The dark waves subsided, and the wind and clouds eased.

In Quang Nam City, the silence around the martial arts arena seemed to have just suppressed a storm that was about to fall, and the former calm and warmth had been restored.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

In the crowd, Jiang Xue patted her chest gently, her pretty face looked a little relaxed and comfortable, and she sighed for the rest of her life before she looked at Lan Jinxuan behind her.

swept the emotions on his face, raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "How is it? I said that I want to believe in Childe, right?"

Hearing this, Lan Jinxuan nodded lightly, and a strange brilliance flashed in her pale blue eyes: "If you can stick to your heart in the face of temptation, Jun Gongzi is extraordinary." ”

"Of course. ”

Jiang Xue was very satisfied with Lan Jinxuan's response, raised her long hair, and looked at the martial arts platform again.

Wei Qi and Zhuang Yongxing, who were beside him, also put their hearts back into their stomachs, and when they looked at each other, they both saw the awe and firmness in each other's eyes.

The martial artist who bet with Zhuo Yu had a clear look in his eyes, but his face was full of shame and guilt.

Secretly blamed himself for being suspicious and incomprehensible to Jun Yi.

Just like his own life path, martial arts path.

How can you be questioned casually, and not go on firmly, the road ahead is long, what do you have to do with others?

Not far from the martial arts arena, Ning Ran looked at Jun Yi with strange eyes, and then looked sideways and looked at Zhuo Yu with a smile: "Brother Zhuo, I'm afraid the bet you made is going to hang." ”

"The world is unpredictable..."

Hearing this, Zhuo Yu shook his head, sighed in his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "Who would have thought that it was just a joke of interest at the beginning, but now it is a prophecy, it is really amazing." ”

"However, even if Zhao Hai is also deposed, it is not a simple matter for Jun Yi to defeat him. ”

Ning Ran didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, but Chu Feng, who had never spoken, said abruptly: "Lu Qing, who was defeated by Jun Yi, the world also thinks so." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Yu and Ning Ran both subconsciously looked over, and even the eyes of Lei Nian and Bei Li were unconsciously a little stunned.

Yes, before Lu Qing made a move, how many people would believe that Jun Yi could win? And in a ruthless and decisive way, he gave him an unforgettable lesson.

But Zhao Haiyi is different from Lu Qing after all, will he still win?

Doubts rose in everyone's hearts, but there were more in their eyes, but there was a strong expectation, almost all the warriors wanted to witness this impossible possibility again, and even witness the rise of a generation of Tianjiao.

In the air, hearing Su Ningxiang's meaningful words, Jun Yi also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and unconsciously felt a little relaxed in his heart.

In Jun Yi's opinion, instead of fighting with Su Ningxiang, it is better to fight with Zhao Haiyi, who is in a complete state, and the chances of victory may be greater.

At the same time, even he was a little glad that he had made a decision and did not let go of any doubts in his heart.

As he believed in the past, martial artists have almost no illusions, and they will not have doubts for no reason.

Zhao Haiyi's chest sank, he exhaled heavily, and his gaze at Jun Yi became a little complicated, and he didn't know whether he should be grateful or resentful.

But these are no longer important in front of Lu Qing, who has a broken arm.

"Now that the choice has been made..."

At this time, Su Ningxiang in the air lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on Zhao Haiyi's body, and she said lightly: "Then Zhao Haiyi, are you ready?"

Hearing this, Zhao Hai also took a deep breath, and handed over Lu Qing in his arms to Tang Tianhuai, who was congested not far away, before he looked at Su Ningxiang solemnly and nodded heavily: "I'm ready, please take action." ”

"Good. ”

Su Ningxiang nodded lightly, raised her hand and pointed at Zhao Haiyi, and there was a flash of purple in her eyes.

"Ding..."

I could only hear a crisp bell ringing in the air, like a wind chime facing the wind, and the light sound that came out made the hearts of the surrounding warriors unconsciously calm down and fall into silence.

"Huh..."

But the next moment, the purple light flashed in everyone's misty eyes, and their eyes, which were still sunk in the haze, were awakened by the blood spilled, and they all stared at each other.

It's just the afterglow in everyone's eyes, and the afterimage that they captured, faintly seems to be on Zhao Haiyi's body, with a faint purple light swaying gently, like a bell in the wind, flashing away.

With it, there was blood in the air, and a broken arm that fell.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, Zhao Haiyi's face turned pale, and the coercion that permeated his body suddenly weakened, as if he had been slashed horizontally.

The next moment, there was a large area of white mang, overflowing from Zhao Haiyi's body, like a dense fog, dissipating into the air, and it was the three souls and seven spirits condensed in his clone.

Zhao Hai also clenched his teeth, holding his broken arm and shaking uncontrollably.

It's not that Zhao Hai can't bear the pain, but the pain that tears his soul apart, making him almost suffocated, as if his heart has been pinched with a big hand, and he can't stop exerting force.

"Well, the minor punishment has passed. ”

Su Ningxiang leaned lazily on the chair, looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "Now, you can do it directly, or you can rest for another three days, which is a little special care I give you, how about it?"

"No!"

As soon as his voice fell, Zhao Haiyi shook his head fiercely, and his words were firm: "I can't hide things in my heart, and I can't suppress my anger, so it's better to solve it today." ”

"Long nights and dreams. ”

Jun Yi didn't say much, just four simple words, representing his position and decision. Number Seven

"Hum..."

Su Ningxiang raised her hand slightly, causing a ball of green light to float in the ring, rolling out Lu Qing and Tang Tianhuai.

"Second brother!"

