Huzhou Cheng's petite body was vigorously thrown by Bai Cangsheng and flew straight towards Ni Shang, the ribbon in Ni Shang's hand flew away, and then tied Hu Zhou Cheng's waist in the air and threw him to Mi Jiao in front.

Mi Jiao also concocted the same method, throwing Huzhou into Zhao Shanshan in front. Zhao Shanshan waved the giant sickle in her hand, Huzhou Cheng stepped on the huge scythe, and was slapped by Zhao Shanshan like a cannonball to the rear of the 'grassroots team'.

Hu Zhoucheng's body drew a long arc in the air, crossed the five chasing members of the 'grassroots team', and as soon as he landed at the foot of Huzhou City, he quickly ran towards the lone public-faced man behind the 'grassroots team' and the team members who took care of the public-faced man.

"Oh no! Protect the captain!" The members of the grassroots team were shocked when they saw this, no one could have guessed beforehand that the Qimen people would use such a tactic.

But at this time, Huzhou City was already some distance away from the pursuit team of the 'grassroots team', and it was estimated that it was more than ten meters. Although the members of the 'grassroots team' are all yellow-character three-grid masters, and their speed is faster than that of Huzhou City, it is too late to turn around and chase after such a stunned moment.

"Bang bang ......" was almost the moment when the pursuers of the 'grassroots team' turned their heads in unison, the spirit soldier in Ni Shang's hand changed again, this time the spirit soldier imitated by Ni Shang turned out to be Du Xijie's revolver, which was no different from Du Xijie's 'half-winged butterfly' in appearance. Red air balls of bullets whistled out from the muzzle of the guns, and shot at the stunned pursuers of the 'grassroots team' with a sound of breaking through the air.

The penetration power of the half-winged butterfly is extremely strong, not to mention the flesh, even the spirit soldiers of slightly inferior quality can penetrate it. After only a few screams, the two 'grassroots team's artists fell to the ground, one was shot through the chest and abdomen, and the other was smashed in the right shoulder.

Before the rest of the Grassroots could react, a huge scythe had already enlarged in front of their eyes, and Zigen had severed the head of an instrumentaturist. Only then did the remaining two artists react and hurriedly dodge, which was able to avoid the ribbon that covered the sky and the sun.

In just a few moments, one member of the 'grassroots team' was killed and two were seriously injured. This is not over, Hu Zhoucheng has already approached the unconscious public-faced man and the teammate who took care of him at this time.

The member of the 'grassroots team' who took care of the public-faced man was nervously guarding with a mace, but he didn't want to rush towards Huzhou City, which was rushing towards him, suddenly stopped a few meters away from him.

Xiao Zhengtai Huzhoucheng lowered his head, unable to see his expression, but gave people a very depressed feeling, and a purple fog gradually emerged from around Huzhoucheng's body. The fog looked very viscous, floating in the air one by one, but it seemed to be solidified.

The purple mist gradually dispersed, and Hu Zhoucheng's body gradually disappeared into the mist. Rich purple surged from all directions like a ghostly ghost towards the unconscious man with a public face and the team members who cared for him, and within a few seconds, the purple mist had already engulfed the two.

On the other side of the battlefield, the rest of Qimen pressed on all fronts and counterattacked the remaining members of the 'grassroots team', Zhao Shanshan rushed to the front due to the close distance, and the huge sickle slipped the two masters who had just been shot wounded out in three or two strokes. The two masters were still in the air, blood had already splashed out of their mouths and noses, and their consciousness gradually blurred, and they fainted instantly.

The two masters of the 'grassroots team' who were not injured were also frightened at this time, and seeing that the other party was outnumbered, their feet did not obey the call and retreated.

No one could have imagined in advance that the strong team of Golden City, the 'grassroots team' that created a forty-game winning streak, would lose several people in such a short period of time. Only two were unharmed, and the other was uncertain in the purple mist.

The situation had changed so quickly that anyone would have noticed that less than two minutes had passed since the battle began. It's not a heads-up competition, it's a team game. The instrument master is not a chicken boy who can be slashed and killed, even if his strength is not good, he can escape or defend, so many people will not be defeated in an instant.

But that's the case, the strong team of the Golden City martial arts arena, the 'grassroots team', has been defeated, although there are still two team members desperately fleeing and dodging. But the 'grassroots team' that lost several people in a row was no longer able to recover at this time.

Du Xijie and Rogge's expressions at this time were not much different from the rest of the audience in the stands, they were all surprised, the corners of their mouths were slightly open, their eyes were round, and their breathing was a little short. The only 'god of war' is still a dead man with an expressionless face.

Seeing this, the 'God of War' said to himself: "The enemy's heart is in turmoil, and only then can the thunderbolt break its muscles and bones, which will inevitably destroy the opponent's combat power and make it have no ability to resist." ”

In the playing field, the chase was not long. Qimen's old trick was repeated, Nishang and Mi Jiao used the ribbons to throw their teammates out in turn, so that the speed of passing one by one was much faster than simply running with their feet, and it didn't take long to surround the two masters of the 'grassroots team'.

There was no suspense in the ending, the two masters were defeated in less than half a minute under the siege of the four Qimen, one was knocked out by Bai Cangsheng's punch, and the other was slapped away by Zhao Shanshan with a giant sickle, and he struggled a few times and fainted when he fell to the ground.

On the other side, the purple mist gradually disappeared, revealing Xiao Zhengtai with a gloomy expression - Huzhou City. Opposite him lay two people, their skin was dyed purple, and they were still breathing a little, but it was probably impossible to stand up again.

The audience was silent, and tens of thousands of people in the martial arts arena could be heard at this time. It took a long time before the host stammered and announced, "Today's seven-on-seven duel match 'Odd Sentai won'. The audience reacted at the moment, and a sigh like a tsunami sounded.

"Damn, I'm losing again!"

"When I was really back, I thought that the 'grassroots team' was very strong, but I didn't expect it...... It's a pity for my Yuanshi. ”

"! It must be a trick under the martial arts arena, deliberately cheating us out of our money. ”

There was a loud murmur of complaints from the audience, all of which were gamblers expressing their grievances. At the beginning of the game, no one could have guessed that it would be like this. The Qimen people generally beat all the opponents within a few minutes, and the battle situation was almost one-sided. It's hard to imagine that this is a team with several players injured and participating in another day's competition, and the number and level are still in the water.

Facts speak louder than words, no matter how the audience complains, Qimen wins is a victory. After the victory, the five Qimen did not celebrate, and they couldn't even see the joy, and they all walked out of the competition venue silently with their heads down, as if they were still a little dissatisfied.

The military god turned his head to Du Xijie and Luo Ge and said, "Now how are you thinking about it, whether to enter my Qimen or leave the two of you decide for yourself, I will never hinder you." ”