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The black-faced man laughed evilly, ready to knock out the white powder in his hand.

His smile quickly froze, though.

Because this black-faced man suddenly felt that five things similar to sword qi were coming towards him. hurriedly cast a protective shield to resist, but found five black shadows, and after five swishing sounds, the shield broke through.

After the protective shield of ordinary warriors is broken, they can only rely on the toughness of their own flesh to resist attacks.

If the exercises for refining the body are good and the cultivation is also high, then the toughness of the physical body is very high, and sometimes the martial artists of the same realm may not be able to fight.

If the exercises for refining the body are not very good, or if the cultivation level is relatively low, then it is somewhat useless.

However, this black-faced man is the type in between, neither good nor bad. In addition, he was broken by Ling Xiaoye's shield three times, and was easily grabbed by Ling Xiaoye's neck or calf, he must have been a little worried in his heart.

The black-faced man tried to turn around and dodge, but it was too late.

Five magic circle throwing knives slammed neatly on his arm, and those white powders were scattered all over the ground before he could make a move. The white powder that was sprinkled on the ground drifted away with the wind whipped up by the throwing knives.

Where did the black-faced man still have the heart to fight back at this time, he had already hurriedly taken out a small bottle from the Qiankun bag and was about to pour it into his mouth.

At this moment, Ling Xiaoye had already unknowingly come behind this big man, and snatched the small bottle with one hand.

I saw this big man, his eyes were full of resentment, and he looked at Ling Xiaoye twice. But his body began to disobey the call and slowly stiffened. Then he fell straight down, probably inhaling too much powder, foaming at the mouth and convulsing his body.

Ling Xiaoye, who had already turned out to be a black-faced man, himself felt dizzy for a while, if he hadn't tried his best to use the mana true yuan to dissolve these tasteless powders, maybe he himself would have fallen here.

"Foul!

The leader of the adjudicator had already shouted out at this time, but it was too late, and the big man had no such blessing and was already lying on the ground.

"Is this still a rematch?"

Ling Xiaoye took the antidote, threw it to Su Mengyu, and then turned to those adjudicators and said.

The leader of the adjudicators, his face was blue and red. His mood at this time was that he didn't know what to say. obviously gave this black-faced man so many opportunities, but he was still defeated by Ling Xiaoye.

However, the leader of the adjudicators, obviously not wanting to admit it, directly announced: "This battle doesn't count!"

As soon as this person finished announcing, the disciples of Qinglanmen began to coax:

"Cut! These adjudicators are really blind, they have already decided the winners and losers, what else do they want to talk about doesn't count, and they still have to be shameless!"

"This is what you call fairness and justice?"

"I think you're trying to keep the collateral of those games for your own!"

......

Bursts of boos poured into the three or four adjudicators, and except for the skinny leader, whose complexion had become normal, the rest of them were red-faced.

In such a public place, to preside over a game, their adjudicators have a lot of power. Generally speaking, they are not afraid of those who are playing games, or who are questioned by spectators outside the stadium.

It's just that the situation is different this time, because the black-faced man they favored was defeated by Ling Xiaoye three times and twice. That big man, in the end, this time he stole chickens and rice, but gave himself poison and fainted.

Now, their leader, to forcibly announce that this game does not count, it must be a bit exaggerated.

Of course, this is also a bit of a role for some incorruptibility.

These adjudicators still want to defend their leader's word.

Ling Xiaoye saw the shamelessness of these people, so he had nothing to hide, and said, "Heh, I thought that you adjudicators, adhering to the concept of fairness and justice, help people decide the winners and losers." However, now it seems that they are just four wild dogs from nowhere. ”

"What did you say!"

One of the adjudicators must have been upset to see Ling Xiaoye scolding them like this, so he roared loudly.

In the eyes of these adjudicators, Ling Xiaoye was just like the black-faced man, he used some shady means to lack victory, and his real strength was not very strong.

So, they began to get angry: "You bastard, you dare to speak wildly, and insult a few of us. You don't want your stuff back!"

"Haha, the wild dogs are finally showing their true colors. Your verdict here is false, but it is true that you have embezzled other people's treasures! On that basis, you are not worthy to be judges!"

Ling Xiaoye looked up to the sky and laughed.

This sentence suddenly stung the adjudicators, and a red-eyed guy immediately jumped on the field of the game and scolded loudly: "If Lao Tzu doesn't beat you to death today, and then cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs, Lao Tzu will come in vain!"

