In the blink of an eye, half a decade has passed, and today is the sixth day of the Jiangling Fight.

The ring on this side of the martial arts arena was repaired by the monks of Xuanyun Temple last night.

It is not easy for Hua Wenxiang to persist in a red realm until now, he is one of the few remaining crimson realms in today's big fight, and now he is not small in the first field, giving people the feeling that it is six words, with great strength and hard fists.

Almost all of the people who fought against him were power-type, but every time they lost completely, one of them was Naying Orange Realm Martial Arts, and Hua Wenxiang constantly exchanged punches on the field.

The difference between the two realms, a papier-mâché Ying Orange realm that has not long broken the mirror, and a crimson realm that strives to suppress the broken mirror.

As said on the rivers and lakes, below the Wulu Realm, there are really not a few cases of cross-border crushing.

As for the above Wulu Realm, the difference between one realm is the difference between cloud and mud.

Hua Wenxiang used his fist as a boxing fight, and every time he punched, his fist had to be heavier by one point, and the opponent's Ying Orange Realm protective body qi would be broken at will.

The two exchanged punches in the ring, and it was okay for Hua Wenxiang to take a punch, but the martial artist of the Ying Orange Realm couldn't stand the pain more and more.

In the end, Hua Wenxiang beat the opponent with a fist and won the game.

Although Gao Liang's qualifications in the sect are not obvious, after all, he grew up in the Zongzi Mountain since he was a child, and the time, place and people are much better than ordinary people, plus the evil in the past few days and nights has made up for the secret methods in the sect, and now his strength should not be underestimated.

The two biggest threats on the side of Field A have been eliminated, Zhao Yuan and Xiao Qiangxu are disqualified from the competition, and the other is dead.

At the end of the battle that day, Zhao Yuan killed Xiao Qiangxu with a half-immortal soldier in his hand, and it spread throughout Yunzhong County, and everyone had different opinions, setting off a heated discussion.

This woman's arrogant and ruthless posture once again sat firmly in people's hearts.

Zhao Yuan is now recuperating from his injuries in Zhao Chang's private house, and his blood and soul qi are almost dead.

The old worshipper of the Quanyun faction committed suicide on the spot, and he was killed.

The world is dark, the Quanyun faction is weak, and it is obviously the wronged party, but afterwards it is hoped that King Shangyi will not trouble them.

The four most powerful people in Field B are Yang Yan, Zhao Chang, the prince of the world, Bai Heshi of Yaogu, and Lin Xi who covers his face with a veil.

C Venue.

There is a wonderful duel today, Qingzong Dibai vs. the prince Zhao Shenghan.

There were cheers inside and outside the stadium, and under the illusion next to the C court, the crowd was the most dense.

In the ring, the two clasped their fists with each other.

Then two extremely thick wisps of blood and soul qi rose, one green and one orange.

Zhao Shenghan's two fists were wrapped in Ying Orange Qi and smashed towards the dim white, although the other party was Wu Lujing, he didn't have any burden, just punched.

Dim Bai punched fist to fist, but it was a little difficult.

The prince Zhao Shenghan started with the wind style created by Long Weiguo, with compact movements, fists and fists with wind, followed by mountain style, with great gravity and full of momentum.

Although it was difficult, he also coped with it properly, and every time he used his skill to reduce the momentum of his fist, and then found an opportunity to return the punch.

Zhao Shenghan grabbed the white shoulder, pressed his elbow back, and the latter rolled in the air to dissolve the attack, and then kicked Zhao Shenghan in the abdomen.

Zhao Shenghan took two steps back, his face did not change, and he shook out his fist with a fist wrapped in Ying Orange Qi, and then smashed it madly towards the dim white, and the dense orange fists in the ring were like small meteors, and they went straight to the white clothes not far away.

Hundreds of small emerald green swords suddenly appeared in the air, and they were fired in unison.

The short-handed encounter between the blood and soul qi directly turned into a huge ball of light that was half orange and half green.

When the blood soul bodies released by the blood souls of both sides disappeared, the Ying Cheng Qi above Zhao Shenghan's fists was so thick that he couldn't see the fists, and he had to see two turbid Ying Cheng Qi.

The dark white condensed the long sword with martial green qi.

The two fought for nearly half an hour, and they were both immersed, and their fists and swords collided hard, heartily.

In the end, Zhao Shenghan finally hit the pale chest with all his strength, but the latter's body qi was too strong and the injury was not serious.

Dull put away the Blood Soul Sword and dispersed his martial green qi.

Zhao Shenghan was covered in blood and fainted to the ground.

In this battle, both sides had a great time, but Zhao Shenghan knew that the gap between himself and Dibai was still too big, because the other party only used the Blood Soul Sword to win him in the end, and the real sword never appeared until the end of the competition.

Ding field.

Ruluo fought against a woman in the rivers and lakes, Xuanhuang Realm, and at first asked people if they were willing to marry him.

The woman didn't know what to do, she was angry, and scolded: "You monk is shameless, tell me this above the game, don't try to tease me just because you are a monk of Xuanyun Temple, tell you, I'm not afraid at all." ”

After speaking, the woman directly drew her sword and slashed at this stinky monk who had no words to hide.

As expected, another one failed." ”

He never beats women, but he can't admit defeat, so he can only stand and let him be cut.

The woman slashed for half an hour, the sword in her hand was blunt, and her face became more and more pale, "Why don't you damn monk fight back? Don't you look down on me because I'm a woman? What's wrong with Wu Lujing, is it amazing? The old lady will come to this realm sooner or later...... You speak. ”

Ruluo said: "The female Shi is going to not admit defeat, let's not admit defeat, we are spending here, and the people behind can't compete." ”

The woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then the corners of her eyes were a little moist, and a slap was thrown on Ruluo's face wrapped in martial green gas, "Damn monk, isn't the old lady even better!"

