The wound on the waist of the woman in red was slowly healing, and the arm that flew out after being cut off had been inserted into the scholar's body, and the woman won another crushing victory at the cost of serious injuries.

A middle-aged fighter in the audience saw that the woman had been seriously injured, and immediately jumped on the stage, and stabbed a sword at the woman without saying a word.

While winning the third game, the woman in red also knelt on one knee on the stage, barely supporting her (shēn) body with her hands without falling.

Luo Yan looked thrilling, and his (shēn) body moved to the side for a while.

The other monks also gasped, and a few of them couldn't bear to see anyone on stage again, hoping to give her time to recover (shēn) her body.

However, there were also (yīn) people who took advantage of her weakness to jump on the competition platform again and swung their swords at him to kill, this time the woman in red barely resisted more than a dozen moves, and finally could not continue to support the body that was broken by the opponent (shēn) and fell on the stage.

Luo Yan watched the Terran fighter kill without feeling (qíng) like this, exposing the darkness of the human (xìng) again.

While he felt sorry for the woman in red, he also felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

The battle on the stage continues, and now there have been more than a dozen battles, and there is not a single fighter with a ten-game winning streak yet.

At this time, on the stage was a square-faced man who had just won his fifth victory, with a giant axe in his hand, (shēn) was strong and strong, and belonged to Li Xiu.

Just when he just picked up the magic weapon left by his predecessors, the red-robed middle-aged man of the Heavenly Demon Scorpion Clan jumped on the test platform, he directly took out the magic weapon of the ring, threw it into the air, and played a few magic tricks in his hand, the ring received instructions in the air, and began to grow larger, emitting a circle of white light waves, trapping the square-faced man in it.

The big man also pinched the magic trick in his hand, and expanded the protective light film again, resisting the slow narrowing of the light waves, and then held a giant axe to slash head-on at the red-robed middle-aged man.

The latter turned (shēn) to dodge, pushing his sword with both hands and stabbing at the opponent's protective light film.

After more than a dozen rounds, a square-faced man who was not well cared for was pierced through the heart by a fighter of the Heavenly Demon Scorpion from the back with a sword, and was destroyed, and the white villain just flew out when he was caught by a ring (tào) in the air, and then the middle-aged man in the red robe pinched it into mud.

The next eight fighters who played in a row were all killed by him one by one, and at this moment his (shēn) injuries were not light, so he took a pill in the interval.

The ninth person on the stage was a clever-faced old man, wearing a gray robe, holding a long sword glowing with green light, after coming to the stage, he did not choose to attack directly, but sprinkled a handful of beans on the stage, and then let out a true qi with one hand, and shouted softly in his mouth: "Change-".

Look at these beans one by one into tall soldiers, holding long swords in their hands, (shēn) wearing golden battle armor, and their faces are scolded

The old man's arm pushed forward, and these golden bean soldiers began to rush towards the red-robed middle-aged man.

The fighter of the Heavenly Demon Scorpion Clan hurriedly took out the ring and let the light wave above kill these bean soldiers, but these bean soldiers didn't know the pain at all, and when they were scattered, they regrouped again and continued to rush towards him, with the attack of the bean soldiers, the green long sword of the old man with a fat face also began to move.

The red-robed middle-aged man was a little overwhelmed for a while, and Ling Man was a little worried when she looked at the stone steps, she was afraid that her fighter would stop there.

Luo Yan inadvertently saw her anxiety and secretly said, "This kind of bean mutiny (shēn) won't last long, as long as your fighter can hold on to a cup of tea, there will be no problem in winning." ”

Ling Man's eyes lit up and glanced in the direction where Luo Yan was, and the voice replied, "Thank you for the hint." Then she closed her eyes and used a secret technique unique to the Heavenly Demon Scorpion Clan, hiding from everyone and passing the information to the red-robed middle-aged man.

The red robe on the stands was immediately shaken, all the offense turned into defense, and since (shēn) also walked into the circle of aperture, the magic in his hand changed, and the ring was shrunk and put on his head, and the protective light film merged with the white circle on the ring to protect the (shēn) body.

He continued to inject his true qi into the light film, and the golden bean soldiers who came in were constantly scattered by the light waves, unable to break through his protection for a while, and the green long sword could only make the light film sink into a big hole, and it could not be broken for the time being.

As time passed, the fat-faced man became a little impatient, he took a pill, and then violently sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the green sword body, and then injected almost all of his true qi.

