The two staring at each other didn't last long, and suddenly moved in the agitation, rushing towards each other almost at the same time.

The black-clothed young man clasped two daggers on his forearms, only a faint light flashed, and his footsteps flew, splashing a piece of blood on the stage. The little beggar lifted the short whip with a fold, and while his body was running, his left hand shot out sharp stones from his waist, as if there was no purpose, but they were hidden in the field of vision.

"Ding-" As the first crisp sound exploded, a series of sounds suddenly burst out from the Dengxian platform, surrounding the entire dimly lit venue. The sharp sound of collision seemed to be able to pierce the ears, causing the hearts of many spectators to beat with it.

The stones are not messy, and each one has its own destination. But the black-clothed young man was not in a mess, the little beggar's stone was tricky, and his dagger was not much weaker, and he was able to block it.

Before the last crisp scale had fallen, the two people in the field had slammed into each other.

The short whip was drawn quickly, and as soon as it broke into the wrist of the little beggar, it suddenly stabbed straight into the young man's abdomen with an unstoppable momentum. A dagger was cut, a dagger collapsed, and the two daggers in the hands of the black clothes suddenly turned around flexibly, and while parrying the whip, they had more strength to attack the little beggar.

Flashing sideways again, the two people in the field were entangled together, but they were both helpless against each other, constantly intertwined in a whip shadow and knife light.

A sharp dagger cut through the robe, raising a bloody light. And there were swift whips and stones, and the young man was dyed a lot of red, and his black garment became dull.

The two stopped again, and this evenly matched battle was undoubtedly extremely difficult.

The little beggar looked at the black-clothed young man in front of him, the young man did not fall into the realm like the man in the previous game, but completely relied on his countless lives to fight the little beggar.

Ruthless to oneself than the enemy, this is a painful realization of going through the ghost gate again and again, so that you can kill a way to ascend to the immortal, and the black clothes understand it very well.

At this time, the two of them looked at it, they were all covered in blood, gasping for breath between their mouths and noses, sweat seeping into the bloody wounds, pricking pain, but they had no time to care.

There was a sudden movement, but the little beggar no longer moved forward, but ran towards the long row of weapon racks standing on the edge of the round platform. The black clothes had doubts in their eyes for a while, but they didn't stop at all, chasing after them.

What other weapons could there be? But since it was only used at this time, it must not be weak, and he had to pay attention to it.

The few remaining stones on his waist suddenly flew out, cut up a sharp piece of air, and spun and shot towards the young man behind him. At the same time as the stones flew up, the little beggar also turned sharply to change lanes, and the short whip was sharply wrapped around the young man's ankle.

The black-clothed toe tapped lightly, stabbed at the little beggar with one hand in the air, and cut the sharp stone with the other.

But if you don't have a hand to defend, you can't do it yet, and the blood is flashing!

The stones that flew out from different directions smashed towards the same place almost instantly, in a string, shaking the left arm of the black cloth that was stretched out to resist, and it was difficult to get out. But only the trajectory of the stone was different, turning sharply to stab the right back knee, deeply stuck between the joints.

Sweat from the young man's forehead continued to seep out in an instant, hitting the ground heavily. The young man gritted his teeth in pain, and the fierce light in his eyes suddenly exploded, but he was pierced red as blood by the sweat.

"Ahh

A scream of pain came out of the young man's mouth, his left foot quickly landed, and his right foot slammed on the ground, and suddenly there was a sound of bones rubbing and shattering, and the dagger in the young man's right hand stabbed towards the little beggar at a faster speed.

The little beggar's eyes were suddenly full, his heart sank with the roar, and his steps quickly retreated. Seeing that the short whip in its hand swung hard, it was about to wrap around the right wrist of the young man's stab, but the long dagger in the young man's left hand suddenly flew out, driving a sound of breaking wind, and spun and cut towards the waist of the little beggar.

！！！

The little beggar's eyes were shocked, he didn't expect that the young man's long dagger would still be so powerful after he got out of his hand, it must not have been waved on a temporary basis. But after that startle, his eyes sank, and there was a faint beating of black light.

No defense!

When the short whip wrapped around his wrist, the dagger that flew out also brought a flash of blood, and the pain was sprinkled in the air!

The little beggar gritted his teeth in pain, his eyes were fierce, and the short whip wrapped around his right hand on the opposite side pulled heavily, leading the young man to pounce on him at a faster speed.

Not good!

The black-clothed young man's eyes suddenly enlarged, and he wanted to change lanes, but because of the little beggar's pull, he could only be led forward.

I miscalculated! Where does the little beggar want to change weapons! Obviously, he wants to take him off the stage with him!

The two of them were not far from the edge of Dengsendai, and this pull, they all suddenly planted themselves under the stage!

There were countless exclamations outside the court, this competition can be described as too full of eyes, and the smell of blood is also full. But before the sound of surprise had stopped, an even stronger exclamation overshadowed it, and many people's eyes widened in disbelief.

