"Bang!"

Suddenly, a shoe sole plate was firmly imprinted on Wei Duzun's abdomen, making his body, like a ball rolling on the ground, fall out of more than ten meters in a row before slamming into the ground.

Then the whole person slowly got up from the ground and walked towards Yang Zhi step by step.

Wei Duzun's expression was as if he had been constipated for three days and three nights, and his bloodshot eyes looked at Yang Zhi in disbelief.

What he didn't expect was that this waste was not only kicked, but it was also kicked in it, and even if it was hit, it would actually shake him!

"You dare to kick me?"

Forcibly enduring the pain of turning the river and the sea in his abdomen, Wei Duzun's face was twisted, his eyes were hideous, and green tendons as thick as thumbs burst out on his forehead.

"Idiot, you have to make me regret living in this world, who do I not kick you?" Yang Zhi looked at Wei Du, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in his smile.

"Little bastard, I'm going to kill you alive......"

Wei Duzun vomited blood in his heart, and the terrifying and powerful killing intent was released wildly, and when he raised his hand, a huge hideous axe slashed towards Yang Zhi.

As soon as the giant axe appeared, a murderous axe shadow that was condensed like a substance appeared in the void, and in an instant, there was nothing else in the entire battle platform, all of them were shrouded in this Huohuo axe shadow, domineering and powerful.

"What a terrifying axe martial spirit, eighteen martial arts-type martial arts are the most martial arts, no wonder Wei Duzun's subordinate martial artist dares to claim to be the only one, even the middle martial artist is not willing to provoke easily, just with the martial spirit he shows, among the same level, it is indeed rare to meet opponents!"

"That kid doesn't know where it came from, he is only a sixth-level cultivator, and even Wei Duzun dares to provoke, now he is dead!"

"It's not just as simple as dying, I don't think he can even leave a corpse, under the pressure of such a powerful axe martial spirit, even if he has more hole cards, he can only be killed at this moment!"

Under the battle platform, the crowd saw the terrifying giant axe released by Wei Duzun, and they all shook their heads and cast a compassionate gaze at Yang Zhi.

The scene seemed to be developing towards the crowd's discussion, and in the face of the furious axe shadow killing momentum like a sea of prisons, Yang Zhi's whole person seemed to be frightened, standing there without moving.

But, is that really the case?

At this moment, I saw Yang Zhi's lips upturned, his body slightly to the side, and at the same time, one arm was raised, aiming at the phantom of the giant axe that covered the sky and the sun.

A simple knife looked very ordinary, but in the shadow of the axe qi killing in the air, a red blood qi sword light rolled up.

The sword light turned into a blood-colored dragon, galloping in the terrifying axe killing shadow, and wherever it passed, the axe killing shadow retreated one after another, and the army was defeated.

Wei Duzun's scalp exploded, at this moment, there was no more half of Yang Zhi's shadow in his eyes, only a blood-colored torrent, spreading in all directions, rolling up a terrifying murderous aura like Tianwei.

For a moment, he forgot about defense, or rather, anyone who faced Tianwei could only sit back and wait for death.

"Stop, I'll throw in the towel......"

After all, he was a master among the lower martial artists who had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, Wei Duzun woke up at the last moment and immediately screamed.

At this moment, what emerged in his chest was not only the fear of death, the desire to survive, but also a heart-shattering remorse.

He hated, hated why he was so arrogant, so unsightly.

He and Yang Zhi did not have any inextricable grudges, just for the sake of the ridiculous majesty of the strong, they just wanted to find the dead to provoke him!

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, and Ling Zhi is not the kind of good person who was hit on the left side of his face and stretched out his right cheek.

The murderer is always killed, and others will make him regret being born in this world, how can he let the other party go?

While Yin Hong's sword qi was raging, Yang Zhi didn't spare half of his hand.

The blood-drinking madness knife rolled forward suddenly, and a terrifying blood qi sword light bloomed, and Wei Duzun, who was still looking at the world as nothing a moment ago, completely shattered his entire body, and sprinkled a red blood rain on the battle platform.

The sound of the aura explosion disappeared, Yang Zhi put away his sword, his right hand volleyed into the void, and a Sumeru ring that fell from the sky was suddenly pocketed.

