Nanzhou finally ushered in a rain today, which is the first rain of the year.

The mountain rain is faint and dripping, and the sky is slightly gloomy.

Obviously, it was still a bright moon and stars last night, but it rained hazy and light rain this morning, which no one could have imagined.

Spring breeze people, summer rain and rain people.

It's summer now, which makes people feel comfortable, but there are also a very few people who are depressed.

The Jiangling Bucket is still held, and this little rain is nothing to the cultivators.

Not surprisingly, the final winner will be decided in the first and third games today.

The back mountain is not muddy, but it is also difficult to walk on the mountain road, but the people who watch the battle of Jiangling are still crowded.

All kinds of oil-paper umbrellas and hats add a touch of artistic conception to the Jiangling Dadou on rainy days.

"The battle begins. "In the four venues, the four high monks announced at the same time with the voice of the blood soul.

The crowd cheered, louder in the rain.

There are less than 20 players in both the first and third games, and as long as there is no delay in the middle of the game for too long, the last person will definitely be decided in these two venues before the unitary time.

Today is the ninth day, the Jiangling Dou is gradually coming to an end, although the next three days will be rested, but there is still the tide of the Tianxiang River as a look, all over the world, in addition to the major forces, there are countless people in the rivers and lakes rushing to the tide eye, waiting for the tide to come.

A field.

The first five games were almost all duels in the same realm, and almost all of them ended the competition with a stick of incense.

There is no martial green realm in the first field itself, and there are mostly red and yellow realms.

The sixth is finally here!

"The flowers are warm and fragrant, the flowers are warm and fragrant...... Bimu Sect, Bi Mu Sect ......" There are shouts inside and outside the field, Hua Wenxiang has become famous in the first field these days, it is obviously a red realm but it is strong and unreasonable, and the bright red gas has long been deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

The shouts and cheers of the former are obviously higher than those of the latter, and the flowers are not from any force, and it is not easy to have such a reputation.

Gao Liangchang is ruthless, and he has long been notorious in the first field, although he is from the Bimu Sect, he is not enough to be relied on.

When the two came on stage, they were both smiling, one smiling and the other sneering.

"Let's go. Zu Yang shouted.

The two of them shot almost at the same time, and in an instant they came to the center of the ring, and the two fists collided, and Gao Liang's mouth pouted with a sinister smile, "Wild monkey, I will let you die a miserable death today." ”

He didn't care about Dadou's ranking at all now, he just wanted Hua Wenxiang to be humiliated to death.

Both sides belong to martial arts, and they keep changing fists, Hua Wenxiang said lightly: "I won't kill you, only abolish you." ”

The fist of the Crimson Realm hit the fist of the Ying Orange Realm, and it was not light at all.

In the Demon Breaking Ridge, in the back of the Woohoo, the life and death struggle all the way out of the forest, Hua Wenxiang's experience is the sword tempering that hangs by a thread.

The matchmaker told him to press the realm, and he pressed the realm, but the matchmaker didn't know that he could press a realm so dead and so stable, as if he didn't break the mirror again, and the red qi in his body would break through the body and burst out.

When he was in the Root Fruit Forest, he was already in the Crimson Realm.

Gao Liang punched Hua Wenxiang on the left side of the face, and the latter, who didn't know the pain, punched the bridge of the opponent's nose.

Hurt again.

Gao Liang, whose physique is far inferior to the warm fragrance of flowers, can't bear the pain even if he is in Yingcheng Realm, covering his bleeding nose, and the picture of being humiliated in the restaurant last time rushed into his mind again.

"Wild monkey, you really damn it. Gao Liang gritted his teeth.

Hua Wenxiang spat out a mouthful of blood, "You are the most wasteful Ying Orange Realm I have ever seen." ”

Gao Liang's momentum changed suddenly, and his fists were wide open, which was completely different from the formation just now.

He can't beat Bimuzong's set of boxing methods, he only learned a little fur, these days of continuous boxing can make some boxing moves, he regrets that he didn't practice boxing well on weekdays, otherwise he practiced this set of boxing methods, and there would be nothing to do with that Li Qingyuan in the sect.

Hua Wenxiang didn't care about the fist of wishes, and rushed up, and the rain hit him, slowly dyeing the bright red gas yellow.

One step into Xuanhuang, break the mirror on the spot!

He wanted to wait until the tide of the Tianxiang River to break the mirror, but he couldn't hold it back.

After a moment of silence in the field, it reached a boiling point in an instant.

Gao Liang snorted coldly and rushed up.

Hua Wenxiang punched Gao Liang in the abdomen, and the latter directly spit out a mouthful of bitter water, and he was hit in the face again by Gao Liang, not painful or itchy, but the fist was indeed much harder than just now.

The two exchanged more than ten punches, Hua Wenxiang's fists became heavier and heavier, Gao Liang, who had never been beaten so badly, couldn't bear the pain, the more his fists were hit, the softer he became, his face was already blue and swollen, and some places in his abdomen and chest were also in severe pain.

After the mirror was broken, it was only the Xuanhuang Realm, why was the fist so hard?

The more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became, and now his mind was full of resentment and jealousy.

He wanted to distance himself, but the other party bit him and wouldn't let go.

He forgot the oath he had made before the tournament and wanted to humiliate the other party to death.

He wanted to shout out to admit defeat, but he couldn't open his mouth.

He was really in pain all over his body, it hurt!

After Hua Wenxiang punched a hundred punches, Gao Liang couldn't bear the pain anymore, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back, so he sat directly on the ground with a few steps.

