"Bold, Master Yiquan is also something you can ignore?"

"Ridiculous, a little-known little minion dares to boast of Haikou, I bet, this person will definitely lose. ”

"I'm the same, it's so obvious to send it to us to earn yuan stones, don't be in vain. ”

"I've seen arrogance, I've never seen such arrogance, I don't know what to say, defeat is inevitable, defeat deserves it, martial arts are not refined, dare to be so arrogant, lose the face of my generation of warriors. ”

"Master Yiquan is a famous figure in the Qi and Blood Realm ring, this person only made his debut today, and he is wearing a mask, obviously no one is visible, I think he must be an ugly man with a twisted psychology. ”

If you don't regret it, it will reach the ears of the audience in the stands, and it will directly blow up the audience.

One by one, they couldn't wait to spit out a mouthful of spit, and together they worked together to drown Ning Buregret directly.

"Amitabha, the monks don't speak, the poor monk Golden Bell Jar, in the ring of the Qi and Blood Realm, the only two have been defeated twice, but they were both defeated by the predecessors who have been immersed in the Qi and Blood Realm for many years. ”

Monk Yiquan still smiled like a spring breeze, as if he was not affected by Ning Bu's words, and he also seemed to be extremely confident in his golden bell jar.

It's a pity that the one standing in front of him is rather unrepentant.

With a trapped dragon body, cultivating the ancient sword technique, and at the same time being the rebirth of the Martial Emperor, Ning Bu regrets!

Ning Buregret Since he opened his mouth, how could it be a joke.

"A monk, you are just a layman for Yuanshi, it's ridiculous, it's really sad that Buddhism has scum like you,"

"Is the paper-like golden bell jar worthy of your pride?"

Ning Buregret looked at the Yiquan monk who was flowing with vitality around him and formed the appearance of a golden bell, and took out his sword again.

This time, it was no longer like a dragonfly dotting water before, only a sword the size of a pool of autumn water.

I saw countless silver swords, one by one crossed into a cross, and blasted towards the golden bell jar of the Izumi monk.

This trick is one of the Xuan-level martial arts that Ning Buregret learned in the Academy's scripture building, called Cross Kill, which is a kind of Xuan-level mid-grade swordsmanship, which is very powerful.

Bang bang bang.

The sword frantically hit the golden bell jar, and the vitality on the golden bell jar flowed wildly, and many places were even dented by the sword ray.

The face of the monk Yiquan, which was originally full of spring breeze, was also red at the moment, faint and a little distorted.

"Hold it off for me!"

Monk Yiquan shouted violently, and even the green tendons on his face appeared, and he pushed forward with both hands, actually blocking those cross-shaped crossed swords.

"The paper-like golden bell jar is also trying to stop my sword?

The spectators in the stands were already speechless from the shock of this reversed picture.

At this moment, Ning did not regret speaking out, and the voice was so clear that every audience member could hear it clearly.

Just when Ning Buregret finished saying the last broken word, the silver light of those cross-shaped crossed swords actually brightened up a little more, as if they were just accumulating strength before.

Immediately after, a series of cross-shaped crossed swords slammed into the golden bell jar of Monk Izumi again.

Cracking sound.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Monk Yiquan's golden bell cover collapsed on the spot under Ning Buregret's cross killing, and at the same time, his steps continued to retreat, almost stepping on the air and falling into the ring.

Bang.

Ning Bu regretted taking advantage of the situation to pursue, and threw out the thunder leg with a blow.

The next moment, Monk Yiquan flew out directly, his whole body curled up in mid-air into the shape of a boiled shrimp, and fell heavily outside the ring.

Yiquan monk, who was in the ring area of the Qi and Blood Realm, faced Ning Buregret, who had just entered the ring, and was defeated by Ning Buregret's sword in just three moves.

From beginning to end, Ning Buregret only made two swords and one leg.

Although the golden bell jar of the Ichizumi monk is extremely prestigious, it is as fragile as paper paste under the fierce offensive of Ning Buregret.

