They don't know whether to say the farce in their eyes, and at this time it is over, or it has reached a climax. The Shura also looked ridiculous, and looked down at the woman in front of him, and the ...... she used to put against his heart A pen.

It's just a pen.

"Isn't it?" He scoffed, "What kind of sneak attack and assassination do you want to do like your unruly accomplices?" Why, I was stunned, I didn't know that I was holding just a pen? ”

"I know."

He heard the woman's voice suddenly become eerie. But in fact, her tone has not changed much from beginning to end.

He didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't have a chance anymore. The devastating pain pierced through his heart before he could finish speaking. Originally, Sheng Han was holding the pen from below with his hand, and the pen shaft was really ordinary, brittle as a reed in front of the strong Shura. But at that time, as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly let go of her hand completely, and slapped the tip of the pen with her palm before it fell. A small white flower bloomed on her hand, and then the pen was pushed hard, and the long needle easily poked into the opponent's heart.

Dead.

Compared with the noise when Qi Huan was victorious, the whole arena was as quiet as a cemetery at this time, and there was no sound of birds, and thousands of horses were in unison. Liu Shenghan's expression was almost tired, she shook off the blood stains on the end of the pen in her hand, waved in the silence, and gathered all the brushes back to her body.

The huge Shura slowly fell, shaking the ring like a mountain collapsing.

The referee had already been next to the four people, and at this moment he whispered to Bai Ya:

"This ...... It's not good. What everyone wants to see is real knives and guns, fists to the flesh. But now, you guys, you have won two games, but it's all a trick......"

"Your grandparents' lives are gone, do you care if the audience is enough to watch it?" Bai Ya squinted at him.

He didn't intimidate. As a result, the monster's little ears were parted, and if you looked closely, you could see the tips of the hair trembling:

"It's ...... I really don't mean this, it's abrupt, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! ”

With that, he ran to the ring and beckoned the personnel to clear the field.

This result seemed to be expected by Frost Moon Jun, making him quite bored, and he tugged at his knuckles idly. The remaining three greeted Liu Shenghan, who had returned to their midst, and briefly congratulated her on her victory.

And the atmosphere between Shura is much more depressing. The queen was undisguised, and in the midst of a chill, she threw her Morihan hook knife high, grasped the falling hilt, and wedged the blade into the ground beneath her feet.

"Next round."

While Zhang Luo was still in full swing in the ring, Liu Shenghan held Jun Aoyan's hand.

"I knew you would...... But I still want you to think again. ”

The opponent Jun Aoyan wants to choose is completely unexpected and reasonable. But none of them want to see this situation. Qi Huan touched the cuffs, and there was still a little damp juice on them, which dried up there, and the dry roughness when touched was terrifying. He had goosebumps, wrinkled his face, and persuaded Liu Shenghan together:

"Yes, Miss Jun, no one can say for sure. It's naturally good to be able to distinguish the winner and loser, but if there are three long and two short, no matter which one of you bumps into it, it won't look good. ”

"The Queen's hand...... I don't know about the others, but I know the person. Don't look at his age, it's not easy to pass away. Regardless of style or means, he is a ruthless corner. Among us, I'm the best person to deal with him, and we should have a decision. ”

Jun Aoyan finished speaking in one breath and walked towards the referee. The friends behind him understood that they couldn't be dissuaded, so they could only shake their heads and sigh.

In the noisy ring, they couldn't hear the voices of their companions who walked away, but when Ao Yan stood in front of the queen and her party, several people seemed to be able to hear her loud words:

"In this scene, I ...... to the person surnamed Jun Please also ask the general for advice. ”

When Jun Aoyan stepped into the ring with the heavy Mo knife, the gossip in the surroundings suddenly became clear. The rough and harsh sound of the long soldiers dragging on the ground brought them back to their senses, and they craned their necks to look at the woman and the heavy soldiers in her hands. This one looks like it's supposed to be a fierce general, right?

And who is her opponent? The do-gooders kept looking around, and when they saw the people sent by their country, they were stunned.

Qi Huan had a bitter face, and listened to a ridicule flocking to the left:

"What a bright paper tiger on the outside, the flower shelf is more beautiful than anyone else, and he only dares to pick someone to fight!"

"This old man has a beard, his hair is gray, and the girl is timid, and she still doesn't respect the old?"

The mockers seem to have forgotten the fact that they are human.

This group of people was hindered by the guards of the official family, so they could only shout outside the field, but the momentum was really noisy. Even the referee was annoyed and rushed down the stage and shouted:

"Look at it, Ansheng looks, what do you know, you can only talk about it! Have you forgotten all about that person back then! ”

After all, he is a monster who has cultivated his human form, and it is not a problem to shout a few words in the dantian and let the people in the noise hear. Sensing that the commotion around him had subsided, Qi Huan grinned:

"When he said that, it was your father, right? I don't know how long the old man has been here, after so many years, he still has undiminished power. You said that if Ling Zun came, it wouldn't be nothing...... Well? What about the old whites? ”

Behind him was Frost Moon Jun, bored in the face of the ring in a daze. He focused his gaze for a moment, glanced at Qi Huan, shook his head, and wandered out of the world again, just waiting for the competition to begin.

"I didn't pay attention." Sheng Han smiled faintly, "Let's get rid of it." ”139

The next moment, fierce cheers erupted all around.

