The bloody battle was in shambles.

The sword qi in the sky roared by, and Shi Saburo only had time to block it with a horizontal sword, and he was submerged by the torrent of sword qi, and the sword qi ploughed across the ground, splashing a large amount of gravel and smoke during the splashing period.

When the gravel hit the ground and the smoke and dust cleared, the monks outside the venue saw that Shi Saburo had fallen to the ground, his clothes were in tatters, and his body was covered with scars cut by sword qi.

"In the second bloody battle, Chen Jiasheng won!"

Chen Chao's clothes were spotless, and he returned to the Chen family's camp with a slight jump, as if it was not himself who fought this time.

Several low-ranking monks of the Zhao family hurriedly came to the stage and carried away Shi Saburo, who had lost his breath.

In the Zhao family's camp.

The Yin Mountain Ancestor, who was wrapped in a black robe, restrained his breath and hid among the disciples, and the cold glow in his eyes continued to expand and contract.

"It's all waste, I knew it was all this kind of goods, and the old man should have refined them all into ghosts!"

"Ancestor is angry for the time being, it's only the second bloody battle, and look at the performance of the disciples behind!"

The third disciple, Wang Yixuan, stood next to him and comforted him in a low voice.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from under the black robe.

At this time, the monks of the City Lord's Mansion had already cleaned up the blood fighting ring again.

With dust removal and shaping, the efficiency is very fast.

"The third bloody fight begins!"

The referee announced again.

This time, a bald monk came out of the Zhao family's camp, holding a bronze long stick in his hand, and he had this black tattoo on his face and body.

"It's my turn this time!"

Chen Wenjing stood up, walked out of the Chen family's camp, and came to the bloody battle ring.

"Haha, I didn't expect my opponent to be a beauty!"

The bald man laughed, rampant, and carried the bronze long stick 'Bang! The pestle slammed on the ground.

"I'll let my brother hurt you later!"

Chen Wenjing's eyes wandered, but instead of being angry, she showed a smile.

"Boy, you're just coming to Coldwind City, aren't you?"

"Forehead ......"

The smile on the bald man's face froze, and his eyes widened.

"What's the matter with you?! Look at the sticks! ”

The long stick in his hand was waved, and it swept in, with a vicious aura.

Chen Wenjing saw the long stick waving, but she didn't look indifferent.

'Click! ’

A giant sword flashed out from the spirit platform, and she held it with one hand, so simply blocking the bald man's long stick.

"Impossible!"

The bald man exclaimed, a look of horror appeared on his face, he waved a long stick with both hands, this power is not to mention a human, it is a demon beast based on body refining, and he didn't dare to say that he was hard to connect with one hand, and he was blocked by a female cultivator like this.

"Nothing is impossible, drink!"

Chen Wenjing calmed down, then shouted, and with a stroke of one hand, the giant sword reversed and pressed the long stick.

The bald man felt a strong force coming from the long stick, and he tried his best to block it, but he couldn't stop it!

The giant sword swung away the long stick, and the bald man couldn't hold it, and the long stick came out of his hand.

'Poof! ’

The giant sword stabbed into the bald man's chest.

He looked at the female cultivator in front of him in disbelief, he couldn't believe that he had lost so easily, and there were still many means that had not been used......

"At first glance, this person is a physical cultivator who takes the power route, and it is really unlucky to meet Sister Wen Jing!"

At this time, someone in the Chen family's camp commented.

"That's it!" The female cultivator of the Chen family said proudly: "Sister Wen Jing is known as the existence of the cold wind monster power. ”

Chen Wenjing is not many in the Chen family, a monk who walks the path of physical cultivation, and the golden spirit technique of cultivation has undergone abnormal changes because of her talent, forming an effect similar to that of a strange art.

If any monk fails to break her defenses, then the power acting on her body will be rebounded, coupled with Chen Wenjing's own strength, her ability is simply a nightmare for physical cultivation, which can be called an invincible opponent in the same realm.

"The third bloody battle is still Chen Jiasheng!"

The referee came on the pitch and announced.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Outside the field, in the Zhao family's camp, Yinshan Ancestor scolded in a low voice.

Wang Yixuan's eyes also became gloomy, and he said to a man behind him who was covered in bandages: "Old eight, you go!" ”

The strap-on man nodded.

"The fourth bloody fight, begin!"

The referee of the City Lord's Mansion continued when he saw that the venue had been dealt with.

The blood fight is a round of ten, and the two families need to send opponents of equal strength to fight until the other side has no monks to fight, or take the initiative to admit defeat, then the winner can take charge of everything owned by the other family.

The bandaged man walked into the ring, and he already had more ordinary strange-shaped weapons in his hands, a silver chain, with half-moon-shaped hook blades at both ends.

On the Chen family's side, a monk named Chen Wentai was in the middle of foundation building.

The bandaged man shook his hand, and the chain rolled towards Chen Wentai like a spiritual snake, and Chen Wentai was a typical law cultivator, he first unfolded a layer of spiritual power shield.

Then he pinched his hands inside the shield and continued to cast spells.

The direct chain was wrapped on the spiritual shield with a hook blade, and after being blocked by the invisible shield, it did not leave, but wrapped around the shield and wound the chain layer by layer.

"Lightning Strike!"

At this time, Chen Wentai's second spell was also released.

Chen Wentai's thinking is also very clear in the body cultivation of using lightning spells to fight against this kind of medium and long-range attack, even if the lightning strike technique cannot cause too much damage, it can greatly restrict the opponent's ability to act.

It's a pity that his lightning strike technique was not only ineffective, but he saw tiny arcs of lightning flashing on the chain, and the power of the spell that bombarded out was actually absorbed!

Chen Wentai was startled at first, and then calmed down, he was also a combat monk of the same period as Chen Hanzhi, although his strength and cultivation were not as good as Chen Hanzhi, but he also had a lot of combat experience.

Feeling that the spiritual power shield was not affected, he decisively pinched it.

"Flameflow!"

It was a more complex spell, and the flames attached to the spiritual shield like flowing water, and then began to scorch the chains that wrapped around it.

The chains began to turn red, and the red gradually extended to the chains on the other side of the bandage man.

Chen Wentai's train of thought has not changed, since the other party is using the magic weapon of Qimen, it is very likely that the ability of the whole body is related to this magic weapon, and if this magic weapon is abolished first, this bloody battle will be considered half of the victory.

Seeing that the scorching red color gradually spread to the bandage man's side, he suddenly stopped and gradually recovered his silver-white color.

As the red-hot color gradually receded, Chen Wentai also felt that something was wrong, and the spiritual power in his body was about to bottom out.

"Impossible, obviously I only released three ......"

A frightened look appeared on Chen Wentai's face.

"It seems that you have finally found out," at this time, the bandage man Lao Ba, who had been silent, spoke, "but it's too late, your spiritual power has been almost absorbed by me." ”

'Click! ’

The spiritual shield shattered.

Chen Wentai's spiritual power was exhausted, and the scimitar hook blade of the chain climbed up to his neck, and a roll of chains wrapped around him.

"Don't!"

"Brother Wentai!"

……

The Chen family exclaimed.

'Poof! ’

Circles of blood spurted out from the gaps in the chains.

Chen Chao's eyes also became moist, but he couldn't intervene, the bloody battle of the family was so cruel, and no outside intervention was allowed, otherwise the side of the battle would not only be unable to avoid death, but the battle would also be directly defeated.

"This person's abilities are specifically for Fa cultivation...... The Yinshan faction is still an existence that cannot be underestimated. ”