"Miss Han is both talented and beautiful, my Shura Dao Chu is crazy and ambitious, which Taoist friend will come up to teach?"

As soon as Han Feng's words fell, a young man flew onto the stage, and with a wave of swords, Chu Mad stood in fit, holding a knife and pointing at the ground, with a fierce look.

"Shura Knife, what is it, let's give it to your young master!" Naturally, everyone present would not be shocked, as soon as Chu Mad stepped on the stage, a man in a green shirt immediately floated in, different from Chu Mad , his body was dexterous, and he did not show the slightest sense of fireworks.

Chu was furious and shouted in a deep voice: "Take advantage of your tongue, I see what you are capable of!"

Gong Chensong smiled faintly, his lips moved slightly, and he spit out two words, "Nonsense." ”

Chu Mad's forehead was bruised, and his eyes staring at Gong Chensong gradually became blood-red, like the eyes of a beast, cold and bloodthirsty. There was a roar in the sky, the sound was shocking, and Chu Mad raised the long knife in his hand like a giant god who opened the sky.

The long knife crossed the air, forming a net of knives in the air, and under Chu Mad's constant swing, an illusory and flickering sea of blood appeared out of thin air, surging like waves behind Chu Mad behind him. The blood waves were monstrous, tumbling and surging, and Chu walked wildly on the waves, like a god general guarding the blood prison.

Swish!

The long knife was lifted in the sea of blood, bathed in the rain of blood, and slashed down towards Gong Chensong with extreme speed.

"Shura's sword, break the two worlds in one piece!"

The blood rushed in, Gong Chensong's expression was calm, there were words in his mouth, and his spiritual power surged, attaching to his body. At the same time, his figure flickered left and right, and the light and flickered uncertainly.

Just a moment before the overwhelming sea of blood came, Gong Chensong's temperament changed, and he was no longer ethereal.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The violent voice sounded, Gong Chensong held a jack of giant sticks, pierced the sky, the flickering figure suddenly stopped, and strode towards the sea of blood.

At the moment before the blood wave was photographed, the giant stick suddenly enlarged, and Gong Chensong was like a violent ape, jumping violently, rising dozens of feet, and smashing the giant stick into the sea of blood.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the sea of blood was divided into two halves, and the space in the middle seemed to be plowed, and it was clear.

Chu was taken aback, the Shura Sword was affected by the shock of the sea of blood, and it kept shaking, but it could not fall.

Gong Chensong noticed the blood knife that could not be cut off, understood the relationship here, and immediately screamed, and the giant stick continued to stir in the sea of blood, setting off monstrous waves.

The two fought in full swing, but the Sky Wolf Gladiatorial Arena did not move at all, and it was not affected in the slightest. When the aftermath of the battle spreads to all sides, the talismans on the four pillars in the southeast, northwest, and northwest will light up and intertwine with each other, forming a shield on the edge of the battle platform to cut off the aftermath spread.

The battle between the two sides was fierce, but Gong Chensong still had the upper hand.

In just half an hour, the sea of blood was broken, and Chu was frightened and flew back.

Gong Chensong chased after him, smashed it with a stick, Chu Mad's head exploded, and Jin Dan was also shattered, killing him on the spot.

After solving the opponent, Gong Chensong stopped the violent attack and stood with a stick, standing tall and heroic.

There were whispers below, and many people didn't expect that this competition would be so tragic. This is just the beginning, there is a roadblock, not to mention anything else, just Gong Chensong's endless and violent style of play, which is enough to brush down eighty percent of people.

Su Heng looked at it with great interest, the strength of this Chu madness was not much better than that of the Devouring Heaven of the Head of Devouring Yan, but he was killed by this Gong Chensong.

However, the competition could not end here, and after a boiling at the bottom, another person turned over to the stage, "I'll meet you!"

"Gentle. "The person who came was dressed as a Confucian scholar, gentle and elegant, and reported his name.

"Gong Chensong. ”

After a brief exchange of names, the two sides agreed to make a move. The stick fell, and Wen Wen poked the folding fan in his hand without hurry, and put a little on the stick to deflect the trajectory.

Gong Chensong raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised, and then he turned into a sweep, extremely strong. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have imagined that this person looked weak and couldn't help the wind, but his methods were so domineering and strong.

As the name suggests, the face is like a spring breeze, the body is twisted, bent out of an amazing arc, avoiding the frontal collision of the stick, and then the sound of "swish", the folding fan opens, the fan surface is attached to the rod body and rotates, and the stick is like a roller turning up.

There was a sudden strong force from the big stick in his hand, and it spun up, Gong Chensong could barely hold it, and he was shocked.

Call!

At this time, Wen Wen fanned Gong Chensong, and the storm suddenly rose, and a tornado instantly condensed on the battle platform, which was mixed with thousands of wind blades, and shrouded Gong Chensong.

"Dust Trial!"

The wind blade is dense and sharp, and the space emits a "zizi" sound, with a gentle smile and an indifferent expression.