Before the referee could settle down in the arena, Jun Ao Yan Mo threw his knife and rushed to the other end of the ring, his momentum like a rainbow. The momentum of Jun Chaojiu is more than equal, he started late, but he is still fast. The blades in their hands folded into a cold light, the sun was sinking little by little, but the weapons were rising inch by inch.

In the center of the ring, the two of them each held their own soldiers and collided violently.

Jin Ge struck each other, exploding with a piercing sound. Ao Yan and Jun couldn't help but shout angrily, and under the huge force, they were all shocked and retreated. Not a moment of respite, not half a look. The father and daughter swung their weapons again, and with their fists and feet, like strangers and enemies, they killed each other without leaving a trace of affection.

The gentleman is a spear. The paint surface of the barrel was full of fine wear and tear, and the dark red color was like drinking the blood of the enemy. Although the tip of the gun is also densely scratched, it is properly maintained, and it is still cold. Neither the spear nor the Mo knife were the first choice for hand-to-hand combat, but in this ring, they wielded their respective long soldiers vigorously, picking and slashing, greeting each other as much as possible, and also opening their heads and covering their faces. And then came a punch and a kick, and they had no time to care about it, and they had no intention of dodging. As long as you can't waste your combat strength, pain is just an indispensable price in battle.

The soldiers exchanged blows, and the clanging sound shattered all the boiling shouts of outsiders. They would not have listened to it.

The atmosphere was much warmer and more noisy than the previous two. Liu Shenghan raised his head and looked carefully, the father and daughter both had tense faces, and the corners of their mouths were deep lines, as if this crack was just a fragile gap in the iron surface of the armor, and it had been welded to death. They didn't talk, they only had weapons in their hands, and they shouted for them.

"Guns, ......"

In the commotion of the spectators, Liu Shenghan heard a slight sigh from the side of Frost Moon Jun.

When it was time to feed, the scorching sun was like fatigue, sliding inch by inch on the canopy. The two people who fought did not see the decay of their physical strength, and they were still tough and solid. Aoyan's flank received another heavy knee blow, like countless times before, she didn't dodge or dodge, just shouted, and burst out with great force in pain, and the long soldier swung quickly, hitting Junran's wine gun hard.

The barrel of the gun was lifted along with Jun Chaojiu's arm. But this time, it's completely different.

Both sides heard a crisp sound, and immediately, the resistance imposed on the Mo knife was gone.

She couldn't control her momentum for a while, and threw herself at Jun's side. In an instant, the long knife hit the ground, and Jun Aoyan did a somersault and stood firmly. When she looked back, the spear was spinning and had flown out of the ring and disappeared.

Jun Chao wine is still in place. His expression remained unchanged, he only slammed the barrel of his gun to the ground, swept the broken junction at the top, and immediately turned his gaze back to his opponent. Jun Aoyan also stared at him, raised his hand to wipe away the hair sticking to the side of his face, and the blood and sweat stuck in the corners of his mouth:

"Your weapon is broken. Do you want to fight? Admit defeat at this moment, I win this game, let's get to the point. ”

They all heard the noise outside the ring, cheering continuously, shouting for the loser to step down, and instigating the winner to cut off the loser's head. All this has nothing to do with them. The two of them were still on guard, not scrutinizing, their eyes locked on each other, like proud beasts, vowing to knock their opponents to the ground, revealing their weaknesses.

"As a soldier, you will win or die." Jun Chaojiu's breath was a little rapid, and his voice was still as deep as iron, "As soon as you breathe, you should fight to the end, and there is nothing in your hands." ”

With a twist in his hand, the barrel of the gun swirled between his palms and fingers, and he threw out a dazzling set of sticks.

"People are there, soldiers are there. Our battle is not over. ”

Jun Aoyan blushed, she raised her knife and pointed forward, biting the words and saying hatefully:

"You're really—you're a soldier!"

In the ring, the cheers rose again.

miles away.

There was silence around Bai Ya. It was far from the ring, and he didn't know what was going on there, and he didn't have the heart to reverie. He walked silently in the shadows, and under the beams of the roof where the sun was not shining in the west, there was a chill that stimulated his senses.

Another corner, and he stopped. It was quiet, and all he could hear was his own heartbeat and long, light breath. Little by little, he turned out half of his face, and his eyes were wandering in front of him.

There is no guarding.

Bai Ya loosened the fingers holding the handle of the knife. Suddenly, a dangerous instinct rushed through his spine.

He jerked his head up at the darkened roof. Between the white beams, something was swaying and crawling.

It was a vast, irregular, indescribable shadow.

- A terrifying monster.

"I think actually...... I don't have good words, but Miss Jun is not a general's opponent. ”

The pimple between Qi Huan's eyebrows has never been loosened from beginning to end. He really couldn't hold it back, and whispered to Frost Moon Jun. The latter rarely concentrated, and when he heard this, his eyes did not take his eyes off it, and he said:

"He's been keeping his hands."

Qi Huan understood that this was talking about Jun messing with wine. He sighed:

"But they are very arrogant and stubborn, they go down like this, I don't know how they are big."

"Exhausted, or seriously injured in the end—it can only be her." Frost Moon Jun shook his head slightly, "Trouble." ”

The sun had sunk in the west, spreading a blood-red halo. The two people in the ring didn't realize it, only that their vision was dim and red, perhaps the blood soaked in the wounds on their foreheads and eyes. The heavens and the earth were shaking in their eyes, and there were layers of color patches, but only one human figure was still clear, and that was the target to be knocked down.