Rumble!

The fire lotus was cracked after all.

Chen Jing, who has an unrivaled fist, is like a pillar that hits the sky, falling upside down from the sky. Slammed into his chest.

Boom, boom, boom, boom ~~~~~~~

The fists were vigorously drumming, and the impact of more than a dozen colorful tigers all hit Chen Mingyan's chest.

At that moment, the sound of his ribs shattering was like a glass being hit by a stone.

Crackling, crushing and breaking into dozens of sections.

The strongest punch punched his chest to the point of denting, and after his body arched, the clothes behind his back burst open.

Shout~

Chen Jing punched sixteen punches in a row, four of which hit, and when the fifth punch occurred, he turned his fist into a slap and slapped Chen Mingtan in the face, fanning Chen Mingtan like a spinning top and flying out of the ring.

Bang bang bang ~~~

The remaining 11 punches of the sixteen punches fell and smashed on the floor of the Qingxuanshi.

I saw that on the incomparably hard blue stone, there were immediately obvious concave fist marks.

Each one, at least seven or eight centimeters downward.

Crash~

Chen Jing fell to the ground, and all the clothes on his body were scorched, but a large section of clothes on his arm was still intact.

That's because Xiaohuan is entangled in it, and as a mountain water tribe, she is water by nature, and has a strong protective power against the scorching heat.

"Humph!"

If you look closely at this moment, those who are interested may still find that there are still a lot of wooden thorns between Chen Jing's fingers.

Just now, when he punched, he also punched a lot of wooden spurs mixed punches into Chen Mingyan's body.

As long as he is willing, as long as the spiritual power is activated at this time, those wooden thorns will expand and grow in Chen Ming's body, absorb blood as nutrients, and directly explode his body.

- This is a killing technique.

Killing is completely different from fighting.

Once he enters the hatred mode, Chen Jing will use all the killing moves he can use, the purpose is to kill the other party.

I can now end his life with a single thought. We all signed a life and death certificate beforehand, even if we killed him, the clan law couldn't control me. ’

Chen Jing raised his head and glanced at the rostrum, and the elders led by Chen Wenbang had shocked and anger written on their expressions at this time.

All the onlookers outside the ring were even more dumbfounded and full of disbelief.

No cheers, no praises, no belittling, no discussions!

Turning his gaze again, he saw the referee elder.

The kind referee elder shook his head at him slightly, implying that it was extremely heavy.

The detail of the wooden spur he punched before, maybe the members of the Ming generation outside the ring failed to find out, but the referee elders saw it.

Because the strength of the referee elder is high enough and the distance is close enough, perhaps in addition to the referee elder, Chen Wenbang's senior elders may not be found on the rostrum.

The referee elder knew that Chen Jing had the power to kill Chen Mingyan, but although he could kill him, he couldn't kill him.

Even though I signed a life and death contract with him, if I had died in this battle, probably everyone would have acted as if nothing had happened. Afterwards, I will say that I don't measure my own strength, I take my own humiliation, and I deserve this result.

Because after all, I am just an insignificant foreigner, and death has no effect on them.

But he is different, he is a descendant, if he dies, although the clan law will not embarrass me, but the elders behind him will not spare me.

It may even affect all the people I have a relationship with because of me.

While this is unfair, this is the reality. ’

Chen Jing sighed, and he also understood why the referee elder was shaking his head at him.

After understanding this layer of stakes, he gently let go of his hand, ready to let go of the spiritual power and the traction connection of those wooden thorns.

Outside the ring, Chen Minghan was holding his chest at the moment and crawled up angrily.

Those eyes were full of shameful hatred.

He is a dignified son of heaven and ranked eighth in the last session. Actually, he lost to a foreigner, a hillbilly!

was witnessed by so many people, and many people's eyes actually changed from admiration to banter, laughing at him being slapped out of the ring in embarrassment.

This kind of shame is unbearable, and it is not possible to be at ease.

"Burning Heaven: Triple Fury!"

As soon as he got up, he jumped into the ring.

Obviously, he has already lost, and he is also seriously injured, and he is still thinking about fighting back.

The flames rolled and covered the sky, like a torrent, and swept past again.

Chen Jing retreated step by step, endure it, endure it again!

