The No. 5 ring was overcrowded, and the battle between Wang Likun of Tianhuangmen and Zhang Sheng of Kunlun Sect attracted everyone's attention.

After all, this is the first battle in recent years between Kunlun and Tianhuangmen in open contrast.

So when Li Xiaoyi and a few disciples rushed here, they wasted their strength and squeezed into front of Daojing Zhenren.

Seeing that it was Li Xiaoyi, Daojing Zhenren looked him up and down, just nodded, didn't say anything, and looked at the ring again in a blink of an eye, frowning.

Following his gaze, Li Xiaoyi's heart chuckled.

Zhang Sheng was standing in a corner of the ring covered in blood, struggling to support Wang Likun's stormy attack.

The cultivation of the two is similar, they are both in the late stage of the spirit realm, and the grade of the magic weapon is also average, the sword weapon magic weapon of the four heavens.

But the situation has reached this level, which is obviously something Li Xiaoyi never expected.

Zhang Sheng is still insisting, after being subjected to Wang Likun's fierce attack, he was already injured, but he was injured and injured.

The four-heaven flying sword distributed from the door turned into a crutch at this time, supporting his scarred body.

The scene was very quiet, without any noise and noise, but Wang Likun was laughing, he knew very well that only one more heavy blow, Zhang Sheng would definitely not be able to hold on any longer.

That bloody body has already reached its limit, but he is still struggling to support it, for what?

Wang Likun's eyes looked at the second layer of the gimbal, and Jun Hao sat there watching.

He nodded at him, and Wang Likun understood that it was time to end all this.

The tip of the sword groaned softly, and with one step, the smile on Wang Likun's face began to become hideous.

Everyone knows that this is the final blow.

Zhang Sheng also understood that he was panting heavily, supporting his body with all his might, and his vision was sometimes blurry, sometimes clear.

All the disciples of Kunlun were full of tears, but none of them asked Zhang Sheng to give up this battle, because behind them, there were still two words, Kunlun!

Kunlun, who has been showing weakness for many years, can no longer retreat, and Kunlun, who has been ridiculed for many years, must not fall in front of the people of the world!

On the gimbal, Dao Lin had already stood up, his face sinking like water, and he gritted his teeth and looked at this scene.

Zhang Sheng suddenly used all his strength, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Kunlun!"

The Kunlun disciples in the audience also roared those two words together, Kunlun!

There was silence in the open-air square of Shushan, only those two words, echoing over and over again.

Every step is so heavy, and there is blood flowing at every step.

Zhang Sheng's hand clenched the flying sword, he no longer had the strength to perform the sword technique, so he could only move forward, keep moving forward!

A road is formed because it becomes a road when there are more people walking.

The formation of a blood path is formed by someone desperately rushing forward and coagulation with the blood on their bodies!

At that moment, in the shouts of the word "Kunlun" in the audience, the miracle did not appear, and in the hideous silence, all his angry flames burned out at this moment.

Wang Likun stood there with a calm face, stepping on the blood flowing from under Zhang Sheng, bathed in the light of victory, and he sneered.

Daojing Zhenren rushed to the ring without hesitation, and the life-sustaining pill that had been prepared was poured into Zhang Sheng in one go.

Immediately, without saying a word, he picked up Zhang Sheng's body and rose to the sky, which was fleeting.

The disciples of Kunlun followed closely behind in silence, leaving Li Xiaoyi alone, looking back at the cheers and laughter of the Heavenly Desolate Gate.

"Kunlun ......" he muttered, he understood the two words, he didn't understand the meaning, he read it again, but this time it was in the bottom of his heart.

seemed to understand a little, he looked at Wang Likun and smiled quietly.

"Are you crazy?" suddenly called Li Xiaoyi back from his imagination, but in front of him was a beautiful face with bright eyes and white teeth.

"Is that you?" Li Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows.

"It's me!" the woman said with a smile.

"I heard that you won again today?" the woman's voice was crisp and melodious, full of vitality.

Li Xiaoyi nodded, and at this time, seeing that the people of the Heavenly Desolate Gate were happily hugging Wang Likun to leave, their eyes involuntarily moved.

