Ling Jiuqiu's opponent was also a little puzzled at this time.

According to the information received before the battle, Chi Yan was a top-notch figure at both offensive and defensive ends, with a wilder and more ferocious fighting style than him, and his strength should not be underestimated.

But now, from the beginning, he has mainly been wandering and dodging, and he doesn't seem to dare to fight him.

"Could it be that you are deliberately paralyzing me?"

The bald young man's face was solemn, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, attacking frantically, while distracting part of his mind, guarding against Ling Jiuqiu's sudden outburst.

"Fight back!"

"Chiyan, you shit, call me!"

The surrounding audience was still scolding wildly.

Ling Jiuqiu turned a deaf ear to this, but his body seemed to swing casually, and at the moment before the attack came, he could avoid it.

Like a fish in a pond, under the constant grasp of humans, it flees from side to side, extremely flexible, each time it is only able to avoid the fist of the bald youth, and it seems that it may be hit at any time.

The scene looked extremely thrilling.

"Hiding from what? I have the ability to be positive with me! ”

The repeated attacks did not meet Ling Jiuqiu in the slightest, which made the bald young man start to irritable, and he couldn't help but yell.

The two huge fists shrouded in the martial soul of the overlord lion went even more frantically towards the Ling Jiuqiu Hammer.

Let Jiuqiu dodge as usual.

His gaze swept over the incense burner outside the ring.

There is only a small piece of sandalwood left for timekeeping, which means that most of the three minutes have passed.

Seeing this, while making Jiuqiu dodge, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were together, and the rich blood-colored true qi condensed between his fingers, piercing the bald young man's ribs like a blood-colored sword.

Finger Points!

Fingering is usually good at breaking the surface with points, and is known as the nemesis of defensive exercises or martial spirits.

This sudden blow made the bald young man stand on end, and he hurriedly waved his left arm towards Ling Jiuqiu's fingers.

"Bump!"

It was the first head-on collision between the two.

The ground-level martial soul ink scale sword, superimposed on the Xuan-level martial arts point star finger, makes Ling Jiuqiu's attack ability far superior to that of the same level.

His two fingers pierced through the Tyrant Martial Spirit without any sluggishness, piercing the skin and flesh, and directly breaking the finger bones of the bald youth.

If you don't attack, it's enough.

Once you make a move, it's a thunderous blow.

Although the bald young man was not seriously injured, his ten fingers were connected to his heart, and the fracture of his fingers, including his phalanges, made him instantly feel a sharp pain that pierced his heart.

But he didn't have time to pay attention to the injury on his hand, because Ling Jiuqiu had already dodged again, came to his side, and pointed out again.

Having seen the sharpness of this move just now, the bald young man didn't dare to carry it anymore, and waved his big hand, trying to grab Ling Jiuqiu's wrist.

But Jiuqiu is too flexible!

With a slight swing of his figure, he suddenly turned again and appeared on the other side, and the star finger continued to stab out relentlessly.

The tide of battle changed in an instant.

The audience couldn't help cheering when they saw Ling Jiuqiu go from dodging again and again at the beginning to counterattacking with a sudden finger, beating the bald young man in embarrassment and dodging in a hurry.

"Chiyan! Kill him! ”

"The three minutes of killing are almost over, hurry up!"

The monstrous sound reverberated endlessly in the martial arts arena.

Cold sweat broke out on the bald youth's forehead.

Ling Jiuqiu's attack was too strong, and his body was too erratic, and the whole person was like a poisonous snake, constantly swimming around him, and from time to time he burst out and bite, making him unable to dodge, let alone resist.

He glanced hurriedly at the incense burner outside the ring, and there was about half an inch of sandalwood left in it.

This also means that there is only about half a minute left in the three-minute timer to kill the death.

"I should be able to carry ......"

The bald young man was covered in blood, and his true qi was surging wildly, but he forced himself to calm down and concentrate on dodging Ling Jiuqiu's attack.

"Although Chi Yan's attack and body skills are strong, he has been dodging my attacks during his attack, so he must have a little jealousy of me."

"In that case, I should be able to delay a little longer, as long as the three minutes have passed, I can let my hands and feet go......"

Just when the bald young man was thinking so.

Ling Jiuqiu also glanced at the timed sandalwood.

"It's almost time."

"Let's end it then!"

He put the two fingers of his left hand together, and also cast a little star finger, and one dodged in front of the bald young man, ignoring the opponent's attack, and directly opened the bow with both hands at the same time.

The sharp dotted star fingers almost turned into a sword shadow in the sky, completely enveloping the upper body of the bald youth.

"What?!"

"Will you die together?"

The bald young man's face was full of anger.

He couldn't understand Ling Jiuqiu's behavior at all.

obviously has the absolute upper hand, why not fight steadily, but fight to attack even if you are injured?

"Is it to kill me?"

"Or is it because his true qi is insufficient, and he can't bear it, so he wants to solve it quickly?"

A few thoughts flashed through the bald young man's mind in an instant, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only hurriedly raise his arms and cross them in front of him, trying to protect the vital point.

At the same time, there was a sudden movement under his feet, and he quickly retreated.

The next moment.

Ling Jiuqiu's attack landed on his arm.

Fingers like sharp swords fell, poking out one after another in his arms, two fingers thick and deep into the bone.

It's like a torrential rain crashing on muddy ground.

Blood-colored flowers exploded on his arms.

The bald youth retreated step by step.

Ling Jiuqiu pressed forward step by step, and the attacks of his two hands continued to fall like a storm.

In just a moment's time, the bald young man's two arms were pierced like a sieve, and dense blood holes appeared.

Blood gushed out of it.

The sound of cracked bones was endless.

"Ahh

The bald young man couldn't help but snort bitterly.

"I throw in the towel! I throw in the towel! ”

His arms were completely powerless, and he could only retreat and dodge, shouting in despair.

But the referee outside the stadium looked at the sandalwood in the incense burner, which was almost burned out, and ignored his request for surrender.

Ling Jiuqiu ignored his tragic situation even more, and when his arms drooped down weakly, a little star finger stabbed into his eye sockets.

Suddenly, the eyeballs burst open, and plasma bursts out.

The bald youth screamed wildly.

Under such a serious injury, he barely managed to retain a trace of sanity, and his body fell on his back, trying to avoid the follow-up pursuit in the posture of a lazy donkey.

can make Jiuqiu's movements faster than him.

As soon as his feet moved, before his body hit the ground, he came to his side, and another star finger stabbed him in the neck.

And then again! Twice!

"Boom!"

When the bald young man's body fell to the ground, his neck had become a blur of flesh and blood, and the whole person no longer moved.

Ling Jiuqiu slapped him in the face.

Refining the Soul Ding, plundering!

The Xuan-level Lion Martial Soul was quickly refined into the power of pure martial soul and integrated into the pattern of the Spirit Devouring Python.

The mysterious and complex lines suddenly became brighter and clearer.