"Let's go together!"

Although the voice was not loud, everyone present heard it, and the expression on their faces became extremely exciting. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info They've seen hubris and never seen anything like that. No matter how high your strength is, it is inevitable that you will not be able to beat four hands with two fists, is this because you don't die fast enough?

"Looking for death!" Wang Yi was a fiery temper, the green tendons on his neck jumped, and he stepped forward and stood side by side with Wang Jia.

Wang A and Wang B had very ugly faces, and this kid surnamed Chu clearly didn't take them seriously, and humiliating them in front of so many people was tantamount to putting their faces on the ground and stepping on them!

Even though they are a little shameless, they can enter the Martial Mansion with their true skills, they also have their own pride in their hearts, and they also have the dignity of being a monk!

Wang Jia laughed angrily: "Boy, do you know what you're talking about?"

Chu Ziheng raised his eyebrows, squinted at the two of them, and said leisurely: "What's the matter? There's no rule that you can't fight two with one, right?"

"Good, good, good, good, then, no wonder my two brothers!" Wang Jia's sleeves were bulging, and his hands were hidden in his sleeves, so he couldn't see the movement.

Wang Yi smiled and stretched his bones, and as soon as he cheered up, the white power suit on his body instantly cracked into pieces, revealing a set of black leather armor. However, the most striking thing was the four metal chains he tied to his limbs, the force field around the chains was distorted, it was hard to imagine how dense this metal should be! Wang Yi untied the four chains, raised them high above his head, stared at Chu Ziheng directly, grinned, let go of his hands, and the four chains fell to the ground freely.

"Boom!" The next moment, everyone felt a slight tremor under their feet, and the muscles at the corners of their eyes twitched, how heavy do these four chains have to be?!

"Physique! He's a pure physique!"

I don't know who shouted loudly, and everyone remembered that Wang Yi was a well-known sword that went off the rails, and he took a rare path of physical cultivation. Even in the Gu Xiu, there are very few specialized physical cultivations, let alone in the Meteorite Alliance. However, Wang Yi has really made some achievements on the road of physical cultivation, and there are few opponents in his physical skills, so he has entered the list of people by relying on his fists and feet.

Wang Yi stomped his feet, and his body rushed straight like a meteor.

Chu Ziheng's eyes narrowed, and there was only one thought in his mind, "So fast!" Chu Ziheng only had time to raise the ghost halberd. Chu Ziheng felt as if he had been hit hard by a locomotive, the ghost halberd was almost bent into a full moon, his feet kicked back hard, and he relied on the huge friction to unload the huge force,

"What a lot of strength!" Chu Ziheng's hands holding the ghost halberd trembled slightly, and his breath was also a little disordered, this was the first opponent to outperform himself in strength, but Chu Ziheng did not have the slightest fear, but the blood hidden in every corner was mobilized.

Chu Ziyan shouted violently: "Fight!"

One black and one white constantly collided, and separated, the aura of heaven and earth was surging and rolling, both sides were known for their physical strength, and the battle was inseparable, and now they were more endurance and faster recovery than anyone. Left behind a full afterimage, even some Ning Dan monks couldn't see their movements clearly.

"Who do you think will win?" asked Long Yan the mountain ghost.

The mountain ghost squinted and pondered for a moment before replying, "It's hard to say... Moreover, didn't you notice that Wang Jia hadn't done it yet?"

"Huh?" Long Yan suddenly woke up, and there was another main master who hibernated like a poisonous snake, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Mountain Ghost and Long Yan frowned at the same time, they were keenly aware of the sudden increase in the flow speed of the Heaven and Earth Spirit.

In the enchantment, Chu Ziheng raised the halberd upwards and forced Wang Yi back, and in an instant, the aura of heaven and earth around his body turned into a chain to lock Chu Ziheng's torso, and Chu Ziheng moved as a stagnant, and at this moment, a golden light stabbed towards Chu Ziheng's chest.

