"Xiao Hang repelled that Wen He, Wen He is about to fall into the ring."

"Alas"

"It's a pity that Wen He was rescued by the Indian God Emperor, otherwise Wen He would have fallen into the ring, and Xiao Hang would have almost won nine times out of ten."

These female disciples watched Gao Yu Chao one after another, even more excited than Xiao Hang on the stage, occasionally screaming one by one, very nervous about the game on the stage, for fear that Xiao Hang would accidentally lose. After all, the Indian God Emperor and Wen He are all cunning as foxes.

"It's still Xiao Hang who is powerful, facing the Indian God Emperor and Wen He alone, and he actually knocked them both back. But why did he take the initiative to attack now, it was not a good thing for him, if the Indian God Emperor used that chain to restrain him again, he would be in danger. ”

"You must not lose, Xiao Hang must be careful."

Compared to Xiao Hang, these female disciples were even more worried.

It's just that their worries are too much.

The Indian God Emperor really wanted to repeat his old tricks, and he roared: "Brother Wenhe, I will use chains to limit his attack, you try to find opportunities, do not show any flaws, kill him with one fatal move." ”

When these words fell, he suddenly pulled the chain in his hand and pounced directly towards Xiao Hang.

Facing this chain, the corners of Xiao Hang's mouth curled, and without saying a word, he didn't use the stone lock sword to resist, but stabbed the enemy sword in his hand fiercely on the chain.

The Indian God Emperor laughed out loud in surprise when he saw that Xiao Hang had thrown himself into the net. Pulling the chain fiercely, he wrapped around Xiao Hang's enemy sword, and then snorted coldly: "Wen He, do it quickly." ”

It's just that as soon as his words fell, he suddenly saw Xiao Hang's sneering expression.

Xiao Hang seemed to deliberately let the enemy's sword be entangled in chains, and when Wen He suddenly attacked, he swung his stone lock sword fiercely, and Wen He was scared into a cold sweat, so he could only retreat and look for another opportunity.

It was also this gap that Xiao Hang pulled the chain fiercely, intending to pull the Indian God Emperor towards him.

The Indian God Emperor felt the tremendous force from Xiao Hang's body and was shocked.

His strength is far inferior to Xiao Hang, Xiao Hang's physique is much stronger than him, if his physique is similar to Xiao Hang, he will not come here to play the idea of Qingjue. His physique is weak, and his age is not as young as Xiao Hang, Xiao Hang is the age of his blood and strength, and his explosive power is much stronger than him.

As soon as the other party pulled the chain, he couldn't control it, and pounced directly in the direction of Xiao Hang.

It was also at this time that the enemy sword in Xiao Hang's hand broke through the chain and stabbed towards the heart of the Indian God Emperor who rushed towards him.

"Oops." The Indian God Emperor set off a storm in his heart, and his eyes showed a look of fear.

He hurried to throw the chains away, or his life would be in danger.

But even if he threw away the chain now, it seemed to be too late, and Xiao Hang's sword of defeat was already close to him.

"Zheng"

It was only at the most critical moment that Wen He suddenly stepped in, holding the eagle claw knife in his hand, resisting Xiao Hang's deadly attack, and it could be regarded as saving the Indian God Emperor.

This made the Indian God Emperor breathe a sigh of relief, he was almost killed by Xiao Hang, but he didn't expect to be able to save a small life now.

But the thought just fell to him

"Naive." Xiao Hang sneered, and then, the stone lock sword didn't know when it came to him, and went straight to Wen He.

Wen He was able to protect the Indian God Emperor, and he was already full of flaws, and now where is the strength left to parry Xiao Hang's stone lock sword.

"Bang"

After a terrible sound, Wen He's whole person was knocked out. The great power of the Stone Lock Sword was completely beaten out, and Wen He was hit hard by the Stone Lock Sword.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood spat out of Wen He's mouth and splattered in the ring, looking shocking.

"Smack"

Wen He landed heavily and barely rolled out of the ring, but the situation was also critical. His physique is very poor, he was smashed on his body by Xiao Hang's stone lock sword, and now his head is already black, and it is a fluke that he did not pass out.

Now the residual consciousness made Wen He understand that if he remained in the ring, he was afraid that he would definitely die.

Compared with the Qing Jue, Wen He still feels that his life is more important. Now that he has no strength to fight again, Wen He can only control his last strength and roll out of the ring.

This made the female disciples of the Shangqing Palace who were watching the battle around couldn't help but laugh one by one.

"This Wen He is smart, he knows that he is staying on the stage, and he is unlucky, so he will get down."

"Now the Indian God Emperor is embarrassed, he and Wen He couldn't fight Xiao Hang together, but now he is the only one left to fight Xiao Hang, and there is no chance of winning at all."

"Look at the expression of the Indian God Emperor, his face is dark, and he even wants to jump off the stage himself."

"But Xiao Hang didn't make him jump off the stage so easily."

Indeed, Wen He can't get out of the ring, Xiao Hang doesn't care, he has no killing intent towards Wen He. It's just that if the Indian God Emperor wants to leave, it's not so easy.

Now that the Indian God Emperor saw that Wen He's remaining consciousness was controlled, he rolled off the stage, and when he stopped fighting, he wanted to scold Wen He angrily, this person simply didn't talk about it at all, seeing that the timing was not right, he slipped away directly, and he didn't care about himself at all.

Now that he is facing Xiao Hang alone, how can he have a chance of winning, so he can only smile awkwardly: "Xiao Hang, in fact, our grudges are just misunderstandings, the hatred between the two of us is not very deep, and anything can be resolved." As long as you let me go today, I promise to make amends to you personally until you are satisfied. ”

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Now the Indian God Emperor completely lost his old face, and lowered his head to make amends to Xiao Hang.

This made the female disciple next to him feel relieved for a while, didn't you still clamore for joining forces to deal with Xiao Hang at the beginning, but now you are obediently making amends.

"You can't let him go."

"Don't plan to leave when you come to Shangqing Palace, this Indian God Emperor is not a good thing, he has come to Huaxia Country repeatedly, if it weren't for the palace master, he would probably be even more unscrupulous."

These female disciples obviously don't have a good impression of foreign masters.

Xiao Hang naturally didn't intend to let go of the Indian God Emperor, he smiled lightly and said: "Oh, just until I'm satisfied, then tell me, what can you give me that can satisfy me."

The Indian god emperor smiled and said, "It's easy to say anything, it's easy to say anything." ”

"If you don't say, how do I know where your sincerity is, if I don't know where your sincerity is, then we'd better do it." Xiao Hang said in a cold voice.

"Don't, don't." The Indian God Emperor was in a cold sweat: "I will give you all my savings over the years, as well as the ancient martial arts of your Huaxia Kingdom that I have scavenged, the secrets of the inner family boxing in the ancient period, and so on." As long as you want, I'll give it to you. ”