"Look for death!"

A trace of ecstasy flashed in the middle-aged warrior's eyes, and he snorted coldly, ignoring Xiao Lang's attack, and slammed his left hand at his head.

But at this moment, Xiao Lang's head and body suddenly shook, and a strange scene appeared in front of his eyes.

Such a strange picture would scare anyone else. His body was subconsciously paused, but his heart was a chuckle, and he secretly said that it was not good.

Really!

His left hand was empty, and there was a tearing pain in his chest, and his body was smashed out, and his ribs were broken.

He shook his head and found that Xiao Lang's body had returned to its original state, which was definitely an illusion just now. Fortunately for him, Xiao Lang's lower abdomen was shot through by his five finger winds, and five blood movements appeared. At this moment, he was holding his lower abdomen with his head down, blood was flowing in his lower abdomen, and his face was extremely painful, obviously suffering a heavy blow.

"Bang!"

He slapped the ground, ignoring the tearing pain in his chest, and was ready to take advantage of Xiao Lang's injury and kill him desperately!

Tens of thousands of people in the field, their hearts were raised to their throats, and they were naturally not nervous about the life and death of the two, but for their Xuanshi. Only the broken shoes really mentioned that Xiao Lang was worried, his eyes flickered and he was very puzzled, why was Xiao Lang so careless? Why didn't he release the Splitting God Hand and kill this person directly?

Xiao Lang's body was getting closer and closer, and the heart of this death fighter was getting more and more excited, and he seemed to see a hundred Xuanshi placed in front of him, waiting for him to squander.

In the next second, his good wishes were shattered, and the image of the Xuanshi in his mind disappeared, leaving only a pair of cold and calm eyes.

Thousands of grass vines roared out from behind Xiao Lang, a few wrapped around his body, and the rest roared towards the death fighter. At the same time, his body also burst away, accompanied by the grass vines in the sky, his figure turned into an afterimage, entangled with the death fighter.

The sudden upheaval made tens of thousands of people in the arena stand up in shock, and countless gamblers who bet on the death fighter to win have a bad feeling.

Really!

In the blink of an eye, the grass vine circled in the air and disappeared into the air, Xiao Lang's body stood in the middle of the field, but the warrior had already fallen to the ground, his head was smashed, his eyes were wide, and he couldn't blink a blind eye.

"Wow!"

The pot suddenly exploded in the field, and they all scolded angrily, of course, there were many people secretly rejoicing and making a lot of money.

"I continue to choose the challenge!"

With Xiao Lang's deep roar, the field became lively again, is this person crazy? He has fought two games in a row, and he is still injured, so he continues to challenge?

When Xiao Lang's opponent, a martial artist at the peak of the kings, stepped into the ring, the arena became even more lively. This time the bet was very large, and all of them chose Xiao Lang's opponent to win, and many people even pressed all their worth.

The broken shoes frowned, and after hearing the whispered discussions of countless people, he hurriedly sent a message to Xiao Lang in surprise: "Xiao Lang is not fighting this time, we will win back with more than 9,000 Xuanshi if we lose, stop playing! This person is very famous in the death arena, and he has won more than ten games, it is too dangerous!"

"Huh?"

Xiao Lang looked at his opponent in disbelief, this person didn't look very young, in his early thirties, with a random bunch of purple curly hair, and his eyes were full of ruthless and domineering colors. The aura on his body can probably be judged that this person is definitely the peak strength of the kings, and he must have special means of attack.

The rules of the death arena are that you can refuse to fight after knowing the strength of your opponent. However, once Xiao Lang chose to avoid the battle, his previous bounty for two deathfights was gone.

He hesitated, this kind of death fight is not a battle outside, if you can't win, you can take advantage of the heavenly machine to fight and escape, here is not to the death! In the end, his eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth and announced that he would continue to fight to the death.

If he wins the bounty ten times this time, the death arena will give him a thousand Xuan Stones, which adds up to more than a thousand Xuan Stones. He chose to fight and break his shoes to definitely bet, and if he won this one again, it was equivalent to more than 10,000 Xuanshi in hand. These Xuanshi were enough for him to cultivate his Heavenly Demon Combat Technique to the third peak, and he had to gamble on it.

Soon the bet was over, and there were also shouts of killing in the field, of course, they were all shouting to kill Xiao Lang. The boy with broken shoes was so nervous that he stood up and held his breath, not daring to blink his eyes.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The purple-haired warrior on the opposite side moved, and actually slowly approached Xiao Lang step by step, his steps were very heavy, every step made the ring shake, and the momentum on his body was strong with every step, and the momentum like a mountain made Xiao Lang feel a little suffocated.

"Sure enough, it's a strong man!"

Xiao Lang's back arched slightly, and the grass vines roared out, circling and dancing wildly in the air behind him, his eyes locked on his opponent, like a lone wolf trapped in a desperate situation.

"Bang!"

The death fighter ignored the grass vine behind Xiao Lang, and continued to walk step by step, a trace of purple light lit up on his body, and the Xuan Force gathered and raised his hand to release a large palm print, and there were thunder and lightning shining in the palm print, and the momentum was terrifying.

"I'll go!"

The boy with broken shoes shrank his eyes and shouted: "Cheating in the death arena, this martial artist has sensed a trace of thunder and lightning, and the attack is comparable to the human emperor realm! This is not fair, I ask to stop fighting!"

The angry roar of the Broken Shoe Boy went unheeded, and only a maid whispered over to explain. This death match is already full of variables, didn't Xiao Lang's grass vine hide it in the first battle? Xiao Lang saw this person and agreed to go to war, naturally it was not cheating, he could only blame his eyesight for being too low.

"Whew!"

Xiao Lang immediately put the grass vine back, rolled his body on the ground, and then slid to the side against the ground.

He felt the power of that big mudra, and he also knew that the thunder and lightning contained in that big mudra must be extremely domineering, how dare he resist?

"Boom!"

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to dodge as soon as the big handprint appeared, and the big handprint slammed into the shield, smashing the shield created by the powerful prohibition into a shake.

"Whew!"

Before Xiao Lang's body slipped far, the death fighter raised his hand and smashed out a big handprint, chasing after Xiao Lang's body. Xiao Lang slapped the ground with his palm, the bluestone in the ground shook, and a crack opened, and his body shot up to avoid it again, but the next big handprint of the death fighter appeared again...

"No, if you go on like this, you will be stoned to death by him sooner or later!"

Xiao Lang was secretly anxious, and his body continued to jump and move in the ring like a monkey on a hot pot.

A moment later, he found an opportunity to roll on the ground. He secretly released the grass vine, turned into a phantom and lurked underground, and then instantly emerged from the feet of the warrior, and the grass vine split into countless clones, enveloping the warrior inside.

"Good chance!"

At this moment, Xiao Lang's eyes were bright and terrifying, he didn't expect that martial artist to react so slowly?

Don't miss the opportunity!

His body immediately burst away, as long as he got close, this warrior would die no matter how strong he was.

"Snort!"

At this moment, a scene that shocked Xiao Lang extremely happened.

Before the grass vine could attack, countless arcs of electricity appeared on the surface of the warrior, enveloping all the grass vines that were wrapped around his body. And the clones of the grass vines were touched by the flickering arc, and they turned into nothingness one by one.

The corners of the death fighter's mouth were mocking, his eyes were cold, his legs suddenly glared at the ground, his body shot towards Xiao Lang like a cannonball, an iron fist arc surrounded, the space near his arm was twisted, and he smashed down on Xiao Lang's body with an incomparably terrifying aura.