"Boom—"

Thunder flickered, smoke confused the ring.

"Ahem—"

Yan Beiming coughed up blood, his body was tattered, and he looked sluggish.

"Hehe, General Yan, if you hold on any longer, your body won't be able to stand it." Hua Lao said.

He enjoyed this kind of abusive pleasure, not to mention that the person in front of him was still a great general who fought in all directions.

Hua Lao looked at the embarrassed Yan Beiming in front of him, and smiled cruelly, he should almost use this trick to abolish him!

He was instructed just now to abolish the person in front of him, and when he reached their realm, where would he care about a small general's identity, what they valued most was cultivation.

Yan Beiming looked at him, although he was seriously injured, his eyes were still unruly, exuding an unyielding will!

This is a characteristic cultivated after many years of fighting on the battlefield, and if this kind of injury is placed on an ordinary Yuan Infant Stage Immortal Cultivator, I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand it at all!

"Come on, this little injury is still too naïve to defeat General Ben!"

"Roar!"

Yan Beiming roared angrily, and there was an infinite battle intent on his body, and behind him, there seemed to be layers of phantoms, as if there were thousands of troops, and there was a sound of fighting and roaring!

"Kill!"

Yan Beiming waved the long sword in his hand and stabbed straight at Hua Lao in front of him.

This sword is not the slightest fancy, it is just an ordinary sword, but it is like Mount Tai, it seems that the surrounding space is blocked, and there is no way to dodge it!

Hua Lao watched Yan Beiming suddenly become a vigorous tiger, and his face also showed a look of surprise.

Immediately after feeling this stabbing sword, there was an unexpected trace of extreme fear in his eyes!

This sword contains an extreme killing intent, at this moment, he is like facing more than 100,000 soldiers who are not afraid of death, this momentum makes him a little breathless!

This killing intent rushed straight into the sky, as if it was about to split the heaven and earth, and it was like a bamboo, and it directly suppressed his breath in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Only then did he recall a sentence described by Yan Beiming in the market: "A sword is a long river, Yan Beiming!" ”

This kind of sword cultivation is crazy, and it is really possible to fight across the border.

It's just that Hua Lao is naturally not a vegetarian, and his strength has also improved step by step.

He snorted coldly, and the gray mist on his body surged, instantly enveloping his whole body.

Around him, gray whirlpools also appeared, and from the center of the whirlpool came the power of corrosion and destruction!

"Boom!"

The next moment, Yan Beiming's long sword slashed abruptly on the gray whirlpool, and violent spiritual power fluctuations swept out wildly!

Even though this ring was already protected by a special magic circle, there was still energy leaking out, and the surrounding onlookers all exclaimed in surprise and involuntarily took a few steps back.

Above the ring, the wind surged, and the violent spiritual power swept through the scene in the ring that made people unreal.

It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that the scene in the ring was gradually revealed.

I saw that on the ring, Hua Lao stood in place with a gloomy face, he was in rags at this time, and countless hideous scars appeared on his chest.

What was even more shocking was that his right arm had disappeared at this time, and blood was gurgling and filling the entire ring.

It is still very rare for a mid-Yuan Infant cultivator to be beaten so badly by an early Yuan Infant cultivator.

Chu Yunba sat in the audience, and when he saw this scene, his arrogant expression instantly retracted, and he was faintly angry.

On the other side, Yan Beiming staggered, covered in ash, and looked depressed, as if he was going to fall down at any time.

On his body, he could only sense even a faint trace of spiritual power, which was a sign of serious overdraft, and it was easy to hurt the roots.

At this time, Yan Beiming hadn't completely fainted, and his willpower was already amazing.

Hua Lao looked at Yan Beiming, his left fist was clenched, and in an instant, his muscles were exposed, and he said viciously: "Die!" ”

He has been in the Yuan Infant Stage for more than hundreds of years, and few people can hurt him, not to mention that he is still in the Yuan Infant Stage with a lower realm than him.

But don't look at him at this time, it's actually just a skin injury, and it doesn't hurt the root at all.

He was angry that in front of the public, especially under the noses of the third prince, he was beaten so badly by a young infant.

He was full of gray energy, and where the broken arm was, there seemed to be a bud growing, and after a while, an arm grew again.

The cultivators who had never seen such a scene below let out exclamations one after another, looking like they were eye-opening.

Hua Lao didn't make any waves, these are all small means, even if he grows a new arm, it's just a better trick, and the previous arm is already 108,000 miles away.

If you want to cultivate back to your original state, it is impossible to do it without a few decades.

Of course, he had already discovered that the blow he had just delivered on the other side had consumed all his spiritual power, and even his spiritual power had been exhausted, and it was a miracle that he didn't faint at this time.

At this time, the man opposite is a lamb to be slaughtered, and he tortured him in 10,000 ways!

Even if Yan Beiming wants to abstain now, he won't let him get his wish.

The ninth Piaoling looked at the ring with a nervous face, and naturally saw Yan Beiming's situation clearly, and couldn't help but be secretly anxious in his heart.

Hua Lao didn't want to delay any longer, raised his hand, and prepared to give Yan Beiming a fatal blow.

Although he will not be a killer, he can still be tormented by mortals for the rest of his life and be tortured by life worse than death.

Seeing that this vicious man was about to make a move, the Ninth Piao Ling couldn't hold back any longer, so he stood up and said, "Stop fighting, we abstain!" ”

Hua Lao turned his head, looked gloomily at the Ninth Piaoling in the audience, and said: "Your Highness the Nine, this is not in line with the rules, this is more than the King of Chu, but it is very clear, if you want to stop, unless the person who fights takes the initiative to abstain or change people for the next game, others have no right to interfere." ”

He already understands the rules of the competition thoroughly, and he is not afraid of others disturbing him at this time.

As for Yan Beiming, he was secretly pressed by him at this time, and he couldn't open his mouth at all!

"Uncle Yan, it's already okay, give it up." The Ninth Piaoling said anxiously.

However, at this time, Yan Beiming was like a marionette, swaying, as if he had lost consciousness.

Hua Lao looked at Yan Beiming with a sneer, raised his hand, and a gray mist suddenly appeared in the air, and the mist flipped for a while, turning into a poisonous snake and drilling towards Yan Beiming!

"Uncle Yan!"

The ninth fluttering spirit was full of spiritual power, and she was about to make a move, she couldn't watch the elders who had taken care of him since childhood being abolished.

However, at this moment, Chu Yunba looked at her, and the spiritual power on his body also surged, and sneered: "Ninth sister, do you know what the consequences of your attack are, what's more, can you stop an attack in the middle of the Yuan Infant with a small golden pill?" ”

When the Ninth Piaoling heard this, his body shook, his fists clenched violently, and his eyes became red.

Is there really no way?

I saw a small gray snake open its bloody mouth, biting Yan Beiming from all directions, and the next moment, it seemed to tear him to pieces.

However, at this moment, when the little gray snakes were a few feet away from Yanbeiming, they were shattered one by one and turned into powder!

With the strong wind, a figure arrived in the ring in the blink of an eye, stood in front of Yan Beiming, looked at Hua Lao and said, "That's the end of it." ”

The ninth Piaoling slowly raised his head and looked towards the ring suspiciously, at this time, who else dared to go on stage so boldly?

However, when she saw the face of the visitor, her body trembled, and the person in front of her completely overlapped with the person she was thinking about.

For some reason, her tears couldn't stop flowing, and she snorted: "Gu Qiubai......"

On the stage, Gu Qiubai also looked down, and naturally saw the figure of the ninth floating spirit, and his eyes became softer than ever.

The two of them were speechless, but they were worth a thousand words.