The mana continued to be injected, and the afterimage was clearer and thicker than the last time, and the sword light gathered in one place, and it was short, instantly shattering the three-color energy that was dancing wildly.

The sword light was in front, Gu Han was holding the sword in the back, breaking through all obstacles in the blink of an eye, destroying the withering and decaying, like a bamboo, and slashing at Lu Lian head-on.

This time, Lu Lian's face finally changed, his body twisted violently, the iron rod waved horizontally, and with the roaring energy, the shadow of the stick was churning, unstoppable, as if he wanted to destroy everything in front of him.

The sword and the shadow collided, and the sound of the moment was endless, and it spread far away.

The field was full of smoke and dust, and it was difficult for the onlookers to see, only to feel that these two moves were shocking and difficult to resist, but everyone knew in their hearts that the Immortal and the Demon Emperor should have done their best, and the victory or defeat was likely to be known immediately.

The sword light is incomparable, even if the shadow of the stick is all over the sky, it can only be blocked for a moment.

At this time, Lu Lian's body flashed, and two identical figures separated from his body, as if there were two more clones out of thin air, and the three of them burst into cheers together, each with a stick, and the three stick shadows attacked in the left, middle, and upper ways, converging into a long dragon, and colliding with the sword light again.

There was a loud bang, as if a thunderbolt exploded on a sunny day, and in the smoke, two figures flew out upside down.

Everyone hurriedly looked at it, only to see that Lu Lian had already shown a demon body, a giant ape as high as three feet, with thousands of wounds all over his body, blood flowing, and his hair cracked, obviously seriously injured.

And Gu Han, his situation was not much better, the Nether Sword was bent, his face was as white as paper, he was covered in blood, and he barely stood up straight by leaning on the hilt of the sword.

Lu Lian half-knelt on the ground, squirting several mouthfuls of blood, but the monkey still had a smile on his face, looked directly at Gu Han and said: "You, you guy, it's really surprising, you can force out my demon body!" ”

Wow.

Gu Han spit out a mouthful of blood violently, the blood soaked his shirt, and the firmness in his eyes began to gradually dissipate, he held it hard, and raised his eyes to look at Lu Lian.

Now that both of them are at the end of their crossbows, Gu Han knows in his heart that his real mana has been exhausted, and although he forced Lu Lian to use his demon body, he has never won after all.

If Feng Wu doesn't spit out that mouthful of natal true fire, the result is still two words, and even his chance of winning should be greater, but this is only if after all.

In this competition, it looks like it is still a stalemate on the surface, but in fact, the winner has been decided.

Gu Han had already lost.

The players watching the game couldn't see this, but the masters were like a mirror.

"Shoude, you lost." Diqin smiled happily.

Shoude Zhenren shook his head, and said with the same smile: "The donor's words are too early, and there is still one person on our side who has not appeared. ”

Di Qin's brows furrowed when he heard this, and he shouted: "Old Niubi, do you want to repay the debt?" ”

"No, the poor road is just a matter of facts." Shoude Zhenren announced a trumpet, and said leisurely: "According to what the donor said, the winner continues, then a total of four games, and now you only win two, if we win this one, it is two wins for both sides, and it can only be counted as a tie at most." ”

Di Qin was stunned, thought for a while, and found that it was really as the other party said, his face suddenly sank, and he glanced at Lu Lian, this kid's current situation is quite bad, ten percent of the combat power is at most two percent left, even if there is still the strength of a battle, it is difficult to guarantee that he can win.

Lu Lian sensed Di Qin's gaze, and only nodded slightly, signaling that he could fight again.

"Okay, then after this one, this seat will make you lose convincingly." Di Qin responded in a muffled voice, in fact, he didn't have much confidence, but his posture still had to be put on, and he couldn't weaken his momentum.

