Chu Ji had no fear on his face, and walked straight towards the iron corpse, one hand stretched forward, and his eyes were full of pity. grew up in the barren tomb, and the iron corpse that is extremely hideous in the eyes of others is ordinary in her eyes.

"Sunset." Seeing the two approaching, Wu Yan swung his knife and slashed at the back of the iron corpse in a hurry, and he couldn't let him hurt Chu Ji.

The cold wind was bleak, and a sad aura spread on the stage.

In the whimper, the mountains and rivers mourned, the grass and trees choked, as if sighing for the hero's end, and even the sky was covered by gray-black clouds. was originally a fierce soldier who fought on the battlefield, but he was refined into such a monster that he would not be at peace after death.

Sad, indignant.

The broken knife drew an arc and covered the iron corpse. The iron corpse froze slightly, and did not turn around to block, and took the knife on his back.

Click, a hole opened in the back of the iron corpse, and the dried flesh was exposed, like an old pine skin. Wu Gan's knife couldn't cut it off.

Wu Yan succeeded in one blow, jumped hard, and blocked in front of Chu Ji, fearing that the iron corpse would hurt her.

The iron corpse froze in place, its empty eyes staring at Chu Ji behind Wu Gan. The wind was strong, blowing over the high platform, and the sleeves of the people's clothes were hunting.

"Go back, stop fighting." Chu Ji looked at the iron corpse with some pity and persuaded softly.

Two lines of brown water flowed quietly from the eyes of the iron corpse. The iron corpse shouted at the sky, but there was not a single sound coming out of his dry mouth.

Luo Yuanbing was a little shocked, this iron corpse showed signs of no longer obeying his command, and hurriedly shook the bell in his hand. The bell sounded like a magic sound, and the iron corpse gradually calmed down, slowly turning its head to look at Chu Ji, and his body took a step forward, but it was difficult to retreat.

Ignoring Wu Gan's obstruction, Chu Ji walked out from behind him, walked to a distance less than a step away from the iron corpse, and stretched out his little finger, as if he wanted to touch his face.

Wu Gan's heart jumped to his throat, he was really frightened by Chu Ji's actions, and he was ready to help at any time.

The iron corpse's body trembled slightly, and he took a step back slightly, but finally stopped. With the rapid sound of the bell, the body shook like chaff, resisting the bell's command.

Beads of sweat oozed from Luo Yuanbing's face, this iron corpse was obtained from a desert in the Starfall Plain when he was young, and his body had not decayed after so many years. After bringing it back, it has been carefully concocted for so many years, and it has been refined into a copper arm and iron bone, which can be restrained whether it is a martial artist or a qi practitioner, which can be described as a great help for himself. c

King Jinchun took a fancy to this skill of his own, so he recruited him to the mansion with a lot of money. But today, I don't know why it's so evil, after Fang Cai's sad knife intent, a little girl popped out again, and the iron corpse lost control. Doing this corpse path will hurt the heavens and harmony, and if you are not careful, it will cause backlash, how can you not let it worry about it.

Chu Ji's fingers finally touched the forehead of the iron corpse, and the iron corpse slowly knelt down on one knee, holding the knife in his right hand, and placing his left hand in a fist on his chest, and his head slowly drooped, just like a loyal soldier knocking on the commander.

A pillar of white sunlight shot out from between the clouds, and the holy light shrouded the bodies of Chu Ji and the iron corpse, and a little golden light flew around them, dazzling people's eyes.

A little girl with pure eyes, leaning forward slightly, staring at the ugly iron corpse in front of her with a serious expression.

The hideous and terrible iron corpse, like a child who has done something wrong, knelt down in front of the girl and begged for forgiveness.

Golden points of light rose from the pillar of light, bathing this originally somewhat discordant scene in a holy atmosphere.

Seeing this scene, a warmth suddenly rose in Wu Gan's heart. The brave soldiers finally found their hearts.

"The soul is gone." Chu Ji muttered.

The iron corpse slowly got up, took a step back, glanced at Chu Ji nostalgically, and suddenly turned his head and stared at Luo Yuanbing.

