The eight veins are all four veins, and they are even more secretly attached to Yan Wuzhui with a little mysterious aura, half of which is on the vain heavy cold gun, the bloody blow suddenly shattered and exploded, Yan Wuzhui was rushed to the ground by this explosion, and just when his body was unstable, the remaining five veins came towards Qu Nanchen.

Qu Nanchen was terrified in his heart, how did this Yan Wudrunk know where he was, the powerful imprisoning power of the Void Shadow Mountain Shadow was not useful, Qu Nanchen drew his gun to block a finger, and the two collided, but he was shocked back, and the Heavy Cold Spirit Spear fell to the ground.

Silently reciting the magic trick, he actually merged with the phantom in an instant, turned into a humanoid phantom and dodged two blows again, outside the battle platform, three Lingtai realm guards hurriedly shot, transported the power of the Lingtai, and the monstrous energy was killed, wanting to block this fingering, it took two or three points of force to stop it.

But Qu Nanchen is not a god, only two blows later, the figure appeared again, and there were two fingers to kill the heart, and it was in vain to gather momentum again, and the side of the body, although he dodged the heart, but the pulse still broke through the defense, and two blood mist pierced through his left shoulder and lower abdomen one after another.

"Bang!"

Qu Nanchen was seriously injured by this, the void shadow retracted into his body, the consciousness gradually dissipated, and there was no longer any combat power at all, like a poisonous insect's vein frantically destroying the injured place, he also fell to the ground, smashed the battle platform out of the deep pit, and fainted.

And although Yan Wudrunk fell on the battle platform, he was also injured, but he was weak, he endured the pain of the broken meridians, slowly got up with his hands on the ground, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of regret.

Qu Nanchen is a good opponent, if he doesn't do his best, he is not his enemy. It's just a pity that it's so arrogant, Yingjie will stop here, and I can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

The elders of the Qu family had already come to the stage to take Qu Nanchen away, and they didn't blame Yan Wudrunk too much, after all, in the battle between the two, whoever loses will be seriously injured, if Yan Wudrunk is allowed to bear the blows of the boundless marksmanship and the Empty Stygian Mountain, the situation is not much better than him.

The warriors watching the battle applauded loudly, and their eyes were full of shock. This young man with a rising purple breath did not disappoint after all, and once again won earth-shattering applause, and the cheers resounded through Chaotianmen, a generation of shocking demon talents, at this moment, it is so eye-catching.

Li Wujing and Elder Yunmu flew up to the stage to support him and bring him back to the stage. Wujing and several people immediately surrounded him, also full of concern, thinking that he would be defeated by Qu Nanchen in this battle, but now he showed his magic skills and returned strongly.

The Great Elder smiled happily, and even the Third Elder praised loudly, "You kid really gave us too many surprises, this Heroic Meeting, my Li family's demeanor accounts for half of them!"

"I'm curious, how did you do it. Li Canglan, who usually doesn't smile and is like a wood, has a flat face, this is the first time I have heard him speak, and his eyes are full of interest, and he is a little more angry than before. 89 Books

"It's just luck. Yan Wudrunk said a word, attracting several hatreds around him. I didn't know how to explain it to them, so I did it perfunctorily, after all, it was really luck, if it wasn't for the discovery of consciousness in these few days, it would not be known if I would win or lose with Qu Nanchen today.

"Hypocrisy. Wujing shook his head and scolded, his handsome face trembling fiercely. Everyone shook their heads and laughed.

And Qu Nanchen, who was full of power in this battle, unfortunately lost, and the martial artists of this Guiyuan Realm were also valued by many Tianjiao, and Xuanyuan Tianyu and Baili Yunlong glanced at each other, and the meaning was unknown.

The Holy Maiden of the Nine Heavens Xuannu Pavilion, Feng Ruoxi, changed her beautiful eyes, "I hope that Yan Wudrunk can really win the first place in the Yingjie Society, but it is just the secret ...... of the sect" Thinking of this, her face turned slightly red.

The clear and clear eyes of Yan Yue of the Northern Han Sect showed a little surprise, and I don't know how the young man could do this, if it was himself, I am afraid that he would not be Qu Nanchen's enemy.

The sky is getting colder and colder, and the enthusiasm on the heavenly gate is unabated, as if he has not yet drawn his mind from the battle of the two demons, and the sixth battle has already drawn out candidates, Wujing and Dongfang Ting.

"Drunken master, you are really peerless, heroic, and the handsomeness looming between your eyebrows has already attracted thousands of girls to secretly wish for ...... heart" Wu Jing learned that he was fighting with that Dongfang Ting, his face changed rapidly, and he scolded and scolded at the last moment, at this time, his face was full of flattery, and he helped Yan Wudrunk pinch his shoulders and beat his back, and he didn't know where to find a fan, and fan some biting cold wind.

"It is not difficult to deal with the Duzun Martial Infantry Dongfang Ting, if you move his steps, the extremely subtle changes will be captured, and you will definitely be able to get the first opportunity by attacking with your Ten Thousand Law Divine Eyes. Yan Wudrunk saw that his attitude was quite respectful, so he told him about Dongfang Ting's weaknesses.

"And Dongfang Ting's breath is a little vain, presumably it is to swallow pills to increase combat power when cultivating combat skills. Yan Wudrunk thought for a moment, and then spoke.

At this time, Li Canglan on the side realized that with such insight, it was well deserved to win Qu Nanchen, and he became more and more curious about Yan Wudrunk, and his deep eyes hid the pride of covering the world.

"Thank you, drunk. The disrespectful smile chased the joy, and the feet turned over on stage, the white clothes were more elegant, coquettish and handsome, and many women in the audience fell for it, and then raised a confident smile.

On the opposite side, Dongfang Tingjian's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he was solemn, stepped forward with his left foot, and said, "I have heard the name of Li Yulin, the holy son of the Li family, and I have never heard of Wujing, please advise." ”

Dongfang Ting deliberately provoked him, and it was really as he wished, he heard the words without respect, his face was gloomy, and he directly sacrificed the giant sword to kill.