The bloody aura filled the audience, and Li Wuding didn't have time to fight back, and the sword light was in front of him.

Run——!

This is the only thing he can do at the moment!

Xue Yuyan was surprised to see that Li Wuding didn't seem to have any spells, and he spread his feet and ran to the side, taking out things from the storage ring as he ran.

"Hasn't he practiced a little spell, how can he run without any technical content?" Xue Yuyan came up with a strange thought.

Li Wuding's cultivation is not high, but he has a lot of true qi, and he runs desperately, his speed is still okay, and he barely rushed out of the storm of blood-colored blades, and his body is already covered with Dao knife marks, his clothes are ragged, his hair is scattered, and he is indescribably embarrassed.

"Hahaha——, run away, I'll see where you are fleeing!" Qian Long's wild laughter came from behind, which was simply unscrupulous.

The first attack made Li Wuding hold his head and run away, Qian Long was ecstatic, these blood blades are all made of special secret methods, between the spirit and the entity, fluttering and weird, as long as it is entangled, it will be like a maggot on the tarsal bone, only the end of being consumed alive, today he burned the essence of blood, it will definitely cause him to cultivate to a great fall, if he can't defeat Li Wuding, he will lose a lot.

But in order to let out this evil breath, he couldn't control it so much, and the blood blade and sword rain turned around in the air under the control of his divine thoughts, and continued to sweep towards Li Wuding.

Li Wuding panted and looked back, and a series of coordinates suddenly flashed in his mind: attack point-X126Y64Z96-X166Y75Z86...... , the coordinates and trajectory of each blood blade are clearly marked in the form of three-dimensional coordinates.

There, that's what he's going to target......

Left-handed shotgun, right-handed machine gun, fire......

"Tutu Tutu Tutu" ran and jumped at the same time, and for a while, it was very lively.

"Boom" Countless blood mist suddenly exploded in the air, and the shadow of the knife was shattered by the bullets.

"Ah——!" It seemed that fireworks suddenly exploded in the blood, and Qian Long let out a terrible scream.

The thousand-handed blood blade was his natal magic weapon, and when the magic weapon was destroyed, it was like a dantian that directly bombarded him, and the huge pain made him tremble, his face distorted, and he was miserable.

The faces of the people who eat melons have changed greatly, and everyone's hearts have risen to their throats.

Nima!

Qian Dashao was still chasing this kid all over the ground just now, why did the plot reverse like this?

Is there a bit of consistency?

Is it a fake fight?

In the roar, as the last blood blade in the sky was shattered, Qian Long's body stiffened, but a muffled sound like firecrackers suddenly sounded in his body, and the green mist surrounding his body immediately collapsed and shattered, and his body collapsed like a broken sack, spitting blood.

Li Wuding watched from a distance, his eyes were full of suspicion, I haven't done anything to him yet, it has become like this, is it a bitter trick to lure me forward?

If Qian Long knew his thoughts, he would definitely scold: Bitter meat, you are paralyzed, Lao Tzu's natal magic weapon is destroyed, people are about to hang, and there is bullshit to perform bitter meat tricks!

With the last miserable scream, Qian Long finally lay on the ground like a dead dog, with more air out and less air in.

There was silence in the audience, and the pin drop could be heard!

"He won......" A weak voice suddenly sounded, and I don't know who made it.

Even the referee teacher was shocked, what kind of magic weapon is this, why is it so terrifying?!

Not only did he crush the Thousand Hands Blood Blade, but he even bombarded the defensive magic circle of the field with the remaining strength, and several large holes were blown out of the roof part, if the bombardment continued, the entire magic circle would probably collapse.

You know, this is a magic circle built according to the attack power of the monks in the late stage of the Yudan!

It's not like a performance, Li Wuding confirmed again.

The muzzle of the smoking gun was pointed at Qian Long on the ground, Li Wuding approached step by step and kicked it with his foot.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Qian Dashao raised his hands with difficulty and said tremblingly.

He couldn't help admitting defeat, at this time, as long as Li Wuding came again, he would become scum.

Face is precious, and life is even more valuable!

Qian Dashao made a wise choice decisively.

From the time he released the trapped dragon rope to the final destruction of the natal magic weapon Thousand Hands Blood Blade, it only took a dozen breaths before and after, but he also saw Li Wuding's cultivation clearly, that is, he was a third-level Qi cultivator, and it was not worth mentioning in his eyes at all.

However, the opponent's magic weapon is powerful!

Thanks to the fact that he is still the president of the magic weapon branch, he has never seen or heard of these powerful and terrifying magic weapons, but after only three or two clicks, they will fail miserably, and this special shame will be thrown into the North Sea!

"Admit defeat, do we want to cash in the lottery just now?" Li Wuding's true colors of slamming the door were fully revealed, ignoring the miserable Qian Long, he immediately wanted to cash in on the benefits.

"It should be, it should be!" Qian Long stood up reluctantly, took out a thousand spirit stones, and handed them to Li Wuding.

Li Wuding took the spirit stone, counted it carefully, and immediately nodded with satisfaction.

Li Wuding's appearance of counting money was very wealthy, which made Qian Long despise it for a while, this mountain goods, such a small amount of money is cherished like this, but when he thought that he was defeated by the mountain goods, his heart was even more depressed.

"Then, the title of the president of the Magic Weapon Branch ......," Li Wuding said indifferently.

"Let's handle it right away, handle it right away!" Qian Long nodded incessantly, looking like a good baby.

Walking out of the martial arts arena, the disgraced Qian Long announced in public: "From now on, Monk Li Wuding will serve as the president of the Royal Cultivation Academy Branch of the Magic Weapon Guild, and if you have any objections, you can challenge him within three days." ”

After a brief silence, everyone spoke.

"No objections, no objections!"

"Under the leadership of President Li, the Magic Instrument Branch of the Academy will forge ahead, bravely climb new heights, and create more brilliance!"

"We fully support it, if anyone is not convinced, they will pass my Wang Tiezhu first!"

......

Totally one-sided support.

Challenges, jokes!

Don't want to live anymore?

Didn't you see the tragic situation of President Qian just now? Who can be stronger than him?

Li Wuding felt a little in a trance, he couldn't even enter the student union in his original school, but he became a president here!

It's incredible to think about.

The big husband has to take it seriously, since it is sent to the door, just do it!

"Since everyone has recommended it, I will be disrespectful!" Li Wuding arched his hand, "I will be my own brother in the future, I will make a statement, everyone will eat meat, everyone will drink wine, everything depends on the action!"

These words are full of emotion, this is his experience at the junction of the three provinces, if you want to be the boss, ability is one thing, and more importantly, it is necessary to benefit the big guys, without the binding of interests, the boss will not be able to do it for a long time!

"Okay, thank you, President, we're with President!"

For a while, there are such a capable and bold boss, who doesn't want to follow?