"Bing Thorn, get out of the way, Haixiong hasn't lost yet!"

Jiang Xiaoyu burst into a loud cheer, which surprised the audience, and they all looked at him with an idiot-like look.

"This guy has a brain, this kind of offensive, how can Haixiong take it. ”

"That's right, he's clearly defeated, and he can't even see this, this guy won't be an acquired cultivator, right? ”

"Haha, that's right, I want to show myself in front of people, but it's self-defeating, it's really embarrassing....... ”

The person next to him looked at Jiang Xiaoyu and secretly laughed in his heart, this guy clearly doesn't understand anything, Haixiong is already doomed.

"You guys, no matter how noisy you are, be careful of Brother Qiang's fists, what my Brother Yu said is the truth. Bai Qiang shouted angrily.

His hair has not yet grown, he is still bald, and he is fierce, and this momentum has undoubtedly calmed many people who chew their tongues.

"This little brother, it's good that I didn't cultivate in vain. Jiang Xiaoyu was moved in his heart, and was about to praise him for a few words, when he heard Bai Qiang say it.

"However, even if it is the truth, it can be wrong sometimes, and this is fine, it is very reasonable. Bai Qiang smacked his lips and said.

“......”

Everyone in the audience was arguing, and the soldiers naturally didn't pay attention to it, but Jiang Xiaoyu's shout made him frown slightly.

The Great Youluo Gun is his proud martial arts, and among the innate martial arts, it can also be regarded as the top grade, once he relied on this martial arts, and even fought with the innate peak martial artists.

Haixiong, like him, is an innate high-level martial artist, how can he resist it?

As his thoughts turned, the smoke and dust in the ring gradually dissipated, but at that moment, the pupils of the soldier suddenly contracted.

In the wide ring, not to mention the figures, there are not even a hair!

Shout.

There was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and then a blue rainbow light silently stabbed at the soldier's vest.

The soldier only felt that the hairs on his body stood on end, and a cold chill crept up his back, as if he had been favored by the deadly Grim Reaper.

At the critical moment, at the moment of urgency, he quickly turned around, and then felt a pain in his chest.

On his right chest, a fist-sized hideous wound appeared, and a sweet throat erupted into a puff of blood mist.

"Hehe, you are really lucky, if it weren't for the Jiang family kid to remind you, I'm afraid you, the blood Yama, would really have to go to see Yama. "Haixiong was holding a blue sword, which was also stained with bright red blood.

"Ahem, you...... actually used a medium-grade spirit sword. The soldier covered his chest, blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and there was a touch of unwillingness on his face.

"Hehe, after all, Tianhai Sect wants to be promoted to the fourth-grade sect, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, I can still get it, speaking of which, your strength is indeed above me, but it's a pity that you were careless. Haixiong said lightly.

"So, you're really planning to kill me?" said the soldier, a frown.

"During the competition, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes, and with my strength, I want to control the medium-grade spirit weapon, which is a little reluctant. Haixiong's eyes narrowed slightly, stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked the blood on the sword, and avoided answering the question.

"Hehe, I see. There was a thoughtful glint in Bing Ting's eyes, and then he slowly lowered his arm.

"Are you going to admit defeat? If you keep fighting, your life will be gone. Haixiong reminded with "goodwill".

"Yes, I'm very belligerent, but I don't want to die, but ....... The soldier spread out his palm and looked at the blood in his palm.

"But what?" Haixiong frowned.

"But how can those who want my life be better before I die. A flash of madness flashed in the soldier's pupils.

"Blood Gun: Poisonous Dragon Strangulation!"

The soldier stabbed the blood spear, and then shook it violently, shooting towards Haixiong, and the spiritual power of his whole body was injected into it without reservation.

The blood spear broke through the air, like a bloodthirsty poisonous dragon, to avenge its master, its huge body was more than 20 zhang, covered with dragon scales, lifelike, towards Haixiong strangled and bitten.

"Hmph, dying and struggling, do you really think I don't dare to kill someone?" Haixiong's face swelled with a ruthless color, and the blue long sword in his hand let out a crisp sword groan.

"Blue Rain Sword: Slay the Dragon!"

The spirit sword in his hand was in the air, as if it was a doppelganger, and instantly turned into thousands of spirit swords, and then it was like rain falling, fighting with the poisonous dragon.

The fierce fight between the two looked at the people below who were stunned, Bai Qiang was knocked on the head of Jiang Xiaoyu with a big bag, and his eyes were also full of shock.

"Brother Yu is really right, this Haixiong has a hole card, that soldier is a man, and he can fight with Haixiong so fiercely if he is seriously injured, if he is not a person from the City Lord's Mansion, maybe he can be my brother Qiang. Bai Qiang sighed in his heart, but he didn't find that Jiang Xiaoyu was no longer in front of him.

However, although the poisonous dragon is good, the sword rain is even more powerful, after all, it is the power of a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and it is not bad that the poisonous dragon can resist for a while.

Bing Thorn gritted his teeth, with his belligerent character, how could he give up easily, he forcibly held back the dizziness in front of him, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

"Blood gun, explode!"

The blood spear has been with him for more than ten years, and it is also a low-grade spiritual weapon, and he has a very deep relationship with him, and he can't imagine that he will have a self-detonating blood spear one day.

The poisonous dragon struggled in the rain of swords, and when it heard the low shouts of the soldiers, it raised its proud head, like the soldiers, how could it bear defeat!

The surging spiritual power suddenly exploded, the poisonous dragon emitted infinite red light, and the blood spear exploded into countless fragments, that fierce spiritual power, even the innate peak martial artists, had to avoid it.

Whew!

The fragments broke through Haixiong's sword rain, making the latter a little flustered, he didn't have the courage to stab him to death.

"Damn, you madman!" Haixiong's face was extremely ugly, and he swore angrily, desperately dodging the fragments.

But there are so many fragments, how can he easily resist, his gorgeous clothes are cut by the fragments, and even the hairband has been cut off, and there is a trace of blood on his face, which looks extremely embarrassed.

But the power of the blood spear self-detonation, there will always be a time when it is gone, Haixiong's face is full of tyranny, and it was originally in his plan, but who knew that it was the martial madman who was assassinated, and he hadn't been so embarrassed for a long time.

"Since you still dare to make a move, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Haixiong's eyes showed a hideous look, and the Blue Rain Sword in his hand turned into an arc, splitting out a chilling sword light, and slashed towards the unsuspecting soldiers.

Bing Thorn slowly closed his eyes, since he had exploded the blood spear, he could also think of this consequence, the path of cultivation was already extremely difficult, but he didn't expect that the end of death would come so quickly.

The people on the field didn't dare to look at it anymore, this sword light came too fast, even the referee didn't have time to stop it, and from the referee's point of view, as long as Bing Thorn didn't admit defeat, he would regard it as the battle between the two sides continued.

"Hmph, if you dare to go against me, no one can escape, and that kid from the Jiang family, if he hadn't reminded him before, where would there be so much trouble. Hai Xiong's heart was surging with murderous intent.

Just when everyone thought that the soldier was destined to die, a black shadow flashed out and blocked the sword ......light.

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