The master competition, relying on the subtle high-speed action, once hit by the black gas, lose the action, almost determine the loss; if it is someone else, it must be dodging again and again, but the silence does not have the slightest dodge, it seems to regard the two black gases as nothing.

The black gas hit Shen Mo, but Shen Mo demonstratively pulled a sword flower and clearly told Li Yaohua that this black gas did not work for him!

Li Yaohua didn't continue to attack, but said with emotion: "Divine Soldier Protector! I didn't expect that in addition to the dragon and tiger dancing, you even practiced such defensive skills." ”

Shen Mo replied lightly: "Martial arts are just props, and the most important thing is to look at the person who performs the martial arts." ”

"That's good!" Li Yaohua responded, then stopped talking nonsense, injected the aura into the twin swords, and attacked Shen Mo again. This time, Li Yaohua's attack began to become erratic, and the twin swords stabbed towards Shen Mo like a storm, sometimes it was an ordinary stabbing attack, sometimes it was an attack wrapped in black qi, which made Shen Mo very difficult to guard against.

It's just that although Li Yaohua attacked fiercely, he failed to make a move, and was always blocked by Shen Mo; not only that, but Shen Mo could also counterattack while putting down the attack, which made Li Yaohua really surprised.

After several battles, Li Yaohua gradually discovered that Shen Mo's strength was indeed stronger than himself, but it was not much stronger; but no matter how he fought and how his tricks changed, he could always be understood by Shen Mo; this undoubtedly proved that Shen Mo had superhuman combat experience and had seen any kind of tactics; this was what Li Yaohua was most surprised by.

As everyone knows, Shen Mo's current strength is all based on countless battles of blood and bones, step by step, and the combat experience is naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

The two of them came and went, flying around the arena, sometimes touching, sometimes separated, and some eye-poor spectators could not even keep up with their movements, and as time went on, the battle between the two gradually entered the white heat, and each move was extremely dangerous, one move after another, without the slightest stop.

"Thunder General!" Shen Mo snorted and threw another punch.

Li Yaohua turned over and dodged, and the short sword in his right hand stabbed directly between Shen Mo's eyebrows; when it was blocked by the silent Xiaofeng Demon Breaking Sword, the sword in Li Yaohua's left hand had already reached Shen Mo's ribs, and the black gas wrapped around the blade had already torn a hole in Shen Mo's clothes, and the next moment he could directly cut through Shen Mo's skin, making Shen Mo's blood splash in five steps.

Shen Mo realized that it was too late to dodge, so he was about to prepare to perform skin hardening, but just a moment before casting, Shen Mo saw a trace of something strange in Li Yaohua's eyes, and immediately realized that something was wrong, canceled skin hardening, and instead cast spiritual strengthening;

Just as Shen Mo guessed, when the sword blade was about to be slashed, Li Yaohua suddenly changed his move and shouted: "Soul Destroying Slash!"

The black qi on the blade suddenly erupted, and the original short sword suddenly turned into a black giant sword; although Li Yaohua knew that it was obviously unrealistic for Lu Dao to use this trick to win, he could at least make Shen Mo injured; but when the giant sword slashed Shen Mo, Shen Mo was still intact, it turned out that Shen Mo actually saw through his tactics again, and risked being cut by the sword blade, rashly exerting spiritual strengthening, blocking the attack of the black sword.

Before he could make a move, Li Yaohua felt an unprecedented sense of threat all over his body, and when he panicked, he saw that his silent left fist had reached the front of his lower abdomen, and then a silent voice sounded in his ears: "Shoot angrily through the ridge!"

Rumble!

The angry shot through the ridge completely hit Li Yaohua, and a blood hole was directly penetrated through the lower abdomen, and the whole person also flew out upside down, smashing heavily on the edge of the arena, only one foot away from falling out of the arena.

Seeing Li Yaohua being hit, the audience who supported Shen Mo immediately cheered: "Ha Lu haha, do you see it, Li Yaohua was beaten away by Shen Mo! I'll just say, in front of Shen Mo, what Li Yaohua and Zhou Feng are not worth mentioning at all!"