Outside the martial arts arena, Yan Fu hurriedly greeted him, carefully took Lu Qing from Tang Tianhuai's hand, and slowly walked to a secluded place, looking at it with distressed eyes.

Tang Tianhuai sat on the ground, did not recover from his injuries, and raised his eyes to look into the air.

As the green mangs dispersed, only Jun Yi and Zhao Haiyi were left in the huge ring, and they heard Su Ningxiang's faint words when they looked at each other: "Then let's start." ”

"Boom!"

When the words fell, I saw a dark gray light suddenly appear above Jun Yi's head, rolling up monstrous clouds, surging like a giant dragon entrenched, and then suddenly exploded, raining down a cold gun.

Jun Yi stared, he didn't expect Zhao Haiyi's attack to come so quickly.

"Suppression!"

Suddenly, he drank in his mouth, and a sea of blood surged behind Jun Yi, manifesting the mountains and rivers, and trembling to the sky.

The two collided, and I saw that the mountains and rivers across the sky were ruthlessly pierced by spears, as if they were invincible, causing the mountains and rivers to crumble one after another.

"Zheng..."

At the same time, a dazzling glint appeared in Jun Yi's eyes.

I saw that Zhao Haiyi held the spear with a cold face, and stabbed Jun Yi in the chest with his might, not giving him the slightest chance to react, so that the upper and lower attacks completely blocked his retreat.

As soon as he made a move, he was ruthlessly killed.

"The tyrant is angry, and the darkness is monstrous..."

Jun Yi's expression was solemn between his words, and in the sea of blood surging behind him, the angry blood tyrant stepped out violently, condensed his fist gathered golden lines, and slammed into the spear pierced in the air.

At the same time, the blood tide gushed out in the dark, and the shadow of the desolate ruler manifested in the palm of the Yin and Ghost Phase, lingering in the endless desolation and desolation, and slashed towards Zhao Haiyi in front, wanting to block the power of his cold spear.

In an instant, the angry blood tyrant was covered in golden stripes, and he bombarded the spear more than ten times with his fist, but the gray-white brilliance wrapped around it flowed through the fog, like a spear, blocking the big fist, and it was entangled endlessly, and no one could help anyone.

The yin ghosts in front of him were holding on to each other's rulers and killing, and they were constantly fighting with Zhao Haiyi with the spear in his hand, which seemed to be a little difficult to parry, and he could barely tie and contain him.

At this moment, Jun Yi also stepped out and rushed towards Zhao Haiyi.

"Hum..."

But before he could take a few steps, he heard a trembling sound on his side, followed by bursts of killing intent that made his skin cold, and a figure that broke through the fog and mastered the cold glow of the forest.

Jun Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, he subconsciously stopped, and hurriedly twisted his body, and the fist in his big hand was pitch black, attached to Sen Han's Fu Ming energy, and suddenly collided with it.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the two collided, causing the surrounding darkness to churn, like a python churning in pain.

The astonishing power of the gray spear shook Jun Yi's mouth numb, and he retreated several steps, but the figure opposite him did not give him a chance to breathe, and he pursued the victory, killing endlessly.

"Get out!"

Jun Yi's eyes were cold, and on the dark fist, a crimson gold vein appeared, making it fierce and repelling the gun-wielding figure.

"Is this the strength of the Martial Emperor's early realm?"

Looking at the figure standing not far from him, Jun Yi muttered in his mouth, his eyes surging with a thick solemnity, he didn't expect that Zhao Haiyi's doppelganger had been cut off by Su Ningxiang by fifty percent of his strength, and he was still so strong.

If it weren't for the fusion of the ferocity of the Angry Blood Tyrant and the Netherworld Ghost, Jun Yi would probably not be his opponent, it was really terrifying.

"Hum..."

But Zhao Haiyi's doppelganger didn't give Jun Yi much respite, and when he stopped his body for a moment, he made the spear rim rush to kill again.

The imperial power on the body of his spear boiled endlessly, merging with the stirred storm, like a giant dragon standing upright in the sky, its scales standing upside down, tearing down with anger, and the killing machine was awe-inspiring.

Seeing this, Jun Yi's heart was cold, and he greeted him again.

"Boom!"

But almost at the same time, the angry and bloody tyrant who fought with the spear in the air actually shattered directly, turning into a bloody sky, like a long river, hanging upside down in the sky.

At the same time, Zhao Hai also broke through the barrier of the Yin and Ghost Phase, wrapped in an incomparable ferocity, his eyes were fierce, and the cold breath almost froze Jun Yi, making his steps a little slower.

The three-party attack, combined with the three-party killing machine, will ruthlessly shroud Jun Yi, and it is extremely dangerous.

Seeing this, Jun Yi's steps just now stopped alive, as if he was unable to move under strong pressure, and could only wait for death helplessly.

In such a scene, even Jiang Xue, who was full of confidence in Jun Yi, couldn't help but open her red lips wide, clenched her jade hand, and stared at his figure with a worried face.

"That's it!"

In the air, Zhao Hai also drank coldly, the spear in his hand was amazing, and the river of blood hanging upside down in the air also gushed out fiercely, as if it was echoing him.

Not to mention his doppelganger, his solemn face was full of coldness, as if he wanted to freeze the void.

Three phantoms, as fast as thunder, arrived in front of Jun Yi in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Hai also had a sharp spear in his hand, and even Jun Yi's expressionless face was reflected.

"Kill me, are you really qualified?"

Jun Yi muttered indifferently in his mouth, as if he was playing tricks and struggling to death, but at the moment when his pupils looked directly at Zhao Haiyi, an astonishing cold aura gushed out.

For a while, the sea of blood was monstrous, dark and surging, and there was an abrupt white light, from which a strange flash.