"This, how is this possible, Master Yiquan is actually defeated?!"

"No, I don't believe it's true, I'm already starting to go bald like the master, can't I get stronger?"

"Oh my God, this newcomer is so powerful!"

"Who is his true identity, and I can't even recognize the martial arts he just used. ”

"I said why he was able to defeat Master Yiquan, it turned out that he was a disciple of Qingteng Academy, and yes, only a disciple of the academy could be so powerful. ”

"Brother Tai, when you say this, I remember, that cross kill just now is the academy's Xuan-level swordsmanship, one of the academy's Xuan-level martial arts. ”

Ning Buregret defeated Monk Yiquan, which really startled the audience in the stands, but soon, these viewers began to care about Ning Buregret's true identity.

Even, they had already guessed from the cross killing trick that Ning Buregret had unleashed, and Ning Buregret was a disciple of the Qingteng Academy.

"Snow, defeat Ichizumi, is there going to be the next ring match?"

At this time, in the corner next to the ring, the black-robed man who had brought Ning Buregret here before spoke out quietly and asked Ning Buregret.

Ning Buregret nodded, before the auction in Wangyan City began, he planned to fight a good fight in this martial arts meeting every day, and by the way, hone his ability to combine martial arts.

Therefore, naturally he can't just play one game a day and leave, his idea is three games a day.

The black-robed man nodded and raised his hand.

Soon, another black-robed man came from the other side of the aisle, and behind this black-robed man, there was also a large man, who walked as he walked, and it seemed that the floor was shaking.

"Where did you come from, is it that you want to challenge the noble elephant king me?"

The big man spoke in a muffled voice, but it was loud, like thunder.

His size is twice as tall as Ning Buregret, and the fat on his body is far more than Ning Buregret, if he hadn't opened his mouth to speak, Ning Buregret almost thought that this was a wriggling ball of pork.

"Just you, noble, fatty, where do you get your confidence?"

Ning Buregret looked at this big man and sneered.

"Bold, you dare to say that I am a fat man, you are looking for death!"

Which Cheng thought, the terrifying single line of this big man's nerves, was actually angered by Ning Buregret like this, and directly pounced on Ning Buregret, and the momentum of the Nine Realms of Qi and Blood soared into the sky.

Even, I don't know if it's because this big guy is far taller and fatter than ordinary people, his Qi and Blood Realm Ninefold Momentum is far stronger than ordinary Qi and Blood Realm Ninefold Martial Artists.

"Heh, just now I said that this newcomer from the academy is amazing, but now I look at it, it's also stupid. ”

"Stupid, it's doomed, it's doomed, my mother, why am I so quick just now, betting that this newcomer can defeat the elephant king. ”

"The elephant king hates that others say that he is fat, as soon as he says that he is fat, the elephant king will be angry, and only the martial arts who will open the pulse realm can forcibly stop the angry elephant king. ”

As soon as they saw the big elephant king angry and rushed towards Ning Buregret, the audience in the stands shook their heads, thinking that Ning Buregret had lost, even if Ning Buregret defeated Yiquan with two swords and one leg before they were amazed.

"Elephant King, I really don't know what to say, I don't know if those people in the Elephant Clan know that there is a stupid man here who claims to be the Elephant King, I don't know how many liters of blood they will vomit and how many ivory they will crush. ”

Ning Buregret looked at the big man like a reckless man, and felt sorry for those elephant demon beasts that had nothing to do with him.

Then, he performed the Xuanjie Light Skill Spirit Crane Xing, and the light spirit went around the back of the big elephant king like a crane, and then, Ning Bu regretted another thunder leg and kicked the elephant king out of the ring.

It's not that the angry elephant king is not fast, but in Ning Buregret's eyes, although the elephant king is fast, there are too many places to use it.

Ning Buregret used a faster speed than the previous battle with Ichizumi to easily win the second victory.

This time, the audience in the stands was completely dumbfounded, this newcomer from Qingteng Academy was too tough.