Zhang Mao laughed wildly, kicked the ground violently with the soles of his feet, and the person flew up a few feet high, his body was frozen in mid-air, and he took a deep breath: "Scared!"

Whew!

The cold wind was coldly raging and whistling, Zhang Mao's arm palm was like a knife illusory into a hook and claw and grabbed it fiercely, and seven or eight illusory figures seemed to appear at the same time in the surrounding area.

Boom!

The sound within ten zhang was instantly snatched.

Wang Bei straightened his waist in the wind, drew his knife urgently, and slashed, where the deep and restrained pitch-black blade swept by, it absorbed all the light, and the meaning of deep and extremely dark was exhausted.

No edge and all the light!

Bang!

The air exploded several waves with great speed, and the pitch-black long knives and hook claws intersected, and the speed was so fast that it was dazzling. But with each collision, the momentum of the hook will be reduced by one point, as if there is a faint fear of the pitch-black long knife, and after several fights, the hook is forced to shake a few feet away.

Zhang Mao's feet pressed heavily on the ground, his arms were powerful and his five claws were spread, his eyes were cold, his expression was constantly changing, staring at Wang Bei, almost without saying a word, and he was almost crazy with shock in his heart.

"What kind of knife technique is this, so powerful, and the entangled black mang, my claws don't dare to approach!"

Zhang Mao is extremely confident in his martial arts, this move is all he has been trained little by little on the battlefield of the bloody forest, and he has been in the Inner Imperial Courtyard for nearly three years, even if someone can suppress him in the realm, but almost no one can surpass him in the momentum and skill of the move.

"What kind of person is this young man, who can actually suppress the pervert Zhang Yan in terms of momentum!" The two male students who came with him widened their eyes and their hearts were full of shock.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Mao scolded secretly, he has always suppressed others in battle, which round of others to suppress him, is it true that he has not fought for a long time, his skills have regressed, and he can't even beat a new student.

"It seems that this battle is almost decided, Senior Zhang Mao, I'm sorry, I won this challenge. Wang Bei arched his hand with a knife, with a faint smile on his face, the meaning of this black knife is really powerful, he has just comprehended, and he won the first battle, and his potential is extraordinary.

Scorn?!

Is this contempt for me?

This is definitely contempt for me, this bastard, do you know who Lao Tzu is, being Lao Tzu is easy to bully!

The corners of Zhang Mao's eyes tightened, his eyes widened as if they were about to burst out of the frame, and he shouted fiercely: "Little bastard, no one in this world can beat me Zhang Mao, and you can leave without leaving something, and you are the same!"

Wang Bei's eyes changed slightly, and a trace of displeasure rose in his heart, so he stared at Zhang Mao coldly, and said coldly: "Senior, why is it like this, it's not good for anyone to tear your face." ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid it's not good for you, didn't you defeat a waste who stepped on shit and stepped into the realm of heaven and man, and was so arrogant that he dared to open the proxy battle sequence, do you think that the proxy battle sequence can be opened by anyone, uncle, I will teach you today, what is called a real battle. ”

Zhang Mao's footsteps slipped, and he suddenly swept a distance of several zhang, his clothes swayed, his hook and claws were tightly pinched, and suddenly he changed everything, and a yin and fierce aura emanated from Zhang Mao's body.

"This power?!"

The referee on the high platform, who was originally ignoring it and secretly in a state of cultivation, suddenly raised his head, his mind turned rapidly, and he secretly exclaimed: "Strange and dark, floating breath, where did this terrifying killing move come from, even the records and archives of the Imperial Court have never had this martial art, how could it be, and this young man seems to have almost integrated this martial art to the peak, it's really strange!"

"This move is the Ten Styles of Heavenly Yin Ghost Cold Killing! Zhang Abuse, this perverted self-created move!"

"He created it himself, this torture is so powerful, and he can also create his own martial arts!"

"It's really powerful, although others are not very good, don't look at the name of this martial art is stinky and long, but this lore ten styles are authentic martial arts with a fifteen-star evaluation, although some details are not perfect, resulting in incomplete killing moves, but the power is extremely terrifying, and even some sixth-rate seniors have a lot of folds under this move. ”

"Yes, yes!"

The two male students both looked at the stage with some horror, and their hearts were full of horror.

"Drink!"

Zhang Mao shouted violently, and his two hands and claws each grabbed the invisible flow of qi in the void, and suddenly merged together, and the air around him suddenly changed and fluctuated extremely violently, opening up a fierce aura of extreme cathode cold and cold, rushing towards his face, like a dark beast from under the Nine Shadows, opening its bloody mouth full of fangs, spitting out a cold and cold breath.

Whew!

The figure suddenly disappeared in the void, and tens of millions of fierce ghost claws probed out, ten in a row, extremely rapid evolution, the strength spread, the stone slabs on the ground burst one after another, and in the void, there was a violent sound of air cracking.

"Black Knife Technique, Cutting Words!"

Wang Bei's eyes were excited, the cold blade passed close to his face, and he took a step forward on the soles of his feet, and swept out the extremely streamlined chopping technique.

The knife is cold and dull.

It was as if the mud cow had entered the sea and merged into Zhang Mao's huge claw shadow.

Bite!

Zhang Mao's loud shouts still echoed in the ring, and the battle between the two instantly separated the winner and loser. I saw a puff of smoke and dust dissipate, Di Yuan was on Zhang Mao's neck, less than an inch away from his throat, his claws tightly grasped Di Yuan's knife body, blood flowed out of the tiger's mouth, his eyes were extremely cold, and his face changed from blue to white.

In the end, Zhang Mao sighed, hung his arm weakly, and said in frustration: "I lost." ”

"Thank you. ”

Wang Bei smiled, pulled Di Yuan back, and stared at Zhang Mao with a calm face.

"It's so powerful, it can actually break Zhang Mao's Tianyin Ghost Cold Kill Ten Styles with one sword, and the ten styles of Kill and Combo Moves, what is this person's name!"

"I haven't heard of it, but it's amazing. ”

.......

After the victory is declared.

Wang Bei took a brisk step, let the long knife sway around his waist, and left the outer arena with a quick pace.

Until Wang Bei only had one back left.

Zhang Mao stared into the distance, and thought with a melancholy face: "Calculate the time, I've been away from home for a long time, and I don't know how my father's health is, so let's take some time to go back and see, this kind of meaningless battle, don't go on anymore." ”

Zhang Mao's figure gradually dispersed.

But there is an inexplicable feeling of excitement and loss, and the five flavors ripple in my heart.

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