Tu Entrench's "anti-pit" reaped unexpected results, and hundreds of Jindan monks rushed to the stage with a roar and launched a tragic wheel battle against Xiong Haiwei.

Although few people can survive the three moves, but after beating them one by one, Xiong Haiwei is so stuffy that he also wants to spit out the old blood, and at this time, every loss of spiritual power is fatal!

Besides, these guys really took out the hard work of pressing the bottom of the box, and if they slacked off, they would risk being overturned to the ground, so they fought more than 60 games in a row with 300% spirit, so that they could completely scare these guys who wanted to die back.

Before Xiong Haiwei could breathe a sigh of relief, trouble came, and Baihua Valley, who had been silent, finally began to act, and jumped onto the stage without a trace.

This time, coming here, the Hundred Flowers Valley no longer has much interest in the Purple Sun Inheritance, Invite the Moon, the Mercy Star and the Traceless, the last three people in the Hundred Flowers Valley, they only want to do two things.

First, take revenge by killing the Ten Thousand Poison Gate.

Second, kill all the people who attacked the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley and take revenge.

Like the other sects of the Ten Martial Arts Sects, the Valley of Hundred Flowers also entered the Gold Coast Ruins in batches, in addition to the elite teams led by Ying Yue and Lian Xing personally, there were also four waves of disciples with different numbers entering the ruins in succession.

At most, one percent of these disciples died at the hands of the Sea Clan, and the remaining ninety percent, as many as a hundred, were captured by human monks and humiliated to death.

Invite Yue and Lianxing, two 10,000-year-old virgins, forgot the nature of men after the wound healed, and today, thousands of years later, they only dimly remember the fact that men are not good things, but they can't remember the moral degradation and distortion of human nature when men are in the fire.

Hundreds of disciples were humiliated to death one by one, as the palace master, he personally lit the invitation moon of guarding the palace sand on the arm of each disciple, and when she received that heart-rending pain, her hatred for men also reached the level of uncommon happiness.

Moreover, there is direct evidence that a team of twelve people only lost contact with the Immortal Heaven team, and the new hatred and old hatred, and the hatred of the sky was assigned.

"Men are filthy and unworthy to fight me. Only you, and a handful of less filthy ones, are qualified to let me do it. ”

Before taking the stage, Ying Yue said so.

So, without a trace came to the stage, he didn't know what he was for. Is it to acquiesce to the very feminist statement of Invite Yue, or to prove the meaning and value of his existence with practical actions.

Seeming, the two are essentially the same.

"Murder pays for life, blood debt pays for blood." Ying Yue stood there very quietly, exuding a coldness that was not inferior to Traceless.

Xiong Haiwei gasped while looking at this little white face that was more tender than a woman, and for a moment, he sneered, "You better step down, I'm afraid that you won't be able to hold on to three or two moves, and when the time comes, the fact that you will be squeezed dry by the moon and the stars will be exposed." ”

"Insult my teacher, you should be killed!" Without a trace, he gritted his teeth, and with a bang, the long sword was unsheathed.

Xiong Haiwei didn't care very much, and continued to laugh: "Everyone in the Blood Moon Continent knows that your two masters don't seem to eat fireworks in the world, but in fact, they are lewd to the bones, specializing in destroying families, and they will be immersed in pig cages in the Imperial Era!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and the monks who didn't know the truth asked about the story, and the few who knew the truth also looked embarrassed, and there was some pity and pity in their eyes when they looked at Invite Yue.

Inheriting the gossip spirit of the vines, Su Han smelled a smell, turned his head with interest, and said, "Yi Lao, there is still a story here?" ”

"Yes." Yi Ya's face is not very good-looking, but he still tells the poignant story of the year.

The story took place more than a hundred years ago, when Yi Ya had not yet been born, and the pattern of the Blood Moon Continent was the same as now, but at that time, the Extreme Water Sect was not yet on the verge of extinction.

Invite Yue and Lianxing are not as cold and ruthless as they are now, or rather, the two of them who were young at that time were the same as ordinary girls, longing for and yearning for beautiful love.

On that day, Ying Yue led a group of sisters to Jinge City to buy daily necessities, and met a group of robbers through the Great Mountain Range.

But at this moment, a monk came from a distance, easily dealt with the robber, and helped Ying Yue, who fell to the ground.

Like all bloody stories, the first eye contact between the hero and heroine of the story burst out with a spark of love, and the innocent Ying Yue fell in love with this savior-like man and fell in love.

Looking at the appearance of the moon now, although cold and ruthless, it is as inviolable as an iceberg goddess, you can imagine the pure beauty of girlhood, but no man can resist such a woman, logically, a man and a woman stained a white sheet on a dark and windy night.

The next morning, when Ying Yue woke up, she found a note on the pillow, and endured the pain in her heart and lower body, she saw the man's name clearly, Xiong Nan.

In the blink of an eye, seven months later, Ying Yue inquired all the way with a big belly, came to the Northern Immortal Heaven, found the savior-like man, and also saw his wife and baby in swaddling clothes.

He's already married, and he's a married man!

"Yueyue, this is my son, his name is Xiong Haiwei......" Xiong Nan could only respond to this embarrassing reunion with embarrassing words.

Before Ying Yue could react, the main room of the East Palace slammed her into the corner, and the incomparably bloody beginning ended temporarily with an even more bloody ending, and Ying Yue was almost beaten out of the scope of immortality.

