In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, the two tigers condensed by the Northern Hell Monarch Evil used the strength of the real Huang Xuan Intermediate Rank.

By the time Wu Duofeng felt the pain in his hands, the two tigers had already bitten his hands firmly in their mouths.

Everyone thought that Wu Duofeng had no power to resist, but a dramatic scene appeared.

The two tigers biting Wu Duofeng gradually became transparent, and then disappeared, obviously caused by a lack of spiritual power.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Lingyun Sect in the audience all thought that there was nothing they could do about the Northern Immortal Monarch Evil, and immediately shouted, "Senior Brother Wu, come on!"

"Senior Brother Wu, you will win!"

Xuanyuan Zeyu, Jian Mingxu and the others frowned, their eyes full of worry.

Murong Yue stared at Wu Duofeng's hands, as if there was something strange, others didn't know the strength of the Northern Immortal Monarch, she was indeed clear, how the spirit beast condensed by Huang Xuan's mid-level strength could be easily dissolved.

At this moment, Wu Duofeng clenched his fists, and the spiritual power in his hand surged to attack the Northern Immortal Monarch Evil.

Although he also faintly felt that something was wrong, the chanting of the disciples of the Lingyun Sect in the audience always made him a little fluttery, so he gathered all his spiritual power and prepared to condense the strongest blow to the Northern Hades Monarch Evil, if it didn't work, it would be regarded as the brilliance of losing.

A knife is stronger than his own strength, and outsiders only feel that something is faintly wrong, but Wu Duofeng really feels the power of this knife.

He has also used this Shuofeng Knife Second Form many times, and even when he is full of energy, he can't use it less than half the strength in front of him.

Seeing that the second form of the Shuofeng Knife was attacking towards the Northern Underworld Monarch Evil, Wu Duofeng couldn't help but be secretly frightened, but he didn't plan to remind the Northern Immortal Monarch Evil to dodge.

After all, this sword was fought by everyone watching him, and if he won the Northern Immortal Monarch Evil because of this, it should be his strength.

Sensing that there seemed to be something wrong with that knife, Xuanyuan Zeyu hurriedly shouted, "Fourth brother, get out of the way!"

Hearing the voice of the "fourth brother" Murong Yue frowned slightly, quickly observed the expressions of everyone around him, and saw that although everyone had different expressions on their faces, they didn't pay much attention to Xuanyuan Zeyu's words, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at the Northern Immortal Monarch again, when he saw Wu Duofeng's knife attacking, he was slightly stunned, and then quickly ran behind Wu Duofeng.

With one foot steady and steady, kicking out ruthlessly and ruthlessly, Wu Duofeng slammed into the knife he used.

The spiritual power contained in the Shuofeng knife all fell on Wu Duofeng's body, and his internal organs were suddenly shaken, his heart was about to be broken, and what was even worse was that this knife was aimed at Wu Duofeng's dantian.

Right now, Wu Duofeng vomited blood from his mouth, his dantian was broken, and he was already more out of breath and less in air.

Even though the Lingyun Sect had exhausted the elixir, it was afraid that they would not be able to let Wu Duofeng cultivate again, but it was still a matter of waving his hand to save Wu Duofeng's life.

However, whether the Lingyun Sect is willing to pay this money or not is not within the scope of the Northern Immortal Monarch's consideration.

"Mu Xinghe wins!" the recorder immediately announced when he saw Wu Duofeng's state.

Glancing at Wu Duofeng lightly, the Northern Immortal Monarch turned around and got out of the ring.

"Mu Xinghe, you weren't hurt, did you? I just told you to get out of the way, why don't you hide! I'm scared to death!" Xuanyuan Zeyu looked at the Northern Immortal Monarch with a worried expression.

"I'm fine, thank you!" The Northern Immortal Monarch was a little flattered by Xuanyuan Zeyu's sudden concern.

Seeing this, Ye Qianlin, who was on the high platform, said, "Sect Master Ling, your disciple's strength is extraordinary, if you rescue it quickly, there may be a chance." ”

"Thank you Dean Ye for your kindness, the person who is not of great use, Lingyun Sect is also a burden to him. Sect Master Ling retracted his gaze from the stage and said lightly.

Ye Qianlin smiled faintly and retracted his gaze.

Since the alchemist's side has not finished the competition, this person has to wait until the alchemist's side ends up and summarizes it together.