Seeing this obsidian sword, the Ghost King's deep pupils shrank timidly! He could never forget that in the bamboo forest on the shore of Muxiu Blue Moon Lake, Phantom Night stabbed him in the abdomen with this sword. Although the wound had long since healed, the piercing pain at that time was still fresh in his memory, and the sword scar on his abdomen, no matter how much he used the spirit of the living soul to treat, he couldn't get rid of it! This is a great humiliation for him who loves beauty!

When the audience was frightened by the magical light of the obsidian sword, Phantom Night's figure flashed, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed to the ghost king, brandished the obsidian sword, and slashed down at the ghost king.

The Ghost King hurriedly jumped backwards to avoid it. Before he could stand still, the phantom night was already in his shadow, and the blade swept across his throat. In desperation, the Ghost King stretched out two fingers of his right hand to clamp the blade of the sword, and the blade stopped less than an inch from his throat.

However, the finger that touched Excalibur seemed to be stained with strong acid and began to melt "sizzle"! Seeing that the skin and flesh were all turned into Bai Sensen's finger bones, the ghost king was shocked, and he knew that this sword could not be touched at all! Hurriedly pulled out the sword and jumped out of the three zhang in a sideways leap.

Phantom Night took advantage of the victory to pursue, and elbowed his sword and stabbed the heart of the ghost king! The Ghost King dodged sideways again. Phantom Night swords after swords, not giving the ghost king a chance to breathe. His sword is fast, accurate, and ruthless! The eyes can't catch it at all, don't say that you have to count how many swords have been produced! Except for the demons and monsters with particularly strong demonic power who can see clearly, ordinary viewers only see a cloud of colorful light and shadow dancing.

In order to take care of the visual enjoyment of the audience, the video is slowed down at one-eighth the speed of the large display screen. Everyone finally saw the situation of the martial arts.

But seeing that the phantom night is as cold as a star, and the sword is like a god, there is no distraction between the minds, there is no fancy superfluous movements, one move and one style, all of which are to use the simplest actions to swing the blade to the enemy at the shortest distance.

And the Ghost King, always when the obsidian sword is close to touching him, uses a strange angle and figure to avoid deadly attacks. Due to the speed of the Phantom Night's sword, the Ghost King had no time to use that treacherous illusion.

As time goes on, the time gap between the playback and the actual battle on the spot becomes larger and larger.

At this time, all the swords and swords on the battlefield disappeared in an instant! The Ghost King and Phantom Night suddenly separated, each jumping out three feet back.

Everyone held their breath and looked at it in amazement! A black remnant cloth fell from mid-air, like a withered leaf, lying quietly in the middle of the battlefield. The audience recognizes that this fabric is the clothes on the ghost king's body, could it be that the phantom night slashed the ghost king?

Looking at the ghost king again, a piece of the right sleeve was obviously missing, and there was a bloody sword mark on the upper right arm. The blood kept dripping on the stone slabs of the battlefield, like a clear spring on the stone.

Sure enough, the Ghost King was slashed by the sword of the Phantom Night!

At this moment, the flesh of the Ghost King's left hand gradually turned into white bones in the blackened smoke......

The Ghost King glared at Phantom Night with anger on his face, his teeth rattling. He didn't seem to believe the fact that Phantom Night could hurt him. The calm and elegant posture just now is gone.

"Well done!" Xiaobai and Amy clapped each other in unison and cheered in unison. The black-skinned demons shouted in unison to cheer for the phantom night.

"The hosts! What are you still stunned about! Kill the Ghost King! Seeing that Phantom Night and the Ghost King were still looking at each other, no one took action, so he couldn't help but call out anxiously. Then I looked at my master carefully, and I was shocked!

Phantom Night's right hand was still holding the Black Sword Sword, but his left hand was covering his heart. Beads of sweat dripping down his pale cheeks, his lips pursed tightly, and without spitting out a word, blood was slowly oozing out of his mouth. Suddenly, he couldn't hold back the blood in his throat, so he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and began to gasp for breath, and his face turned white and blue.

At this time, the duel on the battlefield is paused, and the replay on the display is in full swing!

It turned out that the figure flying in the phantom night used five consecutive swords to the ghost king, which was dazzled faster than the previous attack, forcing the ghost king to hide, and after avoiding the first three swords dangerously, the fourth sword cut off a sleeve, and the fifth sword slashed to the ghost king's upper right arm! Phantom Night pressed the sword down with all his might, and the blade of the sword sank into the flesh for three points, and it seemed that he was about to cut off the entire arm of the Ghost King. The Ghost King used an incredible move at this time!

The ghost king suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the blade of the obsidian sword, Phantom Night was surprised and tried his best to pull the sword back, the hand of the Ghost King was firmly locked like an iron claw, and he pulled it back violently, and Phantom Night, who was holding the hilt of the sword, was pulled over by him with a sword!

The Ghost King hurriedly raised his palm and struck the heart of Phantom Night! However, the hand that grabbed the sword was burned by the righteousness of the sword, and it was ossifying little by little, so the two people who were injured at the same time jumped back in the middle of the qi, and then there was a picture of the confrontation now.

"It looks like both players are injured. Since no one has fallen first, it is uncertain who will win. The confrontation just now was so exciting! Why don't we ask a special Mr. Dwarf Melon to comment? The host Milan nervously commented in the room, throwing the topic to the guest commentator Mr. Short Gua, who had been sitting in the judges' seat watching the game but was silent.

Mr. Short Melon commented authentically: "The Ghost King player only suffered skin injuries, while the Phantom Night player obviously suffered serious internal injuries. It seems that the obsidian sword is the secret weapon of the Phantom Night player, and the Ghost King player is the all-out attack of the Phantom Night player who makes the sword with his bare hands, so in this competition, for the time being, the Ghost King player has the upper hand. However, the Excalibur held by Phantom Night is extraordinary, and it has amazing demonic power and speed, and it is not easy for the Ghost King to win. ”

Such a three-point analysis made everyone present suddenly realize.

Milan understood what Mr. Shortmelon meant that the ghost king players had not done their best. It seems that the pressure of the Phantom Night players is relatively high, I don't know if he has any behind! Milan raised the microphone and continued Mr. Shorty's words. One of the two was in the arena and the other was outside the arena, as if they were singing double reeds.

"Hmph, that's long-winded!" The Ghost King's cold eyes swept over Milan's face. He hates to watch the twittering comments when he is fighting against others, so Dieyi, Yingwu and Yi Feng, who are well aware of the temperament of the ghost king, took the initiative to withdraw from the game, so after three games, the ghost king won all without a fight. In fact, it's not a big deal to occasionally cut a few tricks with loyal subordinates, it's just that the ghost king doesn't want to show up and be talked about.

Milan immediately felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, with an embarrassed sweaty smile on his face, and said aggrievedly: Ghost King player, this is my job! Besides, since you don't want others to talk about you, don't talk about others! In the game between the Phantom Night players and Gibb, you uncover other people's scars...... That Phantom Night Player is really, at a young age, how did he offend so many people? It's like no one can get along with him...... Alas!

Although he didn't like the ghost king very much, the host was the host and he had to maintain a neutral attitude, so he had to endure his dissatisfaction. Continue to stand on the battlefield and preside over the work.