Yu Nuo's defeat, and the elves who came up after the elf clan were not as strong as Yu Nuo.

After Han Qiusheng defeated the five elves in a row, he also chose to admit defeat due to excessive physical wear.

Ao Ziyi, Qi Kun, and Mu Xiaoxiao are not weak, but the remaining five elves of the battle elf clan are still a little reluctant, and they are finally defeated by the last elf.

When the individual battle ends, the team battle begins, and the forces below 400 points are directly eliminated.

In the end, the forces competing for the lord of the ring were: Xihua City, which ranked first, with a score of five hundred and ninety.

Second place, Heavenly Spirit Sect, five hundred and eighty points. Third place, Qizong, 450 points. Fourth place, Black Tiger Clan, 430 points.

Two-by-two duels, team battles, and finally two forces left, the master of the ring.

Granny Black Tiger said: "In the last round of team battles, there is no need to draw lots, and the opponent is selected by the force with the first score." ”

Ao Ziyi looked at Han Qiusheng and asked, "Brother Han, what do you mean?"

Han Qiusheng's idea was to choose the Instrument Sect, but after seeing that the charm was injured by the creatures of the Black Tiger Clan, there was a subtle fluctuation in his heart.

He couldn't help but say, "Choose the Black Tiger Clan." ”

Ao Ziyi was puzzled: "Why did Brother Han choose, the overall strength of the Black Tiger Clan and the Instrument Sect is even stronger!"

Speaking of the Instrument Sect, Ao Ziyi was angry and roared in a low voice: "I want to kill the disciples of the Instrument Sect, and I will not leave any of them." ”

Judging from Ao Ziyi's expression, it is not difficult to guess that Qizong and Xihua City have a big grudge.

Han Qiusheng said: "There are only four of us, and we have a better chance of winning against the Black Tiger Clan, if we are defeated in the hands of the Instrument Sect, won't we fulfill them?"

Ao Ziyi took a deep breath to calm himself down, and said, "It's me who is too impulsive, so I'll listen to Brother Han." ”

The four of them came to the stage, and Ao Ziyi shouted: "Please come to the stage of the Black Tiger Clan to fight." ”

Watching the battle, Brother Xi sighed, "I thought that Xihua City would choose the Instrument Sect? ”

"Four people against ten people, I think it's more certain to choose the Black Tiger Clan. ”

"There is only Ao Ziyi in Xihua City, if it is planted in the hands of the Qi Sect, the old city lord will fight for his life. ”

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Wu Qingfeng was angry, these monks are not idle, and they dare to say anything when they open their mouths.

Standing up, he roared angrily: "Is it really that there is no one in Xihua City? Who is not afraid of death who is not afraid of death, and who dares to go out to the ring to fight for life and death?"

The old city lord of the ring battle, who has been here several times, has long been accustomed to the disrespectful words of these monks, and he doesn't want to say anything, he is tired of being old.

It's not that Xihua City needs its own existence, and it has long been there to live the life of idle clouds and wild cranes.

Seeing Wu Qingfeng stand up and help himself speak, he was very relieved, and pulled him to sit down.

Wu Qingfeng said angrily: "Why are you pulling me? They all talked like this, and you were still so indifferent. ”

Ao Qianyuan said with a smile: "Young and ignorant, open-mouthed, just ignore it." ”

Wu Qingfeng felt that he was there, the dog took the mouse, meddled in his affairs, crossed his hands and put them on his chest, and was angry.

After being roared by Wu Qingfeng, the monks didn't dare to be there, and they made reckless remarks, the old city lord has always had an easy-going temper, but if he really angered him, he came to Xingshi to ask for guilt, and his parents were helpless.

In the ring, the Black Tiger Clan had already come to the stage, but Ao Ziyi was absent-minded, looking at Ao Qianyuan, and he couldn't understand that his grandfather was said like this, and he had to swallow his anger like this.

Qi Kun patted it, and Ao Ziyi said on the shoulder: "The battle in the ring is important, the old city lord is doing this for you, he can block the mouth of the people for a while, but he can't block it for a hundred years, a thousand years, and ten thousand years." ”

Ao Ziyi, clenched his fists, and swore secretly, "You are old, take a good rest, and leave all matters in Xihua City to me in the future, who dares to say anything disrespectful to you, I will let him be broken into pieces." ”

Ao Ziyi calmed down, he is very eager for strength now, he wants to prove himself very much, he doesn't need to rely on Han Qiusheng, he can also become the master of the ring.

