The Quartet was silent, and I don't know if it was because Jun Yi was shot down to the ground, or because of Zhuo Yu's warning words, the surrounding warriors remained silent with different expressions.

But the darkness in the pupils of the calamity is getting richer and richer, and almost dripping ink.

Over the ring.

Because of Bei Li's move, the positions of him, Zhuo Yu and Ning Ran became compatible with each other.

But Chu Feng, who was standing in the middle of the three, was isolated because he shot to block a knife from Jun Yi's back, and his expressionless face gradually became a little stiff.

Bei Li glanced at Zhuo Yu and Ning, and then his eyes fell on Chu Feng's body, and his words were a little unkind: "Do you go down by yourself, or will we help you go down?"

Because he was suppressed by Jun Yi in public, and even almost became the first martial artist to be eliminated, Bei Li is now in a very bad mood, and he has nowhere to vent his anger full of anger.

As long as Chu Feng dared to refute him, he would inevitably face his thunderous blow.

On the side, before Chu Feng could speak, Zhuo Yu, who had already recovered his mood, joked with a smile: "You have to think about it clearly, it's best to choose the second option." ”

"Boom!"

As soon as his voice fell, before Chu Feng could speak, there was a violent roar in the ring below, setting off a monstrous frenzy and filled with thick blood.

The terrifying chill, enveloped in the compelling killing machine, and the brutality that makes the heart chill and stiff, permeates the air.

The martial artists watching around stared at each other, and they all stared at them in amazement, along with Zhao Haiyi, who was sitting on the martial arts arena, and Su Ningxiang, who was in the sky, their faces changed slightly.

Zhuo Yu's faces changed slightly, and the swords in their hands couldn't help but clench a little.

Especially Bei Li, the cold ice on his body is covered with layer after layer, and he is obviously very jealous of Jun Yi.

"The second one?"

There was a cold sound in the frenzy, like a beast on the verge of tyranny, fierce and bloodthirsty: "What a coincidence, I thought the same way, but you... Are you ready?"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words came out, the frenzy was violently set off by the strong power, rolling up dazzling and bloody.

"Hum..."

Almost at the same time, a figure stepped out in the blood tide, and the angry blood tyrant was dressed in a gold-patterned dragon robe, with a gold-patterned imperial crown on his head, overflowing with supreme imperial power, and merging with the tyrannical killing, just as he was called a tyrant.

The big hand is in the air, and there are thousands of mountains and rivers in the palm to condense the big seal.

The long rivers and lakes that originally flowed were all dyed with the crimson of the cold forest, and the lush forests and mountains were completely replaced by the dry white forests and bone mountains.

Where there are still mountains and rivers, it is full of hellish cold.

"Town!"

With a shout of rage, the sea of bones and blood in the hands of the angry blood tyrant instantly overturned the sky, directly embracing Beili in it, and just the afterglow that overflowed crushed the several layers of cold ice covering his body.

"Ten Thousand Ice Marrow. ”

Bei Li's face welled up with anger, ignoring the cold ice that exploded around him, he forced the spiritual power of his whole body to counterattack, and he didn't forget to shout at Zhuo Yu and Ning Ran: "What are you waiting for? Do you want to wait for him to break them one by one?"

"Shoot!"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Zhuo Yu's face disappeared completely, and he and Ning Ran stared at each other, and they all became serious, and the power of the sword on his body was domineering, and they all manifested their own lives.

Behind Zhuo Yu, a kind old man in white stepped out of thin air, like a great Confucian master, with a heroic and righteous aura, smiling and holding the long sword in his hand, making his sword body filled with a layer of Haoran, and the long sword fell for a moment, causing the void to tremble.

Behind Ning Ran, there was a bewitching woman with a cold face and a strange cold breath filled with purple, as if she was high up, domineering with a knife, staring forward and slashing.

A knife and a sword, staggered and horizontal.

Two

All of them are completely different momentum, but they are well integrated together, and the phantom of the sword appears and disappears from time to time, as if there is nothing, and it is even more good and evil, which makes people unpredictable.

