While the fight was scorching, Chu Tianxing took out a magic knife from the storage bag, five feet long and half a foot wide, shining with a cold light.

With a knife in his hand, Chu Tianxing's momentum also changed suddenly, the knife was like a scythe of death, flashing with cold air, and countless souls whimpered, as if it could really harvest all life.

"Hehe, surnamed Mou, can die under the grandfather's medium-grade magic treasure, it can be regarded as your creation, today, let you see the power of this death scythe, remember, today next year is your sacrifice day!" Chu Tianxing said with a sneer.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, what is so much nonsense!" Mu Zifeng spoke, but from his tone, he obviously felt a little lacking in confidence, and his eyes began to wander.

Chu Tianxing raised his head proudly.

"Hahaha!" Seeing Chu Tianxing introduce his medium-grade magic treasures, Lei Leopard, Cen Qin, and Rui Sisi, even Cen Long, who was not smiling and had always been lazy, was amused, "Isn't this a big knife in front of Guan Gong!"

The Grim Reaper is possessed, what are you still showing?!

Qi Tianyang couldn't help frowning when he saw that all of Mu Zifeng's teammates looked indifferent, a little unclear, he also had the same question, "That kid in the field is so embarrassed, why aren't his companions worried at all?"

As soon as they saw Chu Tianxing show off their weapons, their faces were filled with smiles that were about to see success, "What kind of bullshit Terran powerhouse, just these two times, are also worthy of being called strong?

"Whew!"

The magic knife in Chu Tianxing's hand opened and closed widely, and with the sound of the wind, it slashed down at Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng dodged to the side, and the knife slashed into the air, but the knife momentum did not decrease, "stab", and the bluestone floor on the platform of life and death was split by the magic knife out of a deep ditch that was more than three feet long, three feet deep, and half a foot wide.

"Lord Chu Tianxing is mighty!"

"Lord Death's Scythe will win!"

The disciples of the Huang Li Sect all cheered for Chu Tianxing excitedly.

Chu Tianxing pursed his lips, looking seven dissatisfied and eight dissatisfied, "I see where you are hiding this time!" He turned the knife sideways and swept it towards Mu Zifeng's waist.

"Ahh

Mu Zifeng shouted and ran towards the edge of the life and death gladiatorial arena, but with the protection of the formation, he couldn't get out.

Chu Tianxing obviously knew this, and when the move was old, the magic knife left his hand and threw it at Mu Zifeng's back, and he didn't forget to yell in his mouth, "Give me death!"

"Huh!" I saw that the magic knife flashed with cold light, flying towards Mu Zifeng's back, but Mu Zifeng's body flashed, and he broke free from under the magic knife, the magic knife lost its strength, and flew about ten meters away, and fell to the ground with a "choking" sound, Mu Zifeng did not advance but retreated, and reached out to pick up the magic knife.

"Give me back the magic knife!" Chu Tianxing twisted his waist and hurriedly stepped forward, because he suddenly found that the spiritual power connection between himself and the magic treasure was suddenly broken, that is to say, it was impossible for the magic knife to fly back into his hand by itself.

This discovery surprised him a lot, you know, the reason why he is called the Death Scythe is because he has this medium-grade magic treasure magic knife, if the magic knife is gone, his Death Scythe will be in name only, and it will definitely be laughed at by the people in the sect, so, no matter what, this magic knife must not fall into the hands of that Terran boy.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and rushed towards Mu Zifeng as he had done at the beginning. Fourth-order magicians vs. second-order magicians, the gap between the two great realms, isn't it just a crushing, and you still care about a fart!

"Here you go!" As soon as Mu Zifeng saw Chu Tianxing rushing over, his hands trembled, as if he habitually turned around and wanted to run, but suddenly found that he was still holding Chu Tianxing's magic knife in his hand, he handed his hand forward, and immediately let go, and Chu Tianxing was running forward, how could he see that the magic knife had arrived in front of him.

I only heard a "poof", and the magic knife just pierced Chu Tianxing's wide and fat body.

"You...... You ......" Chu Tianxing said two of you in a row, "plopped", fell to the ground, the vitality of his body was passing little by little, and finally his body died.

Mu Zifeng was stupid, standing there, trembling all over, his lips were blue, and he kept panting heavily.

"It's none of my business, he slammed the knife himself! You're going to testify to me!"

Huang Lifan is stupid!

Kirin is stupid!

Even Qi Tianyang is stupid!

This shouldn't be, the fourth-order demon master should be crushed against the second-order demon master, in fact, it is true, that Mu Zifeng was beaten by Chu Tianxing and almost had the strength to fight back, why did he reverse it out of thin air and be killed!

They don't understand. Even Qi Tianyang couldn't figure it out.

