The death of the black fat young man completely detonated the hatred between the two squads, and the eyes of both sides looking at each other were full of murderous intent!

At present, one person in the Blood Demon Squad has been abolished, the captain has been seriously injured, and one person has died!

And the Flame Wolf Squad has only one person seriously injured,

Song Xuezhou stood in the ring with a calm face, without the slightest excitement of killing the opponent on his face, silently watching the people of the Blood Demon Squad, and carried the body of the black fat young man down.

He waited quietly, the next opponent of the Blood Demon Squad appeared, the previous battle with the black fat youth, the time from beginning to end was very short, only a dozen breaths of time, and the consumption of Gang Qi was almost negligible.

The next person to appear in the Blood Demon Squad was another young man in the middle of the second stage of metamorphosis, this man was a sturdy man, a burly and tall man, wearing a gray shoulder, bronzed skin, and bare lumpy muscles raised high.

From the appearance alone, it can be seen that this person is a flesh warrior, his face is full of thick beards, and his bare arms are also covered with fine hair, like a majestic gorilla.

Song Xuezhou frowned slightly when he saw this person on the field, knowing that it would be a hard battle next.

After the burly young man came on the field, he didn't have any words, like a fierce beast, and rushed directly towards Song Xuezhou, his majestic body, the distance was still more than a zhang, and a brutal aura approached Song Xuezhou.

Follow. The burly young man's powerful punch hit Song Xuezhou's head directly, without too much fancy, nor with fast speed, only the strength was extremely strong.

Song Xuezhou's eyes were slightly condensed, and his arms were slightly raised while flashing sideways. The folding fan in his hand pointed at the throat of the burly young man.

The burly young man didn't dodge, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and his other hand grabbed Song Xuezhou's wrist directly.

With a "snap", the folding fan in Song Xuezhou's hand accurately hit the throat of the burly young man, piercing the protection of Gangqi, but failed to break the skin of the burly young man, only leaving several blood spots on his throat.

Song Xuezhou was slightly stunned, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good, the other party obviously practiced some kind of hard qigong, and hurriedly retreated.

Unexpectedly, the wrist holding the folding fan was instantly grabbed by the other party's big hand, and he couldn't get out of it.

Song Xuezhou's own strength is not great, and the moment his wrist is caught, it means that he has lost the possibility of dodging, and with his current strength, he is powerless to break free. In desperation, he bent his legs slightly, jumped up two feet in an instant, and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen with both legs, trying to force the opponent to let go, so as to widen the distance.

Song Xuezhou's strain speed is not fast, since the other party has cultivated hard qigong, majoring in strength and skin membrane, he must be weak in qi, and the tempering of internal organs must also be extremely weak.

Moreover, his cultivation is already one order higher than the other party, even if the opponent's physical body can withstand his stabbing blows, his viscera will definitely not be able to withstand his full kick.

However, the burly young man's actions once again surprised Song Xuezhou.

The burly young man still didn't dodge, and let Song Xuezhou's feet kick on his lower abdomen, the burly young man let out a muffled snort, but he grabbed Song Xuezhou's wrist in his hand, without the slightest intention of letting go.

Such a simple and rough fight not only surprised Song Xuezhou, but also surprised everyone in the stands.

However, everyone can see that the burly young man's approach is indeed extremely effective, if Song Xuezhou, a scholar who bursts chrysanthemums, surrounds him to make a move, maybe the next person to be exposed to chrysanthemums is the burly young man.

After all. Song Xuezhou just performed a bloody and rude battle of popping chrysanthemums, a lesson from the past, the memory is still fresh, and the blood stains on the ring. It's not dry yet!

And the young man of Kuiwu is full of hard qigong. But no matter how hard the qigong is, it is impossible for him to practice the chrysanthemum hard, once the chrysanthemum is exploded, the ending will not be too far from the black and fat youth.

What's more, the burly young man's own cultivation is one level lower than Song Xuezhou's, and his speed is also a huge gap compared to Song Xuezhou's, so it is better to use Song Xuezhou's ignorance that he has hard qigong at the beginning, and unexpectedly restrict Song Xuezhou's actions in order to rely on his hard qigong. With Song Xuezhou's hand-to-hand combat, there is hope of victory.

Song Xuezhou's face changed slightly, after all, he was a martial artist who majored in gangqi, and a martial artist who majored in physical body was obviously at a great loss, and the other party had hard qigong.

But now that Song Xuezhou has no choice, the folding fan at this time is useless, his mind moved slightly, and the folding fan with condensed qi disappeared in his hand.

At the moment when Song Xuezhou's legs landed, the burly young man's powerful punch had already hit him in the chest, and he hurriedly raised his hand to spread the opponent's arm, and at the same time bent his knees into the opponent's lower crotch, trying to force the opponent to let go.

The burly young man's cruel smile was put away, and he grabbed Song Xuezhou's wrist and raised it hard, Song Xuezhou's figure was vigorously pulled to the side and flew out, and a blow to the crotch naturally couldn't work.

At this moment, Song Xuezhou is obviously extremely passive, his strength is not as strong as the other party, if he is entangled in this way, it will be difficult for him to win, and he may even be killed on the spot by the other party with brute force and brutality.

