed in staring at the situation in the ring.

"Damn! I've fallen for the thieves of the Demon Sect! In that case, I'll use my life to fulfill you!

In the ring, a big man with a naked upper body inserted the long knife in his hand into the ground, raised his head and shouted, his entire body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and a terrifying wave of qi swept away wildly, rolling dozens of people out of the ring. At the critical moment, the man in black rushed forward and protected Wujian under him, but he himself was shocked by the wave of air and broke his heart and lungs and passed out.

"This son, are you okay?" Wu Que hugged the man in black and whispered with a panicked expression.

At the last moment when the incense stick burned out, a big man chose to blow up his soul and saved some people, at this time, counting the flawless, the number of people left in the ring was exactly ten.

Wu Jian helped the man in black to stand up and slowly walked towards the stage. Although he was slightly injured, he finally completed the task for his master.