And Su Mu under the ring looked at the little fat man above, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and walked towards the ring.

The audience in the live broadcast room saw Su Mu's smile and discussed it with a little doubt.

"The anchor's smile looks a little strange."

"Why do you suddenly feel that little fat man in the ring is going to be unlucky?"

"The two stupid guys upstairs, the anchor obviously knows the little fat man, and it seems that the two of them don't deal with each other very well, looking at the little fat man's face, I know that the little fat man can't beat the anchor."

"Hehe, it looks like there's a good show."

“………”

At this time, Su Mu had already walked to the stage, looked at the little fat man opposite, and said with a smile.

"Sun Fatzi, I didn't expect my opponent to be you, it seems that the fight that didn't end last time can be continued this time."

"This time, I want to see if you dare to blow up the magic weapon in the sect competition."

Su Mu said, and took out a fiery red long sword from his storage bag, and there was a scorching feeling attached to the sword.

Sun Fatzi's real name is Sun Cong, the grandson of an elder in the late stage of the Xuanqi Peak, because Sun Fatzi has shown a good talent in refining weapons since he was a child.

Therefore, he became a true disciple of Xuanqi Peak, and he has many magic weapons and spiritual weapons, which can be said to interpret the wealth to the extreme.

Sun Fatzi's most brilliant achievement was that in a certain sect mission in the Jindan period, he detonated two medium-grade magic weapons, killed an eighth-level demon beast, and successfully protected the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect who were in the same direction.

Therefore, Sun Fatzi was named Sun Duobao by the disciples of the sect, Sun Youqian and other nicknames.

And Sun Fatzi also has a bad habit, that is, he likes to bully some low-level disciples, and the enmity between Su Mu and Sun Fatzi arose because of this.

Sun Fatzi looked at the fiery red long sword in Su Mu's hand, his body trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"The surname Su, don't be complacent, if you have the ability, don't use the Chihong Sword to fight me, what kind of ability is it to use the spirit treasure to suppress people."

Su Mu chuckled lightly when he heard this, and said disdainfully.

"Cut, you told me not to use weapons, I'm afraid you didn't wake up."

"Aren't you Sun Duobao? If you have the ability, you will take out the spirit treasure to blow yourself up, as long as you are willing to do it, I don't mind at all. ”

As he spoke, Su Mu pulled a sword flower in his right hand and fell downward.

Just when Su Mu was handsome and Sun Cong gritted his teeth, the Xuan Tie Peak Elder on the side suddenly spoke.

"In view of the special fighting method of Sun Cong of Xuanqi Peak, it is allowed to self-detonate the magic weapon in the competition."

After the elder's words were finished, Su Mu glanced at the elder in the middle a little dumbfounded, and his heart was full of alpacas running by.

"A national quintessence, even if Xuantie Peak is a branch of Xuanqi Peak, you can't cheat so blatantly."

Of course, Su Mu didn't say this, looking at Sun Cong, who was very happy on the other side, Su Mu said expressionlessly.

"Alright, let's get started."

Hearing Su Mu's request, the elder in the middle turned his head to look at Sun Cong, with an inquiring meaning in his eyes.

After seeing Sun Cong nodding, he announced the start of the competition.

And the audience in the live broadcast room saw the scene of Sun Cong and the elder eyebrows, and immediately began to be indignant.

"I'm bah, what kind of sect is this, the elders have traded with the disciples, and is there any fairness and justice."

"The big competition of the sect that can self-detonate the magic weapon, what kind of competition is this, and it directly makes that little fat man the first."

"Upstairs, to be fair, it's normal for the elder to ask the little fat man with his eyes as a referee, and the competition can only start when both parties are ready, but it can blow up the magic weapon, which is really outrageous."

"Just rush the py deal between this little fat man and the elder, the drama made by the anchor is a bad movie."

As soon as this barrage came out, Su Mu's eyes began to turn into full of question marks.

"No, there are really people who think that the anchor is filming."

"Don't be like this, he may be a little younger, and it would be good if he was deceived more in the future."

"It's new, maybe I don't know."

"Just a joke, because of the magnetic field."

{*≧∀≦}

Su Mu looked at the funny barrage in front of him, and couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

But in the face of the battle, Su Mu still let the system temporarily close the barrage in front of him.

