Shen Cong's figure smashed on the ground, and a circle of cracks centered on Shen Cong was the center, and he crawled wildly around◎ From staring at another ring, his mind was completely attracted ∷ Xiong didn't know what happened to Shen Cong, but now that he had the upper hand, he naturally wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue. No pop-up window update fast //

The tall figure came to Shen Cong in a few steps, and the two giant palms transformed into handprints in mid-air, pressing down against Shen Conggai. The air seemed to be suffocating, Shen Cong's heart was beating vigorously, his body subconsciously reacting, and his ugly posture rolled away, covered in dust.

"Boom!"

The green jade plate was already broken, but now it is completely powdered, Pan Xiong turned his eyes, and stepped on Shen Cong← the soles of his feet almost covered half of Shen Cong's body, the momentum froze, and Shen Cong had nowhere to escape.

"Bang!"

In the explosion, Shen Cong flew out upside down, his whole body continued to tremble, and he used the method of gyroscope strength to continuously cancel out the surrounding energy, even so, Shen Cong's mouth still overflowed with blood, everyone knew that Shen Cong's passive defense would be defeated sooner or later.

Pan Xiong roared, and the momentum arrived, and he seemed to have returned to his previous state. The tall figure turned into an afterimage and followed Shen Cong closely, he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to defeat Shen Cong in one fell swoop in order to establish his own advantages.

On the other side, Lin Liting fell on the ring, blood sliding down on her snowy skin, full of poignant sè colors≡ Shi Shi walked towards Lin Liting step by step with a sadistic smile on her face, and the thin sword in her hand flashed and pointed on Lin Liting's cheek.

"You say, if you scratch this face, will that kid still like you?" Zhao Shi's eyes were full of madness, "I suddenly feel that this idea is really good, don't worry, my feelings for you will not change, so you will belong to me in the future!"

Lin Liting looked at Zhao Shi mockingly, and didn't speak, she seemed to be disdainful, and even more fearless, even if she wanted to ruin the face that women care about the most at this moment, Lin Liting is still like this. The power of thunder is just uncompromising, and only uses its own forcible power to destroy everything in front of him, including himself.

"Haha!"

Zhao Shi looked up to the sky and smiled, on the tip of the sword, Lin Liting's skin that seemed to be able to pinch out water, a blood spot appeared, and now with Zhao Shi's long smile, the blood spot is spreading.

"Stop, let's admit defeat!" With a loud shout, Li Moying wanted to fly to the ring, but was blocked ♀ by the formation is a protective force to prevent external forces from affecting the people competing in the ring.

"Senior Sister Lin didn't speak, what are you!" Zhao Shi glanced at indifferently, and had no intention of giving up.

"Senior sister, hurry up and admit defeat, hurry up!"

Li Moying shouted anxiously, unless he admits defeat, others can't make decisions for the person who competes. It's still a cruel restriction, outside the sect, in the cultivation world, no one can help you, the only thing you can rely on is yourself. Sometimes, if you admit defeat, you will die, and you can only keep climbing upwards.

The rules of the sect are not close to people, but there are few life-and-death fights in the ring. They are all brothers in the same sect, they don't see each other when they look up, they always have to keep some affection∫ they have the support of a strong person in the grandmaster realm behind them, and they really want to be desperate, and they will not have a good time in the future.

"Admit defeat, give you a chance!" Zhao Shi looked up at Lin Liting and laughed sickly.

"I don't need anyone to give me a chance!"

In the midst of the crazy thunder, Lin Liting disappeared in place above the ← ring, the wind and clouds surged, the continuous thunder and lightning crossed and shuttled, and the purple light made people feel palpitations≈ Liting appeared in mid-air, her hands were sealed, but every time the mark appeared, a blood flower would inevitably burst out of her body.

The injury was too serious, even if the wound was forcibly condensed with true qi, it was still torn apart by the excessive pressure from the outside world≈ Liting's eyes were full of purple light, which became a stark contrast to the blood on her body.

"Senior sister, don't!"

Li Moying was shocked, this is a spell beyond Lin Liting's ability, although it looks like a thunderbolt now, but at the cost of overdrawing her own potential, especially now that Lin Liting is still so seriously injured, if she uses it forcibly, it will even endanger her own life.

"It's really upright, it's a pity. Chen Hong was harmful, and his tone was full of ridicule.

Luo Qianyun frowned, her hands trembled faintly, and she wanted to forcibly prevent the competition from continuing, but the rules of the sect did not allow it. Many of the disciples below were disciples of the elders. If everyone sees that their apprentice's competition is not going well, they will stop it, and the so-called competition will be chaotic.

"It's all in vain!"

Zhao Shi looked at Lin Liting above, laughed loudly, the black light flashed in his eyes, Lin Liting's figure stiffened, and the thunder around him was ashamed.

"Thunder, Descend!"

Lin Liting's hair was almost all floating, her fingers were a little down, and all the thunder and lightning power was forcibly retracted by Lin Liting, and it slammed downward. All the disciples left the ring in horror, for fear of being affected, the power of this spell was far beyond the range they could bear.

"Boom!"

Lei Qun smashed on the ring, the entire ring collapsed, Zhao Shi stood aside, laughed madly and rose in the √, only Zhao Shi stood proudly, the thin ship was on the side, all the Chinese dragon will read the full text of the aftermath of the attack were blocked again, at this moment, Zhao Shi is like a demon god, for destruction, for destruction.

