Chapter 615: Hidden Arrows Are Hard to Defend Against

Liluo glanced at Ling Chu helplessly. But now, in the depths of Ling Chu's eyes, there was a deep sadness hidden. "So, who's going to go on stage next?" An Yu stood beside Li Bai and spoke.

"Next, the old man will try it." An Chengtian, who was in the audience, stood up and walked to the stage.

An Yu invited An Chengtian to the middle of the stage and said to everyone: "This is An Chengtian, the head of Jingchuang Palace. Which of the following heroes is willing to take the stage and compete with Ann? ”

The people in the audience looked at An Chengtian standing on the stage, and their hearts became nervous.

This person, just looking at his appearance gives people a strong sense of oppression. His eyes are not as calm as others, but seem to contain a little fierceness.

An Chengtian was naked, revealing strong and dark muscles, with three thick ropes tied diagonally on his shoulders, a black three-pronged ghost head knife tied to his back, wide pants, ropes were also tied to the trouser legs, and his head was full of braids, and he was tied up with a rope, with a dark face like a knife, and his cruel eyes scanned everyone in the audience, as if he wanted to kill everyone present.

After Fan Yuliangwen in the audience saw An Chengtian, his face became solemn. This man, although the sect has never heard of it. But this person is by no means an easy character to deal with.

After Ling Xia beside him saw Fan Yuliang's solemn expression, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, turned his face to Fan Yuliangwen and said, "Brother Wen, why do you show such an expression?" ”

After Fan Yuliangwen heard Ling Xia's words, he also turned his face, looking at Ling Xia's leisurely expression, his expression also relaxed, and said frankly: This person is by no means an easy character to deal with. “

Ling Xia smiled, "That's true. This person is vicious and makes good use of hidden weapons. If you're not careful, you'll be taken advantage of. I've fought with him and been wounded by his secret weapon. “

"Oh? And such a bad villain? Fan Yuliangwen said in surprise.

In Fan Yuliangwen's heart, people in the martial arts should pay great attention to the reputation of the sect, and they will never have the heart to use hidden weapons.

When I heard about it today, I was really disappointed in my heart.

"Doesn't anyone want to go on stage?" An Yu asked again.

Half a pillar of incense has passed, and still no one wants to go on stage.

An Chengtian suddenly saw the two people talking in the audience, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Your Highness Ling, are you willing to fight with An Mou?" “

Ling Xia was not much surprised when he heard An Chengtian call his name.

Sooner or later, the time will come.

"Since Brother An is called, it is not easy to excuse himself." Ling Xia said, stood up in a dashing manner, and walked to the stage.

Looking at Ling Xia who was standing opposite, the air around An Chengtian seemed to be burning, An Chengtian's hands were clenched into fists, and he looked at the man opposite fiercely.

An Chengruo, who came with An Chengtian in the audience, was very anxious, for fear that his brother would accidentally do something stupid.

Li Bai saw everything in his eyes. This An Chengtian seems to have some deep hatred with Ling Xia.

Beside Li Bai, Shangguan Allure's gaze also followed Ling Xia.

This person's breath is so strange. Why can't you feel his power?

"Don't come unharmed, Brother An." Ling Xia said with a smile.

An Chengtian looked at Ling Xia's hypocritical smile, and really wanted to tear Ling Xia's mouth apart.

"Don't talk nonsense." Before An Chengtian could say that An Yu had started, he attacked violently, one move after another, and stabbed straight at Ling Xia's vital point with a knife, as if he wanted to put Ling Xia to death. Ling Xia looked at An Chengtian, who was heading straight for him, stopped where he was and didn't take the initiative to attack, just carefully avoided An Chengtian's ghost head knife.

Swords are not considered powerful weapons among weapons. Although the power of the knife is unmatched, it has become a fatal point because of its shortness.

If you want to attack an enemy, you must fight in close combat.

An Chengtian pressed on Ling Xia step by step, but saw that Ling Xia was just dodging and had no intention of attacking, which angered An Chengtian even more, and the angry An Chengtian knife was fatal. An Chengruo in the audience looked at the form on the stage anxiously, distressed.

My brother is pressing like this step by step, if Ling Xia has murderous intentions, what should my brother do, no, I have to help my brother.

An Chengruo saw the opportunity, and the spider hook in the sleeve in his hand hooked Ling Xia's wrist.

Ling Xia was engrossed in watching An Chengtian to see if he had made small movements, so he was on guard everywhere, but he couldn't withstand the pair of calculating eyes in the audience.

The spider hook pierced Ling Xia's arm fiercely.

Ling Xia was in pain, his hand was weak, and the sword he was holding in his hand fell to the ground.

An Chengtian saw the opportunity and slashed at Ling Xia's head with a double-pronged ghost head knife.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ling Xia used all his internal force to dodge backwards.

Although he escaped a catastrophe, he now seems to have something strange in his body.

This secret weapon is poisonous?!!

"Despicable villain, he actually resorted to such dirty means." Ling Xia spit out a mouthful of blood, raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, raised his head and looked at An Chengtian not far away, the corner of his mouth smiled evilly, and his eyes were as cruel as hellish Shura.

"I'm just despicable, and I can't compare to your Highness Ling Xia." An Chengtian spat and looked at Ling Xia with cold eyes. It seems that if you look at it more, you will dirty your eyes.

"You forced me. An Chengtian. Ling Xia said, the surrounding air currents vibrated with it, and people in Chengde felt a trace of powerful power converging on the stage.

"You'd better not act rashly. In this way, gather internal forces, be careful of poisonous gas attacking the heart, poison death. ”

An Chengtian seemed to be bound to win in this battle, mocking Ling Xia. In this way, he openly admitted that he used a hidden weapon to hurt others.

"So what? My martial arts, it's not like you haven't seen it, just this kind of poison, you can't help me. ”

Although Ling Xia said this, he still felt the slightest strangeness on his body.

Although forcibly moving the strength of the whole body would trigger the time for the poisonous gas to work, with Ling Xia's martial arts, there was no problem in suppressing it for half a day. That's why Ling Xia has such confidence.

Ling Xia pulled out the Ice Spirit Cold Light Sword he was carrying from behind him, and everyone was surprised to see that this Ice Spirit Cold Light Sword was shining with a little light blue aura, and when Ling Xia pulled out the sword, the people around him clearly felt a trace of coldness.

"Ice Soul Cold Lightsaber! Where did you get that from? An Chengtian asked in surprise.

The Ice Spirit Cold Light Sword is one of the five rare treasures in the world, and the people in the martial arts are looking for the whereabouts of these five weapons, but they didn't expect it to be in Ling Xia, a sinister villain.

There are legends about the five treasures in the world, but only some people have heard of them, and few people have seen them. Those who have only heard it describe that the Ice Spirit Cold Light Sword is light blue all around, shining with a little blue light, and as soon as it comes out of the scabbard, it will make people feel a slight chill.

"The dead do not deserve to know where it came from." Ling Xia's eyes flashed with cruelty, and his tone was as cold as winter.

Whoever sins against himself can only die. Ling Xia gathered the aura of his whole body into his hand, and the Ice Spirit Cold Light Sword in his hand seemed to feel the powerful power that was constantly transmitting, and he also began to tremble excitedly.