Did the four spiritual monks have a deep hatred or did they owe someone money that they didn't pay back, or whatever. The fight is unusually fierce, no one admits defeat, and a desperate style of play. Isn't it just a martial arts competition, why fight desperately.

Maybe it's been too long in the castle, too boring, and cultivating all day, and now it's rare to have such an opportunity to fight with all your might. Although there were fights in the castle from time to time, they were all petty fights when they were bored, and they couldn't be put on the table at all.

The battle in the sky continued, and the battle on the ground began. Ye Xiaoman and the other three raised their weapons and rushed towards Zhang Lang. Yang Yu used his long stick back, and the Qinglong Sword was withdrawn by the beautiful man, and he was fighting in the sky.

"Brush~" Zhang Lang disappeared into the portal.

When Ye Xiaoman and the three of them saw Zhang Lang enter the portal, they immediately gathered together, leaned side by side and circled in place, holding their weapons in front of them, waiting for Zhang Lang to appear.

A trace of light flashed in front of Yang Yu, Yang Yu swung his stick and hit him, and Ye Xiaoman and the two women were also ready to attack. But Yang Yu was empty, and Zhang Lang didn't flash out of this direction at all.

"Over here!" Zhang Lang said suddenly.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Lang came out of the portal, waving a brick and sweeping towards Ye Xiaoman. Ye Xiaoman's hands were sealed, and a flash appeared a few meters away, and the bricks in Zhang Lang's hand still swept over. Ye Xiaoman swung his silver spear, and the spear head formed by spiritual power shot towards Zhang Lang.

"Bump~" There was a soft sound, and the brick still hit the target. "Ah~" A scream came out, Cheng Yu was hit by a brick, flew out and fell heavily to the ground. Yang Yu turned around and swung it over. Cheng Yu immediately stood up with his hand, brandishing a silver spear and rushing towards Zhang Lang.

After the first blow was presented, the portal appeared for the second time, and Zhang Lang went straight into it and disappeared. Yang Yu roared angrily in the air. The shadow of the spear formed by the spiritual power also shot into the air, knocking out a small pit on the ground.

Ye Xiaoman's hit missed. The figure suddenly disappeared and flashed out in the other direction a few meters away, Ye Xiaoman kept flashing around Yang Yu and Cheng Yu. And Yang Yu and Cheng Yu were back to back. Observing Zhang Lang in a circle, he didn't see Zhang Lang's voice and shadow under the detection of his divine sense. I don't know where it went.

"Ha~ha~ha~......" suddenly a daxiao sounded in the arena. A powerful coercion pressed from the air towards the four people who were in the competition.

Yang Yu and Ye Xiaoman were forced to flash their bodies under the powerful spiritual pressure. And Zhang Lang was just about to turn out of the portal and carry out an attack, but he was forced out by this spiritual pressure. The four looked up at the sky angrily.

"Seeing that you guys are playing so lively, Ben Long Shao's heart is itching, and Ben Long Shao also came to join in the fun. Long Wei in the sky said.

After speaking, the two dragon horns emitted a bright light and separated from their heads, turning into a hateful nunchuck, which was firmly grasped by Long Wei on the dragon grasp.

The four little guys were eating dim sum, and when they saw that Long Wei and Long Wei also ran to join the battle, they immediately threw the dim sum in their hands and turned into a gust of wind and rushed into the martial arts training ground. Joined the Warband. The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

"Zhang Lang, look at the move~Stick sweeps a thousand troops~" Yang Yu roared and threw the wood-like stick made of Da Luo Yintie at Zhang Lang. The stick spun in the air and suddenly split in two, and two into four...... There are nearly a thousand roots, and they hit Zhang Lang indiscriminately.

"It's good ~ Tai Chi gossip ~ block ~" Zhang Lang blocked the Tai Chi gossip directly in front of him.

"Bump~bump~bump~" A sound sounded, and thousands of sticks hit the Tai Chi Bagua one after another, bursting into a roar. Tai Chi Bagua was hit by a thousand sticks and retreated again and again, and it was already attached to Zhang Lang's body. However, the thousand sticks had been resisted by him nine hundred and ninety-nine, and only the main body remained.

"Bump~" a soft sound. The stick hit the Tai Chi Bagua, and the Tai Chi Bagua flew backwards along with Zhang Lang and fell to the ground.

Ye Xiaoman came directly to Zhang Lang's side in a flash, and the silver spear flipped the gun stick and swept towards Zhang Lang.

said that it was too late, and it was fast to see that Zhang Lang was about to be swept away. If you are hit this time, not only will you be swept out and a long mark will slide on the ground, but you may also be seriously injured. Leads to withdrawal from the tournament. But our Long Wei appeared next to Ye Xiaoman, lifted the nunchuck and swept it over.

The sound of "bump~" hitting the target is heard. Zhang Lang was ready to be knocked out this time, but Zhang Lang did not move. Didn't get hit. The tragedy is that Ye Xiaoman, who was attacking, was directly knocked out by Long Wei's blow and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah~" A miserable scream came out of Ye Xiaoman's mouth.

"Long Wei ~ look at the move ~ a thousand shadows change ~" Cheng Yu yelled.

Cheng Yu inserted the silver spear directly into the ground, his hands swiped and knotted the seal knot, and a trace of spiritual power quickly overflowed from the dantian to envelop his whole body. Cheng Yu's whole body was full of radiance, as if he was covered with a layer of shimmering silver brilliance. Cheng Yu jumped about half a meter high from the ground, his body slowly rotated from the left, and the silver light on his body kept changing with Cheng Yu's sealed hands. Suddenly, Cheng Yujie stopped, palms of both hands forward, and pushed violently at the dragon power in the air.

"Whoosh~Whoosh~......" The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the brilliance surrounding Cheng Yu's body turned into a decimeter-long spike, shooting towards Long Wei in the air.

The sound of "clanging~" sounded in the air, and one after another spikes hit Long Wei's body.

"Whoa~Whoa~" Long Wei let out a soft scream, and kept saying in his mouth: "Cool~Cool~Really cool~ Are you tickling me?"

After Long Wei finished speaking, he raised the dragon's head, stretched out the entire dragon body, and let the spikes hit his body.

Cheng Yu landed slowly, and when he heard Long Wei's proud words, his hands were sealed. The spikes that hadn't finished attacking immediately stopped and lined up, and Cheng Yu pushed violently in front of his palms. All spikes hit the same point three times in a row.

The sound of "jingle bell~" came from Long Wei's body, and Long Wei comfortably accepted the blow of the spike. But suddenly, Long Wei screamed in pain.

"Hey~ Cheng Yu, you hurt Benlong less, see how Benlong cleans you up. Long Wei roared in pain.

"Brush~Brush~Brush~" Long Wei circled in the sky for a while, and the dragon who was holding the nunchuck loosened. The nunchucks fell from the sky in a U-shape, shooting straight into the rain.

The nunchucks that became U-shaped were about to clamp Cheng Yu, and if they were clamped and attacked by Long Wei, then Cheng Yu would probably withdraw from the competition.

It was too late, but it was fast, and when the U-shaped nunchuck was still half a decimeter away from Cheng Yu, Yang Yu, who was already waiting on the side, moved, and a stick attacked. A soft sound of "dang~" knocked the U-shaped nunchuck out of the air. (To be continued......)