Song Xuezhou's mind was spinning, his eyes moved slightly, he reached out and wiped it from his waist, and the flashing blue light of the mysterious moon blade appeared in his hand, he held the middle of the chain, raised his hand and flicked it, and the two moon blades instantly shot towards the other party's head.

When the burly young man saw the moon blade, he naturally knew the power of the poison, his heart was frightened, and his complexion changed instantly, although his hard qigong could block the killing of the moon blade, but he couldn't block the poison on the blade, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly let go and retreated.

And Song Xuezhou also got rid of the entanglement of the burly young man.

This scene was obviously unexpected by everyone, and they didn't expect that the poisonous moon blade that Song Xuezhou picked up just now had become a bargaining chip for him to turn the tables at this moment, and even Fan Sicong in the stands was stunned.

And the people of the Blood Demon Squad are ugly and gloomy, this is the weapon of the black and fat youth, but now it is used by the enemy to deal with their own people, the key is the poison above, they have no antidote, and after being poisoned, they can only be forced out of the body with gangqi.

However, although the burly young man has a strong flesh membrane, the moon blade is also a carefully crafted artifact, and it is not difficult to break through his membrane and cut out the wound.

The most terrible thing is that the burly young man's aura is extremely mixed, once he is highly poisonous, he can't suppress it on his own, let alone fight for life and death!

The instantaneous reversal of the situation in the field made Gong Lin and the others breathe a sigh of relief at the same time, in the past three years, Song Xuezhou's hard work in cultivation, they all saw it in their eyes, and they all knew that he was extremely self-blaming in his heart, and he rarely spoke, which was somewhat similar to Luo Qiao'er, and everyone could do nothing!

Unless he avenges Li Jun in the future, it may be possible to untie the knot, but Zhuang Yuanrui is a strong man in the Chaoyuan Realm, and with Ziyang Mountain in front of him, how difficult it is to take revenge!

Moreover, Li Jun did not die, in the first year of Li Jun's disappearance, everyone in the Flame Wolf Squad had a trace of such fantasies!

However, as time passes, three years have passed, and this thought has almost disappeared.

Therefore, Song Xuezhou has become indifferent now, his shots have become ruthless, and his personality has become a little extreme.

At this moment, Song Xuezhou in the field, holding the highly poisonous mystical moon blade in both hands, his face was still calm and indifferent at any time, but an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and he looked up at the burly young man.

The burly young man withdrew a few feet with a frightened face, he naturally knew his own shortcomings, and for Song Xuezhou at this moment, if he insisted on fighting, he would definitely die!

The burly young man couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Blood Demon Captain, but the Blood Demon Captain was expressionless, without any signal, his face suddenly turned a little pale, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he fell into a dilemma for a while!

Song Xuezhou didn't wait for him to make a decision, now that the two sides are like fire and water, how can they let each other go, the other party's hard qigong is really beyond his expectations, if there is no poisonous moon blade, he has a ninety percent chance at the moment, and the other party has already died.

The moon blade and the folding fan are short-handed at the same time, and you don't need any skills at the moment, just cut through the opponent's skin!

Song Xuezhou's legs were strong, holding the poisonous moon blade, and his body rushed towards the burly young man as fast as lightning!

The burly young man's face was terrified, he was extremely afraid of the poisonous moon blade, he knew that the captain meant to fight him to the death, even if he couldn't kill Song Xuezhou, he would be severely injured!

Although he didn't want to die, he knew better that if he admitted defeat, the result after returning could be several times more miserable than dying in the ring!

He has been forced to a dead end, and the frightened look on his face has also turned into fierce, now there is only one way to live, even if he is poisoned, he must kill the opponent as quickly as possible, he has a chance of survival!

The burly young man thought of this, his pale face showed a crazy look, stopped his retreat, and resolutely rushed towards Song Xuezhou.

At the approaching moment, Song Xuezhou waved the moon blade in his hand and hit the burly young man's chest, a trace of hesitation flashed in the burly young man's eyes, but it was replaced in an instant, and he rushed straight over without dodging or dodging, wanting to entangle Song Xuezhou again, and kill him with brute force as soon as possible, as long as the killing speed was fast enough, he would have someone else to help him expel the poison after he went back.

Song Xuezhou's eyes were cold, knowing that the other party was desperate to pull him on his back, he stepped on the table violently, his body retreated backwards, and at the same time, a moon blade in his hand flew out.

"Bang!" hit the burly young man's chest, only cutting a small wound of less than three inches, and at the same time, the force of the moon blade's blow also made him pause, and he almost lost the opportunity to entangle Song Xuezhou again.

The burly young man's face was suddenly full of despair, there is only one chance, if he misses it, he will only die, he didn't catch Song Xuezhou, and he wanted to catch up with him at his speed, it was just a fool's dream!

The wound on his chest immediately began to become black, and quickly spread around, looking down at the black wound on his chest, his face became dead, and he directly gave up the idea of continuing to fight, there was no chance of winning, and it would be in vain to continue to compare.

"I throw in the towel!"

The burly young man opened his mouth and said angrily, glared at Song Xuezhou angrily, turned around and walked back to the Blood Demon Squad, his only chance to survive now is to find the captain to help him expel the poison, I hope the captain will see that he has done his best to help him expel the poison, otherwise he will definitely die!

Song Xuezhou is not chasing, the other party has already admitted defeat, and it will be a foul to pursue again, and the referee will also stop it, which makes no sense.