036 ***, a thousand easy to take revenge!

The result of the duel between the Situ brothers was unexpected and reasonable.

As Elder Li Luotian announced the sentence loudly, Ding Yanwei walked towards the enchantment in Ding Yanxiang's worried gaze.

Ding Yanwei's opponent is named Qi Yue, and he is a member of the Three Talents.

I saw that he was bare-chested and bare-armed, and only his fists were wrapped in coarse cloth. Looking at its deeds, it is obvious that it is a horizontal journey.

Ding Yanwei saw that the other party was barehanded, and touched his head inexplicably. For a moment, in the bewildered gaze of everyone in the stands. Without saying a word, he threw the big knife in his hand at the boulder in the distance.

"Bang!", the big knife force penetrates the stone surface, such as into the scabbard.

Seeing this, Qi Yue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and arched his fist to show respect.

Both of them looked at each other with their bare hands, shouted loudly, and flew away towards each other.

Fist to fist, foot to foot, the same is the price of the two turns, the cultivation is quite, and now the fight is whose physique is stronger.

When you make a move, you make a judgment.

Qi Yue is accumulating strength under his legs, and his vitality is circulating. With a loud shout, the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves.

Ding Yanwei's left arm blocked, and with a bang, his body bent, the air waves scattered, and a spiderweb-like crack suddenly appeared under his feet.

He clenched his teeth, and Ding Yanwei's right fist smashed down, pressing down Qi Yue's rising right leg. Taking advantage of the momentum, he jumped up, like a swallow returning to the nest, and his left leg vigorously split the mountain.

Seeing the extraordinary momentum of this move, Qi Yue dodged sideways.

"Boom!"

The boulder under Qi Yue's original body took this powerful blow for him.

"Click!", the stone surface suddenly cracked, exploded in a blink of an eye, rubble flew out, and dust and smoke were everywhere.

Qi Yue, who had retreated and jumped up, placed his left arm across his forehead to block the flying rubble, his eyes fixed on the blurred figure in the dust and smoke.

Suddenly, his gaze tightened, and the dust and smoke bulged, and a figure came out through the smoke, and a straight fist blasted.

"Ahh

Qi Yue's floating body turned, and one leg swept. He broke off the trees that passed by him, and then hit the broken half of the trees with a kick.

seems to be using this to block Ding Yanwei's straight punch.

Seeing half of the tree body flying, Ding Yanwei didn't think much about it, his fist did not decrease, and directly blasted half of the tree body into pieces.

At this moment, a hand suddenly appeared from the sawdust and grabbed his arm, startling Ding Yanwei.

It turned out that just when the flying sawdust blocked Ding Yanwei's sight, Qi Yue, who was retreating, turned around.

With vitality under his feet, his body speed accelerated, and he came to Ding Yanwei, who was open and unable to freeze.

In Ding Yanwei's stunned gaze, he grabbed his arm and violently threw it into the dense forest below.

"Ding Yanwei's physical strength is good, and he has a fight with me! It's just this brain..."

"No... Not very flexible!"

Du Zichen touched his stomach and talked eloquently.

Suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind him, hesitated again and again, and in Ding Yanxiang's eyes with a knife hidden in his smile, he swallowed the "brain won't turn" that he was about to blurt out, and replaced it with a more euphemistic statement.

"Like you?"

Leng Pengfei, who has never dealt with Du Zichen, glanced at his "twists and turns" body, pursed his lips, and said that I didn't believe it.

"Don't believe me, try it!"

"I still sigh back then, but now I am full of flowers!" Ding Yanxiang squinted his eyes and said.

"What did you say!"

As soon as these words came out, Du Zichen instantly exploded.

He rolled up his sleeves and stood up to discuss with Ding Yanxiang and Leng Pengfei.

Ignoring Du Zichen's angry gaze, Leng Pengfei raised his hand and made a few meat-cutting movements, and then raised his face forty-five degrees, "Tut-tut".