Shoude Zhenren smiled slightly, and cast his eyes on Taijing and the others, they seemed to have already discussed the countermeasures, Wu Ming carried a long knife, floated in, first helped Gu Han down, and then returned to the field, stood opposite Lu Lian, and bowed: "It's not that Wu wants to take advantage of the danger of others, it's really the situation, and I ask Brother Lu to forgive me." ”

Lu Lian has already recovered his body, put on a shirt casually, and grinned: "I have heard the name of 'Moonbreaker Knife' for a long time, and I can fight with Your Excellency today, no matter what the victory or defeat is, it is a happy thing for Lu." ”

The two exchanged a few polite words, then opened their posture and fought together.

Wu Ming's knife style is fast, his body is as fast as lightning, and Lu Lian's stick method is wide open and closed, and he is fierce.

Maybe some loyal fans of the Demon Emperor will think that Lu Lian still has a chance to win, but in the eyes of the top masters, there is really no suspense in this battle, Wu Ming is the closest to the god-level player Moon Breaking Sword Venerable, and Lu Lian's combat skills are not more than a millimeter, but the current state of the two is one heaven and one earth, Lu Lian wants to turn defeat into victory, it can be described as difficult as ascending to the sky.

Sure enough, after only more than ten battles, Lu Lian had already begun to lose his strength and showed defeat.

Gu Han sat on the ground, running the Hidden Dragon Heart Sutra to restore mana, beside him were Yan Su and the other four people, Kou Cun held the information crystal disk, and for a while he shone towards the duel in the field, and for a while he faced Gu Han who was healing his wounds, the barrage brushed wildly during this time, all kinds of things, but there were always only two words that occupied the most - Qingxian.

Many viewers believe that the reason why Qi Xian lost is really a crime of non-war is because Feng Wu consumed too much of his mana, and if both sides are at their peak, it should be the Demon Emperor who really loses.

But these are not what they care about the most, what really makes them extremely excited is that the god in their hearts has finally returned, at this moment, I don't know how many fans of the immortals are crying bitterly in front of the information crystal disk, this moment, they have been waiting for nearly four years.

When Gu Han recovered a few points of mana, the battle in the field was over, although there were some twists and turns, but there was no accident, Wu Ming won easily.

Di Qin frowned and looked at Shoude Zhenren: "Now that both sides have won two games each, Shoude, what should we do next?" Do you and I compete to determine the real winner? ”

Shoude Zhenren still smiled kindly, shook his head and said: "Poor Dao mana is low, how can it be the opponent of the donor, according to the rules set by the donor before, even if it is a tie, the 'Nine Dragons Walk the Sea Seal' should still be kept by our human race, and after sixty years, the donor can compare again." ”

Sixty years later? Hearing this, Di Qin was furious and said, "Bastard, how can it be so reasonable? Either you send someone out to fight with this seat, or you hand over the Nine Dragons and the Sea Seal, choose one of the two, and there is no other way. ”

Shoude Zhenren saw that the other party refused to give up, and he was also quite helpless, on cultivation as a means, he and Xuanye Monk chose one, they were by no means the opponent of Emperor Qin, and it was impossible for Jiulong to give up easily, it was when he hesitated and was hard to break, a distant voice suddenly came from a distance: "Emperor Qin, I can fight with you." ”

The voice was still echoing, and a white-clothed figure had already appeared in the field, he looked more than thirty years old, with a handsome posture, a tall figure, holding a simple and unpretentious long sword in his hand, and the whole person revealed a strange feeling of impermanence and indefiniteness.

As soon as this person appeared, Shoude Zhenren was shocked at first, and then quietly breathed a sigh of relief, Xuanye Divine Monk lowered his Buddha number, and his expression was still unwavering, and Old Lady Zhao and others were all ecstatic.

Looking at the white-clothed swordsman, Di Qin's face was very solemn, he didn't know if this person was here a long time ago, or if he came temporarily, if it was the former, it would be too terrifying, because he didn't feel it at all, there were any land true immortal-level characters nearby.