Su Yun stared at Huo Quancai's shoes seriously, every time he was about to be stabbed by Zhong Ye, the shoes suddenly lit up for a few minutes, and his body moved, avoiding the attack.

It seems that Huo Quancai's strange body style has nothing to do with these boots.

No wonder Zhong Ye couldn't even touch Huo Quancai several times.

Su Yun thought.

Huo Quancai had a strange smile on his face, calmly looked at the panting Zhong Ye in front of him, and said, "Brother Zhong Ye, it's almost over, it's my turn now, right?"

"Huh?" Zhong Ye raised his eyes suddenly.

But seeing that Huo Quancai suddenly folded the fan, a golden energy overflowed the moment the fan was closed, crashing into Zhong Ye.

Zhong Ye hurriedly raised the gun and swept the golden gas, but the golden gas attached to the head of the spear, and actually dyed the head of the spear into a golden red color, Zhong Ye suddenly felt that the weight of the spear in his hand suddenly increased, as if it reached a thousand catties, extremely heavy.

"Is this golden qi a magic weapon?" Zhong Ye was shocked.

A little bit of gold gas floated in, staining a little bit on his shoulder, and in an instant, only a click was heard, and the place where the gold gas on his shoulder fell directly, and the clothes and flesh fell to the ground like a heavy lead ball.

"Ah!!!h

The people in the contestants' seats all gasped when they saw this.

If it were all over a man, would he not be able to crush him into a patty?

Zhong Ye broke out in a cold sweat, his steps turned and retreated to the edge of the ring, looking at Huo Quancai, who opened the folding fan again and shook it gently, and asked angrily, "What kind of magic weapon are you?"

"Ten thousand gold strength, ordinary people have never heard of it. Huo Quancai smiled lightly.

Zhong Ye clenched his fists, and he secretly looked around. At this moment, in this ring, so many people are looking at themselves, and they must not be defeated!

He gritted his teeth and roared, "Do you think there is a magic weapon to save you?

He let out a low roar, suddenly took out a red rope, coiled it directly on the gun in his hand, and then roared from Huo Quancai.

Sonorous sonorous

The golden qi floating in the air quickly gathered together and turned into a golden wall, blocking the blasting spear.

Zhong Ye never gave up, and with a wave of his palm, a mighty Gang Qi gathered in his palm and slapped towards the golden qi wall.

Boom!

The wall of gas shattered.

Zhong Ye's Xuan Qi attribute is not only based on the mad blade aura, but also cultivates the Zhengang aura, and the Zhengang aura is extremely thick, which is better than the mad blade aura he majored in.

shattered the wall of qi, the purple spear took advantage of the momentum to attack, and when it approached Huo Quancai, it suddenly softened, like a living purple dragon tying up Huo Quancai!

"What? The dragon lance is as hard as a rope!"

One of the players in Group A stood up and let out a sound of surprise.

Huo Quancai looked down and saw that the red rope on the body of the gun was shining, and immediately understood the reason, he snorted, and his arms began to exert force, intending to force the dragon spear.

But how could Zhong Ye give him a chance?

Hearing only the sound of 'whew', Zhong Ye volleyed into the air, formed a fist with both hands, and smashed into Huo Quancai's head.

There are not many gorgeous occult and fancy moves, only creepy killing intent and invincible mystical power!

"Is it time to decide the winner?"

Many people stood up and looked at the stage with full attention!

But at this moment, Huo Quancai suddenly let go of the hand holding the fan, and the fan actually flew up on its own, constantly circling, like a rapidly spinning golden wheel, crashing into Zhong Ye.

Zhong Ye's heart beat violently, and seeing that the momentum was wrong, he hurriedly withdrew his fists and retreated.

Huo Quancai seized the opportunity, his body flipped over, and his heels hit the ground, and his whole body was full of Xuan Qi, but it was not gathered in his arms, but all over his body, and he crashed into Zhong Ye with purple spears.

Bang!

Zhong Ye didn't have time to react, his chest was hit hard by Huo Quancai's shoulder, and the person flew out, fell on the edge of the ring, coughed violently a few times, and hurriedly got up.