"Tut-tut, that punch just now is the last form of the Collapse Mountain Fist, and it shoots angrily through the mountains. Although the grade of the Collapse Mountain Fist is very low, this last punch is still infinitely powerful, and Li Yaohua is afraid that it will be more than lucky. ”

Just when everyone thought the game was over, they saw Li Yaohua standing up swayingly, and the blood hole in his abdomen was constantly spurting blood, but Li Yaohua didn't care about it, clenched the short sword with both hands, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said: "The gap in strength can be made up with combat experience, what should be used to make up for the gap in combat experience?" Shen Mo, no matter what aspect, I am not your opponent, I lost, but I will not just leave, take my last move!"

This is the dignity of a warrior, silent and respectful, and said: "Come on!"

Li Yaohua took a deep breath again, stabilized his mind, and then bent his legs slightly, posed in a posture of zama step, crossed his swords, and aimed the tips of his swords at Shen Mu, after a short period of silence, Li Yaohua burst into a shout: "Ghost cry God howl, destroy the soul of the world!"

As soon as the words fell, a stream of black gas erupted from the twin swords, but it did not shoot towards Shen Mo, but converged into a huge black ball in front of the double swords; the next second, a heaven-shattering shout sounded, and a warrior rushed out of the black ball; this warrior was five meters high, wearing jet-black iron armor, but his body was a skeleton, without the slightest flesh and blood, but it highlighted a bit of majesty.

A black Pu knife in his hand is six meters long, with a black blade, a bronze long handle, and a black aura, that is, even the entire arena is trembling under the roar of this Pu knife.

When the battle spirit was fully formed, it rushed towards Shen Silent, and the speed was so fast that it was already in the center of the arena in the blink of an eye.

Although Shen Mo's strength is stronger than Li Yaohua, he will never underestimate the enemy, especially on the premise of knowing that this is Li Yaohua's strongest move.

I saw Shen Moping raise the Xiaofeng Breaking Demon Sword, the tip of the sword pointed at the rushing battle spirit, and shouted: "Black Dragon Yanbo Po!"

With a heaven-shaking dragon roar, the black dragon erupted from the tip of the sword; this black dragon gathered almost all the aura of silence, unprecedentedly huge, the size of the dragon's head alone was almost the same as the battle spirit; the momentum it exuded instantly overwhelmed the battle spirit, if the battle spirit made the arena tremble, the black dragon would make half of the royal city frightened. Even Shen Batian, who was sitting in the study, seemed to hear the dragon's groan and looked in the direction of the arena.

This battle spirit is the same as Li Yaohua, even in the face of the huge black dragon, it still rushes straight forward, quite the momentum of a fierce warrior who would rather be broken than broken;

"Ahh

The war spirit roared, trying all his strength to resist the black dragon, and actually stopped the black dragon; but, blocking does not mean defeating; under the impact of the black dragon's huge strength, the whole body of the war spirit was trembling, and the Pu knife also began to make a piercing 'click' sound, and after a while, with a crisp sound, the Pu knife shattered.

lost the Pu Dao, but the war spirit was fierce to block the black dragon with both hands, but like the Pu Dao, the hands of the war spirit began to shatter, and the whole body turned into a cloud of black smoke after the last time, and was instantly devoured by the black dragon.

Breaking through the battle spirit, the black dragon castrated unabated, and headed towards Li Yaohua; although there was already a war spirit to offset some of the strength, but this was the black dragon that condensed most of the silent aura, and it was still not able to resist hard, once it was hit, Li Yaohua, who was already dying, would definitely die!

Looking at the fierce black dragon, Li Yaohua slowly closed his eyes and calmly greeted the arrival of death.

"Broken!"

The silent voice sounded again, and Li Yaohua only felt that the huge threat in front of him disappeared in an instant, and when he opened his eyes, he found that there was still the shadow of the black dragon in front of him. If breaking the battle spirit is only a gap in strength, then easily retracting the black dragon with a move is the real spiritual blow to Li Yaohua.

Li Yaohua only felt that his legs were weak, so he fell to his knees and muttered, "I lost." ”

The dean, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately announced the results, and the audience was boiling, but Shen Mo did not celebrate or leave, but quietly walked in front of Li Yaohua, stretched out his hand to Li Yaohua, and smiled: "You deserve to lose." ”

Li Yaohua looked at the silent hand, then turned his head to look at Zhou Feng, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, and shook his head: "If you and I had met earlier, we might have become friends, but now, you and I are destined to be enemies." After that, the wound on the abdomen flared up, and I only felt a flower in front of me, and I fainted.