"Want revenge?" said the woman with a smirk.

Li Xiaoyi touched his chin, he wanted to say that it was about you, but thinking that people had helped him, he temporarily changed his words: "Let's talk about it if we can meet it." ”

The woman just wanted to ask something more, when suddenly there was a cry of "Senior Sister Su", and the two turned their heads at the same time.

Seeing that it was a group of disciples from Shushan, the woman said a little boringly: "It seems that I have to go." ”

Li Xiaoyi nodded, but he was speechless, seeing Li Xiaoyi like this, the woman known as Senior Sister Su "hummed", raised her feet and left.

Li Xiaoyi looked at her back as she walked away, turned around and walked towards her residence.

Dao Lin Zhenren sat on the cloud platform without saying a word, and Mr. Miao Ke next to him suddenly said: "Accumulate thick and thin, this disciple named Zhang Sheng, if he still has a life, the future is limitless." ”

Dao Lin didn't have the heart to say anything, there were two more competitions in the future, and the Great Yan Sect was one of them, as well as the Dragon and Tiger Sect, all of which were strong enemies.

As for the competition between Zhang Sheng and Wang Likun, although Kunlun lost and lost his reputation, he also won his reputation.

Because Zhang Sheng is not afraid of death, because of the path that Zhang Sheng walked out with blood.

Let the people of the world understand that even a hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and even if a tiger is old, its sharp teeth are still there.

Along the way, Li Xiaoyi's ears listened to all the discussions about this battle.

Then they were full of curiosity about Kunlun's next few battles, and everyone wanted to know how far Kunlun could go with such a crazy Kunlun.

Finally returning to the residence, Li Xiaoyi walked to Zhang Sheng's room, the room was full of the smell of blood and medicinal incense.

Zhang Sheng was still in a coma, and Daojing Zhenren had already treated the wounds all over his body, and the external injuries were easy to heal, but the internal injuries were difficult to heal.

"The rabbit cub of the Heavenly Desolate Gate is really heavy enough!" Daojing Zhenren scolded in a rare gaffe.

Li Xiaoyi frowned: "Senior brother Chen Yueling's competition has begun, you go and protect it, leave it to me here." ”

"Hmm!" and handed a bottle of pill to Li Xiaoyi: "Give him one every hour." ”

"Good. ”

Daojing Zhenren patted Li Xiaoyi on the shoulder, and then took the rest of the disciples and rushed to the venue.

looked at Zhang Sheng, who was seriously injured in bed, although he didn't have much intersection with this guy, but when he thought of him in the ring, he fought bloodily to the end, Li Xiaoyi was very reluctant to admit that he began to admire him a little.

With a sigh, Li Xiaoyi summoned the ghost spirit, put the elixir into its hand, and after a few simple commands, he went back to his room.

You must improve your realm quickly, Li Xiaoyi's eyes were faintly flickering with cold light, and at the same time, he took out the Quartet Treasure Mirror, which contained all the yin souls it had accumulated.

After settling down, a seven-colored glow suddenly gushed out, and a yin soul that had just steamed out of the Sifang Treasure Mirror was swallowed by him in an instant.

A strange heat immediately gushed out from the spring on the Nirvana Orb, and Li Xiaoyi's body turned into a fiery red color, and the phoenix feathers in the corners of his eyes on both sides were bright red, giving people a feeling of being about to come out.

There was a commotion of a sea of people in the distance, it seemed that the game had started again, and Li Xiaoyi's side was refining the soul faster.

In the uncertain light and shadow of the Quartet Treasure Mirror, one by one the Yin Soul was swallowed by its open mouth, and the Nirvana Orb was in his belly, turning faster and faster, and the temperature was constantly rising.

Li Xiaoyi's whole body was already soaked with sweat, and then it was steamed dry and volatilized by the scorching temperature on his skin, and a layer of white mist filled this small room.

But it is far from enough, Li Xiaoyi understands in his heart that if he wants to break through that boundary, he must push his body and soul consciousness to an extreme.

Only by touching the critical point above the bottleneck can he have a chance to be reborn in the flames like a phoenix!