"I thought there was a lot of affection between the few of you, but it turned out that it was just that, and they were not willing to give up the fight to save you." Luo Taiqing squatted in front of Tan Leshan and pinched his chin with his hand.

Tan Leshan was very angry, his fingers were tightly picking at the ground, and finally he couldn't help but say, "You scum!"

"Scum? Are you talking about me?" Luo Taiqing seemed to be very surprised, and his eyes widened.

He stood up, stepped on Tan Leshan's fingers with his foot, and used hard force to grind left and right.

Tan Leshan snorted, gritted his teeth, and forcibly didn't scream, he didn't want to do what Luo Taiqing wanted.

"How long do I think you'll be able to endure it?" Luo Taiqing poured spiritual power into his feet, working harder than before, and stepped on it hard.

Tan Leshan had a sharp pain on his body, and he tried to withdraw his hand, but it was in vain, and the pain made his tears flow down uncontrollably.

He lowered his head, unwilling to look at Luo Taiqing again.

"Do you feel like you look like a lost dog right now?" Luo Taiqing loosened his feet slightly.

He watched Tan Leshan slowly breathe a sigh of relief, and then exerted himself again.

This time, Tan Leshan still gritted his teeth, and only a few syllables emerged from between his teeth.

"Why don't you beg me for mercy and beg me to let you go?" Luo Taiqing bent over, grabbed Tan Leshan's head with his hands, and forced him to look at him.

Tan Leshan's face was flushed, his hair was messy and sticky to his face, sweat and tears slid down his face, but there was no flattery in his eyes, only resentment.

"You're dreaming!" Tan Leshan paused word by word, gritted his teeth and said.

"I don't know what to do!" After finishing speaking, Luo Taiqing raised his hand and slapped Tan Leshan in the face.

The strength was so great that Tan Leshan's body fell to the ground uncontrollably, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he looked quite embarrassed.

But he still straightened up, and never begged for mercy.

"Joy!" Bian Tingyu was so anxious that tears welled up, she gasped for breath, and couldn't bear to see Tan Leshan being treated like this by Luo Taiqing.

Holding back her anger, she shouted in a low voice, "Upper Flowing Water Technique!"

The seal on his hand was sealed, the aura around his body rose, and the Dao spiritual power hit the male cultivator on the opposite side, and the puddles above the ring gathered towards the male cultivator's feet.

The water spread upwards and climbed upwards from the soles of the nuns' feet until they soaked his whole body.

Bian Tingyu pinched the trick again and shouted in a low voice: "Shift!"

The blood in the male cultivator's body seemed to come to life, beating wildly in his body, his face was shocked, pain came from all over his body, and he looked down-

Blood had oozed from the back of his hand, and he was soaked, dripping with water downward, and the top of his robe was stained red with blood, mottled marks.

Bian Tingyu stood in place, her lips trembled, as if she was very forced, and beads of sweat slipped from her forehead.

The male cultivator couldn't stand it anymore, and he knelt on one knee, a puddle of blood and water under his feet.

Bian Tingyu forcibly mustered up her strength, jumped in front of him in three or two steps, and kicked him out of the ring with one kick.

At this point, Luo Taiqing's team finally had only seven people left.

After completing all this, Bian Tingyu didn't have time to rest, she turned around to find Tan Leshan's location, condensed a water balloon, and smashed it on Luo Taiqing's head.

Luo Taiqing was suddenly attacked, cold water poured down from his head, freezing him smartly, he withdrew his feet, turned his head to look, and saw Bian Tingyu looking at him indifferently.

"Why, have you come to get justice for your teammates?" Luo Taiqing smiled, as if he was not surprised.

"So you know you're doing something unfair?" Bian Tingyu put her hands around her chest, raised her head slightly, and looked at Luo Taiqing in a condescending posture.

"Right and wrong, free in people's hearts, what do others have to do with me?" Luo Taiqing said calmly.

