Jing Jue got up slowly, looked at the few claw marks on the chest in front of his chest and the phantom figure standing in the air not far away, frowned, and roared: "If you want me to admit defeat, no way!"

Saying that, Jing Jue jumped forward, didn't care about the phantom anymore, and swept straight towards Bai Shaoqun, his meaning was obvious, there was no point in fighting with the phantom, if you wanted to solve the problem fundamentally, you still had to deal with Bai Shaoqun directly.

Bai Shaoqun has been out for a long time, if he can't even detect Jing Jue's intentions, then he can be regarded as a fool, "Toast and don't eat and drink!" He snorted coldly, and then the spell in his mouth continued, urging the phantom to protect him.

Seeing this, Jing Jue's speed suddenly accelerated, regardless of it, he raised his hand and punched at Bai Shaoqun's face.

Bite!

However, as soon as the punch was struck, a fist shadow suddenly came up, colliding together, like gold and iron intersecting, and it actually made a crisp sound.

Jing Jue looked at it, and it turned out that the ghost-like phantom was blocking in front of him, protecting Bai Shaoqun behind him.

Now he understands that if he doesn't solve this phantom, I'm afraid it will be really difficult to get close to Bai Shaoqun's body.

"Senior brother, that phantom is driven by aura, you just need to hold on, and after a long time, the phantom will dissipate itself!"

Just as Jing Jue was about to take measures, Jia Jin, who was compared to the ring, shouted loudly, reminding Jing Jue.

Jing Jue squinted at Jia Jin, and then leaned back, turned his feet, and pulled his entire body back for a distance.

However, when Bai Shaoqun heard this, he was as uncomfortable as a snake that had been caught seven inches, and his face turned pale.

"If you want to delay time, it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!" Bai Shaoqun said as he turned the folding fan in his hand again, and the spell was urgent, and the second bead also shot out.

Whew!

The same cold wind swept out, but the bead suddenly turned into a dark red phantom without urging, like a ghost, holding an iron chain, staring at Jing Jue with a fierce face.

"It's... The second bead of the fan?" Everyone below was amazed, not many of them had seen Bai Shaoqun use this folding fan before, and now they were full of eyes.

In the ring, a ghost, a ghost, and two phantoms stared at each other, baring their teeth and forcing Jing Jue in the middle.

This one is already difficult enough, and if there is another one, Jing Jue really has no bottom in his heart.

"Up!" However, Bai Shaoqun had no intention of keeping his hand, and let out a loud shout, constantly urging his spiritual power to control the two phantoms forward.

Woohoo!

The ghost was a phantom, taking the lead, holding an iron chain and flying in the air, with the Dao Dao Yin Wind, slashing towards Jing Jue.

At the same time, the ghost was still undiminished, his hands turned into claws, and he forced Jing Jue to get close.

Jing Jue still wanted to fight back, and he was engrossed in urging the cloud shadow step, interspersed between the two ghosts, trying his best to dodge the powerful attacks one after another.

At first, he suffered a little, but after dodging for a long time, Jing Jue seemed to be much more comfortable, relying on the agility of Yun Yingbu, he didn't suffer any more damage.

Bai Shaoqun looked at the scene in front of him, shocked and angry, you know, driving two phantoms at the same time, how terrifying the consumption is, at this time he is already a little dry and weak.

Moreover, since he got this folding fan, he was the first one who could fight against two illusory shadows at the same time under his hands!

"Hahaha... Okay! Sure enough, it's the way I like it!" Bai Shaoqun laughed angrily, his expression so cruel that it was almost distorted.

As he spoke, Bai Shaoqun's hands almost trembled, infinitely squeezing the aura of his whole body, and constantly injecting it into the folding fan.

"Next, it's time for you to hand over this set!"

As he spoke, the third and fourth beads on the folding fan shone at the same time, and the dim light was nothing compared to the previous two.

"Come out!"

"Assert ......"

As soon as Bai Shaoqun's words fell, there was a biting wind in the ring, and then there were two treacherous laughter, which made people's hearts tremble.

A moment later, the hurricane dissipated, and two phantoms appeared at the same time, one in black and pale, and the other in black and black.

"It's... Is it the legendary Senluo Night Ghost?" someone in the audience saw two phantoms and couldn't help but tremble.

At this time, Jing Jue didn't care at all, there were two that needed to be entangled, and two more didn't matter, which could be regarded as lice not afraid of itching.

However, the strength of this Senluo Night Ghost is not comparable to the previous two little ghosts, they are holding a mourning stick, stepping on the yin and yang clouds, and their speed and power have reached the extreme.

The so-called extreme mainly depends on the cultivation of the promoter, this Bai Shaoqun is the seventh layer of Qi training, so the ultimate of the Senluo Night Ghost is the peak of the seventh layer of Qi training.

Although Bai Shaoqun couldn't fully exert his power, it was more than enough to deal with a Jing Jue who only had a sixth-level Qi cultivation level.

The two phantoms of the night ghost came up and struck left and right, and each gave Jing Jue a mourning stick, which made his spirit tremble a little, swaying, and almost fell into the ring.