The terrifying attack stirred up the sky, causing the smoke and flames in the ring to disappear, and even Xiang Fengshuo and Yan Pei'an unconsciously stopped their figures, stood opposite each other, and stared from afar.

"Roar!"

In an instant, a black dragon roared from the blood tide.

Along with it, there is also a huge ruler wrapped in endless desolation and dead silence, as if it wants to measure the heavens and the earth, and the fierce and tyrannical black dragon is entrenched on it, as if it is close and surrendered.

"Hum..."

In an instant, a figure pushed the blood tide horizontally, overturned the endless darkness in the heavens and the earth, bathed in the darkness and cold, slowly walked out, indifferently stretched out his hand forward, and grabbed the huge ruler that stretched across the sky.

The black dragon roared, wrapped around the giant ruler and swayed upward, landing on the big hand of the figure.

"The dark abyss, the wasteland is buried. ”

The Yin and Ghost breathed coldly, like a dragon roaring, making the sky dark, and it seemed to be venting the anger in Jun Yi's heart, raising his ruler to meet the sword phantom.

"Slash!"

"Buried!"

Swords are staggered, and the feet are barren.

The collision of the two made the heavens and the earth silent and fell into a dead silence, but the sword light and sword shadows that permeated the four directions and pushed the frenzy were gray and barren, but they were clearly engraved in the eyes of everyone.

"Hum..."

Inexplicably, all the warriors who looked at the sky above the ring felt a silent tremor in their hearts.

Behind the raging sword barrenness, a huge figure rose into the air.

I saw that the black dragon grinned widely, revealing its hideous fangs, and suddenly stretched out its claws, falling mercilessly towards Zhuo Yu and Ning Ran.

On the sharp dragon claws, the gray was pervasive, leaving some traces in the sky.

Zhuo Yu's expression remained unchanged, but the smile on the face of the old man behind him had disappeared, and he stepped out with the long sword, as if he wanted to slay the dragon in a battle.

The charming woman behind Ning Ran was also cold-eyed, and there was a faint beating of anger between her eyebrows, as if she was dissatisfied with the black dragon's provocation, and she also walked out, wanting to cramp and pull out her bones.

"Humph!"

At this time, the heaven and earth sounded with an angry and cold snort, and the top of the black dragon's head that came with teeth and claws showed the figure of Jun Yi, who was looking down at the two of them condescendingly.

When facing the fate of the old man and the woman, Jun Yi's body became more and more majestic, and between the words he spoke, it made the heavens and the earth tremble: "You are presumptuous." ”

"Hum..."

As soon as the words came out, the golden rays in Jun Yi's body surged, and the manifestation of gold veins covered the clothes around his body, and the eyes filled with golden rays were majestic and compelling, like the emperor of the mortal world, which made people feel awe.

"What's, what is this?"

"The golden light on Jun Yi's body actually made me think of bowing down and surrendering, what kind of martial arts is so terrifying?"

"With such a method, I am afraid that Jun Yi will be angry in his heart and want to end the chaotic war. ”

"Huh, look!"

......

There was a lot of discussion among the martial artists around, and some people exclaimed violently, pointing directly at the opposite side of Jun Yi.

I saw that after Jun Yi's voice fell, the old man with the sword and the charming woman paused in unison, and then bowed to Jun Yi with solemn eyes, and actually saluted.

A strange scene made the world dead silent.

All the warriors looked at each other, looking at the scene in the air in disbelief, unable to believe what they saw in their eyes, like a dream.

Even Lu Qing, who had been smiling, looked solemn, and Zhao Hai sat up straight, and together with Su Ningxiang in the sky, his beautiful eyes flickered, and he was full of surprise.

They boasted that they were well-informed, but the sight of their fate naturally retreating and saluting respectfully was the first time they had seen it.

Immediately after, in the amazed eyes of everyone, the old man with the sword abandoned the sword and turned back, and submerged into Zhuo Yu's body

The charming woman also returned the long knife and dissipated respectfully.