"Referee, referee, you give me a break, did I win?" Mu Zifeng came back to his senses stupidly from the shock, dancing with his hands, circling around the ring of life and death, shouting in his mouth, looking at the excitement, anyone can go crazy if they are not careful!

"Grass, what a waste, such a big gap in cultivation can make him lose, is this Huang Li faction a rice bucket?"

"Yes, it won't take three rounds to put it on me, and I'm going to slaughter that kid, and I still have to work so hard!"

"But no, that Terran kid is obviously a rookie, why can't he take it!

The onlookers began to chatter again, looking sorry and at the same time, they were also indiscriminate.

A hint of cunning flashed in Mu Zifeng's eyes, if it weren't for digging a pit for you garbage, would Young Master Ben use such effort?

Only Lei Bao and the others, as if they didn't care who won or lost here, who died or lived, were still chatting about idle days.

"In the forty-eighth game, the City Lord's Mansion of Mosa City won!" The referee helplessly glanced at Qi Tianyang, who was also confused, and had no choice but to pinch his nose and announce that Mu Zifeng had won.

"Boom", the protective formation opened, and Mu Zifeng stepped off the platform of life and death, perhaps because he was in a hurry, he stepped on the air, and the whole person staggered, like a stupid bird.

"Coax!" The onlookers finally picked up a bit of fun and burst into laughter.

Mu Zifeng sneered, lowered his head and walked towards the stand where Lei Leopard and the others were.

"Boy, remember, the blood of our Sect is not in vain, and tomorrow, I will definitely let you die under the Wind and Thunder Bell of the Young Sect Master!"

"Young Sect Master, you have also seen it, I am not Chu Tianxing's opponent at all, I am afraid that he will ...... I'm afraid it is...... Suicide!"

"What the hell, are you talking like that, Chu Tianxing is living a good life, why do you want to commit suicide!"

"Well, there really is such a possibility!" Some people with disabilities began to analyze the various possibilities of Chu Tianxing's suicide again, and finally summed up twenty-two reasons for suicide.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion.

was so angry that he almost hit the wall.

"Boss, you're so good!" As soon as Mu Zifeng returned to the stands, Lei Leopard came up and gave him a big hug.

"That Chu Tianxing of the Huang Li faction is too powerful, but it scares me to death! You don't stand on my feet and cheer me on!" Mu Zifeng squeezed his eyes at the friends who were about to speak, and patted his chest exaggeratedly, looking like he was still in shock.

"Yes, we've been worried about you for a long time!" Cen Qin reacted the fastest this time, and immediately understood Mu Zifeng's hint.

Everyone was making trouble, and they actually picked out some unnutritious words and gossip, giggling and laughing, just waiting for the top sixty list to be announced next.

Sure enough, Qi Tianyang shrouded this area with his spiritual power, eavesdropping for a while, but he didn't hear any valuable information, shook his head suspiciously, and withdrew his spiritual power.

Mu Zifeng smiled slightly.

"If you want to find out something from Young Master Ben, just rely on your little spiritual power cultivation, it's really a little tender!"

The competition on the stage continued, but it didn't cause much turmoil, after all, there was the fight between Mengyi Feishuang and Cao Shangfei and the excitement and funny fight between Mu Zifeng and Chu Tianxing, which ordinary monk could surpass it!

Soon, the list of the top sixty powerhouses was freshly released, and Qi Tianyang stood on the rostrum, looked at the crowd below, and spoke loudly.

"All the monks who participated in the second round of the competition, listen, tomorrow morning, draw lots here on time for the next round of competition, I hope you don't come late, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

With that, he turned around and walked away with his hands behind his back.

"What does this old thing mean? In the second round of the competition, will anyone be late?" Lei Leopard looked at Mu Zifeng suspiciously.

Mu Zifeng smiled slightly, "Of course, there must be someone who can't catch up with the game!" he said lightly.

"Why?"

"You're a pig, you don't understand such a simple truth, that is, someone will take advantage of the night to ......" Cen Long gestured with a motion to wipe his neck.

"Grass, who else dares to do this? Doesn't it mean that this Demon Forest City is not allowed to fight in private?"

"What if the City Lord's Mansion acquiesced?" Cen Long said lazily.

"Then this Demon Forest City City Lord's Mansion is too much of a thing!" Lei Leopard scolded.

"Brother Leopard, you are also a nobleman, and it is not a gentleman's thing to say bad things about others behind your back!" A cold voice came from afar, and then, the figure of Qilin also appeared in front of everyone, and he was followed by more than a dozen guards from the City Lord's Mansion, all with their nostrils facing the sky.

"Second Qi, you are embarrassed to say that you are a nobleman, I think you are a lackey of the Huang Li faction!"

"You ......" The blue tendons on Qilin's neck burst out, the joints on his fists clenched loudly, and after a stalemate for a while, he immediately relaxed, and the anger was also suppressed by him.