"Senior Brother Zhao, I advise you to admit defeat!"

Honghu looked Zhao Tang up and down and came to such a conclusion.

This person is definitely not his opponent, not to mention his strength, just looking at his cultivation, he can't compare to his own.

He is a cultivator in the later stage of foundation building, he is just in the early stage of foundation building, not to mention that there is no name of him in the book of Guantian Xuanhuan, just looking at his simple and unpretentious body, and the wooden sword that has not been opened in his hand, he can conclude that this person is just coming up to be cannon fodder.

"Senior Brother Honghu, if you don't compete with me, how do you know that I won't win?"

"Hahahaha, arrogant! But I like it, then my brother will convince you to lose today! ”

Honghu laughed loudly and took out his own from the dantian

The Poison Dragon Bow began to face Zhao Tang, who he had not regarded as an opponent before.

"Jiazi No. 1 Honghu vs. Jiazi No. 36 Zhao Tang, start the competition."

A sleepy-eyed monk sitting on a high platform outside the ring yawned and shouted.

With his order, Honghu instantly tightened his bowstring, and the finely carved red bow seemed to have a spiritual light on it.

But in a breath, an arrow condensed from the empty bow, and at the moment when Honghu let go, the arrow was instantly activated by him like a swimming dragon.

"It's worthy of being a poisonous dragon bow and a tiger!"

"It's such a strong spiritual power fluctuation, it only took a breath to start archery!"

"Looks like he's going to win this time!"

A few monks at the gambling table were clamoring and shouting, as if they saw the spirit stones they had placed bets waving at them.

The female cultivator who bet on Zhao Tang to win before smiled on the side, but the male cultivator who stayed by her side couldn't help it.

"Senior sister! You see, I told you not to get off him, now the two of us are losing, you only opened two medium-grade spirit stones, but you pressed all my net worth into it! ”

"Senior brother, don't worry about it first, it's better to take a look first."

The female cultivator was not in a hurry, her eyes were still firmly fixed on Zhao Tang, who had not yet made a move.

Honghu's arrows on the stage were getting closer and closer to Zhao Tang, and he could even feel the dragon's breath attached to that thing.

He took a deep breath and threw his peachwood sword on the ground, pulling out another iron sword from the sword box on his back.

It was an extremely heavy sword, and in the eyes of everyone, it was not a good choice to use a heavy sword, and Honghu's arrows were fast and swift and dexterous.

How to defend and how to attack with such a heavy sword?

What's more, he didn't even have a defensive cover, and he was slow to walk with a heavy sword, and everyone was sure that Zhao Tang was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to enter Honghu's body.

But then something unexpected happened.

I saw that the heavy sword did not block the arrow shot by Honghu, but threw the heavy sword straight towards Honghu as a flying blade.

"Hey, what is he doing here? Scared? ”

"Throw your own magic weapon out? But he's not a secret weapon! ”

"Could it be that he threw such a heavy sword out to be a dart?"

"I think he was so frightened by Honghu's poisonous dragon bow that he couldn't walk, right?"

"Tsk, today's first fight is really boring, it's not as good as the cool from the Qi training period next door."

The whining sound from the audience made the Jindan period deacon sitting on the high platform have a headache.

Why are these little cubs still so noisy watching a game, and they still want to take a nap, tsk, it's a waste of sleep now.

The deacon yawned, opened his eyes, and looked at the group of friars.

The monks standing in the audience had different opinions, and all kinds of speculations about the changes on the stage were changing rapidly, which made them frightened.

I saw that after the monk threw the heavy sword, he disappeared on the fighting platform in a flash, and Honghu's arrow swooped into the air, paused in the air, and fell to the ground and disappeared into a little spiritual light.

Honghu frowned, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, he looked up, and the heavy sword was slowly flying towards him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Honghu took a step to the left, and the heavy sword fell beside him, and landed on the stone slab of the fighting platform.

He sneered and shouted into the air, "Senior Brother Zhao, you can't help but look down on me too much, right?" Isn't it too substandard to use an invisibility charm on the fighting platform? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a murderous aura attacking, Honghu hurriedly clenched the poisonous dragon bow in his hand, and the magic trick in his hand flipped to cover himself with a defensive cover.

After having a defensive shield on his body, Honghu hurriedly and quickly launched the light arrow in his hand, and at that moment, the arrow rain was long, almost enveloping the entire fighting platform.

Honghu has a flexible body, constantly changing his body shape and retreating backwards as he fires arrows.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Zhao Tang, who had disappeared into the venue before, suddenly appeared in front of Honghu.

Honghu was shocked in his heart, at this time, Zhao Tang was holding a pocket small sword in his hand, and his unique body shuttled through the rain of arrows, like a fly in the rain, accurately dodging every arrow.

Honghu saw that he was getting closer and closer to him, gritted his teeth, stretched the poisonous dragon bow in his hand a little more, he bit his tongue, and squirted a mouthful of heart blood into the bow.

In an instant, everyone in the audience could feel that Honghu's momentum was much stronger than before.

The bow absorbed his blood and became more sympathetic to him, Honghu This is a condensed arrow, which is completely different from the previous ones.

The power of this arrow, the trembling of the bow that everyone in the audience can hear, and the dragon roar emitted by the family is Honghu's famous stunt, but it is not his final hole card.

Let Honghu send out this arrow, although Zhao Tang is not a strong man, it is by no means that simple.

Honghu let go of his bowstring, and a golden arrow carrying the phantom of a silver dragon attacked Zhao Tang.

Zhao Tang did not back down, with a hint of decisiveness in his eyes, Honghu suddenly felt that there was an aura behind him that could not be ignored and attacked him.

Honghu was suddenly shocked in his heart, and when he looked back, it was actually the wooden sword that Zhao Tang threw on the ground at the beginning.

Honghu looked back at Zhao Tang again, but found that the arrow he had just fired hit only a phantom.

"Illusion? Aren't you a sword cultivator? ”

Honghu leaned over and rolled on the ground, and threw a talisman in his hand towards him, it was a flame talisman, and the moment Honghu threw it, these talismans turned into flames and wrapped Zhao Tang.

Zhao Tang's voice came from the flames: "Senior Brother Honghu, I told you that I won't necessarily lose, not to mention..."

The sound in the fire suddenly stopped, and Honghu clenched the poisonous dragon bow in his hand, just about to take out his other magic weapons from the storage bag.

But he didn't expect to feel a trace of coldness in his neck, and the familiar voice behind him came again.

"What's more, senior brother, you lost."

Honghu turned his head slightly, and he saw from the afterglow that Zhao Tang was holding the heavy sword in his hand, and the heavy sword was in close contact with his neck.

"How so? That's impossible! ”

Honghu's pupils constricted, he couldn't believe what had happened in this short period of time?

Why didn't he capture Zhao Tang's actions from beginning to end.

"I really feel sorry for you, Senior Brother, I lost to me, an unknown junior, and I was really disappointed that I didn't see the true strength of Senior Brother Honghu's Poisonous Dragon Bow."