"Ah! Don't stop me! I want him to know that he knows how many pounds and taels he has, and he dares to show off in front of the fat brother me!"

"Du Ze, let go of your hand!"

Du Zichen, who was about to be mad by Leng Pengfei, his eyes widened as if he was about to burst into flames, and he opened his teeth and claws, wanting to break free from Du Ze, who was hugging him.

Du Ze dragged Du Zichen with all his might, and at the same time pulled his head out of Du Zichen's waist with difficulty. His eyes motioned to Ying Sheng, who was sitting on the side watching the play, "Come and help"!

It's just that what made him "desperate" was that as soon as Ying Sheng was about to get up, he was suppressed by the four floating eyes.

Ying Sheng smiled helplessly, waved his hand and shrugged his shoulders, saying "I can't help"!

In the field.

Ding Yanwei has a pair of iron fists, straight punches, hooks, consecutive collapses, air, elbow flips, and combination punches. Its strength is better than others, its body is close to others, and its steps are surpassing.

Qi Yue's two steel legs, shadowless, sweeping, piercing, whipping, and taking off the whirlwind. Up and down, high and low correspondingly, see the seams and insert the needle, so that the enemy is invincible, and there is no escape.

I saw that the two of them abandoned their martial arts moves and routines, and they were all hard-fought confrontations.

Between the back and forth, fists and feet collided, making a muffled sound.

The fist is strong, and the legs are scattered. Everywhere he passed, he was ruined.

The two seem to have played a base... Ahem! Passion! The eyes are full of appreciation for each other, and there is a feeling of "looking for a confidant in life"!

The hard collision of fists and fists made the two of them have blue noses and swollen faces.

In the end, Qi Yue exhausted the vitality in his body and ended up, and the result was naturally that the two of them advanced together!

......

There are still three duels before Leng Pengfei plays, but Leng Pengfei is a little impatient, and the hand holding the handle of the knife is loose and tight.

Seeing this, the corners of Ying Sheng's mouth raised slightly, he knew that Leng Pengfei was not nervous, but an excitement to meet the swordsman!

Finally, after three painful ordeals.

"No. 48 Leng Pengfei vs. No. 261 Qiao Jinnan!"

Leng Pengfei walked into the enchantment of the Life and Death Platform with great expectations, but when he saw his opponent, he was greatly disappointed.

The knife is a murder weapon, and it is called the courage of a hundred soldiers.

A swordsman is also like a swordsman who has his own bones, a sword has a sword bone, a sword has a bone, and peerless swordsmen can also feel a different sword aura from their opponents.

There was a poem praising the knife and saying:

"Autumn water flies on both wrists, and ice flowers are scattered all over the body. Gently look around the limbs, and do not move the dust. Sparkling and shaking the silver sea, rolling jade wheels. The sound of the white emperor was shocked, and the light lost his youth. Murderous and gloomy, cold and crying ghosts and gods. After the dance, he returned to the purple sleeves, and Xiao Sa was full of light. ”

But Qiao Jinnan has no bones of a knife man, as rough as a villain in the market, and the knife in his hand is like a kitchen knife.

Seeing this, Leng Pengfei shook his head in disappointment.

But out of respect for the swordsman duel, Leng Pengfei still pulled out the rusty knife.

"Oh my God, can such a rusty knife kill people?"

"That's it!"

In the stands, the audience talked about the rusty knife in Leng Pengfei's hand, and was obviously not optimistic about its victory.

Seeing this, Qiao Jinnan also smiled contemptuously:

"Just your knife, let alone killing, it's hard to cut meat!"

"It's better than this kitchen knife in my hand!"

Leng Pengfei ignored Qiao Jinnan's cynicism, his eyes flashed, and the knife moved with him.

A cold light passed, and the knife was too good.

Qiao Jinnan's eyes widened, the kitchen knife slipped down, and he looked at Leng Pengfei who slowly inserted the knife into the scabbard in disbelief.

