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The Mad Tiger and Dongfang Qingzhong, who both retreated, slowly stopped their bodies, and their crimson eyes revealed two murderous aura.

Today's battle was the most thorough battle since Dongfang Qingzhong entered the Purple Clan, and it was also the most tragic battle since the Mad Tiger advanced to the first rank of the Xuanwu.

No matter who wins or loses today's battle? For both of them, it was a battle to improve their cultivation. It is also a battle that symbolizes that he has become a Wuzun land-level powerhouse.

If you lose, it can only mean that your skills are not as good as others. But the winning side is bound to pay a heavy price.

If it wins, the losing side will be removed from the list from now on. Therefore, in this battle, Mad Tiger and Dongfang Qingzhong have successively used all their cultivation.

The fighting in the past and the bloody experience on the battlefield have created two bloodthirsty madmen today.

For Dongfang Qingzhong, the mad tiger has long been murderous. Ever since entering the Amazon jungle, the Mad Tiger has made up his mind to kill Dongfang Qingzhong.

This was the order of the Torture Eagle, and it was also the thought of his mad tiger. Dongfang Qingzhong can't stay, and he must not let him live.

As for the Mad Tiger, Dongfang Qingzhong did not hate it as much as he did for the Torture Eagle.

On the contrary, there is a desire between martial artists of the same level, eager to fight with them, but they don't want the other party to die in their hands so quickly.

It is to firmly control the other party's life in his own hands, and turn it as his own plaything.

This almost perverted and distorted psychology drove Dongfang Qingzhong to have a fluke mentality when he first started fighting the Mad Tiger. Trying to suppress the Mad Tiger's attack, while suppressing it, he must arouse the Mad Tiger's infinite fighting intent and start a life-and-death battle with himself.

It was driven by this distorted mentality of suppression and battle that Dongfang Qingzhong did not use all his strength to attack the Mad Tiger.

But after fighting with the Mad Tiger for hundreds of moves, Dongfang Qingzhong found that the strength of the Mad Tiger was not below him, but had a momentum higher than his own.

Therefore, after a battle just now, Dongfang Qingzhong no longer kept his hand. Almost with all his might, he tried to exterminate the mad tiger.

But Mad Tiger's performance was beyond his imagination, and at the same time, beyond his comprehension.

Every attack of his own will be invisibly turned away by the mad tiger.,At the same time as turning your own attack away.,The move is extremely sharp and then it's a flawless attack on yourself.。

After the collision between the two just now, Dongfang Qingzhong's body had been punched by the Mad Tiger no less than fifty times, and his body was already scarred.

Although the Mad Tiger also suffered its own series of attacks, the momentum of the Mad Tiger's ferocious attack was obviously much higher than his own.

Immediately, Dongfang Qingzhong no longer had any hands, and his body suddenly rushed towards the mad tiger, trying to suppress the mad tiger in terms of speed.

But the speed of the Mad Tiger is also no worse than that of Dongfang Qingzhong. At the same time that Dongfang Qingzhong flashed towards him, the iron rod in the mad tiger's hand tightened, and he swung it and smashed it towards Dongfang Qingzhong's head.

At this time, almost every move was made by the two of them, and they were almost ready to kill each other, without a trace of luck.

Master against master, speed, strength, and accuracy are all indispensable. At the same time, the ruthlessness in my heart is also the key to determining the outcome of the victory.

If you hesitate a little, you risk losing your best fighter and putting yourself in danger.

Therefore, when the two meet again, there will no longer be any luck in the battle, and there will be no more hands. Both of them used all their cultivation and burst out with unprecedented fighting intent, trying to suppress the other party to the death, in order to defeat the enemy with one move when they found that slightest opportunity for victory.

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There was another clashing sound, and the weapons in the hands of the two men collided in the air and slashed into a flash of light, stabbing deeply at the people around them who were fighting fiercely.

Jiang Qingming on the side was obviously inferior under the joint attack with Sun Dongxu and Zhang Jiajun, and his weird face added a trace of black energy. And Sun Dongxu and Zhang Jiajun were not afraid of Jiang Qingming's poisonous attack at all. Every move is a seamless match between attack and defense.

