It's just that Zhuge Duhan Bijing is a newly promoted Martial Emperor level, and the team doesn't have too much time to cultivate, so I don't know if I don't think that Su Qi has already caught up with his cultivation, and by now, he has even surpassed him.

The moves of the two of them are no fancy at all, and this kind of battle is like two bulls competing for pure strength, constantly colliding and roaring.

This kind of battle is the most exciting for men, and in the sound of weapons colliding, the roars around are getting louder and louder.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

The sound of killing, one after another murderous aura, criss-crossed, rendered the arena of Nuoda like an ancient battlefield.

"Boom!"

Another heavy blow, Su Qi, who had a more solid foundation, finally defeated Zhuge Duhan and forcibly knocked the latter's two-handed big sword away.

There was no pursuit, Su Qi just put down the Yunqiang giant axe, and then rubbed his arm that was a little numb.

Zhuge Duhan shook his head and smiled bitterly, his arms trembled even more, obviously, in the confrontation just now, he had endured more than Su Qi.

"Okay, I know you're amazing, I lost this time, but next time I won't lose to you again!"

After saying this sentence in a chic manner, Zhuge Duhan withdrew and leaped off the arena, and this time, naturally, the people of the dragon group won the victory.

However, after a very serious battle with Zhuge Duhan, Su Qi had also lost the strength to fight again, and looked at the masters on the Thirteen Swords of Leng Yue with some dissatisfaction, and reluctantly retreated to the arena.

The one who appeared again was Jiuqianding.

This big man is full of confidence now, although his talent is not the best, but he is definitely the hardest working one, if others practice for an hour, then he will definitely practice for two hours.

Once in private, Night Scale also asked him why he worked so hard, he just touched his head honestly, and said with a smile: "The captain is so powerful, and he is a space ring and a seven-grade demonic beast, what can I do in return?" I'm stupid, I don't know how to speak, but I have a heart that doesn't admit defeat, what you can do, I can't do in the same time, then I will spend ten times as much time to do......"

Now, it is time for Jiuqianding to prove himself.

Before leaving the game, he deliberately looked back at Leng Meiying, who smiled at him encouragingly.

I don't know when it started, whether it was Meng Changsheng or Xiang Duxiu, or Jiuqianding, there was an invisible trust in Leng Meiying, this kind of trust was almost unprecedented for them, but now they feel it, but it is very intimate.

jumped on the stage, but Jiuqianding found that the opponent was already waiting on the stage.

was defeated by Zhuge Duhan, and the people of the Thirteen Swords of the Cold Moon no longer dared to be careless, and after the gray-robed young man, a young woman with fiery red hair jumped out.

The woman is not very handsome, it can only be said that this face looks very ordinary, but the momentum on her body is enough to make anyone put away their contempt.

"Hanshilin is really a place where talents come out, hahaha!"

Without saying a word, Jiuqianding laughed, and rushed over with a pair of iron fists.

Jiuqianding's fist is not an ordinary fist, and this point, the bitter old student Huang Long in the stands has the most experience.