Zhong Yang carried the black spirit stick on his back, and the runes all over his body were running rapidly, rushing into the black spirit stick, and the runes of the black spirit stick burst out, flashing with a clear light. He took a big stride, lifted the black spirit stick, and smashed it down at the approaching tiger male.

Hu Xiong was also full of talisman energy, the sword was shining, and he raised his knife to block the black spirit stick. Both of them were shocked, knowing that the other party's strength was not small.

The two weapons flicked away, and Hu Xiong swiped the blade of the knife and slashed towards Zhong Yang. Zhong Yang dodged and dodged, holding the stick reflexively, and the black spirit stick attacked like a spirit snake, slamming towards the tiger male.

Hu Xiong shouted, the runes on the sword shone brightly, and his speed increased suddenly, and he slashed towards Zhong Yang regardless of himself.

Zhong Yang was shocked, and said in his heart that this tiger male was not only ruthless to others, but also to himself. hurriedly changed the poke to lift, which was able to block the blade. With a 'poof' sound, the knife collided with the stick, making the sound of gold and iron rubbing. Zhong Yang twisted the situation and twisted towards Huxiong's arm. Huxiong drew his knife and dodged, Zhong Yang swept and was blocked by him again.

In an instant, Huxiong's eyes were cold, the knife momentum changed abruptly, and the back of the knife was close to the black spirit stick, slashing towards Zhong Yang. The blade shone with a cold light, revealing ruthlessness, and slashed towards Zhong Yang's arm.

Zhong Yang's heart tightened, his thoughts turned sharply, he suddenly let go of his right hand, suddenly turned around when the sword light slashed over, flashed the knife light, passed by Hu Xiong, and came to Hu Xiong's back. He held the stick in his left hand and stabbed it out with all his might, and the stick went in and out of the dragon, pointing at the back of the tiger's heart.

Hu Xiong knew something was wrong after being dodged by Zhong Yang, and at this time he only felt a chill behind his back, so he took advantage of the momentum to roll forward and dodge the black spirit stick, but he lost his position.

Zhong Yang seized the opportunity, pressing step by step, the black spirit stick rune light rose, and one stick after another slashed towards the tiger male. Huxiong resisted with a horizontal knife, and from time to time took advantage of Zhong Yang's return to steal a knife. Zhong Yang also had to be careful and did not dare to attack with all his might. Therefore, although Tiger Xiong lost his position, he was only slightly weaker.

"Eh, it seems that the son of Hufu is no longer good." The cultivation of the onlookers was high and low, and one of the demons said when he saw that the tiger male was at a disadvantage.

Immediately, a demon beside him said: "Don't worry, the prince of Hufu is just in a bad position, and he was temporarily suppressed by the prince of Niufu, look at it, he will be pulled back soon." ”

Sure enough, Zhong Yang attacked for a while, and when he saw that he couldn't find a flaw, he attacked twice, jumped backwards and pulled away a few positions, staring at Huxiong, holding the black spirit stick to breathe.

It is difficult to maintain a high concentration for a long time, and coupled with the decrease in physical strength after the onslaught, the offensive will inevitably weaken. Therefore, Zhong Yang can't keep attacking, in case Huxiong finds an opportunity.

Huxiong looked at Zhong Yang gloomily, and being suppressed by Zhong Yang made him feel uncomfortable. He is comparable to Zhong Yang's cultivation, but he was just a little anxious and showed his flaws before, but fortunately, he still has a solid foundation and has been prevented. Hmph, I'll let you know how good I am. He shook the blade gently, and the sword roared softly, exuding light, as if he felt the master's heart.

Under the ring, the demons were also a little excited in their hearts. Although it's just two children fighting, it's not exciting, but they bet on the two. Even at this time, there was a long queue at the entrance of the casino. For some reason, the odds offered by the casino this time are amazingly high, and if you can win, you can make a big fortune, and many demons have placed heavy bets. They looked at the object of their bet with anticipation, naturally hoping that he would win.

"Drink!"