Lin Liting's body was impacted by a huge force and flew out. Li Moying flew up to catch it, and all of her hands were covered with blood] Using the spell, Lin Liting's black hair actually became dull, and the whole person was already unconscious, and the breath of the whole body dropped to the lowest point, even an ordinary person could kill Lin Liting at this moment.

"Senior sister!"

Li Moying was distressed to death, and the pill was fed into Lin Liting's mouth, and at the same time flew towards the side courtyard of the main peak.

"Senior Brother Chen, don't you think it's too much!" Luo Qianyun said coldly.

"In the competition between disciples, there are always times when you accidentally make a heavy hand, and the person is not dead, why should the junior sister be like this!" Chen Honghai said with a smile.

"It's a good mistake to be heavy-handed, junior sister can be remembered!" Luo Qianyun dropped a sentence and rushed out of the elder seat, Lin Liting's injury must be treated quickly.

Chen Honghai sneered, didn't care in the slightest, and looked at the high-spirited Zhao Shi below, with a satisfied look in his eyes, only in this way can he be regarded as his disciple.

In another ring, it seems that it is nearing the end at this moment, chasing Shen Cong with unparalleled momentum, and the sound of whistling between the fists and palms is full, even if you just listen to it, it seems to tear people's eardrums apart.

Shen Cong now has fewer and fewer places to move, and gradually falls into Pan Xiong's rhythm, and there are not many injuries on his body. But the internal injuries are serious, Pan Xiong's attack is the most capable of forming a dark injury, and the impact on combat power is also the greatest◎ Looking to the other side, when it was determined that Lin Liting's life was not in danger, the boulder in his heart finally fell.

Why does it feel like this, haven't you always used it as a charger? Shen Cong couldn't answer this question, but when he saw Lin Liting being injured like that, Shen Cong understood that he didn't know when, his feelings for Lin Liting were no longer limited to use.

"Fight!"

Pan Xiong let out a loud roar, and the sound wave blew Shen Cong's bangs up, Shen Cong turned his head to look at Pan Xiong, and rushed forward with both hands, colliding with Pan Xiong's giant palm.

In the midst of the loud bang, the figure that was supposed to retreat was stopped by Shen Congsheng, his arm shook, and it was directly stuck to Pan Xiong's palm print, and his hands were frozen together, his hands facing each other, and his strength burst out.

Pan Xiong was surprised, and then he was happy. Before, he didn't understand what happened to Shen Cong, why he was absent-minded, for the sake of victory, Pan Xiong could ignore that. Therefore, he began to suppress Shen Cong, but only suppressed, the absent-minded Shen Cong only knew how to dodge, and never resisted hard, although Pan Xiong continued to accumulate victory, but it was still difficult to turn into the final victory.

Now that Shen Cong has taken the initiative to transform the fight between the two into this, this is a competition of all his own strength∷ Xiong Xiu is at the peak of the fourth-order Ning Yuan, which is much stronger than Shen Cong's mid-fourth-order level, and Shen Cong has eaten so many attacks from him before, and he has already been injured, so why is Pan Xiong afraid of this kind of fight. As long as Shen Cong is defeated here in one fell swoop, this victory will also belong to him.

"Win!"

Pan Xiong's momentum continued to rise, and his whole body emitted a thick energy layer, which actually pushed Shen Cong forward. Grains of stone flew up in all directions, and then were blasted into powder by the strong pressure.

Shen Cong's expression remained unchanged, feeling his own condition. The body of flames rose up, and the figure that was originally retreating was a moment. Compared with the previous flame body, after absorbing Li Moying's pillar of fire, the power has reached a higher level. Circles of ripples vibrated on the surface of the body, and the power of the flames began to concentrate towards the position of the arm.

Bai sè, scorching white, even with the protection of the energy layer, Pan Xiong could still feel that the heat was advancing from the palm of his hand towards his meridians, as if it was going to incinerate everything.

"He's still hiding his strength!" Pan Xiong thought in horror.

"Senior Brother Pan, I agreed!"

"What!"

Pan Xiong was stunned, and before he could understand it, a powerful wave erupted in his body, and at the same time, the flames burned the outer layer of his energy clean, Pan Xiong just felt that as soon as his body was hot, the whole person lost consciousness.

Shen Cong retracted his palm and stood up, Pan Xiong's outward defensive and powerful move, for Gyro Jin, the effect was the worst, and the fragile internal organs could not withstand that kind of force, unless Pan Xiong really practiced this technique inside, if it was true, it would not be so easy for Shen Cong to win.

"Shen Cong, win!"

The deacon disciple said in a loud voice, Shen Cong turned his head to look at the other side, Zhao Shi also looked at this side, the two eyes collided≡ Shi showed a sneering smile, and Shen Cong's eyes couldn't help but narrow.

Walking out of the ring, Jinfeng and several people hurriedly stepped forward to check Shen Cong's injury. Before, when they saw Shen Cong being pressed and beaten, their hearts were pinched into a cold sweat, and they didn't know why Shen Cong was like that. Only Pan Yue was thoughtful, but he knew that Shen Cong had been plotting against Lin Liting for a long time.

"Is the injury serious?" Lin Chao said in a low voice.

"I can suppress it. Shen Cong shook his head, there were indeed injuries inside his body, but fortunately, they were all within Shen Cong's acceptance range - he looked at the side courtyard of the main peak, wanting to go in and check, but he didn't know what kind of identity he should be.

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