Xiang Shaoran stood on the battle platform, the corners of his mouth swept up a trace of sarcasm, looked at Yu Longhai who was cut off by him, and said with a sneer: "Yu Longhai, your palm has been cut off by me, do you want to continue to compare?"

Yu Longhai gritted his teeth, the sharp pain of his broken hand, he almost convulsed all over his body, glared at Xiang Shaoran with resentment in his eyes, and said, "The surname Xiang is ruthless, let's see." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After Yu Longhai finished speaking, he picked up the severed hand, turned around and jumped off the battle platform, returned to Zuo Qianqiu's side, and said with a ashamed face: "Senior Brother Zuo, I ......"

Zuo Qianqiu waved his hand, signaling that he didn't have to continue, and then looked at Xiang Shaoran on the battle platform with gloomy eyes, and said, "Senior Brother Xiang, I didn't expect you to keep a hand, Zuo Mou underestimated you a little, but do you think you can defeat me in this way?"

Xiang Shaoran smiled slightly, and said: "Senior Brother Zuo said that I laughed, I didn't mean to keep a hand, but in the previous two games, I didn't wait for a shot, and my junior brother did it all by himself, so how can I, as a senior brother, come up and perform well, right?"

"Flim Flam. ”

Zuo Qianqiu sneered, his footsteps slowly raised, and the figure instantly appeared on the bluestone battle platform.

"In that case, let me see how Senior Brother Xiang's knife skills are, and whether he can catch Zuo's three moves. ”

Zuo Qianqiu's whole body burst out, and the aura of the half-step Blood King was like an invisible mountain pressing towards Xiang Shaoran.

Xiang Shaoran also put away his hippie smile at this moment, and between his eyebrows, he showed a bit of solemnity, and at the same time, he put away the war knife in his hand.

Seeing this scene, not only everyone, but even Yi Qiu felt a little surprised, how did the senior brother put away the knife, did he want to admit defeat?

But even if you admit defeat, you don't have to put the knife away.

Zuo Qianqiu was naturally curious, and asked with a sneer: "Xiang Shaoran, what do you mean by this?

Xiang Shaoran said with a smile: "Just kidding, Senior Brother Zuo's strength is already comparable to that of the Blood King, how dare I, a martial artist of the Blood Sect Ninefold, look down on you?"

Zuo Qianqiu snorted coldly: "Then why did you put the knife away?"

Xiang Shaoran said: "You don't need to slaughter cattle with a knife to kill chickens, that knife is for killing chickens, and this knife is for slaughtering cows." ”

After Xiang Shaoran finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out a strangely shaped long knife from the space ring.

The long knife is like a flame, the whole body is red, and where the blade is, there is a row of sharp teeth, like the fangs of a tiger's mouth, and the blade is cold and cold.

It is not difficult to see from the appearance alone that this knife is by no means comparable to the previous one.

Zuo Qianqiu frowned, and said solemnly: "Unexpectedly, you not only cultivated to the ninth level of the Blood Sect, but also got a king-level blade, it seems that you have gained a lot from the mountain sealing trial a while ago." ”

Indeed, the reason why Xiang Shaoran was able to progress so fast was naturally due to Yi Qiu's two hundred and sixty drops of sect grade demon beast blood essence.

If Xiang Shaoran only sold the thousand-year-old blood ginseng to the Silver Treasure Trading House, the demon beast blood essence obtained was enough for his cultivation, but it would not be able to exchange it for a king-level blade at all.

So for this matter, Xiang Shaoran has always had a trace of gratitude to Yi Qiu.

"Senior Brother Zuo, do you still think I can go through three moves in your hands?"

The Blood Sect is ninefold, the Cloud Piercing Sword Technique is complete, and a king-level treasure knife, Xiang Shaoran's combat power at this moment is already above Qi Hong, so Xiang Shaoran knows that although he is not Zuo Qianqiu's opponent, he can also create a little trouble for Zuo Qianqiu.

If he can inflict a little more injury on this Zuo Qianqiu, maybe the little junior brother will have a chance of winning.

Zuo Qianqiu sneered: "If you can go through three moves, you will know immediately." ”

Zuo Qianqiu stopped talking nonsense, his footsteps stepped on the bluestone ground, and the huge force suddenly left a finger-deep footprint on the ground, and at the same time, with the force of recoil, the whole person shot out like an arrow from Xuan, and rushed towards Xiang Shaoran.

"Through the clouds and fog!"

Seeing that Zuo Qianqiu pounced, Xiang Shaoran didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly slashed out the treasure knife in his hand, and the sharp blade rolled up a hot flame and slashed towards Zuo Qianqiu.

Zuo Qianqiu snorted coldly, although his body was moving forward, he still reacted very quickly and stretched out a palm to meet Xiang Shaoran's treasure knife.

Clang!

A piercing sound resounded all around, and Xiang Shaoran only felt that his knife was not cut on Zuo Qianqiu's palm, but on an extremely hard iron block.

The huge force of the shock shook his tiger's mouth numbly, and the treasure knife in his hand almost fell off.

Xiang Shaoran's heart was shocked, although he had long heard that Zuo Qianqiu had obtained the true inheritance of Zuo Zun in the iron palm, and the palms of one hand had been tempered thousands of times, not only hard, but also invulnerable, comparable to two king-level blades!

But after really fighting with it at this moment, I realized that this iron palm was really powerful.

Zuo Qianqiu's left palm blocked Xiang Shaoran's battle knife, and in the palm of his right hand, there was immediately a burst of cyan luster, which spread rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, the entire palm turned iron cyan, and it continued to grow larger, turning into a terrifying iron palm, slamming towards Xiang Shaoran's chest.

Xiang Shaoran's heart sank, and he hurriedly put away the war knife and put it across his chest.

Clap!

With a muffled sound, the iron palm slapped on the handle of Xiang Shaoran's knife, and the huge force slapped directly on Xiang Shaoran's chest together with the war knife.

Quack!

A sound of bones bursting, Xiang Shaoran was suddenly knocked out of the battle platform by Zuo Qianqiu's palm, and fell heavily to the ground.

Rumble!

The crowd is completely boiling!

Two moves! Just two moves! Xiang Shaoran was defeated by Zuo Qianqiu, and this is still Xiang Shaoran after his strength has increased greatly!

One can imagine how terrifying Zuo Qianqiu's strength is!

Yi Qiu's figure flickered, and instantly appeared beside Xiang Shaoran, only to see Xiang Shaoran's chest collapsed, obviously the sternum was broken by Zuo Qianqiu, and the clothes on his chest were also red with blood.

At this moment, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Shaoran's mouth, and he said weakly: "Little junior brother, I wanted to help you inflict a little injury on this guy, but it seems that I thought too much, this guy has not been able to exert his full strength before." ”

Seeing that Xiang Shaoran could still speak, Yi Qiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he knew that there was no danger of his life, and then said gratefully: "Senior brother, you have done a good enough, leave the rest to me, I will help you avenge this revenge." ”

Xiang Shaoran lay on the ground, stretched out his hand and grabbed Yi Qiu's sleeve, and said, "Little junior brother, forget it, this guy is too powerful, you are not his opponent, and if you go up, you will be sent to death, he is so cruel to me, let alone you." ”

Yi Qiu took out a healing pill from the space ring and put it into Xiang Shaoran's mouth, then patted Xiang Shaoran on the shoulder and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, he is not my opponent." ”