This blow was not to hurt Zhong Ye, but to disturb the Xuan Qi in his body. As soon as the Xuan Qi was chaotic, the purple spear that bound Huo Quancai was loosened.

Huo Quancai's arms were moved, and he immediately jumped over, waved his volley hand, took the folding fan, and threw the fan at Zhong Ye.

Bang la la blah

A sharp blade of wind spawns from between the fans and cuts towards the bell leaves.

Zhong Ye dodged left and right, he had already been disrupted by Huo Quancai, plus the dragon spear was out of his hand, there was no blade, and his combat power dropped greatly, and he was a little panicked in the face of this cut wind blade.

When Su Yun saw this scene, he was greatly disappointed, Dragon Lance Zhong Ye, if it was only at this level, it would inevitably be a bit wasteful.

Puff puff puff

Zhong Ye's shoulders were cut by the air blade, Huo Quancai took advantage of the momentum and rushed forward, slashing at Huo Quancai's head, once this move hit, Huo Quancai would inevitably be killed on the spot.

According to the rules of the competition, once there is a life-threatening killing move, the judges must come forward to stop it and protect the spiritual practitioners, but none of the four judges in the audience made a move, and they all sat in their seats to watch the battle.

Zhong Ye's face was bloodless, and he hurriedly raised his arms and gathered his qi to resist.

Poof!

The gang qi was all slashed by the folding fan, and the two wrists of Zhong Ye were cut open together. Zhong Ye was abolished in an instant, Huo Quan turned over and kicked Zhong Ye in the face, Zhong Ye volleyed several times, spat blood, rolled to the ground, and wanted to get up again, but he had no strength.

The winner is decided!

Zhong Ye fell to the ground, but he couldn't get up, Huo Quancai walked in front of him in a dashing manner, and shook the folding fan gently.

The host Zhu Wen saw that his body full of fat shook and then came back to his senses and shouted loudly: "Zhong Ye has lost his combat power, and this competition is won by player Huo Quancai!!"

There was silence for a few seconds, and then the cheers of the mountain and tsunami rang out.

"Dragon Lance Bell Leaf, but that's it!"

Huo Quancai smiled faintly, then turned around and flew into the air, landing in front of the pavilion door above. He respectfully waved at the gate of the pavilion, and saw that there was a faint phantom in the gate, the phantom nodded, and Huo Quancai walked in.

Zhong Ye's eyes widened, and he stared at the person who disappeared in front of the pavilion unwillingly, his eyes full of resentment.

He was helped out of the ring and walked towards the lounge, where all the devotionals who had been stammering him and patting him on the back were silent, some turning their eyes away from him, and some bowing their heads and saying nothing.

If this battle is on par with Huo Quancai, it will be another matter, however, Zhong Ye faced Huo Quancai, almost had no power to fight back, and before and after a stick of incense, he was cut off by the other party and won the crushing situation.

Such a fiasco, I don't know how many people are disappointed in Zhong Ye.

Zhong Ye felt the changes in the people around him, and he gritted his teeth, supported his hazy will, and closed his gaze.

After the defeat of Zhong Ye, the tournament seems to have entered a new stage.

However, the next event will no longer draw Group A players, most of them are mainly players from Group C and D, and occasionally Group B players will appear, but the number of times is not much.

And it didn't take long for Su Yun to play again.

In order not to attract the attention of others, Su Yun deliberately retained his speed and strength, and after dozens of rounds with his opponent, he pierced the opponent's abdomen, making him lose his combat power and win the game. After two fights, many people on the scene have already paid attention to Su Yun, and the people at the handicap have included him in the ranks of the members of Group B according to his two-game table.

Slowly, there were fewer and fewer members of the C and D groups, more and more people in the lounge, and the atmosphere of the competition became more and more intense.

"Brother Su!"

At this moment, a weak call sounded.

Su Yun turned his head to look, and saw Lu Zhanyuan, who was pale, holding on to the handrail, walking towards here.