Jiang Qingming saw that he was not the opponent of Sun Dongxu and Zhang Jiajun, and gradually had the psychology of cowardice. The fist that swung at Sun Dongxu also seemed to be a little less brave, after all, he was fighting against two masters who were on par with his own skills.

Although one of them may not be his opponent alone, it is not so easy to subdue the other party.

What's more, now the other party is two people joining forces, and they cooperate quite tacitly. Every step between offense and defense is done, and there is not a single gap to allow yourself to probe into.

Therefore, Jiang Qingming has retreated in his heart now, and is ready to find the right time to slip away.

And Dongfang Qingzhong on the side was no better, he never thought that the Mad Tiger would be so strong. Even the steel knife in his hand was blasted out by the iron rod of the mad tiger.

And at the same time that the steel knife in Dongfang Qingzhong's hand was blasted out by the mad tiger's iron rod, the mad tiger's right arm immediately exerted his strength, grasped the iron rod, and smashed his huge body towards Dongfang Qingzhong's head in an overwhelming form.

Dongfang Qingzhong saw that there was no weapon in his hand, and the most important thing at the moment was to avoid the deadly stick of the mad tiger. Immediately, his left hand resolutely stretched out in front of the iron rod swung by the mad tiger, and endured the pain of being smashed off his left arm by a stick, and his right arm suddenly exerted his strength, swinging his fist and blasting into the mad tiger's left chest.

burst

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Two crisp sounds came one after the other. Dongfang Qingzhong's left arm was broken by the mad tiger, and he took five steps back and stood on the ground.

The mad tiger's lower abdomen was hit by Dongfang Qingzhong's punch, and its huge body drew an arc in the air and smashed to the ground.

The mad tiger hurriedly slammed his toes on the ground, and his body took three steps back before he could barely stabilize the figure that fell backwards. The entire movement of the two was completed in almost five seconds.

And the mad tiger didn't wait for Dongfang Qingzhong to react after taking three steps back, and the iron rod in his hand then tightened again, rushing straight towards Dongfang Qingzhong, trying to kill Dongfang Qing Zhong the moment Dongfang Qingzhong's left arm lost its strength.

The body that suddenly erupted towards Dongfang Qingzhong stepped out of the dust on the ground, and when the body was about to approach Dongfang Qingzhong, he suddenly became ruthless, and his right arm swung an iron rod and smashed it towards Dongfang Qingzhong.

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There was another bang. Dongfang Qingzhong tried to avoid the mad tiger's ferocious attack, leaning to the right and trying to smash his right fist into the mad tiger's head when the mad tiger's blow was in the air.

But Mad Tiger's reaction was completely beyond his expectations. I saw that the body of the mad tiger had first turned left before Dongfang Qingzhong's body reacted, flashing to the side of Dongfang Qingzhong. The waving iron rod did not stop for a moment, and smashed Dongfang Qingzhong's neck fiercely.

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After a violent sound, Dongfang Qingzhong spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body suddenly fell backwards. It can be seen how fierce and fierce the mad tiger's repeated attacks after this roar are.

And the mad tiger who was completely furious would leave Dongfang Qingzhong a chance to breathe. Seeing that Dongfang Qingzhong's body was still falling backwards, the mad tiger took advantage of the situation and rushed towards Dongfang Qingzhong, and the iron rod in his hand tightened again. This stick, the target is directly aimed at Dongfang Qingzhong's head.

And at this moment, No. 1, Shen Jun and others who came from behind also joined the battlefield one after another. When he saw that the Mad Tiger and Dongfang Qingzhong were fighting endlessly, the pace under No. 1's feet suddenly exerted force, and he flashed behind Dongfang Qingzhong at a strange speed, and the long knife in his hand went straight into Dongfang Qingzhong's back. At this time, the iron rod of the mad tiger had also swung towards Dongfang Qingzhong's head.

Phew

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Two muffled roars came, and No. 1's long knife directly penetrated into Dongfang Qingzhong's back, stabbing out from the front chest, and then No. 1's right foot kicked Dongfang Qingzhong's back, and the long knife was pulled out from Dongfang Qingzhong's back.

