Zhang Songyang felt the beast-like momentum, he frowned and looked at Ruan Heng's eyes full of wildness, and felt twisted in his heart, as if there was really a vicious beast staring at him.

The field was extremely quiet, neither of them moved, and after a few more breaths, Zhang Songyang was tired of this boring confrontation, so he took the lead and swept away with a sword, and the sword qi continued to spew cold light from the blade.

The moment he made a move, Ruan Heng's eyes lit up, as if he saw a flaw, the steel claws in his hands waved again and again, and there were bursts of whimpering sounds in the air, as if it was the low howl of a beast.

One steel claw instantly smashed on the long sword, and the other steel claw followed closely to lock the blade of the sword, and then in a series of sparks, Ruan Heng's body jumped, and the steel claw slid sharply from the middle of the long sword to the hilt, the corner of his mouth showed a very cruel smile, and he shouted violently: "Boy, you lost!" ”

Then the other steel claw was raised high and slapped towards Zhang Songyang's chest.

Zhang Songyang wanted to pull out the long sword before, but the long sword was stiffly refuted by the steel claw, and when Ruan Heng raised the steel claw to slap him, he was so frightened that he hurriedly let go of his hand and abandoned the sword and retreated.

Zhang Songyang, who had lost his long sword, looked a little panicked, and quickly opened the distance between him and Ruan Heng.

Ruan Heng smiled coldly, threw the long sword on the steel claw away, and then landed on all fours, rushing towards Zhang Songyang like a beast that had been running.

"Throw me a sword!" Zhang Songyang shouted anxiously under the ring as he retreated.

Dou Kun had already covered his face helplessly, waved his hand, and motioned for the person next to him to throw his sword up.

"Senior Brother Zhang, take the sword!"

After Zhang Songyang flew to receive the sword, his expression calmed down, he had never encountered this kind of claw weapon before, but now that he knew how powerful it was, he had already taken precautions, and the long sword in his hand drew an arc in mid-air, and then shouted violently: "Bamboo Cloud Sword Rain!" ”

The long sword in his hand continued to stab out like a rainstorm pear blossom, sealing all the big holes around Ruan Heng's body, and the points of his moves were all critical.

Ruan Heng's steel claws waved, constantly resisting, the momentum on the two of them gradually flourished, the qi and blood surged, the body size swelled in a circle, and the ups and downs of the muscles contained amazing power.

The collision of the steel claw and the long sword became more intense, and the ring was full of sparks, and the figures of the two kept changing their positions in the ring.

"The strength of these two people is equal, it's really hard to say who will win in the end!"

"In my opinion, the one surnamed Zhang will definitely not be able to beat Senior Brother Ruan Heng, his steel claws are very powerful, and he specializes in restraining this kind of bells and whistles swordsmanship."

"It makes sense, now Senior Brother Ruan does have the upper hand!"

"It's still the master of Su Hall, he can choose the right person to fight, if he casually goes up to a brother in the middle of the sixth grade this time, it is estimated that he will probably not be able to beat this Zhang Songyang, I think his strength should be about to break through to the late stage of the sixth grade!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Ruan happens to be in this realm, and Hall Master Su is really as wise as a torch, and he can understand the strength of each of us so clearly."

"Hall Master Su must have done a lot of homework in secret, I really admire it! The strength is strong and capable, if I were a woman, I would also want to marry a handsome man like Hall Master Su! ”

……

The situation in the field is constantly changing, the two of you go back and forth, keep making moves, and gradually hit the real fire.

Half an hour later, Ruan Heng slapped his paw on Zhang Songyang's chest with red eyes, knocking him out of the ring, and then collapsed to the ground.

The two of them fought against each other, and various martial arts were constantly released, resulting in excessive loss of internal qi, and they had experienced an all-out confrontation, and they had reached the extreme at this time.

"In this battle, it was my Qinglong Hall who won!" Ruan Heng raised one arm, waved the steel claw in his hand, and walked towards the people in the Qinglong Hall with a big laugh.

"Rubbish!"

Dou Kun glanced coldly at Zhang Songyang, who was being carried away, with a look of disgust on his face, and then stood up and walked in front of the disciples of the Heavenly Wolf Society.

"In the next game, Zhong Biao will fight, and Xu will not be defeated!"

"Yes, Elder Dou, the disciple will definitely win!"

……

After Su Poman saw the strength of the disciple of the Blue Wolf Palace, he once again found a disciple with a deeper inner qi than him to come to the stage to fight.

It was another battle of nearly half an hour, and the disciples of the Blue Dragon Hall won again.

The smile on the face of the gang leader Long Kaiji also became more and more, and he felt that it was an extremely wise choice for him to hand over the Qinglong Hall to Su Poman.

Who else can clearly grasp the strength of every disciple of the Blue Dragon Hall in just a few months?

The Blue Wolf Hall was a little anxious, Elder Dou was so angry that his beard was about to fly, his eyes were round like bull's eyes, this time he was going to let a disciple of the Fifth Rank Realm come to the field for a competition.

After Su Poman saw the strength of the disciple of the Blue Wolf Palace, he directly let the 'Xulong', who ranked eleventh in the Qinglong Twelfth Chen, come into play, and the result was naturally self-evident, and the Qinglong Hall side won again.

At this time, the hall master Ji Shenyou couldn't hold his face a little, so he came over directly and asked, "Elder Dou, isn't there a single martial artist in my Heavenly Wolf Society who can compete with that giant whale gang disciple?" ”

Dou Kun's face was a little guilty, he glanced at Su Poman from a distance, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, and hurriedly said: "Every time, we will fight first, and then they will choose people, they must take advantage, now let the Giant Whale Gang send people to play first, and then we will choose disciples to fight against them, we will definitely be able to win!" ”

Just as the two were talking, a woman's screaming voice suddenly came from a luxurious carriage behind them, and the subsequent sound was even more deafening.

Ji Shenyou couldn't help but look embarrassed, a little embarrassed, and said secretly in his heart: "That Zhai Shangxian is really good at playing!" ”

Some people from the Giant Whale Gang also heard the voices over there, and most of them looked at the luxurious carriage with strange expressions.

The disciples talked a lot, and some of the female disciples blushed when they heard the voice.

"What's going on in the Blue Wolf Palace, it's really ...... that there are still people in the carriage who are prostituting themselves during the day."

"It's the first time I've seen this kind of gameplay, and it's actually in a carriage, maybe it's even more exciting!"

"It's immoral, I don't know who it is, it's really disgusting in broad daylight!"

"The Blue Wolf Hall is worthy of being a demon gate, this kind of behavior is really despicable!"

……

Not only were the disciples of the Giant Whale Gang discussing, but the Blue Wolf Hall heard it more clearly, so the discussions among the disciples were even more enthusiastic, if it wasn't for a few elders to curb it in time, the momentum would have a tendency to grow stronger and stronger.

With a long low roar, the wheels of the carriage were crushed with great force, and the carriage was torn apart, leaving only the pink curtain still standing.

Zhai Gong got up from the corpse of a woman who had just died with a comfortable face, put on clothes, and then came to everyone in a flash.

Monsan got out of the other carriage and followed closely behind, holding a long jet-black stick in his hand, his eyes were straight and his expression was a little silly.

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and two people with unfamiliar faces appeared in the ring, in front of him was a sixty-year-old man in a pitch-black robe, followed by a silly-looking strong man in the iron tower.