"Boss, isn't he coming?" Hong Mingtian saw that the position next to him was empty, and he was not very comfortable with it, so he asked Zheng Jia.

"People are busy, if you can have half the hard work of someone's family, you won't be unable to enter the battle at dusk. Zheng Jia said intentionally or unintentionally, but suddenly forgot about Hong Mingtian's physique and misunderstood.

After Hong Mingtian heard this, his eyes gradually drooped, and he first sighed and said, "I don't want to either, but I'm thinking, since I can't break through to the realm of the triple mountain for the time being, let me become the strongest among the two mountains now." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Jia was slightly stunned, only then did he realize that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said: "The receipt paid by everyone is directly proportional to what you get, and you don't forget, if you are lucky enough to obtain the Breaking Seal Pill one day, it will definitely be of immeasurable help to your future cultivation." ”

Of course, when this sentence came out of Zheng Jia's mouth, it was a round, but it didn't sound like this in Hong Mingtian's ears, this was not a distant thing, now the three of them are temporarily living in Sunset City, and Jiang Yiqing in the city has a bad relationship with them, if it is possible, then this Broken Seal Pill should be obtained from him.

Thinking of this, the depression on Hong Mingtian's face was obviously much less, watching this hot final showdown.

This decisive battle is still a battle between Wan Jian Yi and Nangong Xian, after Wan Jian Yi eliminated Chen Dongdong in the last game, Wei Minghu needs to face Nangong Xian alone, although he did not win in the end, but Nangong Xian was consumed to seven or eight out of ten, which was only after an afternoon plus a night, which was not enough for Nangong Xian to recover to a considerable state.

But Wan Prisoner is different, since yesterday's watching the fire from the other side, he now retains a lot of strength, and it is no exaggeration to say that his current state is in his heyday, plus the power brought by absorbing the Yuan Qi Stone for several years, his state is unilaterally crushing Nangong Xian.

Sure enough, this opening was just a cup of tea, and Wan Prisoner Yi gained the upper hand in the battle with lightning speed, and Fang Tian's halberd in his hand was enough for Nangong to deal with for a while.

The sound of ping-pong continued to come out on the field, intertwined with the sound of war drums, forming a melodic and brisk tune, but the destruction in the ring gradually increased with the change of time, long and short, thick and thin, deep and shallow, all distributed horizontally and vertically on the ring, like ghost paintings.

After a crisp sound, the two of them each opened a distance of more than forty meters, and the ten thousand prisoners were in high spirits, but Nangong Xian was tired, panting, and the clothes on his body were torn off a lot, looking like a beggar.

"Seven Immortal Sword Spirits!" The vitality surrounded the sword body, and Nangong Xian used the Seven Immortal Sword Spirits again, but this time the momentum seemed to be much smaller than the previous ones.

"Lightning Net!"

I saw that the vitality around the ten thousand prisoners was bubbling and flowing, converging into hundreds of lines, these lines were intertwined horizontally and vertically, forming a circular net in the blink of an eye, and from time to time there were several sizzling sounds of electricity, which shrouded the ten thousand prisoners firmly.

The heavy and long sound of "Boom ......" shuttled back and forth throughout the gladiatorial fight, and one after another deafening sounds echoed in the ears of everyone present.

The gray smoke gradually spread on the field, and the battle between the two was carried out in this gray smoke, and the intermittent sound from it made the audience sweat in their hearts.

Finally, in this battle that is difficult for the audience to see, Wan Jianyi was the first to rush out of this gray smoke and reveal it in the public's sight.

However, to everyone's surprise, Wan Prisoner at this time actually had a few more scars on his body, compared with the previous unstoppable appearance, this embarrassment made the audience a little unacceptable.

"What's the situation...... Yuan Jiang Jie, the commentator at the top, saw that it was in the clouds, did the battle between the two in the smoke exchange the battle situation?

"Good guy, I didn't expect you to still have such a hole card!" The vitality gradually covered the whole body, and Wan Prisoner's tone seemed a little trembling, but after a few breaths, this state disappeared.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and everyone's realization finally returned to Nangong Xian, only to see that he was all wrapped in fiery red vitality at this time, which was much more normal than yesterday when Wei Minghu was blessed by the Flame Sea God.

"Good show, it's still to come!" said in a low voice, Nangong Xian's figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared like the wind, disappearing into the realization of almost all the audience.

Ten thousand prisoners will not take it lightly now, Fang Tian's halberd was immediately in front of him, and then a gust of strong wind quickly came out from between a sword and a halberd, blowing on the audience.

It's winter now, the weather is cold and dry, and this wind blows over to make everyone's hair stand on end, of course, there are also those who are not afraid of the cold and are still laughing at the cold, but they didn't notice the changes on the field for a while......