A large amount of blood poured out of Qiao Jinnan's abdomen, and he lost his breath before he could scream.

"I don't know if I can cut the meat, but it's enough to kill you!"

Leng Pengfei put away his knife like a sheath and turned to leave.

He really couldn't understand how Qiao Jinnan passed the spirit test in the outfield.

Qiao Jinnan, Qiao Jinnan, it's a good name, it's a pity!

Such a clean ending gave the spectators in the stands a slap in the face of reality.

They looked at each other speechlessly, changed the subject, and hid their embarrassment.

The battle between Leng Pengfei and Ding Yanwei made those alliances that underestimated the Money Gang secretly shocked, and they couldn't help but attach importance to this smallest alliance in their hearts, and they no longer had the contempt they once had.

As the main participants in the life and death list, the seven major leagues are also trying their best to win those fifteen seats.

The Thousand Blades Gate is the alliance with the largest number of monks among the Seven Alliances, and the sect master Qian Yi is the second in the first stage of the trial.

Qianyi's appearance is the most popular of all the monks, and he spreads his arms like an emperor who accepts the worship of his subjects.

The slightly evil countenance caused the female monks in the stands to ignore their shyness and shout again and again for "giving birth to monkeys"! The disciples of the Thousand Blades Gate also flattered them to the fullest, shouting the name of "Master of the Gate."

However, Qianyi's flamboyant appearance and the performance of the Thousand Blades Gate annoyed many male monks in the other alliances, and Du Zichen and the others showed disdain.

"No. 53 Qianyi vs. No. 256 Qiu Shaoze"

Qianyi shrugged his shoulders in boredom and yawned.

He put his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was pretending to sleep, obviously not taking Qiu Shaoze on the other side to heart.

Seeing this, Qiu Shaoze looked at Qian Yi with anger and hatred.

"Damn Qianyi, you actually look down on me!"

"Wait, I'll make you pay!"

"The competition begins!"

As Elder Li Luotian's words fell, Qiu Shaoze took the lead in attacking.

This sword goes straight to the point. Qianyi turned sideways slightly and dodged.

The swordsmanship was unleashed, and Qiu Shaoze's heart was relieved.

"I didn't expect that the once obscure swordsmanship was so smooth at this time. “

"Qianyi, Qianyi, you deserve to be unlucky!"

Qianyi's behavior was an embarrassed dodge in Qiu Shaoze's eyes. Constantly muttering in my heart, immersed in my own world. didn't realize that although his sword moves were smooth and sharp, Qianyi dodged as easily as a leisurely stroll.

As the swordsmanship continued to unfold, the moves gradually became messy and lost their original style. Sweat gradually appeared on his forehead due to the intense consumption of vitality.

The situation of the venue can be hidden from others, but it can't be hidden from the elders on the clouds.

"Qiu Shaoze's heart is trapped in a demonic obstacle, if he can't cross it, his cultivation in this life can only be limited to the Wheel Realm. “

"This Qianyi's character is quite unruly, if you don't change it, the future is worrying!"

Li Luotian said to Jin Peng beside him.

"yes!"

Above the stands.

Many viewers saw that Qianyi was forced to retreat again and again by Qiu Shaoze's sword moves, and they were very happy.

Only a few of them looked solemn and noticed something strange.

In the field.

Qian Yi looked at Qiu Shaoze, who was constantly using sword moves, and sneered in his heart: Idiot!

Gradually, Qiu Shaoze also felt that something was wrong.

"I've used so many swordsmanship, how come this Qianyi hasn't been defeated yet!"

Feeling that the supply of his own vitality was no longer as abundant as before, his divine sense probed the energy field. Immediately, the dark color was shocked, and a cool air instantly invaded the whole body.

But when he withdrew his sword move, it was too late, and the last sword move became the last straw that crushed the camel, and the exhausted energy field was cracked because it couldn't bear the consumption.

"Poof!"