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About a quarter of an hour later, more than 2,000 spectators entered the arena, and the entire arena was almost full.

At this time, the four golden immortals who had been talking casually also came to the four corners of the battle platform, and when they each played an immortal trick, a transparent protective shield emerged from the surrounding areas of the battle platform, spreading in all directions, and soon, the entire audience was protected by the transparent protective shield.

At the same time, the host's voice also sounded in the arena: "Friends, welcome to our King Arena, and you will see the most exciting battles next." Let me introduce you to the two sides of this war. First up is Leng Mushuang, who has already won seven death-to-death victories in our King's Arena!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, a young man dressed in white with a delicate appearance and a cold face slowly walked into the platform from the entrance under the battle platform.

"The next thing to enter is the Jing Soul who has already won a hundred victories in the Red Cloud City Overlord Arena. Although it was the first time for him to participate in a battle to the death, he didn't seem to be the slightest bit nervous, and today I am afraid that it would be another battle of dragons and tigers! Judging from the records of the two of them, one was the winner of seven death battles, and the other was a hundred victorious generals, it seemed that the two sides were evenly matched, and I don't know who would have the last laugh in this battle!"

At the other entrance of the battle platform, a man in a strong suit calmly walked into the arena. He looked at Leng Wushuang opposite with a cautious expression, ignoring the noisy sounds around him, and a thick battle intent appeared in his eyes.

"The two protagonists of this battle to the death have already entered, I don't know if all the friends present have bought the bets? If not, then I can only helplessly tell you, you don't have this chance, because ...... I declare, the battle begins now!"

Under the host's shout, Leng Wushuang summoned a low-grade flying sword with a cold light, pointing at the opponent from afar.

And Jing Soul didn't know when there was an extra middle-grade long stick in his hand. At this time, he calmly put on a fighting start.

I don't know if it's because of net worth or other reasons. Neither of them summoned their armor, but were dressed in ordinary clothes.

Leng Wushuang said indifferently: "This sword is called Han Li, and you will be the eighth revenant. ”

Jing Soul smiled disdainfully and said, "It may be said who will kill the deer." Let's wait until you can stand on this stage and say it again!"

Leng Wushuang just wants to use words to make the other party's mood fluctuate. But now the other party is not moved at all. He stopped talking nonsense, and directly raised his left hand, and the flying sword floating in mid-air immediately drew an arc and stabbed towards Jing Soul

Meanwhile. His right hand also pinched out an immortal technique, and a thunderbolt shot out from his right hand.

Jing Soul did not retreat at this time, but advanced, and the long stick in his hand was also thrown quickly, and suddenly one end of the long stick opened the flying sword in mid-air, and the other end of the long stick blocked the thunder.

For Jing Soul's ability to grasp the opportunity, Ye Lingtian also had to applaud at this time, the opponent's killing move was actually intercepted by his long stick in such an ordinary way, which showed that his combat experience was also very rich.

Seeing that his first blow did not cause the other party to be in a hurry, Leng Wushuang was not surprised, but instead pinched out another immortal trick at the flying sword in mid-air.

Suddenly, the flying sword spun rapidly, and light blue sword qi surged towards Jing Soul like a rain of flowers in the sky.

How could Jing Soul be frightened by such an attack, his legs sank slightly, his body jumped to the left, and several sword qi suddenly passed by him, falling directly to the ground, and a large patch of hoarfrost suddenly appeared.

When Jing Soul's feet landed, the long stick had already returned to his hand, and with a slight shake of his hands, the long stick immediately transformed into a stick shadow in the sky, blocking all the sword qi that followed.

However, Jing Soul didn't seem to want to be beaten so passively, in the face of the opponent's non-stop sword qi, the long stick in his hand stabbed quickly into the air, and a golden stick shadow directly hit the spinning flying sword, interrupting Leng Wushuang's attack.

Immediately after, the long stick suddenly became longer and swung at Leng Wushuang's waist.

Leng Wushuang was not weak, seeing the other party's attack, his body floated in mid-air with a slight movement, dodging the powerful blow, and then he moved irregularly in the field, and the flying sword also stabbed at Jing Soul from various tricky angles.

Jing Soul, who did not succeed in one blow, immediately withdrew the long stick, and immediately laid layers of defense in front of him, and for a while, the stick shadow sword qi flew all over the field, almost dazzling the eyes of the audience.

Leng Wushuang didn't seem to expect that Jing Soul's defense was leaky, and he could actually block his own attack, seeing that such an attack had no effect, but consumed a huge amount, he also stopped and prepared the next immortal trick.

Where would Jing Soul let the other party succeed so lightly, the long stick in his hand was thrown above his head, and then pinched out an immortal trick.

Suddenly, the long stick changed to two, and two to four......

