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The number of electric rays in the wind also reached tens of millions, and they were everywhere, weaving a web of death in the wind.

"Is there a breakthrough in battle?"

The audience was frightened, and such dramatization was only heard in the books.

In reality, a life-and-death battle is so fierce, how can there be more than any extra thoughts to understand.

But the Black Wind Swordsman did it, and did it well.

Faced with the Bloody Hand Butcher again, the result was similar.

1,000 wounded and 800 self-inflicted.

The sword wind was electrified, destroying the body of the Bloody Hand Butcher.

The fist of the fire dragon fell on the Black Wind Swordsman, who looked fine on the surface, but suffered a terrifying high temperature in his body.

Another fist is falling with the strength of the fist, and even the most excellent body protection method will have an accident.

However, the Black Wind Swordsman was still not destroyed at the first time, he waved the spirit sword in his hand, and continued to shoot as if no one was fine.

The bloody hand butcher couldn't say what he was suffering and wanted to resist, but he couldn't do it at this time.

He could only watch as the blade of the sword struck, leaving fatal sword wounds on vital parts of his body.

When he realized that his life force was draining, his expression was extremely complicated, with resentment and panic.

At the same time, the battlefield began to close, and two people were sent back to the ring.

The Bloody Hand Butcher was already a corpse lying on the ground.

The Black Wind Swordsman was also uncomfortable, half-kneeling on the ground, holding the spirit sword in his hand, his face was like gold paper, and there was an unsettling sound in his body.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the results.

If he also dies, then the fight is a draw.

The owner of the Extreme Dao Pavilion is extremely expectant, and that result means that it will be killed.

Unfortunately, the Black Wind Swordsman still stood up, his cold gaze sweeping over the audience who were expecting his death.

The audience has the illusion of being electrocuted.

After a while, applause erupted from the stands.

Except for a few who lost badly, most of them were impressed by the performance of the Black Wind Swordsman and applauded from the bottom of their hearts.

A four-star powerhouse kills a nine-star powerhouse, and no one believes it when he says it.

However, if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find that this is the bloody hand butcher who cultivates alone, and the Black Wind Swordsman who cultivates two qi.

People speculate that it is Xuan Qi and Xuan Ming Qi.

Xuan Qi is the most suitable swordsman, and Xuan Ming Qi will have a vitality like him.

"That's all. ”

Some people are unbalanced in their hearts and pout, expressing disdain.

The Black Wind Swordsman's performance just now was not too eye-catching, especially in the eyes of the swordsman.

Without the power of the sword, in the end, he was able to defeat the strong enemy by breaking through the mystery of the wind.

"Looks like my eyes are much better than some people's. ”

In the stands, Jiang Chen was also very loud, shouting at Ai Liang, who had an ugly face over there.

Ai Liang clenched his teeth, his face was pale, and he no longer looked bohemian.

"It's just luck. Yang Jing said loudly.

"This martial arts hall is not interesting, it is all a mediocre competition. Ai Liang also said.

The owner of the Extreme Dao Pavilion was dissatisfied, and it was already great to be able to do this.

Is it possible that you still want to invite all the strong people on the list?

That is undoubtedly impossible, Lin Shuangyue and Yang Jing, who are in the top three on the list, can't look down on this little money.

Of course, he didn't dare to say these words, and the audience present also understood that the martial arts hall was already the best.

"The feast of the witch clan is called wonderful, but it's a pity that someone can only stay in the grocery store. Ai Liang sneered.

"Not necessarily. Jiang Chen smiled, everything was silent.

Regardless of the-for-tat between the two, everything else is going on as usual.

The body of the Bloody Hand Butcher was carried down, and the Black Wind Swordsman also said that he was too injured to continue.

In fact, Jiang Chen didn't want to show too much dazzling, and his injuries had already recovered because of the divine body.

The people who are going to play in the back are extremely happy, and there are two less strong opponents all of a sudden, which relieves a lot of pressure.

Ai Liang and his henchmen were leaving.

"What's the matter? Has the son of the Thunder God Sect lost everything? Do you want me to borrow a little from you?" Jiang Chen mocked.

Hearing this, Ai Liang's cannibalistic gaze looked at him.

But in the next second, his gaze was frozen, and his expression was extraordinarily exciting.

Because Jiang Chen happened to receive the fruits of his victory from the Extreme Dao Martial Arts Hall.

One billion plus scary odds made Ai Liang envious.

"We'll see!"

Leaving a word, Ai Liang left in a huff.

"Master Luo, fame and fortune are all dependent on military power, I advise you, don't get too carried away, otherwise you will die. Yang Jing said coldly.

"Are you threatening me?" Jiang Chen propped his hand on the guardrail of the stands, his expression cold.

"So what?" Yang Jing didn't want to be so direct, but when he saw Jiang Chen's appearance, he was very dissatisfied.

"I still have twelve Dao artifacts here, and as long as someone takes your life, all of them belong to that person. Jiang Chen said.

As soon as these words came out, the martial arts hall seemed to explode, and everyone went crazy.

Including Xie Ting and Lin Shuangyue next to him.

"This master is really domineering. Xie Ting couldn't help but think.

"What are you talking about?Do you know what you're talking about?" Yang Jing was also panicked, his face was pale, and his voice was floating.

Jiang Chen sneered and said nothing.

At this moment, the expressions of the people present were very exciting.

Some people looked at Yang Jing, and their eyes made Yang Jing feel cold all over his body.

"Master, Yang Jing is young and vigorous, please don't be like him. ”

"Take back your words, the Holy Martial Academy will remember you a lot. ”

The people who secretly protected Yang Jing appeared one after another.

Interestingly, their attitude is not too tough, soft and rigid.

Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders and smiled even brighter.

"I was just joking, I didn't have to take it seriously, I just wanted to tell him a truth. ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Chen paused, and after attracting everyone's attention, he said: "There is a balance between martial power and fame and fortune, and you Yang Jing represent martial power in my eyes, but that's it." ”

"Arrogance, aren't you just buying and selling Dao weapons, don't say that you really have the ability to cast Dao weapons!" Yang Jing thought that his heart was weak, and he began to shout again.

However, he was immediately stopped by the people of the academy, and at the same time signaled to Jiang Chen's eyes, asking him not to care.

So, Yang Jing also left.

"Miss Xie, let's go too. ”

Xie Ting reacted, her impression of Jiang Chen changed, and because he frustrated Yang Jing's sharp spirit, she felt even more good.

"Master Luo, why don't you let me recommend a place. ”

Hongyun spoke.

Jiang Chen and Xie Ting also had no opinions.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen's expression changed slightly, but no one noticed.

At this moment, there is a situation in the Dharma Body of the Heavenly Guardian Inn.

Ai Liang, who left the Extreme Dao Martial Arts Hall, ran to the Tianhu Inn.

It seemed that he wanted to vent the anger just now on Jiang Chen and Yao Yuntong.

"Yao Yuntong, if you hide in the inn again, you will never want to see your father!"

Ai Liang was outside the inn, shouting regardless of his image.

In the inn, Yao Yuntong's face was pale, and he couldn't sit still.

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