Seeing Lin Dong approaching, Xiong Kuan raised the horse chopping knife in his hand and said with a cruel smile: "The mouth is hard, I don't know if it's harder than Lao Tzu's knife, we don't have to wait, how about starting immediately?"

"That's exactly what I mean!" Lin Dong said lightly.

Now that Lin Dong and the others have arrived, and neither of them is unusual, soon the keeper of the Eighty Killing Platform will announce the start of the duel, and Lin Dong can immediately kill the other party!

"Kill, kill!"

"Xiong Kuan, kill Lin Dong!"

"Lin Dong, smash Xiong Kuan's idiot!"

A loud sound rang out, and more than 100,000 people gathered around the killing table, and many people tore their throats and shouted!

"Kill!"

The two were already very close, Xiong Kuan roared and strode towards Lin Dong's slashing saber!

Lin Dong took a step forward, and the Coiling Dragon Purple Gold Treasure Stick in his hand met Xiong Kuan's horse chopping knife.

"Bang!"

The sound of metal clashing can still be heard clearly in the midst of the massive shouting!

In the first blow, Xiong Kuan secretly used the martial soul, Lin Dong didn't use the martial soul, but he used the earth martial intent, and this stick has not much reservation except for the martial soul!

The battle has just begun!

"Lin Dong, you're dead!"

Xiong Kuan roared, he took two steps back for this blow Lin Dong only took a step back, but Xiong Kuan didn't think that he was inferior, you must know that his weapon is a knife, and hard fighting is not as good as a stick!

"Although your strength is not bad, however, your weapons are heavier and consume more, and your cultivation is not as good as mine, how can you win?" Xiong Kuan slashed at Lin Dong's vital point faster than the other!

Lin Dong dealt vigilantly, Xiong Kuan's strength should not be underestimated, and carelessness would cost him his life!

"Xiong Kuan used the martial soul, why didn't Lin Dong use the martial soul?"

"Lin Dong, use the martial spirit!"

Next to Shi Xingyang, many people asked Shi Xingyang what their Lin Dong's martial soul was.

"This—"

Shi Xingyang never said it, even if several martial artist-level powerhouses* asked him, he didn't say anything.

"Little guy, the old man wants to know what Lin Dong's martial soul is, why don't you use it yet?" A martial sect-level powerhouse spoke, and there were not a few martial sect-level powerhouses in the fierce city.

Shi Xingyang said hesitantly: "Don't dare to hide it from your predecessors, Brother Dong's martial soul is a little out of control." ”

"What is it?"

"Simulate a martial spirit. ”

There was an uproar around, "Simulated martial spirits, what are you kidding! I was miserable by Lin Dong!"

"Lin Dong knows that he is going to die, so many of our people will press him to win and make a feud with the horse gang?"

"What kind of martial soul is not good, it is actually a simulated martial soul, this martial soul has a fart! We didn't come here to watch the show, his cultivation is lower than Xiong Kuan, and the simulated martial soul can't fool Xiong Kuan at all!"

"It's over, Lao Tzu pressed five thousand taels of gold Lin Dong won, and now it's all in vain!"

Shi Xingyang said: "I believe that Brother Dong will definitely win, whoever presses him to win, if you don't want to bet, you can give it to me, now I have no money on me, but even if Brother Dong loses, I will give it to you!"

"Little ghost, if you lose, you won't be able to take it out if you sell you!" someone said disdainfully.

Shi Xingyang sneered and took out a token: "With my identity as the young master of Feixue Building, I still owe everyone a little money?" I believe that Brother Dong will definitely win, if you don't want to win, change the bet to me, and don't say anything about Brother Dong's can't win!"

"It's really the young master of the Flying Snow Building. ”

"The son of the Supreme of the Eight Venerable City Killers seems to be called Shi Xingyang, Young Master Xingyang, do you take orders?"

Shi Xingyang nodded: "Not bad." ”

"Lin Dong is indeed a simulated martial spirit?" someone questioned, if Lin Dong was not a simulated martial spirit, then Lin Dong had a high probability of winning, and they didn't want to exchange the bets in their hands!

"In front of everyone, am I going to lie?" Shi Xingyang frowned and said, "If Brother Dong wasn't a simulated martial spirit, I would have paid you all the money you could have won at that time!"

"Good... Young Master Xingyang, Lin Dong has a low probability of winning, I bought five thousand taels, please give me a receipt!"

"I've changed it too, Lin Dong can't win! His consumption is greater than Xiong Kuan's, and he can't always compare to a martial artist like Xiong Kuan!" Someone else took out his receipt.

On the killing stage, Xiong Kuan heard the words of the audience and knew that Lin Dong's martial soul was a simulated martial soul, and he was even more imposing.

"Lin Dong, why don't you show your simulated martial soul and open everyone's eyes?" Xiong Kuan laughed when they parted for a short time, "I'm so scared of such a powerful martial soul!"

Lin Dong sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, it must be you who died today, it can't be me!"

"Impossible? Lao Tzu beheaded hundreds of people on the killing table, and many of them were also what you said, and as a result, those who said this, one by one, the corpses turned into pieces!" Xiong Kuan smiled sneeringly.

The attack continued, and there were a lot of traces on the killing platform, many of which were relatively deep, and Lin Dong's strength was not only at the level of an ordinary martial artist!

Offstage, there were many people looking for Shi Xingyang to change, and Shi Xingyang did not refuse, and accepted one hundred or two hundred thousand taels to buy Lin Dong's gambling receipts!

