"The meat on the whole body is cooked, and the mouth is still hard."

In the distance, Li Xiaoyun, who was fluttering in white, looked at the man covered in blood in the ring, and her eyes suddenly turned red, and she was very distressed.

"He's lost!"

"He's dead!"

Xiao Bailong saw that he was worried and worried about other men, and the hatred in his heart climbed to the top.

"He lost, and I left the dragon gate with him."

"He died, and I widowed him."

Li Xiaoyun looked at the man indifferently.

"You!"

Xiao Bailong glared angrily, and subconsciously clenched his fists, if it wasn't for the unruliness, he really wanted to pinch Qin Shiming to death with his own hands and smash this little white face with one punch.

Why?

What's wrong with his little white dragon?

"It's not over yet, where do you know he's going to lose?"

Monday Dream came, and it was natural to stand with Li Xiaoyun, the two of them are best friends and good friends, and many people in Longmen know it.

"It's good to protect the Dharma."

The little white dragon sighed in his heart, and hurriedly said hello to Zhou Meng.

Although he is a master of the immediate class, a half-step land immortal double realm powerhouse, but in front of Zhou Meng, it is really not enough to see, and the gap between status and strength is too big.

"I ask you, where do you know he's going to lose?"

Zhou Meng's face was calm and his tone was flat, however, it gave Xiao Bailong a taste of dead silence, and a cold sweat broke out inadvertently on his back.

"I ...... I think he's at the end of his crossbow, and he can't even stand on his feet......"

"Let's make a bet."

Zhou Meng turned his head and glanced in the direction of the ring, "If he wins, I will kill you." ”

"If he loses, I'll kill your whole family, okay?"

“……”

The little white dragon thought there was some surprise, this, where is this surprise, it is simply fright, it is intimidation.

Win or lose, he won't end well.

"I, I still have something to do, let's go first."

The little white dragon turned around and left, but he didn't dare to stay longer.

"Looks like you really like him."

As soon as the little white dragon left, Zhou Zhou Meng looked at Li Xiaoyun with a faint smile on his face.

"Yimeng, will he lose?"

"No, it won't."

"Why?"

"Because he's strong."

“……”

Li Xiaoyun moved her mouth, and said in her heart What is the reason for this, no, this is a nonsense. But soon, Li Xiaoyun reacted and stared at Zhou Mengmeng with wide eyes.

"You, you've been in love for a long time?"

Hearing that Zhou Mengmeng did not answer, his face turned slightly red, and he soon returned to normal.

"I'm not interested in men."

"And you're still sleeping with him?"

“……”

Zhou Meng didn't speak, just looked at the ring from a distance, saw the man in embarrassment, his heart suddenly tightened, and he inadvertently clenched the long sword in his hand.

She wanted to rush up and kill Yang Fan.

"Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you!"

Yang Fan also moved.

"Woohoo!"

The long sword flew and trembled, and the sword flowers slowly fell, like the spring breeze blowing off the petals, more and more, denser and denser, gorgeous and brilliant, but it made Yang Fan smell an unprecedented crisis.

"Go!"

Two fireballs whirred into it.

"Boom, boom!"

A violent explosion sounded again, but this time Qin Shiming did not retreat, and Yang Fan did not retreat either.

However, there are a lot of blood holes on Yang Fan's body.

There was blood spilling from his arms, chest, legs, and even his forehead.

"He's stronger than ever!"

Wu Haotian, who was watching the battle in the audience, was in his throat, not nervous, but very excited, and there was a burst of fear after the excitement.

He had learned Qin Shiming's meteor swordsmanship, and last time, Qin Shiming's meteor swordsmanship was still weak, but this time, Wu Haotian thought that if he were himself, he would definitely die on the spot.

Yang Fan, the number one master of the yellow class, didn't take it!

"Are you still hard-mouthed now?"

Qin Shiming's long sword was in his hand, and the sword body was still as black and cold as ink, and there was no trace of blood on the sword.

"Do you throw in the towel now?"

"Do you need to find someone to help you clean up your things, so that you can get out?"

Finally, it was Qin Shiming's turn to raise his eyebrows and straighten his chest.

After two days of retreat, Qin Shiming really failed to break through, but he went through all the important battles in his life, especially at the top of Oolong Mountain, the life-and-death duel with Qinglong, which he recalled in his mind again and again.

Although the energy consumption is huge, the effect is very good.

This is Qin Shiming's biggest killer move at the moment.

"Throw in the towel? Will I throw in the towel? ”

"I'm going to lose you a rookie?"

Yang Fan looked down at his bloody holes, slowly straightened his body, his pupils suddenly flashed a demonic scarlet, and as his body continued to straighten, Yang Fan's momentum continued to rise.

It's like a balloon that is gradually blowing up.

"He, he's a half-step land immortal!"

In the crowd, Wu Haotian shouted loudly.

"This is Yang Fan's real strength!"

"Oh my God, a half-step land fairy!"

"Half-step land immortal, Qin Shiming is dead!"

"Dead!"

"Come on, President!"

"Come on, President!"

"Come on, President!"

The ring, which was originally as silent as death, became lively again, and the faces of the people of the Alchemy Guild had smiles on their faces again.

Qin Shiming is indeed very strong as a newcomer, but how strong can he be?

Between the Great Grandmaster and the half-step Land Immortal, it is like a Yangtze River that cannot be crossed.

"Lao Qin, come on!"

Although Xiahou Feng had panic on his face, he still clenched his fists for Qin Shiming.

"This son, being able to force Yang Fan to this point is already very good, far better than the old monk back then."

On the high wall, the medicine monk also rushed over when he heard the excitement, but before the medicine monk arrived, the holy woman arrived first.

Glancing at the two people in the ring, the saint frowned slightly, if it wasn't for the fact that she was worried about the rules of the Dragon Gate, how could she let Qin Shiming be hurt so much?

"Yang Fan is even better, with his talent, he has another five years, and he can completely replace Qinglong's position." In Xingtian's eyes, there is no doubt that Yang Fan is more outstanding.

"Talent?"

The holy woman pursed her lips with extreme disdain.

“……”

Xing Tian didn't speak, staring straight at the ring.

Yang Fan once again sacrificed the fireball, this time the fireball was bigger, the heat was more sufficient, and the brilliant light was like the sun, and the spectators on the edge of the ring felt a blazing heat.

"Qin Shiming, you go die!"

With a loud roar, Yang Fan sneered and smashed the fireball over.

"Dragon Tour Nine Days!"

As soon as the long sword was thrown, Qin Shiming endured the severe pain all over his body, poured all the energy in the dantian into his fists, met the fireball, and pounced.

"Boom, boom!"

The two collided, Qin Shiming was like a kite, how fast he rushed out, how fast he flew back.

"Poof!"

In mid-air, Qin Shiming spurted out a mouthful of blood arrows, and his face was like white paper.

"Boom!"

The body slammed into the ground, shaking up a cloud of yellow dust.

Yang Fan, on the other hand, stood in place as if he was nothing, but his body shook slightly.

The scene is as quiet as death, is this the power of a half-step land immortal?

"He, he's not really going to be killed, is he?"

After a long time, someone asked questions.