"Die!" Wang Jia laughed wildly, his face was hideous, and he couldn't bear it, waiting for this moment.

At the last moment, "Qiang!", a brilliant bronze flying sword blocked the golden light, just three inches away! Chu Ziheng saw clearly that the golden light was a golden flying sword. Chu Ziheng's true yuan energy agitated and burst the chains turned by the trapped spirit technique, avoiding the oncoming flying kicks.

The wild smile on Wang Jia's face suddenly froze, and he didn't count that Chu Ziheng also had a flying sword. Wang Jia was annoyed and angry, summoned the flying sword, slammed his chest hard, and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the blood mist soon soaked into the golden flying sword, and after the golden flying sword trembled, it actually glowed with scarlet blood light, and rose to the sky with a vicious aura.

Chu Ziheng and Wang Yi fell into a stalemate, Wang Jia manipulated the flying sword to attack again, this time Chu Ziheng had no time to care, and hurriedly summoned the Hundred Ghost Sword, just to block this blow. I didn't think about it, as if it was because of the influence of that evil aura, the Hundred Ghost Sword actually let out an excited trembling sound, and a cloud of gray mist suddenly appeared on the sword's body, like an arrow off the string, uncontrollably catching up with the flying sword.

The sudden change was something Chu Ziheng didn't expect, and he could only watch as the Hundred Ghost Sword crashed into the flying sword. The blood-red flying sword that was originally flying towards him somehow changed direction, as if it was attracted by a huge magnet, and flew towards the Hundred Ghost Sword in a big turn.

The gray mist that shrouded the Hundred Ghost Sword directly enveloped the blood-red flying sword, and in just a few moments, the gray mist grew a little stronger, and then, the gray mist disappeared, and the Hundred Ghost Sword conveyed a happy and satisfied emotion. The blood-red flying sword turned dull and fell to the ground.

Wang Jia was shocked to find that the connection between himself and the flying sword was broken, and shouted: "No!" Then his body was counterattacked, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person was like a punctured ball, his breath instantly withered, and Jin Dan was shattered.

"Big brother!" Wang Yi's eyes widened.

Wang Yi's qi and blood were unstable in an instant, and he panicked, and Chu Ziheng seized the opportunity and pierced his ribs with a halberd.

Wang Yi struggled to climb to Wang Jia's side, put his hand under Wang Jia's nose, and was already out of breath. Wang Yi hugged Wang Jia and cried, tears flowed, Chu Ziheng stood on the side, watching quietly.

Wang Yi put down Wang Jia's gradually cold body, and roared angrily: "Chu Ziheng, I want you to die!" Wang Yi took out a pill, raised his head and swallowed it quickly.

"What's that?Blood Elixir?"

"No... Is that... Blood Soul Pill!"

"What?!Is he crazy?!"

Wang Yi's breath rose rapidly, and he forcibly improved a small realm, the muscle mass on his body slowly bulged, and his body was also raised by three feet, Wang Yi, who was originally nine feet tall, is now even taller and burly. His eyes were blood-red, his mind was only about killing, his mouth was open and he was spitting out meaningless syllables, and from time to time he was dripping saliva, and he was free from a humanoid beast.

"Whew!" Wang Yi howled uncontrollably and pounced, faster and more powerful. Compared to this, Chu Ziheng's figure looked so thin. It seems that the balance of victory has begun to tilt towards the Wang family, and no one present is optimistic about Chu Ziheng, maybe Chu Ziheng will be torn to pieces in the next moment.

"Fire Dance Burning the Sky!"

Suddenly, a huge flame tornado swept through the entire martial arts arena, and although the enchantment isolated the energy leakage, it could not block the temperature. The scorching heat forced the crowd of onlookers to retreat, and Long Yan, who was practicing the Yang Exercises, couldn't help but take a step back, even he couldn't bear such a high temperature.

What the hell is going on?!