"Senior brother, if you can't bear it, you will come down, and keeping your life is more important than anything else. Jia Jin looked at Jing Jue's embarrassed appearance, and suddenly he was also frightened, in his opinion, Jing Jue had no backhand, and he was chased and beaten by four phantoms, and he was only supported by his body skills, and it was obvious that Qian Jue's skills were poor.

Jing Jue shook his head, cheered up, and after showing a reassuring look to Jia Jin in the audience, he continued to perform the cloud shadow step and galloped towards the middle of the ring.

Jia Jin also shook his head helplessly when he saw this, he really wanted to go to the stage to pull Jing Jue down, but this is a black market, there is a black-clothed team, and he is not allowed to go on stage to stop the competition.

Seeing this, Bai Shaoqun sneered, and a touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes: "Boy, you are really beaten!"

As he spoke, he urged the four ghosts with all his strength to go towards the Jing Jue Circle.

However, Jing Jue did not continue to urge the body method as he imagined at this time, but stood in place, looking like Ren Er was devastation, and Bai Shaoqun was stunned.

"Boy, admit defeat!" What Bai Shaoqun begged for was nothing more than Jing Jue's body method, and at this moment, he couldn't kill him, and said.

"You've said this several times!" Jing Jue, however, smiled sarcastically, not taking his words seriously at all.

"Hmph! shame on your face!" Bai Shaoqun consumed too much at this time, and his state was not particularly good, seeing such a person who didn't know how to lift, his anger was even better, regardless of it, urging the four ghosts to go towards Jing Jue.

The four ghosts swept by, and the yin wind converged, rubbing the air with bursts of noise, and in just a breath, the four attacks bombarded Jing Jue without hesitation!

"No!" Jia Jin looked at this scene from afar, and almost collapsed for a while, shouting loudly, frightened.

The rest of the people below all screamed at this time, thinking that the victory was decided, and began to cheer for Bai Shaoqun, but Bai Shaoqun's face was withered at this time, and he looked at the figure not far in front of him in horror, and trembled: "Change shape!"

That's right, what the four ghosts attacked before was just an afterimage, and Jing Jue's true body was rushing towards him with the Overlord Fist held high at this time.

"Hey, how did this kid come out!" a voice said in a corner of the dark market in the dark, and then looked at a dark shadow beside him and said, "Do you see clearly?"

"Nope. Another voice also sounded at this time, and it also seemed a little surprised.

"I didn't expect that Yunhua Sect would have such an excellent disciple, and I would have to go to Haosheng to investigate if I had time. ”

......

Not only these two people, but everyone in the audience, including Jia Jin, was stunned when he saw Jing Jue's figure reappearing, obviously seeing that he was besieged by the four ghosts, how could he escape?

After a while, Jia Jin calmed his mind a little, took a deep breath and said, "When this kid comes down, I will definitely deduct some of his spirit stones to soothe the wounds in my soul." ”

In the ring, Jing Jue approached Bai Shaoqun in an instant, raised his fist, and smashed down with a punch, facing his head.

The fist power poured down, with a suffocating wave of qi, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped Bai Shaoqun, making Bai Shaoqun's eyes a little unable to open.

Bai Shaoqun was afraid in his heart, it was too late to urge the phantom protector at this time, so he could only turn the fan around, facing the defensive side against Jing Jue, ready to resist the tyrannical blow.

Clang!

A loud bang resounded throughout the black market, like a giant bell being struck.

Although he had a folding fan to defend himself, but Jing Jue's fist was even more powerful, Bai Shaoqun flew out upside down like a broken paper kite for a while, and fell heavily to the ground coughing up blood.

"Now, it's time for you to admit defeat, right?" The roles were reversed, and Jing Jue slowly walked in front of Bai Shaoqun, looking down at him with contempt on his face.

Like Bai Shaoqun, Jing Jue is not trying to take the other party's life, so naturally he doesn't need to make up for it.

However, Bai Shaoqun seemed to be speechless, shook his head, and then stared at Jing Jue with a hideous face, revealing a miserable smile.

Immediately, his fan turned again, and the fifth bead shone at this time, and the light of the entire black market instantly seemed to be obscured by a ghostly light.

"Young Master, don't!"

While Bai Shaoqun was making such a move, the maid Yunxiu flew towards the ring, trying to stop all this.

But as soon as he moved, he was beaten back by a strong energy, followed by a voice that was extremely cold: "Seeing that you are a person from the Nine Dao Palace, I will leave you alive for the time being, if you are stubborn and want to interfere with the competition, Hugh blames this seat for being ruthless!"

Apparently, the men of the Black Team made a move.

At the same time, a cold and icy aura above the ring suddenly exploded, rapidly spreading through the black market at an extremely fast speed, making the entire black market cold and abnormal.

"Iron Pen Judge!" Bai Shaoqun's almost crazy voice resounded, and then, a majestic phantom appeared in the air, and the momentum spread out, making everyone present almost suffocate.