Song Yi's ring has always been worn on his hand, but because it is too inconspicuous, Zhao Hua didn't expect that it would be an extremely precious "blood magic weapon" in the sect.

"Blood Weapon, how could he have a Blood Weapon?...... How did he have a blood magic weapon!"

The shock in Zhao Hua's eyes was beyond words.

"Boom!"

At the moment when Zhao was distracted, Song Yi reached out and grabbed the ring in the air, and the aura of his whole body skyrocketed, and he slapped it hard. With a bang, Zhao Huazhen flew out of the air.

"Big Brother ——"

The surrounding Iron Sword Sect disciples exclaimed.

This scene was so sudden that even Yang Ji was caught off guard.

Song Yi at this moment is much stronger than before!

"What is a blood weapon, what is a blood weapon, what the hell is that ring?"

Yang Ji's heart shook, one after another.

Since he came into contact with martial arts, this was the first time he had heard the words "blood magic weapon"!

"Boom!"

On the square, Song Yi did not hesitate, his body moved, and he used the "Demon Ape Shaking Fist" with the strange ring in his hand, and blasted at Zhao Slip with the speed of thunder. In the pervasive blood light, only a sneer was heard:

"Zhao Hua, you really don't give up. I was forced to use this blood ring. I've said it a long time ago, you're no match for me anymore. What if you correct the Negative Heaven Fist, you will never be able to catch up with my progress......

With a sneer, it slammed into the ground with a bang, smashing a huge hole. Zhao Hua escaped when there was no room for it.

"No, your blood magic weapon hasn't been refined yet, it's still a half-finished ——"

Zhao Slip's voice came from the square.

"Hmph, what about the semi-finished product, more than enough to deal with you!"

Song Yi did not deny it at all. The top of his head was full of blood, and with a blow of his right hand, he smashed the "Demon Ape Mallet" again.

Boom Boom!

One move after another, Song Yi is still his strongest "Demon Ape Shaking Fist". But unlike before, with the effect of the ring in his hand, Song Yi steadily suppressed Zhao Hua.

"Baxia Negative Sky Fist" is still the same set of "Baxia Negative Sky Boxing", but Zhao Hua is losing and retreating, and he can't resist it at all.

This competition had developed to this point, and the surrounding Iron Sword Sect disciples had long been stunned.

"How's that? old thing. I said it a long time ago, this time you have to lose again!"

On the Iron Crown Mountain, the elders of the Iron Sword Sect smiled and changed their previous heaviness and depression.

"It's despicable! Is that interesting? For the sake of victory, he actually gave him all the things like the 'Iron Mother'. ”

The elder of the Iron Crown Sect looked pale.

"Haha, it's different from you. We of the Iron Sword Sect have always been generous. And...... We're not as shameless as you think. The ring was not for him, but for himself. A disciple who has repeatedly won glory for the sect, don't you say that he deserves a reward?"

The Iron Sword Sect Elder Ha Lu Ha Da smiled. Pulling off his robe, he slowly stood up from his seat. At this point in the game, it can basically be said that it is over.

Song Yi's talent, martial arts, reactions, and skills are none of them under Zhao Slip. Now with the help of the "ring", his skills are even better, and Zhao Hua has no hope.

"Hahaha, given that the Iron Crown faction is not so hospitable. We're going to stay short, so that's the end of this visit——"

The Iron Sword Sect elder flicked his sleeves. There was a sense of relaxation in my heart. Although there were many accidents, this "visit" was undoubtedly a complete success. I achieved the effect of my visit this time.

"In the end, I will reveal this competition to the imperial court......

The Iron Sword Sect elder looked into the distance, a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.

......

In the square in the distance, Zhao Hua was repelled by Song Yi again and again, only the ability to parry, but no power to fight back.

Many of the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect who followed Zhao Hua couldn't help but look away. I can't bear to see it.

"Blood Weapon...... Blood Artifact ...... , are you going to lose to him again this time?"

Zhao Hua's heart sank.

Song Yi is still Song Yi, but the pressure caused to him is completely different. Even Zhao Hua himself felt a little discouraged.

"What an unwillingness!"

Zhao Hua said with hatred in his heart.

He originally rose at the same time as Song Yi, but he watched Song Yi surpass himself day by day. This feeling is unbearable even for ordinary people. Not to mention the arrogant Zhao Slip!

"Blood Weapon. Blood Weapon......"

Zhao Hua's heart was heavy. He is not afraid of a Song Yi, but with a blood magic weapon...... , even he felt like he was going to give up.

"Stepping on the Kun to advance and leave, and dominate the arch ——"

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly came.

This voice came suddenly, and it seemed to know everything about his "Hegemony Negative Heaven Fist". Even Zhao Hua didn't react himself, his body had already reacted.

Bang!

There were two earth-shattering loud noises in succession, Zhao slid his feet in a row, and after two changes in a row, what he didn't think about was a move to "dominate the hand" and blast out.

"Boom!"

In a pair of surprised eyes, Zhao Slip's fist actually passed through Song Yi's ribs, grabbed the fleeting and imperceptible flaws and gaps, and slammed heavily on his chest before the blood light above Song Yi's head fell.