After many years of cultivation, Luo Yuanbing had never encountered such a situation, his eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't help but retreat again and again.

The iron corpse's pace gradually increased, and in the end, he actually ran up, heading straight for Luo Yuanbing.

"It's the grave keeper, help." Luo Yuanbing screamed, turned around and ran. The people around him had not yet recovered from the scene, and they were all dumbfounded when they suddenly encountered this change.

Soon, Luo Yuanbing was caught up by the iron corpse and slashed to the ground. The iron corpse rode on his man, and he abandoned the knife and tore his throat with one bite, and blood dripped from his mouth, like a demon in the world. A fist smashed on Luo Yuanbing's head, and his person quickly lost his movement.

It was only at this point that those present reacted. There are people who have some means, some use fire, some release swords, and for a while, spells are flying, magic weapons are dancing wildly, and the iron corpse bears all these attacks without saying a word.

Finally, Luo Yuanbing's head was flattened, and the iron corpse could no longer withstand the attack, and fell on Luo Yuanbing's body, and a raging fire ignited on his body.

There was a scorching smell all around, and it couldn't be dissipated for a long time.

Tears welled up in Chu Ji's eyes, and he hugged Wu Gen and sobbed lowly. Vaguely, the figure of a military general appeared in the air, glanced at Chu Ji, and slowly dissipated.

There was silence on the high platform, and Zhao Chang's face was about to turn blue with anger, this Luo Yuanbing himself was very useful, and the corpse soldier ...... But I don't want to be here today.

I just wanted to wave my hand and ask someone to take Wu Gen down, but I saw the angry looks of the soldiers in the audience, and then looked at Chu Ji who was lying on Wu Gen's body, and his eyes couldn't help but move, "This matter is purely accidental, come and carry people down, so that they can be buried alive."

A group of people stepped forward, but they didn't know how to clean it up, there were only broken armor and a pile of fly ash on the ground, and they couldn't tell whether it was an iron corpse or Luo Yuanbing's, so they could only put things together together.

After doing all this, the eyes of the people in the audience fell on Wu Gen again. From the beginning of the disdain, to winning two games in a row, everyone can't help but feel jealous. In particular, Luo Yuanbing's death made everyone realize that this kind of competition is really possible to die.

Who is on the third scene, everyone bows their heads and is silent, and they can't afford to throw their lives here for a piece of thorny jade.

Zhao Chang's face was a little unpleasant, if no one responded to the battle, today's group of sages would really be laughing and generous, and he couldn't raise his head after being beaten by a martial artist.

At this moment, Zhao Ling suddenly turned his head to the woman beside him and said, "Sister, I heard that you have also brought a lot of good hands over this time to meet the sages, why don't you invite someone to come out and fight with Wu Gan, so that everyone can see the demeanor of other counties."

Originally, Zhao Yan, who was there and sat on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, was stunned, and scolded Zhao Ling thousands of times in his heart, the people invited by your family can't beat a martial artist, so they want to pull me.

It's okay to say if you win, if you lose, it's me who will lose your reputation, and it's your Jinchun King's subordinates who won, so you won't suffer anyway. This sassy fox, since he was a child, has been comparing and coming, and he will definitely not be willing to pull me into the water.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, he still had a light smile on his face, "Sister, my Qinghe County is poor and sparsely populated, where can it be compared with the big county. The few people I brought were all low-level and couldn't get on the table. My sister might as well choose another merit and compete in this third game."

Zhao Ling grabbed Zhao Yan's hand affectionately, "Sister is too modest, I heard that as soon as your men entered Guanxi City, they easily took down two cultivators who oppressed women and children, and their skills are self-sufficient. My sister doesn't need to cherish herself, and the two counties have an exchange, and they also learn from each other's strengths. You see, my father agrees with this."

Zhao Yan looked up, and saw King Jinchun smiling in front of him, bowing his head slightly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, I was afraid that he couldn't avoid this today, so he had to reluctantly say, "Okay, it's better to let Lu Ke play." However, the spell is dangerous, and the sword has no eyes, so it is better to compare this third game with fists and feet."