"That's a high-sounding statement, but you're just a despicable villain in your bones, like a monster, and no matter how much you wear clothes, you're not a person." Bian Tingyu sneered.

"I don't want to be a human being, to be that kind of pleasure

The immortals are the purpose of my quest for this avenue, fellow Daoist, aren't you?" Luo Taiqing asked rhetorically.

"Supporting justice, eradicating injustice, exterminating evil, and returning the world to a bright and prosperous world is what I am asked for by the monks." Bian Tingyu paused word by word, and the words were clear.

"People with lofty ambitions but no ability to say these things are just empty words and wishful thinking." Luo Taiqing shook his head and slowly spoke, strange and angry.

"Bullying the weak with more, bullying the weak, is this what you Luo Taiqing is capable of?" Bian Tingyu said coldly.

"So what? Isn't it? As long as the result is what I want, and what the process is like, only the weak will care." Luo Taiqing replied disdainfully.

"Then let you, too, be a weakling." Bian Tingyu stared at Luo Taiqing intently, if his eyes could kill people, he would probably have entered the Netherworld for a hundred times.

"Is it up to you?" Luo Taiqing looked surprised.

"What do you think?" Bian Tingyu suddenly smiled, as if she meant something.

Luo Taiqing had some bad premonitions, he turned back suddenly, the original team of eight people, now counting him, there are only four people left.

After Bian Tingyu sent his opponent off the stage, he came to meet Tan Leshan as soon as possible.

She attracted Luo Taiqing's attention, and Xue Huanhuan, who was not far away, also began to exert her strength, breaking the two opponents one by one, and she was thrown out of the ring one after another.

Su Wenhong struggled to support, with one against three, he was covered in injuries, but he still didn't give up, because he wanted to delay time and create opportunities for his teammates.

Xue Huanhuan came to support as soon as she got out, she and Su Wenhong fought against the three of them, and Tan Leshan, who was saved, did not dare to stop and repair, helping the two remotely.

The three of them joined hands and went through a hard battle, and finally sent each other to the next person again.

As a result, the current situation was created, and Luo Taiqing's team was only left with himself, the male cultivator who was fighting with Sun Yao, and the other two monks who were fighting with Xue Huanhuan.

Under the extremely disadvantaged start, Bian Tingyu and their own efforts turned the situation around and successfully gained an advantage for themselves.

Luo Taiqing turned his head and laughed angrily, looking at Bian Tingyu who was looking at him quietly, he only felt dazzling.

"You're really good at what you do, and I'm impressed!" Luo Taiqing gritted his teeth.

"There is a little ability, no more, no less, it is enough to deal with you." Bian Tingyu smiled, watching Luo Taiqing deflated, her heart was indescribably happy.

"I advise you not to say it too early, lest you end up with your own face." Luo Taiqing also saw that Bian Tingyu was holding on at this time.

She forcibly raised her spiritual power to defeat her opponent, and then she kept fighting with Luo Taiqing and delaying time, and it was the end of the crossbow at this time.

But the game isn't over yet, there are still four enemies waiting for them to overcome, and she can't fall yet.

"Say that to yourself." Bian Tingyu said coldly.

After saying that, she turned around and walked to her teammate's side, Luo Taiqing also sneered and returned to her team.

At this time, five people fought against four people, looking at each other in pairs, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The situation on both sides was not very good, Tan Leshan was covered in injuries, his body trembled, and he couldn't stand up a little, and he had to rely on Su Wenhong next to him to support him to barely stand upright.

Su Wenhong's condition was only a little better than him, the sect clothes on his body were all black marks, and there were cracks on them, and the blood dripping on them was only black and red marks.

Xue Huanhuan's state is the best among several people, she still maintains the beast form, her momentum has not diminished at all, the fiery red spiritual power surrounds her, and her eyes are also glowing red, and she can overwhelm the other party fiercely in terms of momentum.

Of the four enemy members, only Luo Taiqing was neatly dressed, he stood opposite with a gloomy face, and the other three were on his left and right.