And the iron rod of the mad tiger also smashed on Dongfang Qingzhong's head with a 'bang'. With these two muffled roars, Dongfang Qingzhong's body slowly fell down and smashed to the ground.

A trace of despair flashed in the empty eyes, and there seemed to be an unwilling look in the desperate eyes.

Yes, Dongfang Qingzhong is desperate! Desperate, he died like this. He was also unwilling, unwilling that he didn't kill the Torture Eagle, and what made him even more unwilling was that he didn't die in the hands of the Torture Eagle! If he could die at the hands of the Torture Eagle, then he would not be as unwilling as he is now.

The spirit between the masters is something that ordinary martial artists will never experience. The kind of warrior mentality who is eager to meet an opponent who is equal to him, and who is eager to fight an opponent who is stronger than himself, is an emotion that ordinary martial artists will never have!

He longed to fight with the Torture Eagle, even if he would eventually lose to the Torture Eagle and die at the hands of the Torture Eagle, he would also die as he deserved, die willingly, and die blindly.

However, he was destined to die unwillingly, at the hands of the Mad Tiger.

Although the strength of the Mad Tiger exceeded his expectations, although the strength of the Mad Tiger made him use all his cultivation before he died.

However, there are still regrets in his heart. Not having a big battle with Xingying is the biggest regret of his life. It was also the battle that he, a death row prisoner who no longer cared about life and death, longed for the most before he died.

As Dongfang Qingzhong fell to the ground, the crimson in the mad tiger's eyes gradually faded. He already clearly felt that Dongfang Qingzhong had completely lost his combat effectiveness this time, and his life had come to an end.

Immediately slowed down the beating of his bloodthirsty soul, and stood opposite Dongfang Qingzhong, staring at Dongfang Qingzhong's eyes. It's like saying goodbye to the dead!

The subtle feeling between the masters is really unspeakable to outsiders! The bloodthirsty atmosphere of the decisive battle that vows to put the opponent to death and never ends in the middle of the big war. When you see that your opponent is about to die in front of you, you will feel a feeling of remembrance, which is really full of infinite complexity and extreme distortion.

And just when the mad tiger stared at Dongfang Qingzhong and gradually became hollow, slowly closed his eyes, and had an unspeakable feeling, Zhen Yu, who was fighting with the rest of the masters of the Purple Clan, suddenly flashed to Dongfang Qingzhong's side, and with a wave of his long knife, he cut off Dongfang Qingzhong's head. （http:/／）。

As the long knife in Zhen Yu's hand fell, Dongfang Qingzhong's head flew away from his neck in response. 'Whew! Phew! Phew! The blood splattered out from Dongfang Qingzhong's neck like rain in the sky.

Immediately after the head of Dongfang Qingzhong flew away, the life of the first gladiator 'Dongfang Qingzhong' also came to an end at the moment when his head flew off his neck.

Dongfang Qingzhong, a former gladiator, also disappeared from this world completely. The legend that once belonged to him can really only become a legend from this moment on

"Damn, it's up to you to be crazy now." Zhen Yu, who was almost covered in blood, rushed forward while scolding Dongfang Qingzhong, and there was a burst of crazy mending knives, slashing at Dongfang Qingzhong's body. shouted loudly while chopping: "Grass, fuck you, get up, get up and fight with your brother Yu again." ”

Lin Xifan, who came over later, saw Zhen Yu's crazy appearance, as if he was attracted, and swung his knife at Dongfang Qingzhong's severed limb and slashed at it.

The two of them shouted as if they were playing, "Grass! Lao Tzu makes you crazy and makes you crazy. Grass you fuck."

The more they slashed, the more excited they became, the more they slashed, the more energetic they became, and they let Dongfang Qingzhong's blood splash on their bodies, as if the blood was the most appropriate comfort for their souls.

No. 1 and Shen Jun on the side really couldn't stand it, so he shrugged his shoulders and flashed towards Jiang Qingming with his knife. At the moment when the two looked at each other, it seemed that there was a sentence written in their eyes: "Niang Xipi, these two boys are very promising." Very promising! ”