"Boom!"

At this time, there was a loud noise in the ring below Jun Yi, which made Zhuo Yu and Ning Ran wake up together.

Everyone looked at it, and the Bing Jian blocked by Beili Manifestation had collapsed, and even he himself was ruthlessly suppressed by the rippling sea of blood and the mountains of bones, and he crawled on the ground weakly, not knowing his life and death.

In front of him, the bloody tyrant's crimson eyes swept Bei Li, and then turned around and looked at Zhuo Yu and Ning Ran not far away.

The Yin and Ghost Ministers also held the desolate ruler, and together with the angry blood tyrant, they stood on Jun Yi's side one left and one right, looking down indifferently, and their eyes were still filled with tyrannical cold.

"It's just the two of you. ”

Jun Yi's pupils were indifferent, looking down at their gaze, like an emperor peeping at ants, showing ruthlessness.

As soon as these words came out, the angry blood tyrant and the underworld ghost all stepped forward in unison, and the sea of golden-veined blood was boiling in the sky, and the endless desolation and desolation were pervasive, directly suppressing the two of them.

The corners of Zhuo Yu's mouth twitched, a bitter smile appeared helplessly on his face, and then he took a step forward, but he pulled out the long sword on the ground, wiped it carefully, and then carried it behind his back.

After Ning Ran straddled the long knife, Zhuo Yu looked at Jun Yi and sighed lightly: "We admit defeat." ”

It's not that the two of them are cowardly and afraid of fighting, but there is really no need to entangle with opponents who can't be beaten, after all, Beili's current appearance is their example.

Besides, they are just participating in the battle for the city lord, and there is no unsolvable blood feud between the two sides, so why bother?

It's better to make a friend, isn't it really here?

"Terrifying, this person is invincible in the Martial Sect Realm. ”

"I didn't expect that there was such a fierce tiger and strong dragon hidden in Guangnan City, but then again, is he really only the realm of the late stage of the Martial Sect?"

"You're not talking nonsense? If you hide your strength, you should have exposed it just now, what's the benefit of hiding it? Could it be to expose your hole cards?"

"Hole cards? I don't think he's at the limit. ”

"I'm looking forward to him fighting Lu Qing. ”

......

Hearing Zhuo Yu and Ning Ran admit defeat, the martial artists around them were shocked to speak, and their words were full of deep awe.

But no one would think that Zhuo Yu, Ning Ran and Bei Li were too weak, after all, they were the strong ones selected from the first round of chaotic battles.

It can only be said that Jun Yi is too strong.

"Win!"

"Zhuo Yucheng doesn't deceive me..."

In the crowd, the warriors who bet with Zhuo Yu in the inn were also full of excitement.

In his opinion, Zhuo Yu obviously fought with Jun Yi for him, the purpose was to prove that there was still hope for his future, and he must not give up lightly.

What a wonderful person this is...

"Is this the strength of Jun Gongzi?"

"It seems that what we know about him is only scratching the surface. ”

Wei Qi and Zhuang Yongxing looked at each other, their eyes showed a thick shock, and while they were in awe of Jun Yi, they befriended him, and even followed his thoughts stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, Wei Qi opened his mouth with some hesitation, and asked uncertainly, "You say, will Prince Jun be ready to use this to clear the ring?"

Zhuang Yongxing looked stunned, subconsciously looked at the ring, and then whispered slightly: "Maybe..."

Everyone's eyes gathered, only to see Zhuo Yu supporting Bei Li, jumping out of the ring with Ning Ran, converging with Lei Nian and others, and sitting directly on the spot to rest.

Not only them, but even Chu Feng arched his hand towards Jun Yi with a flickering gaze, and no longer stayed.

He is arrogant, but he is not stupid.

In the sky above the ring, Jun Yi stepped on the top of the black dragon's head, the angry blood tyrant and the yin ghost stood left and right, and then slowly lowered his eyes to look at several other people, and the atmosphere was suddenly cold.