Of course, this is impossible, but it is the idea in Ao Ziyi's heart that he is too eager for strength.

Mei Zhixin, looking at Han Qiusheng thoughtfully, secretly rejoicing, and said: "Is he challenging the Black Tiger Clan for me?" It should be, otherwise, with his character, how could he be afraid of the Instrument Sect. ”

Han Qiusheng, his eyes skimmed to Mei Zhixin from time to time, and it could be seen from the facial expression that the veil was not covered, "This woman is happy." ”

The Black Tiger Clan, at the forefront, is a black tiger that is taller and stronger than the average humanoid black tiger, with two crossed scars on his chest, and a trace of evil qi is fluttering.

Qi Kun said: "His name is Hu Wei, the sixth in the Xuan List, the physical body is extreme, the Black Tiger Clan, there is a demonic power, be careful." ”

Magical power is different from spiritual magic, spiritual magic is a magic created by monks combined with spiritual power, and supernatural power is a magical ability that other living beings other than the human race have awakened congenitally.

Hu Wei said: "My Black Tiger clan disdains to cultivate battle formations, so team battles, like group battles, admit defeat when they hit the ring." ”

Hu Wei's words are in line with Han Qiusheng's meaning, the battle array is too powerful, and in the general situation of quicksand city, Han Qiusheng can only decisively admit defeat.

Ao Ziyi said, "Leave it to me Huwei." The three of them looked at Ao Ziyi in some surprise.

Ao Ziyi ignored the surprised gazes of the three people, and did not make any excuses, walked forward slowly, walked out of a hundred meters, and said, "Hu Wei, do you dare to fight?"

Hu Wei sneered, "Ao Ziyi, what other skills do you have besides being able to draw talismans?" I thought it would be Han Qiu who was born to fight with me, but since you are so self-conscious, I will fulfill you." ”

The black light surged with a strong evil aura, and Hu Wei rushed towards Ao Ziyi.

The wordless white charm is floating, Ao Ziyi is handed, painting the beast spirit pen, the white hair ink on the tip of the pen flows, if the clouds are frightened, the white fu is painted.

The tiger rushed to the front, Ao Ziyi approached, the tiger claw extended, grabbed it with one claw, Ao Ziyi pointed out the Fu Cheng with one stroke, and let out the roaring sound of a hundred beasts.

Black Dragon, White Lion, Purple Panther, Wild Bull, Gray Wolf, Mammoth Colossus, Blue-horned Rhinoceros,.................................。

All the beasts came out together, and the phantom of the hundred beasts blocked the tiger's claws, and the tiger screamed, the muscles bulged, and the claw force was even more severe.

Ao Ziyi, the waves are not alarmed, he paints with a pen, the shadow of the beast is solidified, and the sound of the roar of the beast becomes a roar, as if expressing Ao Ziyi, and his heart is unhappy.

Tiger Wei, the evil qi erupted, turned into a dark demon tiger behind him, standing on all fours, the dark demon tiger seemed to be alive, did not attack, but surrounded, Ao Ziyi around the rune paper for a week.

Ao Ziyi was stared at by the Demon Tiger, and he was inevitably a little nervous in his heart, for fear that the Demon Tiger would suddenly attack.

The corners of Hu Wei's mouth curved a crescent-shaped arc, and a tiger roared shockingly.

Ao Ziyi was disturbed by the roar of the tiger, his heart was a little messy, his arms trembled slightly, and the momentum of painting beasts was slow.

Hu Wei took advantage of the situation to erupt, and the evil qi flowed back into his right arm, and above the tiger claw, the white tiger claw rendered a layer, black evil qi.

The phantom of the beast was shattered, the spirit rune fell, Ao Ziyi's body flew upside down for dozens of meters, the tiger shook the tiger's claws, and the blood fell to the ground.

Ao Ziyi stood up with his hands on the ground, his cloak spreading, there were five wounds on his chest, and the wounds of the bones were visible, and the blood was constantly flowing.

