The blood melted into the water, and the pale red blood continued to spread in all directions.

One of the right arms of the young witch clan in the state of the Firmament Sword Slave, with a large piece of flesh on his right chest, was fiercely torn off by the rampaging black fierce crocodile. In an instant, the cyan air flow was like a punctured ball, and it quickly erupted from the severed arm of the young witch clan.

The cyan armor on the surface of the young witch's body was obviously a lot darker, but it was also a loss, and an arm composed entirely of cyan air currents appeared at the broken arm of the young witch.

A cold glow flashed in the dark golden vertical pupils of the black fierce crocodile, and under the control of the little fierce crocodile, the frantically stirred water flow instantly turned the right arm of the young witch clan into slag!

The little fierce crocodile stared at the young witch clan standing in front of him without emotion, and his momentum had obviously decreased, and said with disdain: "If your strength is only this, then you will not be able to defeat me." This is the secret method of the Firmament Sword that my master has been worried about for a long time? It's too weak, if it's just like that, then there won't be a trace of suspense in this gambling fight! …… Ahem, I guess I'm not wrong. ”

Fang was still a cold little fierce crocodile, and after his last sentence was spoken, the crowd of onlookers fell to the ground.

Many disciples on the side of the Interception Sect covered their faces at this moment, and some of the disciples of the Interception Sect who were familiar with the character of the little fierce crocodile couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, as expected, the stupid little fierce crocodile really memorized the lines, and the domineering appearance of Fang Cai was really acted! They said how could the little fierce crocodile they knew be domineering like this.

In the face of the little crocodile's provocative words, the young witch clan who confronted the little crocodile did not break out, he just stared at the crocodile in front of him angrily, his eyes were full of unwilling brilliance.

The Demon Clan's Heavenly Great Sage has entered the Netherworld, and the Wu Clan has no way out! The only way out is to win this lich gamble and rescue the ancestral witch Tianwu who was sealed in the Wind Pillar of Heaven and Earth Town. Ignite the fire of the ancestral land, only in this way can the Wu clan have a glimmer of life, and only in this way can the Wu clan rise again!

As if he had made up his mind, a resolute look flashed in the eyes of the young witch clan wrapped in the cyan battle armor, and the next moment he roared wildly and suddenly raised the long knife in his hand. The cyan aura was blazing, and it was also the fire of life for the young witch. At this moment, the young Wu clan firmly believes that he will become a hero of the Wu clan and be remembered by the people of the Wu clan because he gave his life for the future of the Wu clan!

The blood witch burned the blood secret method, the cyan figure was roaring, and the blood of the witch clan flowing in his body was boiling at this time! In the powerful beating of the heart, a powerful and violent force rushes from the blood vessels into the whole body.

Strength, at this moment, the young witch clan felt the power! An indispensable force for the people to win the victory! Galloping inside him. A powerful force surging in his blood like a volcanic eruption!

If he can win, if it is such a force, then he has a chance to defeat the terrifying fierce crocodile in front of him. The young witch clan clenched his fists, and in an instant, the long knife in his hand erupted with a brilliant cyan light.

"For the Wicans! Kill!!! A roar that was so sharp that it almost changed its pitch exploded from the platform, and the burning young witch turned into a cyan whirlwind, swinging the cyan knife in his hand and striking at the little crocodile with astonishing speed.

"At this point...... should you say 'ridiculous', right?" However, when the young witch clan was fighting with all his might, the little fierce crocodile's slightly wooden voice sounded, and the little fierce crocodile with first-class acting skills taught by the Holy Son of Tongtian. Immediately, he put on a lonely and arrogant posture that he had learned from the Holy Son Master, facing the young witch clan who was directly attacking. A faint blood-colored light flashed in the little crocodile's dark golden vertical pupils.

Ancestral crocodile tactics. Tail of Darksteel!

In an instant, the crocodile's tail swayed, the water flowed agitated, and in the stunned eyes of the young witch clan, the domineering blow of the little fierce crocodile slammed into his all-spelling straight knife.