The two servants of the Shen family helped Li Yaohua away, stood silently in place, shook his head gently, and sighed, "It's a pity." ”

After Shen Mo and Li Yaohua competed, the next game was Zhou Feng and the Li family brothers; those in the audience who had poor psychological endurance left the arena before the game began, for fear that Zhou Feng would kill again and turn the good game into a miserable slaughterhouse. Shen Mo also left, he already knew Zhou Feng's strength, and he didn't want to see Zhou Feng's extremely damaged fighting style here.

At the beginning of the game, Li Jianqiang and Li Jiansheng glanced at each other, both of them were a little powerless, after all, Zhou Feng's fighting style was too dangerous, and he would lose his life if he was not careful. Moreover, although these two are the champions of Group B, they are also the only players who have not played a pair of players, and this alone is the difference in strength;

Li Jianqiang saw Zhou Feng looking at this side with a sneer, he felt a little drumming in his heart, turned his head to look at Li Jiansheng, and said: "Even if you and I join forces, it may not be Zhou Feng's opponent; this person has the support of the Shen family behind him, and he is a killer when he makes a move, leaving no room at all; if you and I lose, we will definitely die on the spot; this game is important, but in comparison, life is more important; if Qingshan is not worried about running out of firewood, why don't we just abstain?"

Li Jiansheng frowned: "Big brother, why are you cowardly before you fight? This is not your style. Even if we lose, we have to lose as we deserve, isn't it a joke to lose without a fight, and when we go home in the future, how should we face the people in our hometown?"

Having said that, Li Jianqiang was still worried about .......

"There's nothing to be had. Li Jiansheng interrupted Li Jianqiang's words and said: "This is the dignity of a warrior, if you want to die, you must accept it gladly!"

Hearing this, Li Jianqiang sighed and nodded heavily: "Okay, even if it's a sea of swords and fires, our brothers will break through together!"

The two finally made up their minds and were ready to continue this race that could be the end of their lives;

Zhou Feng, who was standing opposite, had a hint of abuse on his face: "Have you two discussed? Do you want to go home with your tail between your legs, or do you want to fight with me like a man?" But I can't guarantee that I won't kill you. ”

Li Jiansheng shouted: "It's too early to say big words, when you really win, it's not too late to be proud!"

The corners of Zhou Feng's mouth rose, revealing a sly smile: "Okay, then I'll send you back to the West!" After that, Zhou Feng stopped being verbose, and with a wave of his palm, the deadly poisonous smoke emanated from his body.

Before the Li brothers came on the field, they had already carefully discussed the tactics of dealing with this poisonous smoke, so now they didn't panic when they saw this poisonous smoke.

This poisonous smoke is very similar to corpse poison, but it is more intense than ordinary corpse poison, and ordinary people are contaminated, and the corpse will be transformed into blood and water at worst; it is poison after all, and it can be prevented; plus the rematch is an unlimited competition, so each of the Li brothers wore a dress woven from horseshoe grass.

It is no secret that horseshoe grass can cure the poison of corpses, and it is all due to silence.

Zhou Feng didn't know that the two of them were wearing clothes made of horseshoe grass, and when they saw that the two of them didn't panic in the slightest when they saw the poisonous smoke, they were a little suspicious, but they still waved their hands and poured the poisonous smoke over, and when the poisonous smoke reached the front of the two, they automatically avoided it, as if water and fire were incompatible.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Feng was stunned;

But the Li brothers glanced at each other and said excitedly: "Effective!"

Li Jianqiang took out the eight-point steel gun, swept away his previous worries, and said: "This poisonous smoke is ineffective, Zhou Feng is poisonous snake has lost its fangs, don't worry, we will win this game!"

After that, Li Jianqiang took the lead in rushing forward, and Li Jiansheng was not idle, putting on a fighting posture, ready to support Li Jianqiang at any time.

Although Zhou Feng didn't know what the poisonous smoke was ineffective for the Li family brothers, in the face of the oncoming Li Jiaqiang, Zhou Feng did not panic at all, as if he was still holding the odds.

"Zhou Feng, take me a shot!" Li Jianqiang arrived in front of Zhou Feng, shouted, and the steel gun in his hand went straight to Zhou Feng's chest.

Looking at the steel gun that was getting closer and closer, Zhou Feng sneered: "You shouldn't be naïve to think that I only have the trick of poisonous smoke, right?"