The battle began.

Many people never thought that these two people would meet again, before Mu Xiong was defeated in the hands of Lu Beichuan, and now the two have met again, I don't know what it should look like.

Regarding the defeat in the hands of Lu Beichuan, Mu Xiong has always been angry, and he is extremely reluctant to admit it. He thinks that his strength is extraordinary, and Lu Beichuan is not his opponent.

As for why he was defeated in the hands of Lu Beichuan, it was naturally because he had fought too much that day, consumed too much, and his killing moves had not yet been fully mastered, so he was defeated.

Now his strength is much stronger, and he has mastered the killing moves.

"Hmph, since you bastard ran into me, this time I will definitely be ashamed!"

Compared with the complicated thoughts in Mu Xiong's heart, Lu Beichuan didn't have too much worry in his heart, but he was playing with bamboo sticks in his hands, and he didn't have much feeling for the former's poisonous eyes.

At the beginning, he was able to defeat him, but now his strength has improved a lot, and if he wants to beat him, he may not be exhausted and embarrassed like last time.

When the last contestant finished drawing lots in front of everyone, the order of the showdown in the field was mostly finalized, and some people were very surprised with the lots, secretly lamenting that they were lucky to draw some weaker players.

And some people are crying and sad because they have drawn those who are at the top of the rankings. For example, an unlucky guy whose strength is in the middle and lower reaches of the middle and lower reaches draws the same number as Mo Cheng, and is immediately petrified in place.

"After the draw is completed, let's go back first, and then randomly draw lots to select opponents."

As soon as the words fell, the referee of the Divine Spirit Realm casually took out a bamboo stick from the bamboo tube, glanced at it, and read, "No. 9." ”

Hearing this number, the rest of the people immediately left the stone platform, leaving only the black and white nines.

It's just that when they saw the two people left in the field, many people's faces became strange.

"This guy is really unlucky."

"It's true that this guy is only forty or fifty at most, but he drew the fourth-ranked Blood Cliff."

"If I were him, I would admit defeat directly, at least I would be spared the pain of a meal of flesh and skin."

Hearing the surrounding discussions, Lu Beichuan was quite puzzled, he didn't pay attention to someone's performance in this case, and he was extremely unfamiliar with this blood cliff.

As if seeing the doubts in his heart, Ning Xiaoxiao on the side explained: "This Blood Cliff ranks fourth in the ranking, and is good at speed, which seems to be very similar to the assassin you met before. However, this person is very cruel, and he has to seriously injure his opponent in every battle, and even wants to end people's lives. ”

After listening to what Ning Xiaoxiao said, Lu Beichuan realized that this Blood Cliff was really not a good person, but he hoped not to meet him.

Blood Cliff stood on the field, and the two sharp daggers in his hands were played by him, constantly rotating between his hands, which couldn't help but make people sweat a little for him, and he was really not afraid of cutting himself.

He smiled, and when he saw his opponent, his eyes were blazing, and he licked his lips, as if he had taken the person in front of him as prey.

Compared with the Blood Cliff, his opponent is extremely uncalm, and his face is originally handsome, but when he sees the Blood Cliff, his face is full of bitterness.

It's not good to draw anyone, but to draw such a cruel guy.

"Let's get started!"

As the referee's voice fell, all eyes were on the stage, wanting to see if this young man could create a miracle.

Although he didn't have much hope for himself in his heart, the quality of this young man was also extremely good, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand, and when he waved it, there was a strong wind howling.

With the long sword in his hand, the young man's momentum also became much more condensed, and streams of cyan spiritual power surged out of his body, and finally along his arm, the long sword was also wrapped in, and in an instant, there was a faint sound of a storm roaring from the sword.

However, for the young man's greatly rising momentum, the blood cliff did not fluctuate at all, but the dagger in his hand stopped turning.

"Su Lan."

The young man reported his name, but unexpectedly, the figure of the blood cliff suddenly disappeared in place, and the entire stone platform could not feel the breath, as if it had completely disappeared.

Su Lan suddenly became vigilant, this blood cliff was really vicious, he didn't even have a bit of martial arts spirit, and he was extremely disrespectful to his opponent.

The strange thing is that the blood cliff did not appear for a long time, as if it had left the stone platform.

However, Su Lan also knew how powerful and tricky his opponent was, and he didn't have the slightest reservation at first, and in the face of the completely disappeared blood cliff, the spiritual power in his body did not have the slightest reservation.

A strong storm roared out, and with the input of Su Lan's spiritual power, this storm was still expanding, with itself as the center and then expanding to the entire stone platform.

"Hidden head and tail rat, get out of here!"

However, on the stone platform of dozens of meters, this storm quickly swept away, and he didn't believe it, this trick could not force the blood cliff out.

"Blue Storm!"

With a loud shout, the cyan storm spread throughout the stone platform, and even collided with the spiritual power barrier, and the strong wind was enough to tear apart anything involved in it.

"What about people?"

However, this storm enveloped the entire stone platform in it, and the blood cliff was unrevealed, which couldn't help but make Su Lan puzzled for a while.

"Could it really be that you really go down?"

However, this thought quickly dissipated, if the blood cliff really went down, I am afraid that the referee would have already decided the winner, and besides, the blood cliff may not be afraid of himself.

Suddenly, a cold aura spread upwards from his tail vertebrae, and he clearly sensed that a cold aura appeared behind him.

"Hehe, you have this Blue Storm, and I also have a Blood Storm, I want you to try it."

The joking voice sounded in Su Lan's ears, and he immediately wanted to turn around and repel the blood cliff behind him, but found that his body suddenly froze and couldn't move at all.

The blood-colored spiritual power gradually took shape around him, as if it was a bloody shadow in the sky, and a fishy breath penetrated his nose.

"Blood?"

Su Lan touched his chest, a wet feeling, and he didn't know when he was cut.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

I saw a black shadow constantly flashing around Su Lan's body, and every time it flashed, blood stains appeared, and in just a few breaths, there were dozens of wounds on Su Lan's body.

A chill suddenly appeared, stabbing directly at Su Lan's neck.

"I throw in the towel!"

A spiritual light quickly swept through the field, bringing Su Lan, who was covered in blood, away from the stone platform.

"It's really not fun."

Bloodcliff licked the still warm blood on the dagger, looking like madness, and then jumped and left the field.

"This blood cliff is really cruel."

"Then Su Lan is afraid that he has been hit by more than 30 knives, and the knife is bloody, and he is really unlucky."

"Well, it's up to whoever runs into this guy next."