Then, the woman stomped her foot heavily, threw the sword in her hand, which was no longer sharp, to the ground, and walked away.

Zu Yang looked at this unenlightened little nephew, shook his head, and said with a blood soul: "The winner Xuanyun Temple is like a fall. ”

The spectators who were about to fall asleep in the stands cheered up all at once, and it was finally over!

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On the seventh day of the big fight, Hua Wenxiang and Luo Bei both had a hard time winning, and their opponents were both Yingcheng Realm, and they were both well-known in the rivers and lakes.

Hua Wenxiang fought against a swordsman, and Luo Bei fought against a martial artist.

Hua Wenxiang punched thousands of punches, endured hundreds of punches, body muscles were painful everywhere, and finally the two exchanged punches, Hua Wenxiang's punch after a thousand punches all hit the other party, and directly flew it to the stage, and he was punched in the left cheek, and rolled to the edge of the ring, only one foot away.

Luo Bei showed all the swordsmanship, the donkey skills are poor, so he has to use the spell taught by Lao Huang, but think about it again, Lao Huang said that if he uses that, his body is destined to be unbearable, and the future game will definitely not be able to compare, thinking of this, Luo Bei dispelled this idea, and finally the young man relied on the comprehension of practicing swords since childhood, and when he ate several punches in succession, he used irregular swordsmanship to dissipate the opponent's body protection qi, and a sword to the throat.

On the other fields, there were still those few cultivators who were dazzling, and as long as they didn't meet each other, no one on the field could eliminate them.

Day 8.

Hua Wenxiang was lucky, she met a Xuanhuang Realm, the other party was good at hidden weapons, and constantly distanced herself from Hua Wenxiang, the battle lasted for nearly an hour, and neither of the two could touch each other, but later the Xuanhuang Realm's physical strength declined, and Hua Wenxiang seized the opportunity and grabbed the neckline and threw it under the stage.

Field B finally ushered in a battle to the death today.

The prince Zhao Chang fought against the Baihe division of the medicine valley.

At the beginning of the competition, the latter rushed up directly without saying a word, and the silver-white spear in his hand swept directly to Zhao Chang.

Zhao Chang, who used his arm to resist the blow, only felt that his arm was about to be broken.

There was an exclamation in the stands, the Bai He Division of the Medicine Valley turned out to be a martial arts realm, and he had been hiding his strength before!

The niece of the Yang family is also here in the stands, and Yang Yan has successfully won again today, but after eight consecutive days of fighting, this little girl is obviously a little tired, and she has fewer words than before.

Yang Jiaxing frowned, "This Bai He Master is really a martial artist, Xiao Yanzi, you have to be careful when you meet him, if you can't beat him, you will admit defeat, and our Yang family can afford to lose." ”

Yang Yan agreed, "Got it." Then he watched the game with his hands on his cheeks.

Bai Heshi played a majestic spear with a spear, and staggered Zhao Chang back many times.

The Blood Soul Sword in his hand couldn't parry at all, and his fist didn't dare to smash it up, his intuition told him that as long as he punched, the silver spear would cut off his arm.

The other party was born in the Medicine Valley, and he did not take his identity as a son of the world in his eyes, and recruited a dead hand without mercy.

Zhao Chang didn't dare to hold it up, even if he died here today, his father would not be able to destroy the Medicine Valley if he exhausted all his strength.

Bai Heshi waved his spear frantically and shouted: "Zhao Chang, hurry up and take out your broken bronze mirror! ”

His sister is still lying on the bed now, her breath is weak, if it weren't for Yao Gu's mastery of medical skills, she would have been powerless.

Zhao Chang felt aggrieved in his heart, he could have taken him earlier.

Bai Heshi suddenly stood his spear on the ground, "Waste, I'll give you a chance." ”

Zhao Chang, who staggered back a few steps, was in tatters, constantly oozing blood, stabilized his figure, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took out the bronze mirror of the magic weapon from the jade in his arms.

He was now eager to peel off Bai Heshi's skin alive, where had he ever suffered such humiliation, who had always been pampered.

It's just that as soon as he lifted the bronze mirror, the bronze mirror was pierced by a silver-white spear and shattered to the ground.

Bai Heshi trampled Zhao Chang under his feet with one kick, and then used a silver spear directly through his left shoulder, "You scum who only knows how to play with other people's lives, you really deserve to die." ”

Zhao Chang screamed in pain, his orange anger dissipated directly, grabbed the spear that was still twisting with his right arm, and said with difficulty: "I admit defeat." ”

Zu Yuan immediately announced, "The Medicine Valley Baihe Master has won. ”

It's just that the results of the contest are over, and Bai Heshi's spear has not yet been drawn.

"Junior, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. "A black robe appeared in the ring, it was Zhao Chang's husband Ling Shimo.

Bai Heshi frowned and said, "Who are you?"

Someone in the stands recognized Ling Shimo's identity and shouted in surprise, and then spread to the entire Jiangling Dou.

The most ruthless and spurned Pavilion Master in the rivers and lakes, Ling Shimo.

Ling Shimo's expression was flat, and he stretched out his two fingers to point at the unsuspecting Bai Heshi.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, raising a cloud of dust.

Wu Xingchou grabbed Ling Shimo's outstretched arm and said in a deep voice, "Are you looking for death?"

(End of chapter)