Niu Li and the three of them came to the side of the sixth ring, and saw a young man standing in the ring with a feather fan in his hand, wearing an imperial robe, and wearing a high crown on his head.

His name was Murong Qingfeng, and he was the core disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and many disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect were touting it there. Murong Qingfeng stood there as if he hadn't heard, but just looked at Xuanyuan quietly.

"Sister Jinghao, you're here. After a while, when the game was over, he went to my place to talk about it, and Master asked me to ask about the relationship between the two of us. ”

"Yes, brother. Xuanyuan Jing's face turned pale, but she still agreed.

"What's going on?" Zhou Tong asked with a gloomy face.

"A suitor, a rascal. His master forced my father to marry me to him. Xuanyuan Jinghao obviously disagreed, and gritted his silver teeth and said fiercely.

"This son of a bitch. After hearing this, Zhou Tong walked directly to the ring.

"You can't beat him, let me come. Niu Li stopped him.

"Trust me!" Niu Li nodded towards Zhou Tong.

Niu Li jumped into the ring.

Suddenly, the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect in the audience said,

"Huoyun Sect doesn't need to be in such a hurry to find death, our senior brother just beat two cripples, and this is another one"

"That's it, if you want to die, you have to queue up, no. Haha"

The voice of the audience came into Niu Li's ears, and Niu Li felt a breath rushing to his head, and an unyielding will awakened. Niu Li said with both hands in fists

"Niu Li, the inner disciple of the Huoyun Sect, asks for a life-and-death fight. ”

Suddenly, the audience exploded.

"This kid is crazy. A Xuanyuan Sect disciple said

"It's just that he's dead, it's pitiful. Another Xuanyuan Sect disciple answered.

"Are you sure?I originally planned to see that you are a disciple of the inner sect of the Fire Cloud Sect, and I can let you lose more decently for a while. Murong Qingfeng said expressionlessly.

"Are you really going to fight to the death?" asked one of the referees as he stepped up to the ring.

"I'm sure. Niu Li said with a wicked smile.

"Then I'm sure of that. Murong Qingfeng glanced at Niu Li seriously and said.

The two of them put their handprints on the life-and-death battle paper.

I heard that there is a life-and-death fight in the sixth ring. Countless monks who had not left the tournament poured here, and there were also some monks of the foundation building period who had not yet participated in the competition. Among them are Niu Li's senior brother Ouyang Yun and second senior sister Liu Ruyan.

At the beginning of the life-and-death fight, Niu Li cast two earth armor techniques on his body. Unleashed his flying sword. And Murong Qingfeng on the opposite side grabbed his flying sword without brilliance and didn't move.

"Are you ready? My flying sword is called 'Fanghua', and you should be glad to die under its sword. Murong Qingfeng smiled slightly, and suddenly a dazzling white light of sword light rose from the 'Fanghua' flying sword to the sky. Everyone's eyes couldn't see what was happening on the field, only a few disciples in the foundation building period outside the field could see clearly, and the current 'Fanghua' flying sword was like a golden dragon rushing towards Niu Li. Niu Li's two layers of earth armor were like paper paste, and they shattered at the touch of the sword qi of the flying sword. Just when everyone thought that Niu Li would definitely die, Niu Li disappeared.

The disciples on the field and Murong Qingfeng on the field were stunned. After a moment of stunned effort, Murong Qingfeng suddenly felt that there was danger coming from behind him, and when he turned around, Niu Li stabbed the flying sword out from behind him.

Niu Li can't use a sword, and another sword comes. Still didn't touch Murong Qingfeng's fur.

"It's kind of funny, it's been a long time since I've had such a good fight. Murong Qingfeng said happily.

Niu Li and Murong Qingfeng distanced themselves and took out a storage bag from their bodies, and the disciples in the audience wondered, "What is this kid going to do?"

Suddenly, countless spells smashed towards Murong Qingfeng as if they didn't want money. Hundreds of various charms can be used at one time, and such a scene will not be seen once in a hundred years. Everyone was shocked by Niu Li's generosity.

Murong Qingfeng immediately cast several defensive spells on his body. But there are too many spells, Murong Qingfeng only blocked dozens of spells in front, and some of the ones in the back were not in a hurry, hitting the body, although it hit the body, because of the protective armor on the body, although it was very embarrassing, and he was injured, but he still succeeded in taking these hundreds of charms.

"Senior Brother, if it's you, can you take it?" said the second senior sister teasingly to Senior Brother Ouyang Yun.

"Yes, but it will take some effort to get out of harm's way. Our fourth junior brother is not simple. Ouyang Yun said with a smile.

Murong Qingfeng highlighted the blood at the corner of his mouth, looked at Niu Li with a warlike face full of fighting intent, smiled slightly, and said. "Isn't that interesting? Aren't you a lot of spells?"

The disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect in the audience heard their senior brother's words and shouted.

"That's it, don't you have a lot of spells, still, cut, it's gone, look at how our senior brother provoked you with a sword"

Niu Li heard this, scratched his head, took out two more storage bags from his arms, and smiled

"You asked me to take it. Not for me, I wanted to save some spells, but since you strongly demanded, I could only break some money. ”

Everyone in the audience and Murong Qingfeng ran over with 10,000 drafts in their hearts. I didn't let people live.

Niu Li didn't talk nonsense anymore, and he still kept spells concentratingly. Murong Qingfeng is a defensive charm, he was beaten half to death by the charm, and his whole body was covered in blood. And Niu Li is still half dead from spell exhaustion. Neither of them had a hard time.

Seeing that a storage bag with a few hundred spells is not much. Murong Qingfeng was covered in blood, and he was embarrassed to admit defeat to Niu Li and said, "Brother, I recognize Xiong, let's say it, as long as this game is not competitive, I will agree to any conditions." “

"It's okay if you don't fight, first, you can't pester Xuanyuan Jing, and second, go and apologize to the Huoyun Sect disciple you injured. “

"Okay. After Murong Qingfeng finished speaking, he directly pretended to be dizzy.

Niu Li said loudly, "Since this Murong Qingfeng has been knocked out by me, I will spare his life, and I will bully our Huoyun Sect disciples in the future, and I will beat him once I see him." “

The disciples of the Huoyun Sect in the audience were all excited and burst into tears when they heard this, and they spontaneously applauded.