In fact, this guy knows better than anyone that he understands what a terrible blow this blow is for him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIf it was as simple as waiting another three years, he wouldn't have had to work so hard at all.

Only the mental torture drove him mad the most.

In the cone of light, with the blessing of essence and blood, the aura of the gray-robed man instantly withered to the extreme, but the extremely violent figure did not decrease in the slightest after the cone of light and the fist of golden light collided together.

Rumble......

At this moment, on the battle platform, the terrifying aura of confrontation was turbulent here, and the deafening explosion resounded here, when the light cone and the golden light fist collided, the dozens of meters huge golden light fist of the inner clan man who had a high level of magic was entangled by the light cone of this gray-robed man.

The strength of the fist seemed to be trying to shatter the light cone, but under the gray-robed man's almost beastly suppression and the blessing of several mouthfuls of essence blood, his struggle did not make the golden fist show a hopeless shattering trend, but was completely cracked by the light cone and then turned into light spots scattered on the battle platform.

......

Who would have thought that under the same level of conditions, the spirit level of the top grade of the magic would be shattered by a medium grade of the magic trick, although now it seems that the gray robed man's light cone is also on the verge of shattering, but there is still the potential to attack. But now it's not the light cone that this guy still has the power to attack, but the ...... His cheetah-like running body.

With a terrible indomitable momentum.

......

"He's already won. ”

Looking at the gray-robed figure who was running away against the man of the inner clan with the last trace of gold source power in his body, Huang Xiutian chuckled lightly at the corner of his mouth. This guy's strength is indeed like an ant in front of him, but he admires this kind of mentality.

The scene in front of him was definitely something that Long Zun didn't expect at night. But the facts had to make him believe that what Huang Xiutian said seemed to make sense...

Under the battle platform, the foreign man in the tattered gray robe seemed to be crazy at the moment, behind the golden light cone, the man's eyes were like torches, and the blood at the corners of his mouth was spitting wildly, and the indomitable fierceness actually made the face of the guy on the other side slow down.

No matter how capable people can fight, they can't beat fierce people who don't care about anything.

Now his opponent's momentum makes him a little flustered.

When the Golden Light Fist was shattered, the face of the man from the inner tribe was also extremely strange. The source force in the body must have begun to riot, and even the body has staggered and begun to retreat.

But he also can't give up, if he loses, his dream of the ancient pavilion will have to give up.

The handprint quickly froze, and the same little source power left in the body exploded. The palms of his hands were clenched into fists, and he threw a few quick punches, and after he shattered the guy's golden light cone, he wanted to stop the crazy guy.

But......

Rumble...

On the other side, the guy who had reached the end of his rope at this moment had now regarded himself as a human cannonball, and his palms saw the soles of his feet stepping on the golden square stone slab for the last time, and the crooks of his arms were protected in front of his chest, and the palms clenched into fists were protected in front of his face and forehead. The figure spun around, and finally smashed directly into the defense formed by the inner man.

Boom......

On the battle platform, when everyone saw this scene, especially the dozen or so people who participated in the battle who were sitting slowly underneath, their faces were all moved.

A foreigner will inevitably have too much impact on them.

Sure enough, with the unstoppable impact of this guy, the defense that the guy had just formed was directly smashed open by the man's body. After the blast of flesh was over, the man with the advanced magic trick ...... Immediately shocked down by the gray-robed man of the foreign race.

For a while, there was silence under the battle platform......

"Good!"

Under the platform, I don't know if it was the foreigner who took the lead in shouting, and after holding the head, the foreigners under the entire platform burst into thunderous applause. Apparently this guy is fighting for them.

......

"This little one...... It's yourself. ”

With the golden light on it, when Long Chengfeng saw this scene now, he was also very touched in his heart, although it was extremely difficult for this gray-robed man to even stand up now. But this battle, he won completely. It's not about strength, it's about momentum.

The fearlessness of a warrior.

......

"What? Now do you believe it?"

Above the high pavilion, seeing that guy finally won the victory in this final blow, Huang Xiutian's eyes looked at Long Zun Ye and chuckled.

"Maybe you don't have this kind of momentum on the ordinary battlefield. ”

Seeing Long Zunye's wry smile, Huang Xiutian smiled, and the figure sitting on the top of the high pavilion slowly stood up, and Long Zunye was stunned on the spot.

"Brother Huang, what is this?"

"Didn't you already say it just now, as long as this guy can win, I'll help him recover from his injury this time. ”

......

Although this guy finally won this time, he didn't have the power to play for the next game. Not to mention how long his strength to enter the Danxuan Realm can last in the end, but now with this broken appearance, whether he can play in the next game is still two different things.

Under the battlefield, when she saw the gray-robed man standing up with a gray face, an extremely ordinary-looking old woman looked at the man, but her face was pale with fright. This ordinary old woman, since she is the mother of this gray-robed man.

However, just when everyone was shocked by this guy, above the sky, Huang Xiutian, who was dressed in black robes, walked down lightly step by step.

......

Huang Xiutian's frequency on the road of Huangjia these days is not small, and Long Zunyang and those guys have only seen it a few times, but some remote people from the inner clan and people from other clans have no impression. Seeing this strange black and white double-haired man coming down, they were all stunned.

Who is this? What is it going to do?

"Dragon Patriarch, now...... Taking advantage of this short gap, can the juniors do one thing?"

Standing in the air, Huang Xiutian hugged his fists at Long Chengfeng and the others above the light belt.

"Huh, little friend, but it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Looking at Huang Xiutian a little strangely, he thought that Huang Xiutian would be a visitor here for a day today.

"Now your Long family, a foreigner, is extremely injured, but he doesn't have parents to help him recover and enter the last round of fighting, no matter what the result of his last round of participation in the war is?

said with a smile, Huang Xiutian's voice was extremely flat.

However, it was in this kind of blandness that Huang Xiutian's words shocked everyone who knew Huang Xiutian's identity except for Long Zun Ye, and even Long Chengfeng and the others were no exception.

Will Huang Xiutian be so kind and unprovoked to help people recover?

And when he said this, the man whose robe was now completely tattered was also stunned, and suddenly turned his head to look at Huang Xiutian......