"In terms of cheapness, I am indeed inferior to you. Duanmu Ruxi stopped attacking, sneered, and finally put away his long sword and rubbed his right eye.

The long sword in her hand and Jia Ren's scabbard are both yellow-level mid-grade level, so it doesn't make any sense to touch them like this.

After a short fight, her confidence was not so full.

In terms of pure strength, he is really not Jia Ren's opponent.

Duanmu Ruxi was very curious, his breakthrough should be a flower, otherwise it would be in vain to go on in retreat.

And Jia Ren is not much different from himself, how did he break through?

"You scolded me?" Jia Ren's face was gloomy, and with the face that still had footprints, it looked extremely funny.

In the stands, Bu Fan watched with relish, as if the battle between the two was so eye-catching.

It wasn't until he heard the conversation between the two that Bu Fan poked Wu Shan next to him: "Wu Shan, these two people, who do you see ......?"

"It's all cheap, half a catty and eight taels, one is no worse than the other. Wu Shan suddenly came back to his senses and subconsciously responded.

After speaking, he turned his head again and continued to stare at the martial arts platform.

Bu Fan was dumbfounded, he was interrupted before he finished speaking, and he really didn't pick up this answer.

Did he mean that?

I just thought about it, and on my side, Wu Shan had just broken through the Human Yuan Realm, which was equivalent to the realm of the two of them, so I just asked.

How is it misinterpreted?

But then again, Wu Shan's judgment is quite reasonable, realistic, and the truth is clear.

Bu Fan suddenly found that some of his anchor catchers were played, and this guy was quite suitable for training as an anchor.

swallowed back what he wanted to say later, and Bu Fan depressedly turned his gaze back to the Holy War Stage.

"Holy Master, this little brother is powerful, his words come true. "ID: The Flying Eagle Demon Venerable has once again seized the first floor.

ID: The Sanctuary Thief King followed in agreement: "It's a good material, a good eye." ”

"It's worthy of having the blood of the Wu clan, just rush this point, I still don't have the resources to reward ......" ID: The Emperor of the Beggars opened quietly.

"There are still people competing with swords, what a boring trick, hurry up and end the fight, time is running out......"

For the big guy in the live broadcast room, Bu Fan couldn't complain, during this time, the barrage was more joyful than one another, and even a group of people were still playing in the barrage, chatting happily.

The result is no tipping.

The battle unexpectedly lasted for half an hour, and seeing that the two of them had not yet decided the meaning of victory and defeat, everyone was not interested, and somehow they couldn't arouse their interest.

A good fight, so that the two of them fought without any highlights. At this time, who cares who wins and who loses?

A shrunken turtle only defends, and an elm head attacks indiscriminately.

Suddenly, the aura on Duanmu Ruxi's body began to become weird, and the whole person jumped forward and soared into the air, his long red skirt fluttering, surrounded by a puff of black smoke.

As the black smoke gradually changed, a terrifying cold air came.

"Go!" Duanmu Ru Xijiao snorted, a finger popped out, and a black mist instantly entangled Jia Ren.

Jia Ren instantly retreated, Rao was still entangled in the black mist, and the black mist slowly flowed, turning into black vines, and slowly entangled.

"What the hell?"

Jia Ren hurriedly tried his luck to resist, and as a result, the black vines, like a nimble sea snake, twisted and wriggled with the movement of Duanmu Ruxi's fingertips.

In the distance, the women of the Snowflake God Sect showed a smile, looking like they were holding it steadily, and their eyebrows and eyes were full of satisfaction.

And the people of the Holy Banner Sect next to him raised their heads in disgust, and their faces were definitely not good-looking.

When they saw the black mist vines, no one noticed that Duanmu Fake Sect's left eye was also turning wildly.

The normal right eye revealed a crazy color, and then there was a fanatical color, and he muttered to himself: "It's fast, it's fast, it's all mine, everyone ......"

"Duanmu Sect Master, what's wrong?" The White Whisker Pavilion Master next to him glanced at the Duanmu Fake Sect strangely, and hurriedly shouted.

"No, it looks like we're about to decide. Duanmu Fake Sect realized his gaffe at this time, and hurriedly echoed, seeing that the others did not notice his abnormality just now, he wiped his cold sweat.

The White Whisker Pavilion Lord didn't think much about it, but he was a little strange, and finally secretly gestured with a few people with Elder Changmei.

As the black vines got closer and closer, the disciples of Jia Meng were extremely nervous, and secretly asked Jia Ren to sweat.

If Jia Ren really loses to Duanmu Ruxi, then their good days will come to an end.

Jia Ren suddenly gave up resistance after fighting against the vines again and again, but to no avail, the whole person closed his eyes, and after a few breaths, the air fluctuated slightly, and then in the helpless sigh of many people, the middle of the vines became empty.

To be precise, Jia Ren in the vine wrap disappeared directly.

The black vines that had lost their target disintegrated in an instant, turning into a cloud of black mist and flying towards Duanmu Ruxi, scrambling to get in.

With a muffled snort, Duanmu Ruxi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his body burst back a few steps before he stabilized.

With a solemn face, he looked at the figure in front of him, and pulled out his long sword again and held it in his hand.

What the!

Only then did everyone in the stands react, and the figure standing in front of Duanmu Ruxi was Jia Ren.

It's with Duanmu Ruxi, Jia Ren doesn't know what pity and cherishing jade is, and he is a ruthless move as soon as he makes a move.

If he hadn't used Qiankun Shift at the last moment just now, he would have really been planted in Duanmu Ruxi's hands.

The others didn't know, they were so surprised that they couldn't figure out how Jia Ren got out of it.

Bu Fan's face changed when he used it in Jia Ren, others didn't know, how could he not know that when he left the Burial Shenwu Mansion and came to the Tianxia Sect, he carried a few precious Qiankun Shifting Talismans with him.

And the reason why he was able to insist on escaping to the cliff in his previous life was to rely on the last few moving charms to avoid the pursuit step by step.

And what Jia Ren used just now was given by Bu Fan. Jia Ren has been with him for the longest time, and once in the past, he was not in a hurry to dodge and blocked a move for Bufan. The friendship between the two was slowly established, and after many years of wind and rain, it was a life to use it well, and Bu Fan gave Jia Ren a transfer charm without the slightest hesitation.

Just when Bu Fan was immersed in the memories of the past, Jia Ren and Duanmu Ruxi fought again, and you and I fought together, and in the end, it was Duanmu Sect Master who stopped it, and it was a hasty draw.

"The strength of the two is equal, but there is only one chief disciple, and this sect thinks ......" Duanmu Fake Sect cleared his throat, and was suddenly interrupted by a voice in the middle of his words.

"The strongest disciple, I don't think so!" At this time, Wu Shan jumped down from the holy war platform first, glanced around, raised the corners of his mouth, and said directly.