"Zhanyuan?" Su Yun was stunned: "Are you okay?"

"The organizers have money, and we use good medicine and good medicine to treat us, and my body is healing, but I am still very weak, and I should be able to recover after a few months of recuperation. Lu Zhanyuan smiled, walked to Su Yun's side and sat down slowly.

His arms were bandaged, and the spirit medicine had applied a plaster to give birth to his broken arms, but the arms that had given birth were not able to move freely, and it would take at least a week before he could hold anything.

I have to say that the power of Ling Xuanyang is really against the sky, if you are a mortal, I am afraid that you will have to lie in bed for the rest of your life.

His face was sweating, and it could be seen that he was still in pain.

"Why don't you continue to stay in the lounge to rest?" asked Su Yun.

"It's all blood, there are more people, it's uncomfortable, so I came out, and besides, I want to see Brother Su, your game, see that you're still sitting here, you must have won the first few games easily, right?" Lu Zhanyuan said with a smile.

Although Su Yun's 3,000 combat power cannot be defeated by Group A and Group B, Group C and Group D can still deal with it. He must have been on the right side of the Bing Ding group in the previous games.

Lu Zhanyuan thought about it, looked around, and found that there were only more than 50 people left in the Bing and D groups, and there were only more than 100 players in Group A and B now, including Group A and B.

There is no doubt that these people are all elites, and they are selected from nearly a thousand players.

Crash.

Bursts of light.

One from Group B and one from Group D.

People first looked at Group B.

The person who glows on the card is a man with white hair and a red sword.

The people in the C and D group are no strangers to this man, and before the start of the game, he insulted the people in the C and D groups without any scruples.

The man fought a few battles before, and his opponents were all disemboweled, and his internal organs almost flowed out, and the end was very miserable. It can be seen that this person is a ruthless person, but because of his ruthlessness, he has made a resounding reputation in this competition.

Spicy hand white curtain sword!

"Okay, the contestants in this tournament are Bai Mu Jian from Group B, and Su Yun from Group D!

Bai Mujian got up, glanced at Su Yun, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: "Oh, the guy who defeated Chu Shan, I didn't expect it to be against you this time! Not bad, not like those wastes, at least you still have some ability, come up and play with me." ”

The voice fell, and the white curtain sword stepped forward, and the person disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already standing on the ring.

Fast speed?

No, Su Yun didn't feel any traces of the wind.

This seems to be some kind of mysterious skill, which can make people appear a hundred meters away in an instant.

Su Yun stared at the White Curtain Sword, only to see him raise his hand and hook his finger at Su Yun, looking provocative.

Roar!!

Many viewers stood up and shouted excitedly, the provocative action of the White Curtain Sword was like a spark, igniting the dry wood in the hearts of countless people.

"White Curtain Sword!!Kill him!!Kill him!!!"

"In your most savage way!!"

"Don't leave your hands alone!!"

The audience shouted.

After countless brutal and bloody battles before, some conservative people have completely let go at this moment.

They enjoyed the fighting, they enjoyed the blood, and they were completely intoxicated by it.

Su Yun's brows moved slightly, he took a light breath and stood up.

"Xiaoxiu!"

"Childe, what do you command?" Xiaoxiu, who was not far away, hurriedly ran over, and since Su Yun rewarded her with 100,000 Xuan coins at one time, she deliberately stood close to Su Yun.

"Go and bet me again, two million, buy me and win. Su Yun handed the previous Xuanyuan card to Xiao Xiu and said lightly.

"Yes, Childe. Xiaoxiu's voice trembled a little and said, when had she ever seen such a huge amount?

Lu Zhanyuan on the side was already shocked.

Two million coins? And buy yourself to win?

Su Yun either had a brain disease or absolute confidence in himself, he snorted his lower lip and said weakly: "Brother Su, be careful!"

Su Yun twisted his neck, nodded slightly, and walked towards the ring.

"White Curtain Sword!Can Brother Su, the master of Group B, really win?" Lu Zhanyuan muttered as he looked at his departing back.