Nangong Xian's battle was like a stimulant, and under the increasingly fierce offensive, Wan Jianyi actually turned a good advantage into a disadvantage, and showed that he had no power to fight back.

A little spark burst out between a sword and a halberd, and Wan Jian Yi found out a little rule, knowing that the gap between Nangong Xian's two attacks was no more than half a second, and each attack was heavier and heavier than the strength of the previous one.

To be able to fight so fiercely, it must be very physically exhausting and vigorous, although on the surface it seems that Wan Prisoner has been beaten without the power to fight back, but the most important thing for him now is to delay time, as long as Nangong Xian exhausts his vitality and physical strength, this battle will end.

"Desire: Seven Immortal Sword Spirits!"

Although Nangong Xian's tricks this time are also the Seven Immortal Sword Spirits, compared with the previous ones, this time he carries a fiery red vitality, just like Nangong Xian.

I saw that the pupils of the ten thousand prisoners shrank suddenly, and the vitality quickly condensed into a shield, blocking his entire body behind it, and receiving this attack head-on.

The Seven Immortals Sword Spirit struck the shield with a powerful force, and the shield led the people to pierce the ten thousand prisoners into the ring, and with a huge roar, the ten thousand prisoners smashed a huge hole in the ring with their bodies, and the sand and stones were splashed, and the smoke and dust were filled......

Nangong Xian fell in mid-air, panting heavily, and his face turned a little red.

After a long time, Wan Jian Yi slowly walked out of this hole, the whole person was gray-faced, with a body on his back, and the shadow printed in the dust looked like a little old man in his seventies.

However, when Wan Jianyi took the first step out of the pit, the whole person's figure seemed to be psychedelic, like Nangong Xian, like the wind and shadow.

"Ding!" Wan Prisoner quickly flashed in front of Nangong Xian, and a halberd swung out, and a sharp and rapid sound suddenly erupted between the sword halberds.

Nangong Xian's whole person retreated quickly like a cannonball, and the long sword went straight to the ground, and he retreated more than forty meters before he stopped this trend.

Immediately afterwards, Nangong Xian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the fiery red color on his body suddenly dimmed a little.

I saw that at this time, the vitality of the ten thousand prisoners slowly gathered in the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, his whole eyes were full of bloodshots, emitting a faint red soft light, and his body moved again, and he slapped towards Nangong Xian's position.

Because the speed of Wan Jianyi was too fast, it was difficult for De Nangong Xian to react enough, and in just a blink of an eye, he was slapped out by Wan Jianyi's halberd.

I saw Nangong Xian's entire body pulling out slender traces on the ring, and the whole person was knocked out of the field with unstoppable force, and was about to hit the audience uncontrollably, but fortunately, one of the referees flashed onto Nangong Xian's impact track, and turned it into a soft "wall" with vitality to intercept it.

Even so, Nangong Xian still took the referees of the five mountains more than ten meters away, and almost hit five or six spectators.

Nangong, who was outside the ring, struggled to stand up, the fiery red color on his body finally did not have any sense of stalemate, and became eclipsed, and his whole person was at this time, he lay on the ground and fainted......

In the audience, tens of thousands of spectators were stunned for a moment, and after a deathly silence, there was an uproar of thunderous applause, cheers and brisk whistles.

"Victory! It's over! The champion of this year's Battle of Sunset is indeed Young Master Wan who has won the crown as expected, becoming the champion for five consecutive years! Let us cheer for this chosen son with the warmest cheers and applause!" the commentator Yuan Jiang Xie shouted excitedly, but to no avail, because the applause of the audience completely drowned out his explanation.

Wan Yi on the ring breathed violently, originally wanted to put on a victor's angry posture, but helplessly this made him win the championship for the fifth consecutive year, the excitement in his heart was still overflowing, but he didn't expect the expression to be confiscated in the end, and the wild smile on his face looked like the classic smile of Pope D'Angelo De Nero.

"It's a damn expression, it's fascinating. ”

"He looks so handsome when he laughs!"

"He is worthy of being the son of the lord of the city. ”

In the position before and after Hong Mingtian, many people screamed and cheered for him, and his exaggerated expression and exaggerated description made Hong Mingtian's hair stand on end.

"This group of people is crazy, let's go quickly!" couldn't accept such a coax, Hong Mingtian led Zheng Jia and was about to leave outside the gladiatorial arena, but just as the two of them had just left the gladiatorial arena with their front feet, they saw a group of seven black-clothed people clearly swinging through a street.

That's right, it's swinging, like seven ghosts, walking as if it's slipping past, without a little fluctuation......