Hua Wenxiang staggered, and an elbow slammed directly into Gao Liang's abdomen, and then an antelope horn directly broke his right arm.

Gao Liang screamed in pain, blood spurting from his mouth, staining his neck and front of his shirt red.

The rain fell on him, and it stained a large area of the ring red, and the scene was very bloody.

Hua Wenxiang is careful and kind, but he is not a person of great mercy, the other party wants to treat him to death, and it should be very merciful to abolish the other party.

This kind of person who relies on the strength of the sect to do evil should be killed from the world.

It's a good one-person room, but it's all made miserable by these damn people.

Hua Wenxiang kicked away Gao Liang's left arm, which was covering his right arm, and smashed it down with a punch, and the sound of broken bones could be heard clearly.

Gao Liang's hands were abolished, tears were already in pain, and the blood and soul qi dissipated on their own, "Kill me, kill me!"

He had even forgotten to shout to admit defeat, or he would not shout those three words until he died.

As a child of a big sect, there is still some dignity.

He didn't want to endure this heart-rending pain anymore, and began to ask Hua Wenxiang to give him a good time.

On the stands, all the spectators under the illusion map were a little unbearable, this Gao Liang was obviously so brutal before, shouldn't he deserve to end up like this?

However, Hua Wenxiang is indeed several times more cruel than the previous Gao Liang.

Moreover, didn't he know that the other party was from the Bimu Sect, and he had actually done things to such a point.

Most of the spectators were a little worried that Hua Wenxiang would be retaliated against by the Bimu Sect in the future.

Hua Wenxiang turned a deaf ear to Gao Liang's request for death, and broke his legs with his right fist, and then punched the floor on the side of his head, and said with a smile: "It's really interesting to torture people, I can understand your feelings now, but I don't know if you understand the feeling of being tortured." ”

Gao Liang is a person who cultivates immortals, and although his body is in great pain, he will not faint.

Seeing that Gao Liang didn't speak in pain, Hua Wenxiang said again: "I think you should understand." ”

Then he kicked Gao Liang, who was lying on the ground, and flew under the ring.

At this step, Gao Liang's ribs were broken a few times.

"Flower Wenxiang wins. Zu Yang announced with a blood soul transmission.

The old monk shook his head helplessly and muttered, "This is probably the karmic reincarnation of Buddhism." ”

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B Venue.

Not long ago, Bai Heshi of Medicine Valley lost to a veiled woman who was also in the Martial Green Realm, Lin Xi.

At the end of the big fight, another Wu Lujing appeared, and now the psychology of all the spectators is beyond words.

This year's Jiangling Dadou is so wonderful!

Everyone seems to have seen the scenes of the rivers and lakes in the next few decades, and they are destined to be chaotic rivers and lakes where geniuses rise.

When the time comes, the heroes will rise together, and the world will rise major forces, which is not exciting.

In the stands, Yang Jiaxing advised: "You have seen it, when the time comes, you just wait and see, don't hold on." ”

For the first time, Yang Yan didn't quarrel with his uncle Yang Jiaxing, "Got it." ”

Field C.

"Game 9, start. ”

Luo Bei and Di Bai played at the same time, the two sides hugged each other's fists, and the two said a few words in private, never thinking that they would meet again in the ring.

Two beautiful men who seem to be immortals stand on the stage, and it is enough to be eye-catching if they don't compete.

In the stands, the women holding flower umbrellas actually put away the oil-paper umbrellas and let the rain hit them.

The umbrella eaves block people's vision, which is too annoying.

The women began to shout, not cheering for either side, but begging the two men not to slap their faces, if such a good face was hurt, they would be distressed.

This man who can grow into such a good man in the world is still hard to find with a lantern after all.

But now there are two of them at once!

Luo Bei is also a little popular in the C field, but more of them are from women.

The men in the stands kept their faces straight and didn't speak, and these women ran to the embarrassment of Jiangling Dadou as if they had never seen a man.

In the ring, the two of them were entangled in blood and soul qi at the same time, one yellow and one green.

Luo Bei pulled out the spirit sword Ji Yue, and his white right hand condensed the martial green long sword.

Only one sword, if the gap is too big, he will directly use the secret technique, Luo Bei is thoughtful, he doesn't want to be directly defeated by Dien, and he doesn't even have the strength to fight back.

The dark white is two realms higher than Luo Bei, so the other party takes the lead.

The two swords clashed, and the dim white directly knocked Luo Bei back a few steps, and the martial green blood soul sword followed closely and stabbed up.

The two swords kept colliding and slowly warmed up, and Luo Bei gradually couldn't parry. Sword intent and swordsmanship are not as good as the other party.

Gloom stopped attacking and stepped back, "If you have anything to press the bottom of the box, you'd better take it out quickly, otherwise you'll lose a pity." ”

The two stopped fighting, and the women in the stands let out a sigh of relief.

Luo Bei looked at the pale rain under the rain, "Thank you, you have to be careful next." ”

Luo Beiwei's hand with the sword was clenched into a fist and smashed it into his heart, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out directly from his mouth, and the young man didn't notice it at all, slowly closed his eyes, listened to the sound of the rain, and felt the nature of all things.

The hearts of the women in the stands, who had just sunk, rose to their throats again.

The spirit sword Ji Yue in Luo Bei's hand faintly gave birth to a three-foot sword qi, and when the young man opened his eyes again, his eyes had turned golden.

Di Bai narrowed his eyes, dispersed the Blood Soul Sword in his hand, and then took out a white-sheathed long sword from Loucang Jade.

The scabbard fell to the ground, and the pale vanished into thin air.

(End of chapter)