The green sword began to tremble and hum, and the green light on its surface flooded half of the table. Then he swung forward with his sword in both hands.

At this time, the cultivation of the bearded man has skyrocketed to the early stage of transforming into a god, and the power of the sword body has increased greatly after the integration of the human sword, and it can be seen that he will be the last crazy attack, and there is a kind of posture of becoming a ghost if he is not benevolent. The afterglow of the green sword qi left white marks on the diamond countertop.

The Heavenly Demon Scorpion Clan Fighter who was defending with all his might saw the formation shown by the other party, and also used his housekeeping skill, the Blood Burning Technique, turning the whole person into a cloud of blood mist, and his cultivation also skyrocketed by one layer, and he also reached the early stage of transforming into a god.

Then he lifted his (shēn) body into the air, dodging the majestic sword qi flying from top to bottom, left and right.

The green sword qi slowly became dense on the stage like a weaving net, and it was almost forming an encirclement in the air, and at this time, the time for a cup of tea had just passed, and the bean soldiers on the ground had turned into beans again.

When the Sky Demon Scorpion Clan fighter in the air saw it, he immediately turned into an arrow from the string and rushed towards the ground, and at the same time took off the ring on his head and threw his hand at the arm of the old man with a long sword, and the blood-colored sword also rushed towards the opponent's back like a meteor chasing the moon.

The old man with a bad face felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly dodged (shēn) and returned to the sword to defend, it turned out

The green sword formation that was about to form was forced to terminate, the sword qi in the air dissipated, and a red and a green battle on the table were in one place.

The old man with a false face had already consumed a lot of true qi due to the previous control of the bean soldiers, and finally swallowed the pill to forcibly improve his cultivation, and now his (shēn) body has reached the limit of bearing.

The fighters of the Heavenly Demon Scorpion Clan have been on the defensive since they have been on the defensive, and they have taken the opportunity to recover from their previous injuries, and now they have used the blood burning operation, which is the time when their combat power is at their strongest.

Under the condition of the enemy's own long, the red-robed middle-aged man didn't want to let go of such a good opportunity, and the red sword qi like a typhoon and tsunami suddenly drowned out the green light.

In the storm, only a sound was heard, and the green long sword flew out hundreds of zhang away, followed by a frightened Yuan Infant who flew out closely, but unfortunately was still chased by a red fist from behind.

When the first fighter to win ten consecutive fights was produced, the other fighters' qíng suddenly became high, and at the moment when the red-robed middle-aged man left, two of them flew onto the competition table at the same time and started to move.

Ling Man, who was standing on the stone steps, nodded with satisfaction, and smiled as he looked in the direction where the fighter was.

Luo Yan is now standing a little farther away from the table, observing everyone's moves, silently deducing in his heart how to resolve it if he fights by himself, and he has no intention of going on stage at this time.

In the interval between the end of a battle, he turned his head to look in the direction where Mu Yan'er was, and saw that she was also looking at this side, the two nodded and smiled at each other, and continued to watch the next game.

At this time, the fighter of Gu Wen'an of the Black Phoenix Clan flew onto the test table, and his black robe was matched with the smile of the Sen, making people feel like they were in hell.

He was fought against a woman who had won six in a row, who had also been seriously injured (shēn), and he spoke obscenely about this woman.

The woman endured the hatred in her heart, and after persevering for more than fifty rounds, she finally ran out of true qi and was killed by her.

The young fighters in the audience couldn't look past it, so they went up to fight with him, and finally lost the enemy and died on the stage.

Luo Yan looked at him with disdain, and was about to go up to get rid of him, he clenched his fist and looked at Mu Yan'er, who seemed to understand his thoughts, and shook his head at him to be patient. Luo Yan bit his lip and released his fist and continued to watch.

The Black Phoenix Clan fighter soon won nine victories as well, and the tenth person who came to power was a dark-skinned middle-aged man who wielded a dark iron sword.

After the two fought for more than a dozen rounds, the black robe looked at and took out a conch-shaped magic weapon, and white skeletons flew out of it, sometimes forming a skeleton giant to assist him in attacking the middle-aged fighter, and sometimes scattering into a sea of skeleton clouds, submerging the middle-aged fighter.

The middle-aged man also took out a defensive magic weapon of no lower grade to protect the upper and lower levels of Zhou (shēn).

Seeing that he could not defeat his opponent for a while, the black-robed fighter of the Black Phoenix Clan let out a loud cry and swallowed a flying skeleton into his belly.