Zhao Yan was also cautious, seeing that Wu Gan's knife and arrows were very threatening, it was better to go to his help. When it comes to fists and feet, this Lu Ke is not inferior to others, you must know that before he turned into a qi practitioner, Lu Ke has always been good at fists and feet.

"But, that's exactly how it should be." Zhao Ling has nothing to do, today this Wu Gen has swept his father's face, but it is better to teach a lesson.

Since you know that Lu Ke, hum, let the two of you fight. That Lu Ke is also, showing some knowledge, he actually told Wu Gan Lingshi's secret, just packed it up, and killed two birds with one stone.

"Lu Ke, you go to fight this person, you don't bring a sword, only fists and feet." Zhao Yan got up and pointed at Wu Gandao.

Wu Gen and Lu Ke were both stunned, why was it the turn of the two to fight in the third game. Wu Qian looked at the stage

On the top, Zhao Ling raised his chin and looked at himself with a provocative expression. I immediately understood in my heart that it was this woman's trick again. In this way, wouldn't it be difficult for you to be a man?

Seeing that Zhao Yan had personally assigned it, Lu Ke had no choice but to take off the bamboo sword on his body, walked to the middle of the field and arched his hand, "Brother Wu, I have offended."

Wu Yan shook his head and smiled: "Brother Lu, under the fence, there is no way to eat people."

Lu Ke nodded, "Qinghe County has a mountain named Tsukizaki, and my boxing method is called Tsukiji, and there is only one style today, and I ask my brother for advice."

"Okay, my fists and feet are nameless, but they are taken from many predecessors, and today I just took advantage of Brother Lu's power to polish it."

"Please."

"Please."

Lu Ke rolled up his sleeves, tied a horse step, stretched out the palm of his left hand inward, closed his right hand into a fist at his waist, his body shook, and his fist was full of visibility. The body is like a mountain standing majestically, and a heavy sense of oppression comes to the face.

Wu Gan's eyes narrowed slightly, Lu Ke was really extraordinary, and there was fist intent between his hands.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Gen took a step back with his right leg, and put his hands in a fist at will, looking at no momentum at all, and even the sharp momentum that had just competed with others was retracted. When the mountain wind came to his side, it was even smaller, and he no longer dared to make noise in front of him.

Lu Ke's pupils shrank, and the opponent's fist intent had condensed to such an extent. I heard that there is a kind of boxing method in the world, the moves are simple, the divine will is introverted, only when the shot, the sharp edge, sharp do not be, the so-called big ingenuity is not work, the elephant is invisible, it is this kind of boxing intent.

The two of them started at the same time, and the two figures jumped high, like two giant eagles, blocking the sunlight leaking from the clouds.

It's just that the two give people a completely different impression.

Lu Ke is like a mountain, rumbling forward and pushing forward, and everywhere he passes, he is knocked into powder. And Wu Gen is not imposing, and his killing intent is not obvious.

However, Lu Ke, who was face to face with Wu Gan, categorically would not think so, in his eyes, Wu Gan was like a hammer that opened the mountain, smashing straight towards him. Although the hammer is small, it can also carve mountains.

"Fivefold Slash." Wu Yan sighed in his heart. In the parting battle with Shui Congyue, it was already a move that could be used to turn into a slash, that is, the fourth slash. For such a long time, I have been practicing boxing, and after accumulating a lot, I finally practiced the fifth slash.

Originally, I always wanted to imitate Mama Zhao's fist intent to suppress everything, but when she competed with Lin Ruoshi, she was beaten back to her original form and lost in one move. Sure enough, no matter how clever the boxing technique is, the one that suits you is the best.

After learning from the pain, Wu Jian still gave up Mama Zhao's fist intent, and then worked the characters. Today's battle with Lu Ke can give you a taste of your cultivation results.

A deafening thunder rang out in the sky, and the two figures finally collided together. Everyone was frightened, and even the table on the stage was shaken.

One side is the mountain, the other side is a heavy hammer, I don't know whether the mountain is strong or the hammer is heavy.

The wind blew, and dust swept up, obscuring everyone's eyes.