The third competition has already started for a while, and there is really no movement in the ring, which provokes a lot of discussion from the audience.

"This Jian Wuya and Dongmen Wushu have been in the ring for a while, neither fighting nor talking, what does this mean?"

"Could it be that the two of them have a relationship in private?"

"I don't even dare to compete in any friendship, isn't that the one?"

"Which one?"

"That's the pull.."

"Oh oh, that, don't you say that although this Dongmen Wushu is a little smaller, it is quite cute, and I can't see that this sword is boundless but likes this tune?"

The crazy words in the audience gradually spread, and even some good people directly opened their voices and asked if there was any unclear relationship between the two in the ring, and the sword Wuya in the ring turned a deaf ear and did not respond in the slightest.

Jian Wuya looked at his opponent, the reason why he hadn't made a move until now was entirely because his opponent was not ready, and Jian Wuya was unwilling to win, so he had to wait.

And Dongmen Wushu still looked cowering, looking at Jian Wuya, he was a little worried, such a cute and timid young man, he was really a little difficult to be heavy-handed. But this little boy's strength is not weak.

Dongmen Wushu actually didn't want to fight Jian Wuya, although he had only met Jian Wuya once, but he knew that Jian Wuya was a good person, at least better than those who mocked him on weekdays, so he didn't want to hurt Jian Wuya, but this martial arts grandfather confessed to himself that he had to win...

"That.. Sword.. Sword Hero please. ”

Deciding to defeat the opponent quickly, Dongmen Wushu raised his palm with all his strength, and the powerful palm wind instantly hit his face, which made Jian Wuya surprised, and immediately avoided this palm in an instant. And the palm qi issued by Dongmen Wushu directly hit the ring, and immediately left a palm print several meters deep in the ring!

Jian Wuya's eyes were a little solemn, he underestimated the little boy in front of him too much, although he knew that he was not weak, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

"Young Master Yan, I underestimate you. ”

Jian Wuya's hand holding the sword was raised, and his body was accompanied by several sharp sword qi at the same time to the east gate Wushu, the east gate Wushu moved, skillfully avoiding the attack of the sword boundless, and the backhand was a palm: "I'm sorry, sword hero, I... I.. I don't really want to hurt you, but... But I have to beat you!"

At the end of these words, Dongmen Wushu's voice was a little ruthless, and his originally immature and lovely face was also a little terrifying, and he was a little puzzled when he saw Jian Wuya.

After a struggle, Jian Wuya stepped back a few feet and asked Dongmen Wushu: "Why do you have to apologize? This is the ring of the competition, you and I will inevitably get injured in the competition, although I can see that it is not your intention to participate in this competition, but since you have stood in this ring, don't think about it too much, and show your strength to prove to those who think you are weak and pitiful, you are not a weak!"

Jian Wuya shouted softly, the cold light on the sword was colder than that, the original light Qingyun swordsmanship added a bit more powerful in Jian Wuya's hand, and between the sword moves, it can be seen that his fighting spirit was high, and the forced Dongmen Wushu had to take out all his strength to fight, and several heavy palms hit Jian Wuya, and the two were fighting again.

And in the VIP seat, Dongmen Yaori looked at Dongmen Wushu, who was inseparable from the sword in the ring, and hated that iron could not become steel, and he had spent so much effort on this grandson, but he couldn't even take the disciple who had just entered the Heng Cangyu Sect for less than a year.

What a scrap!

seemed to be aware of the gaze of the east gate of the east gate, and the east gate wushu in the ring looked up, just in front of his grandfather's disgusted eyes like looking at waste, and suddenly his mind was confused, and he was stabbed in the abdomen by a sword of the sword.

"Are you distracted during the competition?"

Jian Wuya looked at Dongmen Wushu who was kneeling on the ground and covering his abdomen, his expression was indescribably aggrieved, if he hadn't collected the sword in time just now, if this sword had been implemented, Dongmen Wushu would have been unable to save his life.

But even so, at this moment, Dongmen Wushu is already seriously injured, and it may be difficult to fight again...

Jian Wuya looked at Dongmen Wushu and suggested, "If you really don't want to continue, then admit defeat." ”

"I... I can't lose.. Can't lose...."

Ignoring the wound in the abdomen, Dongmen Wushu got up again, but his eyes were extremely crazy, and he was very surprised to see the sword Wuya!

"Yikes!"

With a burst of shouts, Dongmen Wushu exercised, his whole body exuded a violent aura, and his eyes began to overflow with blood, looking very terrifying, without waiting for Jian Wuya's reaction, a quick claw left three bloody scratches on Jian Wuya's face!

"You..."

Jian Wuya looked at Dongmen Wushu like a fierce beast, his mood was heavy, he didn't know what kind of evil skill this was, but he could be sure that the opponent in front of him had lost his mind, and some were just beasts that tore through their prey.

There was another beast roar, and Dongmen Wushu frantically attacked Jian Wuyan, pounced, bitten, and grabbed, without a trace of moves at all, but the power and speed were indeed far above Jian Wuyan, forcing Jian Wuyan to counterattack and defend.

No, if you continue like this, you will definitely lose!

The sword was retracted and sheathed, and the sword was ready to be launched, only to wait for the orc in front of him to approach, and hit with one blow.

At the moment when Dongmen Wushu climbed into the attack range, Jun Yujian was unsheathed again, and the cyan streamer flashed, leaving a shocking sword mark on Dongmen Wushu's chest!

"Oh woo!"

Dongmen Wushu howled in pain, and the blood and tears in his eyes flowed even more fiercely, but it was fierce, and he rushed towards Jian Wuya regardless of his injuries!

"There is no book at the east gate! You are sober up, if you continue like this, you will lose too much blood and die!"

For the call of the sword boundless, Dongmen Wushu was as if he had not heard it, at this moment he seemed to be a hungry beast, no matter what kind of injury he received, he must taste the blood and flesh of the prey, otherwise he will never let go.

In the face of the crazy offensive, Jian Wuya subconsciously retracted the sword and wanted to use the sword again, but it stopped at the moment when the sword was unsheathed.

No, if you hit another sword, you will definitely die without a book at the east gate...

Just when Dongmen Wushu pounced on Jian Wuyan and was about to bite off his neck, three figures rushed out of the VIP seat like lightning, and between the lightning and flint, Dongmen Wushu was restrained.

After a moment of astonishment, Jian Wuya only saw the golden Martial Emperor pushing Dongmen Wushu's head to the ground and couldn't break free. And Dongmen Yaori sent a fatal palm towards his grandson, but he was forcibly stopped by Heng Cangyu and stopped at a place where he did not fall a foot away from the East Gate Wushu Tianling.

"He's your grandson, are you crazy?"

Heng Cangyu was very annoyed with a shock, shaking the East Gate Yao Ri a few feet away, if he hadn't noticed the killing intent in the eyes of the East Gate Yao Ri in time, this pink-clothed young man would probably have died in the hands of his grandfather.