At the same time, looking at Sun Cong's eyes on the other side, he also began to be a little serious.

After all, I have to admit that Sun Fatzi is really rich.

Sun Cong, who can't self-detonate the magic weapon, and Sun Cong, who can self-detonate the magic weapon, have two kinds of combat power.

Sure enough, as the elder left, Sun Cong immediately summoned two low-grade longsword magic weapons from the storage bag on his waist and threw them towards Su Mu.

With the pinching of the spiritual technique in Sun Cong's hand, the two long swords suddenly caused a huge explosion, causing the spiritual power in the entire ring to be chaotic a little.

If it weren't for the formation protection in the ring, just this blow, I'm afraid that there would be casualties among the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect who were watching around.

At the same time as the magic weapon exploded, Sun Cong had already taken out two identical long swords from his storage bag again, and looked vigilantly at Su Mu's original direction.

Suddenly, a red sword light pierced out from the flames generated by the explosion and rushed straight towards Sun Cong on the opposite side.

Seeing this, Sun Cong hurriedly threw out the two long swords in his hand again.

With two bangs, Su Mu was once again caught in the firelight.

And this time, while Sun Cong took out two long swords again, he also took out a green disc the size of his palm, and then without hesitation, he injected his spiritual power into the disc and slapped it towards him.

Immediately afterwards, a pale green light appeared on Sun Cong's body, and the green disc was a low-grade defensive spiritual weapon.

As Sun Cong finished doing everything in this electric light, the flames generated by the four inferior magic weapons in front of him suddenly began to shrink sharply, and poured into the middle at the same time.

Seeing this, Sun Cong secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly took out a black gourd from his waist again, and as soon as he thought of the magic trick, he opened the gourd and aimed at the huge black mist generated by the self-explosion of the magic weapon in front of him.

For a while, these black mist and the flames in them began to converge towards the gourd in Sun Cong's hand at great speed.

And in the center of the black mist, there is also a fiery red light, which is constantly growing.

But Sun Cong's endless magic weapon and his attitude of not hesitating to blow up the magic weapon made the audience in the live broadcast room call it a good guy.

"This little fat man has something, it's a long sword, it's a disc, and this gourd, it's really a lot of magic weapons."

"And he's already taken out six long swords, looking at his unhesitating appearance, I'm afraid there are quite a few in the storage bag."

"It seems that this is a second-generation immortal, and the cub is not distressed to sell Yetian."

"Understood, it turns out that this is the real loser, I'm going to blow up my family's two million-level sports cars, so that I have the same hobby as immortals, and I'm an immortal if I round it off."

"Upstairs, you are filial to me, and you have made a big filial piety to your family."

“………”

It's a pity that Sun Cong didn't see the comments of the audience at all.

Otherwise, Sun Cong would definitely jump up and shout.

"What are you calling a dog, what are you calling a dog, who are you scolding, who are you scolding here, who is the second generation of immortals, who do you look down on."

"I, Sun Cong, is the fifteenth generation of immortals who are rooted in Miao Hong?"

At this time, the system, looking at the battle on the field, intimately zoomed out the camera a little farther away, and sent out a barrage.

Su Mu's system: Please watch the live broadcast of Litchi, all the unreasonable pictures in the live broadcast are done by science and technology, please believe in science, thank you.

It's a pity that the audience is completely immune to the system's prompts, anyway, Su Mu doesn't admit it, Su Mu doesn't admit it, they just recognize it, no matter how Su Mu explains.

At this moment, the huge energy generated by the self-explosion of Sun Cong's four long swords finally disappeared.

At the center of the explosion, Su Mu was holding the Red Rainbow Sword that was constantly escaping spiritual power, smiling and looking at Sun Cong not far away.

It's just that the corners of the mouth are hooked, no matter how you look at it, there is a feeling of bad intentions.

At this moment, the Elder of the Transformation Stage of Xuantie Peak just now felt the terrifying spiritual power contained in the Red Rainbow Sword in Su Mu's hand, and his face immediately changed greatly, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to strengthen the defensive formation of the ring.

In the elder's worry, Su Mu raised the red rainbow sword in his hand and swung his sword towards Sun Cong on the opposite side.