Qi Kun and Mu Xiaoxiao shouted at the same time: "Ziyi, Brother Ziyi." ”

Ao Ziyi waved his hand and smiled, and said, "It's okay, I can still fight." ”

The two wanted to rush over, but Han Qiusheng said something that made the two stop, "You go to help him, you are trampling on his self-esteem and making him give it a go." ”

Ao Ziyi turned his head and nodded and smiled at Han Qiusheng, turned his head to look at Hu Wei, and picked up the beast spirit pen that fell on the ground.

A mouthful of spiritual blood spit on the pen, drawing the beast spirit pen, exuding a rich blood, wordless white talisman flew out, and Ao Ziyi drew with a pen.

Hu Wei said: "I really want to be bloody!" A tiger roared, trying to disturb, Ao Ziyi painted.

Ao Ziyi closed his eyes, turned a deaf ear, had no distractions, and walked the dragon and snake, and the beast shadow on the white charm was blessed by spiritual blood, which was blood-red.

Hundreds of spirit runes are just five breaths of time, and the hundred spirit runes are all in the same beast shape, and when it comes to drawing here, Ao Ziyi is a little powerless.

Once again, a mouthful of spiritual blood came out, as the finishing touch, and a hundred spiritual runes were combined into one.

A hellish demon crawled out of the spirit rune, with six wings on its back, two horns on its head, and a blood-colored scythe in its hand, smiling evilly, exuding the aura of cultivation that had just entered the spiritual realm.

Glancing at the hell demon, Hu Wei's heart was shocked, and he felt a sense of crisis, and his hands were sealed, and he said: "Evil energy, dark spell seal." ”

The evil aura permeated the body, turning into a road, bat marks, tiger claws merged, the bat marks disappeared, and a larger bat mark appeared twenty meters above the ring.

Hu Wei jumped forward, pressed the tiger's palm, and the bat mark smashed down towards the hell demon.

Ao Ziyi, who raised it weakly, drew the beast spirit pen, and said: "Hell messenger, the demon asks for his life." ”

The Hell Demon, swinging the scythe in his hand, faced the bat mark, and the moment it collided, the spiritual power rippled, and spread for a while.

Ao Qianyuan smiled with relief: "Child, grandfather can't accompany you for a lifetime, this ordeal is your growth, it's just a journey, and you still need to walk on your own road in the future." ”

Wu Qingfeng thought about it for a while, understood the old city lord's good intentions, and let the malicious words of the monks present stimulate Ao Ziyi's fighting spirit and potential.

Spiritual power ripples, continuous diffusion, bat marks, cracks everywhere, Hu Wei, scolded "bastard", a mouthful of spiritual blood spit out, integrated into the bat mark, and the cracks were repaired.

Hu Wei was forced to compete with spiritual magic techniques, giving up the advantage of physical strength.

The Hell Demon has been blessed by two mouthfuls of spiritual blood, and its power is already at the top of the inferior spiritual arts, although Hu Wei's divine power is strong, but his spiritual power is not as good as Ao Ziyi.

Spitting out a mouthful of spiritual blood and blessing it on the bat mark can't make up for the gap between spiritual powers.

The bat mark began to crack again, and Hu Wei was furious, and another spirit blood spit out, but it still didn't help.

The demon of hell, the evil smile was even more wanton, a scythe slashed, broke through the bat mark, and came to Hu Wei, another scythe.

Hu Wei, roared angrily, "black striped beast body", the already black fur became blacker, and there were stripes, ripples flowing.

Mobilizing the strength of his whole body, he slammed into the sickle with a punch, and with a "bang", the air exploded, and Hu Wei fell into the ring, smashing out a semi-circular pit.

Ao Ziyi's spiritual power was exhausted, and he walked with difficulty, where Hu Wei fell.

Hu Wei was covered with scars, and a trace of black blood flowed out, he walked out of the pit and looked at Ao Ziyi, and scolded "bastard".

Ao Ziyi said with a smile: "I really don't have any skills except for drawing talismans, but it's enough to defeat you." ”

Hu Wei was no longer able to fight, afraid of the madman in front of him, so he spit out a mouthful of spiritual blood and said, "I admit defeat." ”

Ao Ziyi's injuries were more serious than Hu Wei's, and he came here with the support of a will, and after hearing the words "I admit defeat", he fell down with a satisfied smile.