Since then, Ying Yue has stayed in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, without leaving the gate, concentrating on cultivation, treating all men in the world as mortal enemies, and soon after, she inherited the position of the palace master of the Hundred Flowers Palace in the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

A few years later, on the day of Ying Yue's thirty-second birthday, she stepped into the half-step martial saint realm and vowed to kill all the negative people in the world.

Speaking of this, Yi Ya let out a long sigh, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally did not continue.

Su Han listened to this bloody story, and subconsciously suspected that this was a bloody script written by a brainless screenwriter, and it was too tragic, no wonder it became like this.

However, if you think about it carefully, it seems that Xiong Haiwei is not much better, in terms of seniority, he wants to call Invite Yue a "little mother", then the traceless in front of him is the "junior brother", and the tragedy of his Xiong family is enough to put a coffee table!

Yi Ya spent a full five minutes telling the story, but there was no fight on the field, and the two "senior brothers", one old and one young, stared at each other, and Xiong Haiwei's trick succeeded again, winning some respite by revealing old things.

However, Traceless is not a fool, and when he realized Xiong Haiwei's intentions, he put aside the speculation and horror in his heart, and launched a fierce attack with a long sword.

Under the Hundred Flowers Valley, male disciples have never been accepted, and no trace is the only exception for hundreds of years, it is the cultivation of the moon to kill the negative people in the world, the cultivation is exquisite, the skills are superb, and the shot is extraordinary, a set of seemingly light swordsmanship contains infinite killing opportunities, that is, the sword sect that specializes in swords also smacked his tongue after seeing it, and was amazed.

Chop, chop, pick, stab.

Every blow must be fast, the move is fast, the move is faster, the swordsmanship of such a light routine does not have much lethality, but it has become a chain of life in the hands of no trace, everyone firmly believes that Xiong Haiwei will be killed on the spot as long as there is the slightest distraction, and there will be no return!

How could Xiong Haiwei's emaciated camel be bigger than a horse, not to mention that he had rested a little trickery, and his strength was restored, not only easy to deal with, but also able to fight back with a more deadly counterattack with heart-piercing claws.

The tricks are sharp, go straight to the point, you come and go, so unhappy.

From this point of view, this is the most interesting death match of this martial arts conference so far.

"It's so powerful, I can't see who has a better chance of winning." Su Han sighed.

Everyone on the side didn't dare to pick up the stubble, what Su Han couldn't see, they naturally couldn't see it, and what they could see, such as Mo Yin, didn't bother to say it, causing this exciting battle to hold everyone's hearts tightly.

"Hmph, your master is a junior, just a broken shoe." Xiong Haiwei, who couldn't be dealt with with his strength, began to find a way to disturb Traceless's state of mind with words.

It can be seen that Traceless has always been proud of being a subordinate of the Hundred Flowers Valley, and has insulted Invite Yue, Mercy Star and Hundred Flowers Valley, and his heart is in turmoil.

"Your mouth really stinks, I want you to shut him forever!" Unexpectedly, Wuxian didn't eat this set at all, but became more and more brave the more he fought.

Finally, Xiong Haiwei tried his best to condense an unprecedentedly huge heart-piercing claw phantom, the size of a person, floating in the air and spinning at high speed, making people's hearts tremble.

It seemed that Traceless also realized that this was the last round, and his two fingers slashed across the sword body, and as a light blue true qi exploded, the long sword was thrown out by him.

"Heart-piercing claws! Kill! ”

Xiong Haiwei is powerful, and Traceless is at the speed of light, so that he didn't have time to shout out his sword moves, and his momentum weakened out of thin air.

However, in terms of power, the two moves were not far apart, the tip of the needle hit Mai Mang together, and the place where the tip of the sword and the phantom of the piercing claw came into contact with a large spark, trembling violently, and stalemate for a long time.

Or secretly obstructed, or affected by the sea breeze, I don't know what the reason is, the phantom of the heart-piercing claw and the long sword deviated to the left and right very tacitly, and the two passed by.

The two people who were still inputting the aura to increase their power were caught off guard, and they were caught off guard by a lightning-fast blow through their chests, and then a sword and a claw flew into the crowd, and the strength weakened eight or nine out of ten moves were stopped by people, and the martial arts arena was calm.

No, silence is more appropriate.

When everything was silent, Piaoxue jumped into the middle lightly, lowered her head and swept her eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Draw." ”

Not many people were convinced by the answer given by Traceless, but both parties passed out and failed to stand up to prove the facts, so they could only be dealt with as a draw.

Then, the Drifting Snow Sword Saint turned his head to look in the direction of the Endless Sea, the distance between the sun and the sea level was getting closer and closer, and it would be dark in two hours, and the sky would be dark for two hours, and the darkness would mean the end of order, and the night could always magnify the evil in people's hearts infinitely.

Moreover, this place is close to the Endless Sea, and every second it is possible to jump out of the sea a group of sea tribes, or even the Kraken King himself! If you drag on and wait for so many people to come to the stage one by one, it is better to directly challenge the Siren King.

There was no need to ask for the opinion of the Drifting Snow Sword Saint at all, and he said in a deep voice: "From this moment on, to the moment the blood moon rises, whoever stands last on the stage will be the winner of this battle. ”

Before the words fell, a young man jumped on the stage, clasped his hands into fists, and said, "In the clouds of Xia Jinge City, please give me advice." ”

"Yun Jia." Su Han's eyes lit up, and he followed Yunxiao's figure to look, and sure enough, he found the little fat man Yunmao not far behind him.

After a slight groan, Su Han patted the shoulder of the dumb overlord, "Overlord, you go." ”