"You give me death!"

Chen Ming's Vermilion Bird Mark glowed, and after the Burning Sky Triple Fury, he added another blow to [Leaving the Fire Vermilion Bird].

He wanted to exhaust all the spiritual threads in his body, and send out the strongest blow to burn Chen Jing's all.

Chen Jing was still retreating until he retreated to the edge of the ring.

The referee elder shouted loudly: "The victory and defeat have been decided, Chen Minghan, what are you doing?

There is not much spiritual line left in Chen Jing's body. In the face of the torrent of rolling flames, for a period of time, he could not launch the second [Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Vajra Zen].

Perhaps, Chen Wenbang and other elders on the rostrum also saw this, so after this scene happened, none of them came out to stop and shout to stop.

"Elder Chen Wenbang, Chen Minghan is your nephew, he doesn't listen to me, you should have to stop him, right?" said the referee elder.

Chen Mingyan in the ring has already entered madness, obviously he is seriously injured like that, but he is still so crazy.

As an elder referee, he can actually block it, but it is precisely because Chen Mingyan is too seriously injured that he is not easy to shoot. Because if it is not good, if Chen Mingane is abolished, it will inevitably offend the faction behind him.

Although the referee elder admired Chen Jing, a foreigner, he did not reach the level where he could bear hatred for him.

Therefore, he could only ask Elder Chen Wenbang for help and ask Chen Wenbang to stop shouting at Chen Mingban.

Chen Wenbang really didn't find out the details of Chen Jing's [Parasitic Wood Thorn] planted in Chen Ming's body before. Because the flames were rising at that time, they were visually hindered when they were on the rostrum.

But at this moment, with their advanced cultivation, it was obvious that Chen Jing's spiritual power was about to bottom out.

And Chen Minghan's last explosive force is terrifyingly strong.

It's bound to be something that Chen Jing can't bear!

As long as Chen Mingyan is not stopped, Chen Jing will definitely die in the sea of fire.

"Oh, Elder Chen Wenhu, you said that the victory and defeat have been divided? Why do you say this? Obviously, the victory and defeat have not been decided. Chen Wenbang spoke slowly.

"Chen Jing has beaten Chen Mingyan out of the ring, and the winner is already clear. The referee said.

"Is there such a thing? I saw Chen Minghan fall on the sideline of the ring, so it shouldn't be considered an appearance, right?" Chen Wenbang said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver elders next to him also echoed: "That's right, I also saw it, if you fall on the sideline, you can't be considered a loser." And you, as an elder referee, don't even know this rule, and you are here to preside over the referee?"

"Hear that, Elder Chen Wenhu, everyone saw that it only fell on the sideline, and you were the only one who saw it wrong. Chen Wenbang sneered and ignored his gaze.

That one named Chen Jing will die today!

It's just a foreigner, and if he dies, he dies, and there is nothing to regret.

And Chen Mingyan cannot be defeated, he is a descendant of the lineage, representing the face of the lineage, and even more representing the face of his Chen Wenbang.

In this battle, if you don't kill Chen Jing, how can you wash away the shame?

Therefore, Elder Chen Wenbang forcibly said that Chen Mingyan did not lose.

Even, the corners of his mouth floated a faint sneer.

And Chen Jing's side, he endured, let go, retreated, and was ready to forget it.

But Chen Mingane was so aggressive, obviously he lost, and he had to counterattack to the end.

Shicai, the words of the referee elder, Chen Jing also listened to it.

He also listened to the words of Chen Wenbang's senior elders on the rostrum.

Black!

It's dark!

Foreigners are not people?

Isn't it a child of the Chen family?

Do you have to kill me today to save face?

'Well, since you are so narrow-minded and will repay you, I will let you live, and you will definitely not let me go easily in the future. In that case, then I don't care!'

Chen Jing re-activated the last of his spiritual power, pulling the parasitic wood thorns!

Suddenly, he raised his hand in the air—

"Otogi Parasite!"

Bang bang ~~~~~

Crazy sprint, Chen Minghan, who was running in the flames, suddenly stiffened his steps, spat blood, and sharp wooden thorns protruded from his chest, piercing the whole person like a hedgehog!