"Click!" A crisp voice suddenly appeared in the ears of the young witch clan who had given up everything, and the next moment his face changed. And at this time, the little fierce crocodile's domineering tail swing was unstoppable and pumped on the chest of the young witch clan.

In an instant, the young witch clan, who had only left a cyan shadow, burst out into a cloud of blood mist, and slammed directly into the barrier at the boundary of the platform at a faster speed! Crashed into one deep ripple after another.

"Ahem!" The residual consciousness made the young witch clan look at the little fierce crocodile who was still in a posture of a fierce crocodile. Looking at the half-cut long knife that stuck into the tail of the little fierce crocodile for nearly half and could no longer make any inch, the young witch clan fainted in disbelief, and in an instant, the blue qi seemed to be half exhausted and suddenly dissipated, and the red blood water wrapped the young witch in an extreme time.

Needless to say, the outcome of this scene is already obvious. In the first gambling battle without suspense of the Heavenly Holy Son, the sect won another game!

The water world controlled by the little fierce crocodile dissipated instantly, and after the fight, the little fierce crocodile who was already hungry immediately turned around excitedly, and pounced directly in the direction where the sect was located, and the Holy Son Master said, as long as he won this sentence, the Holy Son Master would give him two Qibao chickens, one of the eight treasures of Kyushu, and the thought of the delicious Qibao chicken carefully made by the chef of the Interception Sect, the little fierce crocodile couldn't help but salivate.

Compared with the cheers on the side of the Interception Sect, the Wu Clan's side was much more dull, and several Wu Clan Great Witches looked at the young Wu Clan who was finally rescued and almost had only half a life left, and clenched their teeth for a while.

A great witch took a deep breath and looked at the new generation of disciples of the Interception Sect who appeared on the platform, it is said that it is the Jin Peng Ji Seventeen who has inherited the inheritance of the Golden Winged Dapeng, the great demon of the Interception Sect, and said with fire-breathing eyes: "The Interception Sect's Heavenly Holy Son, and this Saint's True Disciple Sun Ben is the failure of our calculations, don't mess up because of this, let those demon clans cheer first, and then it should be our turn!" ”

Glancing at the Ji Seventeen on the stage, as well as the young and immature cheeks of the sect interceptor, the great witches immediately felt depressed, this is humiliation, this is a mockery from the demon clan!

"Disciples who have only been new for a few years dare to send out, and the Demon Clan's sect really doesn't take our Wu Clan seriously!"

At the signal of several great witches, a young man of the Wu clan with an arrow on his back and a vermilion special longbow jumped and jumped directly onto the platform. Compared with the previous two Wu people, the new Wu clan is obviously shorter than the two of their peers in terms of stature, and from the perspective of momentum, this Wu clan is like an ordinary person, which makes people wonder.

The use of a longbow in such a restricted venue, combined with the slightly thin and short size of the witch, left the onlookers bewildered.

What's wrong with the Wicans? Why did they send such a teenager on the field, could it be that they lost two games in a row before that made them disheartened and chose to give up?

And just when Ji Seventeen, who was on the field, was about to follow the instructions of his unscrupulous uncles and ancestors and mock the Wu clan loudly, a soft shout from the Holy Son of Tongtian suddenly sounded in Ji Seventeen's ears.

"Be careful, surrender if necessary, and remember to do your best!"

Ji Qiqi was stunned suddenly, what did His Royal Highness the Son of His own crazy and domineering country say? Could it be that the voice from the Wu clan is disturbing his mind? Ji Seventeen looked back, but saw the Heavenly Holy Son nodding his head lightly, and the words that rang in Ji Seventeen's ears just now turned out to be really said by His Royal Highness the Holy Son!

"The bow...... Could it be the legendary sun-shooting bow? This witch clan is the descendant of the peak witch queen Yi of the Lich period?! The Three-Eyed Lord sitting beside the Netherworld Lord immediately exclaimed.

"My name is Su Mo, a descendant of the Great Witch Queen. Are you ready, the demon people? I want to avenge Tan Xuan! And at this moment, the young man of the Wu tribe, who was suspected of being a member of the Houyi tribe who had been keeping his head down, suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were burning with flames called anger! (To be continued......)