When it comes to playing, the original situation is attack and defense.

Bo Feng Shen is not a fool, if someone can't beat him, and he doesn't want to admit defeat, he will definitely choose to play a defensive battle to consume his energy, which is also reasonable.

How could he not have the means to solve this phenomenon?

Unless the opponent's defense is really strong, so strong that he can't break the attack, but in that case, it can't be regarded as a loss, it can only be regarded as a draw.

But the small Taoist priest of the Great Xia Kingdom in front of him definitely does not have such defensive power!

"Six paths, cactus!"

The wave wind god stood horizontally in the void, his hands quickly sealed, and in an instant, a brilliant palm suddenly poked out from the space behind him, and the next moment it pressed towards Chen Tong's condensed defensive formation.

"Click!"

In the dead silence of the arena, there was a cracking sound.

Chen Tong, who was standing in the defensive formation, his face was ugly for a moment, and his breathing suddenly stagnated.

He didn't expect that the Bo Feng God Style would have such a terrifying method, breaking his Five Thunder Defense Formation with the power of one person.

Touch!

The outermost five thunder defense formation shattered instantly, and the thunder and lightning flickered and disappeared into the air.

This scene made everyone at the scene gasp.

The strength of the wave wind god style is deeply imprinted in people's hearts, and this demon ninja of the North Sea Country is really strong.

"Break it for me!" The Bo Feng God-style sword eyebrows were upside down, and the palm of his hand slammed down and continued to press.

The big red and white hand that stretched out from the space slammed down, shattering another defensive formation.

Chen Tong's face was extremely ugly, and his hands quickly sealed, and he continued to cast the Five Thunder Defensive Formation, layer by layer, and fully cast the Nine Layers of Defensive Formation until he could not cast it.

But the pressure on the top of his head became more and more intense, and with the collapse of the formation, Chen Tong's face was soon as pale as paper.

Just as the last defensive formation shattered and he wanted to jump away, the big hand fiercely suppressed it.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the whole venue shook.

On Arena D, smoke and dust were everywhere, and earth and rocks were flying. new

After the dust fell, when they saw the situation on the field clearly, everyone at the scene couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that in the huge palm pit, Chen Tong's robe was torn in many places, and there was blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and the whole person was extremely embarrassed.

"Ahem......

After a while, Chen Tong coughed lightly, slowly got up from the dirt pit, and staggered to stare at the wave wind god outside the pit.

Until now, he was extremely calm, and there was not the slightest anger on his face.

"Oh Maiga, this little Taoist priest is too miserable, when he meets me Aotai, he will at least be lighter." Jones-Otei, who was on the side of the rice country, was embarrassed when he saw Chen Tong vomiting blood when he was beaten, and couldn't help but shake his head.

To be honest, Chen Tong's strength is still very good, at least in his eyes, but Chen Tong is too unlucky, when he encounters the Beihai Guobo Fengshen style, he is destined to lose!

In Aotai's view, even if he loses, he must be defeated.

On the field, Bo Feng Shenshi did not attack Chen Tong, because the victory or defeat was decided, he was not in a hurry at all, but wanted to see what would happen to the little Taoist priest of the Great Xia Kingdom.

Keep fighting or throw in the towel?

"Phew!"

Chen Tong spit out the blood in his mouth, he slowly walked out of the dirt pit, staring at the proud Bo Feng Shen style: "You still look like a strong man!"

The corners of Bo Feng Shenshi's mouth raised slightly: "Of course, although Lord Myojin has explained that I will cripple you people of the Great Xia Kingdom, who am I, the descendant of the Six Dao Plains, and the gods of the future world, how can I be influenced by others."

"Huh!"

Chen Tong chuckled lightly and said coldly: "The words of the old eunuch really can't be listened to, you have the Six Dao Yuan, I have the Sanqing Patriarch, even if I lose to you, it is my Chen Tong's personal strength is not good, it's not that the Sanqing Patriarch is not as powerful as your Six Dao Yuan."

"Don't talk nonsense, whether you fight in the sequel, or admit defeat, I'll give you a choice!" Bo Feng said in a godly style.

The reason why he said something to Chen Tong was because Chen Tong was qualified, no

then he directly attacked.

"Of course it's a battle, the powerhouse of the Great Xia Kingdom never bows his head."

"Okay, well, then it depends on how hard your bones are!" Bo Feng sneered, and the next moment he disappeared in place.

Bang!

At the same time, Chen Tong's chest was hit by a red beam of light, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

"Ray!"

Chen Tong endured the great pain and endured the blood flowing out, and after he stabilized his body, he cast the Five Divine Thunder again.

The thunder and lightning landed, he shook his big hand, and pulled it violently and ripped off the five divine thunders, like a thunder whip, towards the wave wind god style.

Bang!

A deep pit was instantly punched out of the ground of the arena, and the pit extended to other arenas, which was extremely shocking.

But at this moment, Chen Tong was once again knocked away by the wave wind god.

Everyone looked at it in shock, looking at Chen Tong, who was covered in blood and embarrassed, this little Taoist priest's bones are really hard, and he obviously can't win the Bofeng God Style, and he has been insisting on fighting.

The attack launched by the wave wind god was placed on the others, and they were afraid that they would all be killed.

However, Chen Tong was like a tenacious Xiaoqiang, waving the Five Divine Thunder in his hand and continuing to hit towards the Bofeng God Style.

A cold color flashed in Bo Fengshen's eyes, he really wanted to use the powerful Vortex Sealing Technique to seal it together with Chen Tong, but his hole card was to compete for the first use, and now once it is cast, it will be known by others in advance.

While dodging, the wave wind god style still decided not to cast it.

Although Chen Tong is still attacking, it is only the end of the strong crossbow, and sooner or later he will fall.

Bang!

Another finger of immortal technique, knocking Chen Tong away, the whole person lay on the ground, holding the five divine thunder in his hand and shattering, his face showed a look of pain.

Although the Five Divine Thunder is strong, it is not a real Divine Thunder, it is a Heavenly Thunder borrowed by him, and it can't stay too long at all.

The only thing he could count on now was the ball of lightning energy in his mind and the thunder sword.

However, no matter how much he tried to activate his spiritual sense, he couldn't shake the energy light ball and the thunder sword.

If he can urge the Thunder Sword, he will win this battle.

But it's a pity!

If you want to use the whole body solution, you can't rush it.

Bang!

The powerful immortal technique of the Bo Feng God attacked again, and Chen Tong was knocked away again.

Poof!

Blood spurted out of his mouth, and Chen Tong's tumbling body steadied, holding the ground with both hands and trying to stand up, but it was very difficult.

There was silence at the scene, and everyone stared at Chen Tong who was struggling on the ground.

This little Taoist priest of the sunshine of the Great Xia Kingdom has long since lost the bright and confident smile on his face, and some are unwilling and painful.

"Chen Tong, stand up!"

Suddenly, on the table of the Great Xia Kingdom, Xiao Honglou got up and shouted, breaking the silence of the scene.

Immediately afterwards, Li Qingyi, Fang Haoyu, Meng Chunqiu and other Great Xia people shouted.

Then this wave of shouts swept the audience.

"Chen Tong, stand up!"

"Chen Tong ......!"

Of course, the people of Daxia in the live broadcast room are also shouting and cheering for Chen Tong.

On the field, Bo Feng Shenshi saw that everyone was shouting Chen Tong's name, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't attack Chen Tong, but put his hands on his chest, and looked at the little Taoist priest who was still struggling on the ground with a red face.

"You, let's throw in the towel."