The three of them also had some wounds on their bodies, but the overall condition seemed to be much better than that of Bian Tingyu and the others.

Seeing this scene, Song Shiyin in the audience was very worried, even though there were still five people left in the team, they were all holding on, and if they continued to fight, there was only one way out.

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The other disciples of Wai were also speculating on which side would win in the end.

"I really didn't expect that these five people would be able to hold on until now."

"Their strength is still good, and it is not easy to pull the gap between the three of them to one more than the other party now."

"I think the other side should have a bigger advantage in this game, although there is one less, but they are in a significantly better situation now."

"I'm also rooting for a four-person team to win."

"Isn't there anyone supporting the five?"

Not only Song Shiyin was nervous, but she could feel that Du Yunxi, who was holding her hand, was also slightly straining, and her palms were sweating all the time.

"Shiyin, what ......do you say," Du Yunxi slowly spoke, his tone full of hesitation and entanglement.

"We should trust them." Song Shiyin understood what she wanted to say, and she still chose to trust her teammates.

"You're right." Du Yunxi sighed.

After a moment's thought, she put her two hands to her mouth in a trumpet shape, and then shouted at the ring, "Tingyu! Sun Yao! Come on, everyone! You can do it!"

Song Shiyin also shouted after her, "I believe in you!"

The voices of the two came to the stage, Bian Tingyu turned around, looked at Song Shiyin through the crowd, she nodded fiercely, and tears flashed in her eyes.

Maybe that's what teammates mean when everyone thinks you're going to lose, they believe in you unconditionally and encourage you.

Luo Taiqing's eyes were indifferent, and he sneered, he stood quietly in place, with a seal on his hand, and struck first.

I saw that a strong wind suddenly blew in the ring, which made Bian Tingyu's already unstable bodies even more shaky.

The wind penetrated into the sect's clothes and stirred inside, bringing a slight coolness, especially in the wound, which was faintly painful.

The wind was blowing stronger and stronger, Luo Taiqing's eyes were full of madness, and the spiritual power in his body surged, and the wisps merged into the wind.

Bian Tingyu only felt that her skin was being scraped painfully, there was a Dao Wind Blade hidden in this wind, and her body was full of small wounds.

Among the several people, only Xue Huanhuan was less affected, she had a hard fur, she roared, and rushed to Luo Taiqing's face with a few bounces.

With a slam of slam, he fell to the ground, and the fire spiritual power on Xue Huanhuan's body began to scorch his body, but even so, he still refused to stop.

Not only Bian Tingyu and them, but in the entire ring, except for Luo Taiqing, who was not injured by his own wind, the rest of the people fell to the ground.

The wind was so strong that everyone couldn't open their eyes at all, and the pain came from all over the body, like a needle prick, which was unbearable.

There was a chill on her face, and Bian Tingyu forcibly touched it with her hand, and the corners of her eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears were bleeding.

She only has one thought at this time, Luo Taiqing, she is simply a madman.

"Stop! Luo Taiqing!" Luo Taiqing's teammate spoke.

He couldn't help the pain and began to scream, his voice piercing, giving everyone another stimulus.

Luo Taiqing still didn't care, Xue Huanhuan looked back and saw that Tan Leshan had already fallen to the ground, without moving.

Anxiety flashed in her eyes, and her claws fiercely *** Luo Taiqing's heart, pulled out, blood splattered, and Luo Taiqing seemed to be unaware.

The wind has not stopped.

Xue Huanhuan simply stopped trying to stop Luo Taiqing, she grabbed his clothes with her claws, and jumped to the edge of the ring in three or two as if she were carrying some random animal, and threw it out.

Luo Taiqing did not fall to the ground as she expected, but stepped on the wind and returned to the center of the ring.

But as if all his spiritual power had been exhausted, he lay quietly on the ground, and the wind finally stopped.

This game is over, because there are only nine of them left on the field, and everyone else is blown under the ring by Luo Taiqing's strong wind.