With that, the man waved his hands, and the clothes on his body were suddenly shattered, revealing solid muscles.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu has been cultivating the flesh for thirty years, I see how you can break through Lao Tzu's defense with that little broken flying knife!"

For this kind of overconfident martial artist, Ling Xiaoye has everything he wants.

It's just that he didn't use a flying knife, but continued to get close, and then a dragon fist instantly beat this shouting warrior into the air.

This martial artist, who exposed the muscles of his upper body, was hit in the chest by Ling Xiaoye, and his ribs were directly broken by five pieces! After this person fell to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't get up!

"Presumptuous, take action against our adjudicators, aren't you afraid that the adjudicators on this floating holy island will unite to attack you?"

The thin leader of the adjudicators, when he saw his men, was knocked away by Ling Xiaoye's punch, and he was furious. However, he also saw Ling Xiaoye's true level.

Because the guy who was sent flying, although his cultivation is not very low, he also has a mid-stage cultivation in the Illusory God Realm. also specializes in refining the flesh, ordinary knives, guns and sticks, and will not hurt this subordinate at all.

However, Ling Xiaoye only used one punch, and one punch shattered this person's ribs!

Even if this leader threw a punch with all his might, he might not be able to reach Ling Xiaoye's strength.

As a result, the skinny leader began to panic a little. Fortunately, they have a backer for the adjudicator, if they encounter a fierce god like Ling Xiaoye on the road, they will definitely run away!

The other two adjudicators also dared to be angry at this time, so they could only hide behind this leader and watch.

When Ling Xiaoye heard that this leader was using the name of the adjudicator to scare people, he sneered and said, "This island will only be open for about thirty days. And the game under this Thousand Machine Stone Tower is estimated to end in two days. Besides, the people here come from all continents, you don't know me, and I don't know you, so why should I be afraid of you!"

"Even if I kill you now, I guess no one will collect your body!"

Ling Xiaoye was a threat.

When the leader heard this, a cold sweat began to flow.

Although what Ling Xiaoye said was almost nonsense, for the latter sentence, it still made this leader quite taboo.

Of course, the leader still stiffened his mouth and said, "Don't be rampant! We, the judges, help each other!"

"That's based on the fact that you are ruling fairly and justly. But you have nothing to do with fairness and justice?"

Ling Xiaoye sneered.

"You, you, you ......"

"What am I? That black-faced man has attacked him several times with despicable means, and you didn't shout fouls! But when I grabbed this man and threw him on the ground, your dog's eyes saw it!"

Ling Xiaoye still sneered, recounting the injustice of these adjudicators: "Three times in a row! As long as you are beaten by me, and you stop every time, is this black-faced man your father? Is it worth your defense? Why don't you say that this black-faced man is a foul?"

Ling Xiaoye said something in one breath, which made the faces of these adjudicators turn ugly. Only this thin leader still replied stiffly: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, a few of us can't talk about you! However, your methods are not necessarily above board!"

"Oh, according to what you say, I was bitten by a dog, and you won't let me kick this dog! Do you think I deserve to be defeated by that black-faced man?"

"That's not what I say!"

The skinny leader tried to quibble for a while.

However, Ling Xiaoye didn't have much of a mood to talk nonsense with these people this time, he came directly to the back of this thin little leader and choked this person's neck with one hand.

The speed was very fast, and as soon as the leader opened his mouth, he was caught by Ling Xiaoye, and he couldn't speak directly when the words came to his mouth.

"Listen, I don't want to talk too much nonsense with you. Now, hand over my victory!"

Ling Xiaoye carried the skinny leader and threatened the two adjudicators.

The two adjudicators trembled and handed the things to Ling Xiaoye, their faces full of misery, for fear that Ling Xiaoye would knock them away with one punch.

At this time, Ling Xiaoye saw Zhuang Meng, who had already taken the antidote, and sobered up, and all those loot were in his hands, so he left the thin leader, and then said: "Next time you make such a blind ruling, be careful of being killed on the spot by the strong!"

The thin leader of the adjudicators touched his neck with his hand, and for a moment, he was speechless.

After saying this, Ling Xiaoye made another illusory feather divine walk, returned to the side of the Qinglan Sect disciple, and then said, "Go immediately!"

The group quickly evacuated, but the warrior who followed the black-faced man left the black-faced man behind at this moment and quietly followed Ling Xiaoye and them.