The two of them went back and forth for a while, and the fight was so lively.

The speed is not something that ordinary people can see clearly, and the warriors who are weaker can only see the collision of shadows in bursts, and after hearing the sound of weapons colliding, the afterimage produced by the collision of the next blow emerges again, and the speed is so fast that it is dazzling.

At this time, Zhao Tianlong was under strong pressure, the sword flowers in the sky kept falling, although he was able to win half a move in the art competition, but it was not a matter of a while to take him down, and when the sword flowers became more and more, the space he could use would only get smaller and smaller, but the underworld had no impact at all, such a situation was extremely unfavorable to himself, and Zhao Tianlong had to change this form of battle.

"The power of the white dragon. Zhao Tianlong burst into tears, the green tendons on his face burst out, like a dragon entrenched, and a moon-white dragon appeared behind him, after the little white dragon appeared, he attached himself to the spear and rushed towards the underworld with the spear's attack.

Zhao Tianlong, who was attached to the white dragon, flew out with a single shot, about ten meters.

Ming rubbed his hand holding the knife, and his hand hurt a little from the shock.

"Oh yes, I really can't see it, when I saw you fighting against Wu Ming, the power of this white dragon was not so strong. Looking at Zhao Tianlong, whose forehead was full of green tendons, he said loudly: "But the feeling of being beaten by you is really unpleasant!"

"Demon Sword Technique: Blood Red Knife Array!"

His hands were holding the seal, and his mouth kept reciting words that people couldn't understand, which should be the ancient language of the Demon Sword Clan.

At the same time as he did this, all the flowers in the sky also fell to the ground, and with the sealing technique of the underworld, each sword flower turned into a blood-red handleless sharp knife, and the blade was open with a blood groove, braving the slightest cold, which made people daunting.

Each sharp knife swam quickly, just like Murong Fu's Daomen Imperial Sword Technique, uncontrollable and automatic, and extremely fast.

With the dance of the seal in the hand of the underworld, the knife kept moving, and then surrounded Zhao Tianlong fifty meters away.

Having said so much, in fact, less than two seconds of time had passed, and Zhao Tianlong didn't have time to react if he wanted to.

And many people in the audience were stunned, the blood-red handleless sharp knife in the sky was densely enveloping Zhao Tianlong, making people's scalp tingle.

Zhao Tianlong knew that it was not good.

"Wushuang!" Zhao Tianlong roared, and the white dragon peeled off the gun and hovered over Zhao Tianlong's body.

Zhao Tianlong had a little soles on his feet, and quickly rushed towards the Ming ten meters away.

Ming had already taken precautions, and with a flick of his finger, the blood-colored Tang knife fluttered in the sky, flying towards Zhao Tianlong, while Ming himself retreated.

Seeing this, Zhao Tianlong just wanted to pursue, and there were more than fifty blood-red handleless sharp knives on the right side, Zhao Tianlong had no choice but to sweep out a full moon with the spear in his hand, and scattered the blood-red handleless sharp knives one by one, but at this time, the underworld was already hundreds of meters away.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he sat cross-legged on the ground, a delicate knife-like rune appeared on his forehead, and a black flame burned next to the knife, constantly beating, as if it was a real thing.

Seeing this, Zhao Tianlong secretly said that it was not good, and he wanted to rush over while holding a spear, but who knew that hundreds of blood-red handleless sharp knives in the air shot towards Zhao Tianlong, Zhao Tianlong was helpless, so he had to stop and scatter the Tang knife.

Ming opened his eyes, each eye had an extra pupil, and the extra pupil was printed with a knife like the one on his forehead, his expression became indifferent and arrogant, and his emotionless eyes stared at Zhao Tianlong in the formation quietly.

"Magic Knife Technique: A Thousand Cuts!"

After spitting out these words in a cold voice, countless blood-red handleless sharp knives floated up in the array, and the tip of the knife was directed at Zhao Tianlong, and in the next second, all the handleless sharp knives stabbed towards Zhao Tianlong, and the speed could not be seen clearly with the naked eye, and the people in the audience could only see the red light fluttering in the sky.

"The ancestor can kill tens of thousands of people alone in the ambush of millions of cultivators of different races, although I am not as good as the ancestor, but what can I do with the transformation of the sword qi?" Zhao Tianlong took a deep breath, his voice was deafening, and then he knelt on one knee, the spear stood in front of him, and the blood-red handleless sharp knife with a hoarse roar couldn't get close to him for a while.

"I, Zhao Tianlong, swear in the name of the Dragon's Blood Zhao family"

"The glory of the Dragon's Blood Zhao family will be passed on forever, please bless the ancestors!"

"With the surname of Zhao, the dragon soul is unparalleled!"

Zhao Tianlong let out a painful roar in his throat, the skin of his whole body was torn, blood flowed out, pieces of white dragon scales grew out of his flesh, strange white patterns appeared on his angular face, and two small jade-like horns grew on the top of his head, but the pressure on his body was rapidly increasing.

"Ahh

Zhao Tianlong slammed his fists on the ground, roaring in his mouth, as if this could alleviate his pain, and there was unwavering determination in his roar, and that kind of will made people look sideways.

Although he was shocked by Zhao Tianlong's sudden change at this time, he didn't interrupt, but looked at Zhao Tianlong with great interest, it was obvious that Zhao Tianlong at this time was in the critical time of transformation, Zhao Tianlong, who was already in the top ten of Panlong, couldn't say that he would be the same brother at that time, and he didn't need to interrupt his transformation for the sake of some resources.

Besides, with such an arrogant character, he doesn't bother to take advantage of this, he prefers that his opponent can be stronger, so that the fight is interesting.

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Tianlong's aura finally stopped rising, and Zhao Tianlong stood up from the ground, holding a spear and looking at the sky from afar.

At this time, Zhao Tianlong's appearance was a little weird, but he was handsome, his whole body was covered with white dragon scale armor, there were two very small white jade dragon horns on his forehead, his white eyes were full of joy, and there was a vertical mark in the middle of his forehead that seemed to be split by a knife, he was extremely handsome, but at this time, his eyes were a little red.

"Father, did you see that? Father!"

"The boy did it!"

thought that this should be the time for a strong showdown, but Zhao Tianlong cried with joy, raised his head and asked Cangtian, which made people feel a little sweaty.

"Thank you, Brother Ming, I lost this battle. Zhao Tianlong bowed to the Underworld, and then said to Deacon Li on the White Cloud Magic Weapon.

"Hmph!" Ming didn't speak, waved his hand to stop the knife formation, and reduced his consumption.

Because it doesn't make a difference if it doesn't stop, the handleless sharp knife hit Zhao Tianlong at this time, and there weren't even a few sparks, and this kind of defense made people a little embarrassed.

"Okay, Shensheng, you two hurry up, don't delay the old man's time. Deacon Li said with a smile.

The two arched their hands to the sky and jumped off the stage, and this one ended with such a result, but no one complained.

For martial artists, it is natural to have their own martial arts spirit, otherwise the path of cultivation will not be long-term.

The underworld will not take advantage of the danger of others, Zhao Tianlong will repay the grace of the underworld and give away the victory, this is the martial arts spirit of the Martial Arts Continent!