After a quarter of an hour, "Lin Dong, I'll see how long you can hold on." Xiong Kuan sneered in his heart, he felt a little tired of the fierce battle, and he believed that Lin Dong's state was even worse!

Twenty minutes passed, Xiong Kuan's breathing was a lot shorter, but Lin Dong didn't seem to have changed much.

"How is that possible!"

Xiong Kuan didn't believe it, he was a martial artist, and his ability to continue fighting was not as good as Lin Dong's?

At this time, Lin Dong actually consumed a lot, but compared to Xiong Kuan, it was indeed a lot better, practicing the Nine Death Demon Skill, his recovery power was much stronger than that of ordinary martial artists in the later stage! Moreover, the blood flame condensed in his body would also replenish part of Lin Dong's strength!

If it was just like this, Lin Dong's consumption would still exceed Xiong Kuan's, but what Xiong Kuan didn't know was that Lin Dong's own strength was actually not that strong, and he used the earth's martial intent to fight with him again and again!

In Xiong Kuan's opinion, Lin Dong's physical strength must have dropped extremely quickly, and what can be consumed with the earth's martial intent is not physical strength but mental power! It is equal to Lin Dong's attack, which is supported by his physical strength and spiritual power, and the time that can be supported is naturally higher than that estimated by Xiong Kuan and others!

Half an hour passed, Xiong Kuan's face was swollen red, and every time he fought hard, the distance he retreated increased a little, and Lin Dong sometimes, he didn't even retreat!

"What's the matter, how can Lin Dong still be able to support it! Is this still a fucking martial artist?"

"If Xiong Kuan doesn't have other means, I'm afraid that this time he will die in the hands of Lin Dong!"

"Damn, the five hundred taels of gold I won by pressing Lin Dong were exchanged for Shi Xingyang, the young master of Feixue Building!"

In the audience, many people regretted it, some people asked Shi Xingyang to exchange the bills, but naturally Shi Xingyang refused, no one dared to use force, Shi Xingyang's identity as the young master of Feixue Building was not an ornament?

Shi Xingyang's strength is not strong, but many people know that Shi Xingyang's sister is a martial sect-level powerhouse, and what is even more terrifying is Shi Xingyang's father, the killer supreme Shi Wanqian is a martial king, and the peak cultivation of the martial king!

The peak of ordinary martial kings is terrifying enough, if this strong man is still a top killer, it is even more terrifying, although Shi Wanqian only has the peak of martial kings, his strength is at the level of martial emperors!

Moreover, it is rumored that Shi Wanqian is in retreat, if he breaks through the retreat to become a martial emperor, it will be even more terrifying!

"Lin Dong, don't think you can win!" Xiong Kuan roared angrily on the stage, and ten minutes had passed, and Lin Dong's state had obviously dropped a lot, but his state had fallen even more!

After retreating a lot, a blood-colored pill appeared in Xiong Kuan's hand, and he quickly swallowed that pill.

"Blood Burning Pill!"

"It turned out to be the Blood Burning Pill, the Ma Gang is really well prepared this time, this pill is extremely expensive!"

"Haha, the willows are bright, the willows are bright! Lin Dong's state is not good, Xiong Kuan's blood burning pill can recover a lot, and it must be Lin Dong who dies this time!"

"The Blood Burning Pill has huge side effects, but as long as you win, it's fine!"

Many people breathed a long sigh of relief, and under the Blood Burning Pill, Xiong Kuan's eyes turned red like a beast, but his attack power did increase, from being repelled by Lin Dong to repelling Lin Dong!

"Grass, this thing has been used. Shi Xingyang scolded in his heart, things like ordinary martial arts competitions are forbidden, and they are not forbidden in the Fierce City, but the sequelae of the Blood Burning Pill are very large, and if such a thing is used, the body will not recover in a decade or two, and very few people are prepared!

On the killing platform, Lin Dong frowned, do you want to use the power of the martial soul? You can win by using the power of the martial soul with all your might, but in that case, he will lose a powerful hole card!

It is not easy to be calculated when there are hole cards, and it is very troublesome for everything to be seen clearly by the enemy, so Lin Dong would rather fight Xiong Kuan for more time than use martial spirits.

"Wait... Ordinary simulated martial spirits are useless under normal circumstances, but is it useless in such a situation? Xiong Kuan's blood burning pill greatly increased his attack power, but his reason was lost a lot!"

At this moment, Xiong Kuan's eyes were red and he looked like a mad beast, and it was not difficult to see that his reason had been lost a lot!

"I use martial souls, but it is estimated that I can only use the abilities of ordinary martial souls!"

Lin Dong thought in his heart that in an instant, a stick shadow smashed towards Xiong Kuan, and the audience could see that Lin Dong's stick shadow was fake, it must have been simulated by his martial spirit, but the horse chopping knife in Xiong Kuan's hand slashed towards the stick shadow with all his might!

The stick shadow is empty, Xiong Kuan naturally cut an air, but it doesn't feel good to do all his best but cut an air!

"It worked!"

Lin Dong's eyes lit up, he did this again, and when Xiong Kuan attacked the phantom, the treasure stick in his hand smashed heavily on Xiong Kuan's body!

The attack was wrong, and he was hit by Lin Dong's body with a stick, and blood spurted out of Xiong Kuan's mouth!

"Xiong Kuan, what's the matter with you, that's false!"

"Bastard, that's just an attack simulated by Lin Dong's simulated martial spirit, are you blind?"

Many people scolded angrily, but Xiong Kuan still kept making mistakes, and the internal and external injuries were rapidly worsening!

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