"Boom!"

The moment Song Yi screamed and flew out, everyone was in a shock. The Iron Sword Sect elder on the Iron Crown Mountain, who had already taken a few steps, was hit hard, and his feet came to an abrupt end.

"Impossible!"

The Iron Sword Sect Elder's eyes widened, and there was only this thought in his mind. Song Yi didn't lose when he didn't have a blood magic weapon, but when he had a blood magic weapon, he was actually knocked away.

"Who'?——"

In the distance, Song Yi bounced up as if electrocuted the moment he fell. His heart fluctuated one after another, and the first thing after standing up, Song Yi was not trying to find a way to beware of Zhao Slip, but his eyes were cold, sweeping the audience, looking for the person who spoke just now.

That blow was not Zhao Slip's ability at all. Song Yi fought with him a lot, and it was absolutely impossible to see that tiny flaw with Zhao Slip's ability.

In fact, it was not a flaw at all, and even Song Yi never thought that this was still a flaw.

As long as Zhao Slip's speed is a little slower, or a little faster, then the worst result is not that he is injured, but that Zhao Slip will humiliate himself. Withstand the blow with all your might.

"Who ?—— the hell"

Song Yi's face was pale, and the murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he said sharply again.

However, the edge of the square was silent, everyone bowed their heads, and no one responded.

"Hmph, Song Yi. Can't you afford to lose?"

After the initial shock, Zhao Hua also reacted. Song Yi didn't know who was helping Lu Dao by the side, but Zhao Hua couldn't be more familiar with it.

But because of this, Zhao Hua couldn't let him find out.

"Song Yi, pick me up again!"

Zhao Slip stepped forward, and with a bang, he rushed towards Song Yi like a cannonball.

"I can't help myself!"

Song Yi's face was like frost, and his head was shocked, and the diffuse blood light once again knocked Zhao Huazhen out of the gloomy. Step on your feet. Just when Song Yi was about to "an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth", that clear voice sounded again:

"Step on Xun to advance and leave, dominate the territory ——"

"Whew!"

In mid-air, the colors were blurred, and with a bang, a cold light shot out like a dragon towards the place where the sound came from.

"Buzz!"

Between the lightning and the fire, the light and shadow flashed. A figure jumped out from behind the crowd and appeared five or six feet away in an incredible way. It was able to avoid this thunderous blow.

"Click!"

Almost at the same time, Song Yi was seized by Zhao Hua, and a "bully land" bombarded his left chest, only to hear the click, and for a while I don't know how many bones were broken in the road, and the person flew out of the road like a kite.

Da Da Da!!

Song Yi's feet fell to the ground. The blood in his throat surged, and a smell of blood rushed to his mouth. While shooting his sword at Yang Ji, he was already very careful to take precautions, but he didn't expect to be seized by Zhao Slip and bypass the light of the blood magic weapon and bombard his chest.

It is different from Zhao Hua's full resistance to being shaken back. Song Yi almost ate Zhao Slip's two attacks solidly, without any defense.

- That's the horror of the flaw attack!

"Who the hell are you?——"

At the moment when his feet fell, Song Yi ignored Zhao Hua, but looked at Yang Ji, who was standing on the sidelines and was forced out by him with a sword.

can see the flaws that even Zhao Hua can't see, and can use these flaws that are not flaws...... , this person's threat has far surpassed Zhao Hua.

And he has a feeling that Zhao Hua's "Hegemony Negative Heaven Fist" may not be inseparable from this person. Otherwise, with Zhao Hua's extremely aggressive character, it is impossible to sacrifice the attack and realize this offensive and defensive version of the "Hegemony Negative Sky Fist"!

The whole square was silent, and all eyes were on the figure standing outside the crowd, both curious and angry.

However, when they saw that person's appearance clearly, all the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were stunned.

"Disciple of the Gong!"

"It's actually a 'disciple of the Gong Transmission' who is instructing Zhao Hua!"

......

All the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect showed shocked expressions. They had thought before that it might be that the Iron Crown Faction was despicable and shameless, sending some master to lurk beside them to give guidance.

However, I didn't expect that the person who helped Zhao Hua defeat "Song Yi" was actually a "disciple of Gong Transmission" with low skills!

At this point in the game, the secret pointer was forced out of the prototype, and even Zhao Hua couldn't beat it.

- Without Yang Ji's guidance, it would be impossible for him to defeat Song Yi.

"Discovered!"

At the edge of the square, a few feet away from the crowd, Yang Ji smiled bitterly, everyone was watching, and being looked at by the crowd made him feel naked on a snowy day.

"A master of this level is indeed something that cannot be underestimated. ”

Yang Ji glanced at the sharp weapon that passed by not far away, blowing off his hair and breaking his hair, leaving only the sword hilt outside, and said secretly.

Song Yi of this Iron Sword Sect reacted too much on the spot.

Although he was already very careful, he was still recognized by Song Yi. It's just that there are two sounds, and there is no way to help "Zhao Hua" anymore.

Playing against this very different famous master, there is a feeling that it is difficult to do your best!

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

Yang Ji ignored Song Yi, turned around and saluted Zhao Hua who was not far away, and said hello. (To be continued......)