Su Heng's heart moved, "Wind attribute." ”

Gong Chensong's expression remained unchanged, and with a flick of his hand, the giant stick flew out, blocking the wind blade sandstorm. Then, a slender silver needle quietly flew out of the rod, completely ignoring the storm, and struck Wen Wen.

Hidden needles in the stick!

Wen Wen reacted quickly, and sacrificed a broken ancient tortoise shell to block his heart.

While!

The piercing sound of collision spread in all directions, and the silver needle flew back into Gong Chensong's hand. Although the tortoise shell blocked a blow, it turned into flying ash the next moment.

Wen Wen's face turned pale, his body trembled uncontrollably, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out and coughed violently. Seeing the tortoiseshell shattered, he felt a sense of regret and joy at the same time.

"Hole needles?"

Gong Chensong shook his head, "It's not quite right, it's a fake." ”

Looking at the silver needle with a slightly dull luster, Gong Chensong also had a painful face, and secretly said what kind of material was the tortoise shell, and it had such defensive power.

Wen Wen nodded, this is reasonable, if it is a real Cave Heart Needle, I am afraid that I will die in Huangquan as soon as I see it, and how can the real Hole Heart Needle be in the hands of such a little monk.

The Cave Heart Needle, one of the ten gates of the Immortal Dao, is the signature magic weapon of the Halal Elder Qing Zhenren, and a blow is issued, pointing directly at the opponent's heart, and the target will never stop without penetrating the target. And at the moment when the heart is pierced, it will suck away the primordial spirit and the divine power of the person who is in the needle, and use it to nourish the magic weapon itself, which is extremely powerful.

Moreover, this treasure is relatively special, with immeasurable promotion space, coupled with its strong lethality, it has been famous in the Flood Desolate Continent for a long time, and its fierce reputation is far and wide.

Wen Wen knew that it was powerful, and as soon as he hugged Gong Chensong, he turned around and withdrew to admit defeat, so decisive that Gong Chensong didn't react.

But no matter what, Gong Chensong won another game.

Everyone was in an uproar, this Gong Chensong fruit was really extraordinary, and he won for a while. Many people thought he was going to lose, but they didn't want him to turn defeat into victory.

More people hear the word "hole needle", their hearts are full of joy, there is no way, this murder weapon is too famous, even if it is a fake, but it also has one or two common characteristics, this alone is enough to shock many people.

Seeing that no one had come to the stage for a long time, Gong Chensong said loudly: "Which other Taoist friend came up to advise?"

"Hmph, a group of greedy people who are afraid of death, I'll come!"

As soon as the words fell, another young man flew onto the stage and squinted at Gong Chensong.

"Under Gong Chensong, I don't know what to call you?" Gong Chensong looked at the visitor for a while and asked casually.

The person who came was very arrogant, he didn't look at Gong Chensong with his eyes, he looked high, and even disdained to report his name.

Gong Chensong's eyes narrowed slightly, and without saying a word, he raised his stick and beat it.

I have to say that this person also has arrogant capital, no matter how Gong Chensong rises up and dances the big stick to the point where he is about to smash sparks, he is still strolling around.

At this time, Su Heng's eyes suddenly froze.

Gong Chensong saw that he couldn't attack it for a long time, so he raised his hand and sacrificed the hole needle again. In the shocked gaze of everyone, the Cave Heart Needle ignored the opponent's spiritual power shield, and just pierced through it straight, with the front chest in and the back of the heart out, bringing up a stream of blood.

The whole time, the silver needles looked bland. I saw a faint orange light flash, and the opponent didn't even have time to scream before he fell to the ground.

"Cave Heart Needle ......" Su Heng thought silently, remembering this treasure firmly, thinking in his heart, if he encountered it in the future, he would not be helpless.

The scene was silent, this hole needle is really good, even if it is a fake, the power is still so amazing.

"What is the origin of this Gong Chensong? How can there be such a counterfeit of such a killing weapon?" everyone was suspicious.

Han Feng also frowned, is it possible to be robbed of the limelight by a Gong Chensong today? But this is also good, let him take turns fighting alone, consuming physical strength, Xia Chong can take some advantage. It's just that his fake hole needle, I wonder if Xia Chong can resist it?

Also, how did Qin Yu, the young master of the Cold Sword Hall, disappear this time?

Thinking of this, Han Feng's heart suddenly jumped, by the way, why didn't Xia Chong disappear?

Han Feng frowned uneasily.

Subsequently, Gong Chensong once again defeated the two challengers with a fake hole needle, and no one dared to take the stage this time.

Seeing this, Gong Chensong turned to face Han Feng, hugged his fists and said: "Master Han, now that no one has come to the stage to challenge, do you see if it is ......?"

Suddenly, the sound of a fight was heard in the distance, from far and near. Following the prestige, the two entangled figures fought all the way from the sky to the sky above the Sky Wolf Gladiatorial Arena, and fought fiercely.