Bing Bishu took the lead in placing a bet, and Xiangxiang also took out the badge and handed it to Doudou. Said: "Full pressure." ”

The other ten gods of war also took out their badges and laughed in unison: "We are all pressed too." ”

Looking at this group of people, his face was full of smiles, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "It's all ordained!

Xiangxiang pushed her forward, and said as she pushed: "Don't look at it, don't go again, people will stop stalling." ”

Before we could get back, the game had already begun. But listen to the referee: "Rank and watch, release your passion, and invite our two great gods with high-pitched cheers and wave-like applause." ”

Bing Bishu nodded to everyone and went into the ring with a smile. As soon as he came to the stage, Bing Bishu put his eyes on the Lingyun Venerable opposite, and Lingyun Venerable also looked at Bing Bishu with a smile. From the eyes of Venerable Lingyun, what Bing Bishu saw was conceit and disdain. I heard Venerable Lingyun say, "It is necessary to remind you: none of the people who were defeated by my hands are still alive. ”

Bing Bishu's smiling face gradually turned gloomy, and said, "Noise!"

Venerable Lingyun laughed steeply, his laughter was full of madness, and said: "Let you see and understand, what is the Dao Law ......" The word was undecided, and the dust in his hand was raised, and the soft silk stretched out in a long way, like a flying needle galloping.

Bing Bishu looked at it, and in the blink of an eye, he thought in his heart: "Sure enough, he knows Taoism, and this shot will be used without any scruples." Okay, what if you have Taoism, see how I broke your rotten 'broom'. ”

Sideways to the right side, while swinging a kitchen knife to slash the dust filament.

The movement was coherent and swift, as if it had been rehearsed a thousand times before. The dense layers of audience under the stage all watched intently, and even their breathing was so low as a firefly.

Venerable Lingyun brushed back the dust and looked at the kitchen knife in Bing Bishu's hand, although it looked dark and swarthy, the edge on the blade was evident. He slowly inserted the whisk into his waist, and with both hands, a layer of sparse purple qi was covered around him; the purple qi looked faint, but in Bing Bishu's eyes, it was undoubtedly the Dao Law, and he secretly thought: "It's finally time to get serious." "Immediately concentrate on vigilance.

Venerable Lingyun said: "You may have seen it, this is the Dao method that I have heard of, and you can turn a blind eye when you die." ”

"It's too early to say big things. ”

Venerable Lingyun, with a flick of his hand, a purple qi flew towards Bing Bi. Now that he doesn't use any energy, he can't dodge it no matter what, so he has to raise the kitchen knife in his hand to block it at the moment. The purple qi slammed into the kitchen knife fiercely, this kind of strength, how could he resist it with brute force. The body is like a kite with a broken string, and it involuntarily flies backwards.

The gods of war and Xiangxiang all exclaimed in surprise, all of them with frightened faces. Most of the rest of the crowd cheered and cheered for the long-famous Venerable Lingyun.

After the ice was sparsely sparsely fell to the ground, a "roll on the spot" turned over and stood up.

Ling Yun frowned slightly, and slapped him in the air again. Bing Bi sparse the material to make the first move, and in the crisis, narrowly avoided the slap that was enough to make his mouth fall out.

Ling Yun saw that Bing Bi Shu avoided another move, and said coldly: "Why do you have to struggle, this person will die sooner or later." The meaning of the words is that he regards himself as a god of death, holding the fate of others in his hands, and he doesn't take Bing Bishu seriously at all.

Bing Bishu didn't laugh angrily, and said, "Come, let me see, your Grim Reaper's big move." ”

More than 1,000 spectators from the field, some people scolded angrily: "His grandmother's, this little mongrel kicked the donkey, openly provoking the great god of Lingyun." ”

"him, kill him. ”

There are also sympathizers: "Too young! The price of the lesson is too high, and most of them will die here." ”

"It's a waste of my mother's time. ”

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The voices of talking, one after another, inevitably some unpleasant ones, reached the ears of Doudou and others, and the twelve people were all blushing from the iron, and they dared not speak out.

But seeing that Venerable Lingyun was slightly angry, his body turned into a ghost, and a few dodges were also close to Bing Bishu's body. In Bing Bishu's view, the swiftness of this action is really like flowing water, but now there is no energy, the Buddha power cannot move, and there is a great feeling of being tied up. Thinking about it, he was not slow at all, picked up the kitchen knife, and slashed at the figure.

It's just that the speed of Bing Bi Shu is like a crawling turtle in the eyes of Lingyun Venerable, and he gently and skillfully dodges it. At that time, his hand was clenched into a fist, and a punch was implemented into Bing Bishu's lower abdomen without hindrance. Bing Bi Shu's body flew out again, and before he landed, Ling Yun Venerable also came under him, and the big hook punch went up, hitting Bing Bi Shu's backbone, and there were two quiet sounds, which shattered Bing Bi Shu's two backbones.

Most of the people in the field are accustomed to the ferocious, violent, and despicable lives here, just to see others spill blood and die, the pleasure of that moment. Doudou was anxious, frightened, and more afraid, and tears rolled down his cheeks, and the rest of the gods of war and Xiangxiang were full of sorrow and indignation.

I felt a hot pain in my back, and then I felt that my lower body couldn't move, almost paralyzed. When his body fell again, this time, Bing Bishu turned down in front of him, and he clearly saw that Lingyun Venerable's eyes were completely covered with red blood, just like the crimson slanting moon in the sky, full of madness, ruthlessness, and killing.

Bing Bishu was full of resolute looks, he was waiting, waiting for an unknown force to erupt. As he pondered, Venerable Lingyun's whole body had a sharp increase in purple qi, and two fists with fierce purple qi landed on Bing Bishu's body without any flattery, one falling to his chest and the other to his lower abdomen.

There were two more clicks, and Bing Bi's ribs were broken twice, and his face was bent, and the pain at the end reached the bone marrow, and it hurt the tip of his heart. In the midst of his ignorance, he saw Venerable Lingyun descending from the sky, and the sole of one foot continued to enlarge in front of his eyes.

The eleven gods of war plus Xiangxiang were sweating in their hands, and their expressions were changing and complicated, and seeing that Lingyun Venerable's foot was about to step on Bing Bishu's head, everyone was shocked, and their hearts were about to jump out of their throats. Doudou and Xiangxiang didn't care that this was the ring, and rushed to the ring.

And the people in the field, seeing this scene, clapped their hands and applauded, thunderous cheers, some prominent, stood up directly, raised their fists, made a posture of fighting, their faces were full of ruthlessness, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Okay, good fight, play him fiercely." It seems that Bing Bishu had a grudge against him in the past, and now he has finally been retributed, and he is indescribably relieved and happy.

This foot is only less than Cheng Qi Xu from the ice Bi Shu's face, and he himself understands that if he lets this foot be stepped on, then he will die. Between the line of life and death, Bing Bishu is anxious and quiet, quiet and anxious, and the fear of death is human instinct, and Bing Bishu can only calm down as much as possible. In the midst of this contradiction, it was like a gossamer, very subtle, and a trace of ripple appeared in Bing Bishu's mind.

At this critical moment, Bing Bi moved his body at will, moved away from the rest of the foot, and solved the crisis.

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