Earlier, he had noticed that among the contestants, he and Wei Duzun had Sumeru rings, and the others were all using storage bags.

Based on this, this person obviously has an extraordinary background and a rich family background, so if he takes away this Sumeru ring, there may be an unexpected surprise.

Under the stage of the god of war, the crowd watched this scene in amazement, and they couldn't react for a long time.

Is this the end? Praised by countless people as one of the top four in this selection competition, it is likely to be the strongest of all, and he lost like this?

Not only was he defeated, but he was also defeated so completely that he couldn't even keep his complete corpse, who was that kid with a sixth-level cultivation?

And the knife just now, what is going on? Is it a manifestation of his true strength, or is it borrowing the power of the weapon?

The long knife in his hand that can release blood light, will it be a great martial artist-level four-grade battle knife?

"Yang Zhi, you really didn't disappoint me, but the lower martial artist is only the lower martial artist after all, when you really become a disciple of the Chaos Sect, it is when your nightmare begins!"

On one side of the battle platform, Bai Bing, who had already finished the last battle, saw Yang Zhi's indifferent figure, and a trace of vicious light flashed in his cold eyes.

"This bastard, he's really strong, it seems that the previous plan has to be changed, and if he is not a mid-level martial artist, he must not be provoked!"

Feng He looked at Yang Zhi from afar, his face full of murderous intent trembled slightly, and a trace of deep jealousy flashed in his eyes, he was afraid that Yang Zhi would become his nightmare for a long time from now on.

"The reincarnation of a master? or do you have hole cards that outsiders don't know?

In the distance, Chen Han stood proudly with his hands in his hands, his expression was indifferent, his lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile that seemed to be absent, and the whole was full of a free and elegant temperament from the inside out.

"Hahaha, it's worthy of my Hua Xiong's brother, the amount of alcohol is a little stronger than me, and his skills are even a little bit better than me, yes, it's really good, hahaha!" Hua Xiong laughed, his heart full of joy.

Unbeknownst to him, the crowd around him who heard this sentence showed disdainful eyes at him.

This kid had to be entangled with an opponent of a ninth-level martial artist for a long time just now, and although he won in the end, he was covered in blood, so he dared to say that he was a little worse than Yang Zhi, I'm afraid I don't know how long the horse's face is?

Not to mention the various expressions of the surrounding crowd, as the host of this grand competition, Wu Jian's expression on his face became extremely exciting after watching the last round of Ling Zhi.

In fact, whether it was Wei Duzun, Feng He, Bai Bing, or Ge Shan, before Dabi, he had heard of each other's names, and even deliberately paid attention to them.

In his impression, if someone advances in the end, there must be four of them among the thirty people.

But he didn't want to, the final result was a big surprise, not only did Geshan, who he was very optimistic about, be eliminated in advance in the first round of the token competition, but Wei Duzun, who was subconsciously considered by him to be the first contestant, also fell in the last round.

The only consolation is that although two genius disciples who should have belonged to the Chaos Gate have been lost, a new dark horse has also emerged.

The Yang Zhi who was looked away by himself is counted as one, and the Chen Han with the star-eyed martial spirit is also counted as one.

Although these two people were not well-known before, in terms of real combat power, they definitely surpassed Wei Duzun, who had fallen.

Thinking of this, Wu Jian's heart swelled with a burst of relief, this is the future wealth of the Chaos Gate.

If they can continue to grow, given time, they may not become the mainstay of the entire Chaos Gate.

Then he waved his hand and beckoned a doorman next to him, pointed to the direction of the battle platform and said: "That Yang Zhi, as well as Chen Han, Fenghe, and Bai Bing, focus on it in the future!"

The man glanced at the four of them with envy when he heard this, but he fully understood what kind of person the lord in front of him was, which was notoriously iron-faced and selfless.

Now that he has personally said that he wants to focus on the four newcomers, it is difficult for those people to think about their future prospects.

After a moment of silence, the doorman looked at Wu Jian and said tentatively, "Elder, do you need to give them some special care?"

"Special care?"

Wu Jian shook his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If even this bit of competition from the sect requires our special care, then they don't deserve to be valued by the old man, do you understand what I mean?"

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