Countless identical long sticks surrounded Leng Wushuang from all directions.

Seeing that the opponent's attack was so fierce, Leng Wushuang also hurriedly recalled the flying sword and passively defended it.

It's just that Leng Wushuang, who has no speed advantage, just confronts the other party like this, and obviously suffers a lot.

Every attack of the other party is full of strength, and it has the advantage of a medium-grade immortal weapon, every time it really hits Leng Wushuang's flying sword, and soon Leng Wushuang is a little overwhelmed, he slightly revealed a flaw in the dodge, Jing Soul's eyes suddenly lit up, his hands waved, and countless long sticks rushed towards that flaw.

Just resisted a few times, Leng Wushuang was hit by a stick, and it was also such a stick, so that Leng Wushuang got rid of the other party's stick shadow and hid in a relatively safe position.

As Leng Wushuang floated in mid-air, his left hand hung down weakly, and it was obvious that it had been broken in the blow just now.

Jing Soul was not at all complacent about the results he had just achieved, but instead flew towards Leng Wushuang who was in mid-air with a long stick in his hand, and the current situation was of course to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Leng Wushuang also seemed to realize that the situation was not good, and hurriedly controlled the flying sword to slash towards Jing Soul, but seeing Jing Soul's posture, it seemed that he was ready to fight for his life, and he didn't dodge Leng Wushuang's flying sword.

Seeing that the long stick was about to smash on Leng Wushuang's body, and the flying sword was about to fall on top of Jing Soul's head, Leng Wushuang twisted to the side with all his might, and finally avoided this fatal blow.

At this time, Jing Soul was about to be cut into two pieces by the flying sword, and a round shield suddenly appeared on the top of Jing Soul's head, spinning to block the flying sword, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the long stick in Jing Soul's hand quickly moved towards Leng Wushuang, right in Leng Wushuang's chest.

"Bang!bang!bang......"

The long stick in Jing Soul's hand landed on Leng Wushuang's body like a raging storm, making a loud noise with each blow.

When Jing Soul stopped attacking, Leng Wushuang kept spitting blood from his mouth, and his body slowly fell from mid-air to the ground, and at this time, there was hardly a complete bone in his body.

But since it's a battle to the death, one of them must fall.

Jing Soul threw the long stick at Leng Wushuang, and suddenly the long stick pierced his dantian like a sharp sword, and at the same time, his immortal infant was also smashed to pieces.

After doing this, Jing Soul picked up Leng Wushuang's flying sword, walked over to his corpse, took off his storage ring, and withdrew the long stick, only then did he raise his head and roar loudly at the sky.

At this time, the host's voice also sounded: "Now I declare that the winner of this death battle is Jing Soul, everyone has also seen the battle just now, Jing Soul is definitely the top master in the late stage of Tianxian, everyone must buy it accurately when betting in the future." Now, please cheer for the Jing Soul!"

The audience immediately resounded with an earth-shattering roar, and there were only a few cheers, and a large part of them were scolding.

"Damn, that idiot, it's okay to pretend to be ruthless, causing me to lose so many immortal stones for nothing. It seems that this Jing Soul is very powerful, and I will buy him in the future. ”

"It's just, it's just a little white face, and in the end I was beaten to death, I have no eyes!"

"I thought he was a master, but I didn't expect it to be just that the opponents he met in the past were too weak, my immortal stone!"

…………

At the moment Leng Wushuang fell, Ye Lingtian and the others understood the result, and they left the arena early.

After walking out of the arena, Huang Fushan immediately sighed and said, "That Jing Soul is so powerful, it seems that there are really a lot of masters in this Nine Abyss Continent!"

Hearing his wife praise other men, Mu Linkong said with some jealousy: "What kind of power is he, if he is against me, he will be solved." ”

"Hmph, aren't you just relying on immortal weapons to be better than the other party? If you don't use immortal weapons, then you are definitely not Jing Soul's opponent. ”

Huangfu Shan glanced at Mu Linkong angrily, but Mu Linkong shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "You are wrong about this, if you don't have a weapon, then he is not my opponent." If you don't believe me, you can ask Master. ”

Ye Lingtian smiled, although the death battle just now was very exciting, but for Ye Lingtian and the others, it was just a fun, and there were almost no outstanding places.

That Jing Soul relied on the immortal weapon and the hard-fought way to win, if he was allowed to face Mu Linkong, he couldn't compare to the immortal weapon at all, and he was not an opponent compared to the strength of the flesh, so he had no hope of winning without any advantage.

Originally, Ye Lingtian also wanted Mu Linkong to go to the arena to exercise and exercise, but after seeing such a battle, Ye Lingtian also understood that with Mu Linkong's level, he couldn't find an opponent in the same level at all. (To be continued......)