Huxiong's eyes were cold, he shouted violently, rushed towards Zhong Yang with his knife, and when he was about to get closer, he suddenly threw up the knife and slashed towards Zhong Yang. Zhong Yang didn't take half a step back, and with the help of a stick that was longer than a knife, he raised the stick to smash it, and the last shot came first, and he was about to smash it on Huxiong. Zhong Yang's face was not happy, he knew that Huxiong would not kill himself, he would have a follow-up move, and he was cautious in his heart.

The tiger male was expressionless, and raised his left hand before the stick shadow smashed over, only to see that there was an extra golden shield on his left hand, which was engraved with a colorful tiger, with a bloody mouth and sharp fangs.

The shield blocked the black spirit stick, and Zhong Yang only felt as if he had knocked into a quagmire, his speed was sluggish, and it was difficult to withdraw it for a while. The tiger smirked, and the sword slashed towards Zhong Yang, who could not be defended.

Zhong Yang had no choice but to let go, retreating to dodge the blade, the tip of the knife slashed in front of his eyes, and he could even feel the slightest cool air on it.

The tiger male knife fell, Zhong Yang's eyes froze, and he suddenly exerted his strength, rushing forward, and instantly approached the tiger male. Huxiong was holding a weapon in both hands, and his movements were not flexible enough, so he could only watch Zhong Yang get close.

"Damn! The son of Hufu was close! Youyou couldn't help shouting, looking at his annoyed look, he knew that he had bought Huxiong and won.

There are demons who are annoyed, and naturally there are demons who are happy, and they all look forward to the victory of Niu Fu Gongzi in their hearts.

Zhong Yang clenched his hands into fists, and the talisman qi gathered on it and blasted out at Hu Xiong's chest.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Hu Xiong's mouth, and he didn't see the slightest panic. The shield in his hand suddenly disappeared, and an extra talisman appeared, which was crushed without pause!

'Boom! With a bang, the talisman qi permeated the ring, but it couldn't stop the eyes of the demons in the audience. They were surprised to see that Zhong Yang's fist was about to smash on Huxiong, but it was bounced away by a wave of light. I saw that Huxiong's figure suddenly rose a few points, and there was a halo of light around his body, exuding a faint light, looking martial and handsome.

Zhong Yang's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly retreated, taking the opportunity to pick up the black spirit stick that fell to the ground on the way, retreating to the other side of the ring, and staring at Huxiong intently.

"It's the Hercules Spirit Talisman!" The sharp-eyed demon shouted, "This spirit rune is a rare thing, the prince of the Tiger Mansion actually took it out and used it!" ”

I don't know it.,It turned out to be the Hercules spirit rune.,It is said that the strength of this talisman can skyrocket.,Crush the same level.,And form a light shield around the body.,Ordinary attacks can't break through.。 Although this thing is powerful, it is also difficult for talismans to make, so the number is extremely rare, and ordinary monks have no chance to have it.

Zhong Yang naturally knew about this talisman, he held the black spirit stick tightly, and looked at Hu Xiong, as if he was thinking about how to deal with it.

Hu Xiong didn't give him much time to think, and there seemed to be a roar between his steps, a few points faster than before, and he was in front of Zhong Yang in the blink of an eye. The sword flashed and wiped it towards Zhong Yang.

Zhong Yang's horizontal stick can block the treasure knife.

'Pedal Pedal'

The huge impact came, Zhong Yang couldn't stand it, and took a few big steps back. He felt the numbness coming from his arms, and his face became solemn.

On the south side of the martial arts training ground, there is an exquisite three-story teahouse. In the box on the third floor of the teahouse, three people sat together. In front of him was a table of eight immortals, on which several delicate foods were placed. The three of them sat upright, watching the fight in the ring, but they didn't communicate, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

They quietly watched the battle in the ring, and at this moment they saw that Huxiong had the upper hand, and finally one of them smiled and spoke, he said, "Brother Niu, I don't know if the previous bet can still be counted?" ”