Tang Xiaobai covered his forehead with his hand, he couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would be if there were such two strange commentaries in those live broadcasts on the earth.

Even if you take this golden bottle of plums, you can read it to me.

Mistakes, mistakes, Zhuge Liang should be allowed to be at the same table with Guan Yu, at least in a ring, spring and winter will not be as awe-inspiring as now.

After an afternoon of competition, the fastest ring No. 2 has reached the seventh group.

Although Guan Yu doesn't say much, every time he speaks, it means that the game has been decided.

As a military general who was born at the SS level, his force value can be described as max. The ruthlessness of the vision is unmatched. Although he didn't completely observe with his heart, he could know the victory and defeat through the moves of both sides, which is the so-called military general experience.

However, as soon as the two of them appeared in the eighth game, he frowned.

I can't see through it at all.

Another monk with a sword, because there is no registered name, the number of the two competitions is the same, I don't know how to call the contestants, let's just have the sword twenty-three to call it.

If the level cultivation of Sword Twenty-three is calculated according to Tang Xiaobai's immortal cultivation civilization, it can be regarded as the Great Perfection of Jindan. His opponent was a staff wield—like a mage.

Let's call it the Twenty-Three Mages.

It was this mage Twenty-three who made Guan Yuzhou frown.

After his cultivation is comprehensively calculated, it is estimated that only the foundation is complete. It stands to reason that the sword twenty-three and one swords can pierce him.

However, they had already fought for more than twenty rounds, and Sword Twenty-Three had not even touched a single hair of this mage.

The fierce fighting here made Tang Xiaobai pay attention to it. He is now a powerful child, and he can see through the cultivation of the two at a glance, and it is precisely because of this that he is attracted by this competition with a huge disparity in strength.

At first, Tang Xiaobai thought that this mage Twenty-three was hiding his own strength and was going to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. But after the battle began, he found out that the cultivation of this mage twenty-three seemed to really only have the foundation building great consummation.

However, his spells are very weird.

Whenever Sword Twenty-Three's three-foot green peak stabs at his side, he will disappear and then appear behind Sword Twenty-Three and give him a fireball.

The fireball technique, whether it is in the fantasy of the earth or in the magical civilization system of the battlefield continent, is the most basic skill of fire-based magic, and its power is really limited.

Especially in the face of an opponent whose strength is a large stage higher than himself, the actual effect of such a fireball technique is nothing more than a --1 that floats out of the boss.

"Strange." Tang Xiaobai muttered.

Sword Twenty-Three had now entered a state of rage, and he found that his opponent was too weird!

Is he playing with me? Jian Twenty-three couldn't help but think.

Once again, the other party dodged a fatal sword, and Jian Twenty-three completely collapsed.

"I'll fuck you uncle! Have the ability to face the anus, see who is long and who is short! ”

The mage Twenty-Three, who had already disappeared, reappeared behind him, and when he raised his hand, another fireball was thrown over.

“nima！” Sword Twenty-three backhand made a swallow to copy the water, and the sword went away.

The sharp blade with a cold glow went straight to the chest of the mage twenty-three.

"Boom."

The sword slashed directly through the body of the mage Twenty-three, splitting him into two parts. The three great joys of the sword, could it be that the energy of this product has run out?

But then he found that there was not even a drop of blood on the ground, and the mage Twenty-three who had been cut in two also turned into a phantom and dissipated.

Illusion?

"Fireball."

Mage Twenty-Three threw another fireball at Sword Twenty-Three's back.

Bang.

The fireball exploded behind Jian Twenty-three, and it didn't hurt him much, but the pain and burning sensation were so real.

Before Jian Twenty-three could react, another fireball flew away.

Sword Twenty-Three staggered, hurriedly dodged sideways, and then stared at Mage Twenty-Three with a pair of angry red eyes.

Mage Twenty-three didn't move at this moment, but said lightly, "Are you Shabi?" I'm a mage with you in a hard anus? Cut~~ If you have the ability, you can cut me, spicy chicken! ”

"You...... You...... Yes~~~~!!! ”

Sword Twenty-Three is crazy!

He picked up his sword and slammed it into his chest!

it!!

Tang Xiaobai stood up from the high platform in shock, and those fans in the big universe also used these two interjections in unison.

Could it be that this sword twenty-three was forced to cut himself by that goods?

Mage Twenty-three was also shocked by this sudden scene, and said in a daze: "Big brother, you are really amazing! It's so long that a sword is inserted, and it is inserted when it is said. If it were me, I would never be able to do it. That hurts. ”

Burst......

Sword Twenty-Three squirted out a mouthful of blood.

He slowly pulled the sword out of his chest, and the sound of the blade rubbing against his ribs was particularly harsh, making everyone feel only their scalps tingling.

Ruthless enough! Even inserting yourself so hard.

Tang Xiaobai gave this sword twenty-three a high evaluation in his heart.

"Hey...... Hehe...... "Jian Twenty-three finally pulled the sword out of his chest, cracked open the bloody mouth, and actually laughed.

"Ouch,, looking at the posture, it's going to be a big move!"

Tang Xiaobai immediately adjusted a comfortable posture, grabbed the fat treasure back into his arms, and slowly stroked it, while the Diao Chan on the side was holding all kinds of fruits and feeding him.

Mage Twenty-Three also seemed to notice that something was wrong, and took two steps back.

"Courageless bandits, shameless people, incompetent people! Today, I will let you see your Grandpa Lu's original moves. Ahhhh

The blood-red sword emitted a scarlet light in the air, and for a while, the entire No. 2 ring was blood-red, and everyone stood up excitedly.

"Oh, it seems to be a good skill!"

The sword twenty-three cloaks were scattered, like a fierce ghost who came to seek revenge, holding high the blood-colored sword.

"Lu Ben Thirteen Swords! Lock the soul~! ”

Airplanes~~~

The blood-colored sword suddenly let out a piercing sword roar, and then flew above the ring.

One point two, two points three, three points countless.

Tang Xiaobai looked at the posture and was stunned for a moment: "Che~ Nima still thought that why did he do this great move for so long, it turned out to be the sword technique plus ten thousand sword tricks." ”

Spit the ghost complains, but this posture, I'm afraid the entire ring is scattered into a range, so that mage Twenty-three shouldn't be able to run, right?

"Sword Rain!" The sword twenty-three hands pointed forward, and the countless swords in the air instantly fell like rain, drawing red rays of light in the air.

"This mage is twenty-three dead!!"

Everyone at the scene, including the fans who were watching the live broadcast, unanimously thought so, but the parties in the ring didn't seem to be the slightest nervous.

Tang Xiaobai couldn't help but take a look at it more, could it be that this mage twenty-three still has any hole cards?