At the moment when he was about to fall off the stage, the little beggar's short whip was thrown away, and he hurriedly wrapped himself around the weapon rack and pulled hard.

The young man's eyes were shocked, and his left hand slammed into a fist and struck forward in pain, wanting to hit the little beggar. The little beggar's last toe hooked on the edge of the round platform took a difficult step, and was about to stagger away, but he still rubbed some fist shadows.

No!!!

The pupils shrank, the body suddenly felt sinking, the little beggar's eyes suddenly distorted together, and there was a black glow that had been hidden for a long time in the depths of his eyes!

Poof-

In the noisy venue, the sudden sound of the dagger entering the flesh seemed very heavy, and the black light in the eyes of the little beggar trembled, slowing down the speed of spreading a little.

The young man who fell towards the stage was unwilling, and at the moment when he made a mistake with the little beggar, a dagger suddenly stabbed out and pierced into the left back of the person next to him, but he didn't know that his dagger had become the last trace of strength to support the little beggar!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and fell on his face, and the little beggar finally grabbed the edge of Dengsendai, turned it over with difficulty, and fell on the round platform gasping for breath.

Blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth and back, but the little beggar's lips pulled out a smile, and he staggered to his feet.

A cheer came, and the sound suddenly erupted from the stands, and the eyes of the spectators lit up, and a red glow of excitement flashed.

There are only two places in the entire Dengsendai that are quiet. One is the families in Qiancheng, and the other is the old flower ......

Scene 7!

The gamblers seem to be lit up by the blood, and they are frantically betting on the opponents of the little beggars, but they are not a vain deal!

Lao Zhaohua looked at the little beggar who vomited blood on Dengxian Terrace, took out a crystal stone from his tattered pocket, and sank it in the area of the little beggar. The people around him immediately looked at him like idiots.

Another person came on the field, both dressed in black, with gloomy eyes and many vicious eyes flashing. The man's right hand waved out, and there was a gloomy cry of "da", which was also a whip!

The little beggar stood opposite the man with a smile in his eyes, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and swallowed the blood he spit out. The blood slashed his throat and gurgled down his stomach.

One step, two steps, three steps...... This is the first time that the little beggar has taken the initiative to walk towards his opponent after so many appearances on the Sendai. Slowly approached, but the pale-faced man on the other side didn't move, just watched him keep stepping on the bright red ground.

When the man's eyes looked at the little beggar, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

There was a heavy blood color in the deep black light, what kind of eyes were they!

The little beggar walked very slowly, and the blood in his mouth and back was still flowing, but it was not as much as before. Along the way, there were a few more stones in his hands, each of which was exchanged for a pool of blood.

The long whip in the man's hand suddenly swung out and beat the little beggar.

"Smack!" The flesh on his left arm exploded, but the little beggar's hand was also wrapped around the long whip. His teeth gritted, and blood trickled out from between his teeth, staining his chest.

The stone in his right hand suddenly scattered, and the black light in his eyes rose! The little beggar rushed towards the cold black clothes with the last touch of determination that was about to fall!

There was the sound of sharp cutting stones, and the noisy sound came from cover after cover.

Shrink!

The little light that had gathered around Dengsendai suddenly shrank and exploded on the stage!

The white light was dazzling, and the entire Dengsendai fell silent.

The silver light slowly faded, and there was a sound of blood hitting the ground, and the man in black was shocked in his eyes, and he trembled and lowered his head to look at the pheasant that pierced his heart, and raised his gaze again, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Boom-"

There was a bang, and the little beggar fell with it. Closing his eyes in a drowsiness, he thought of the anxious woman who looked at him when he walked out of the gate of the Bai family in the morning, with a smile and sadness in his eyes.

Presbyopia, is this okay?

......

The white light in the Dengxian platform dissipated, and then a black light lit up, and the hollow darkness opened, and a heavy ink-colored beast claw poked out, grabbing the figure that fell to the ground.

The families in the quiet area just breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the shocking changes in the field, and suddenly turned their eyes to the place where the old flower was, but there was no one to see, only a crystal stone faintly flickering next to a pile of bright light, dazzling.

There were many voices of heaviness and slumping, and even more panicked trembling. The outside of the field suddenly became noisy again, louder than before, panicked, and exclaimed.

In a dark footfall in Dengsendai, no one noticed that a dark shadow slowly disappeared at this time, as if it had merged into the wall.

......

In the late autumn of Qiancheng, there was yellow paper flying in the sky, and the sound of crying and sobbing spread along the city to the outside of the city. Bai Aya flew many horses, and the mourning caused the rain to rain, and the sackcloth of mourning and mourning was buried in the cold scenery. There is no red leaves to send loess, and the geese do not cry, only a mound, burning with inexhaustible money, can not be extinguished, and cry.

Autumn kills, autumn kills, red also kills, yellow also kills.

It was the most beautiful blood scene in early autumn at sunset, the sunset bloomed all over the sky, and the blood also fought for a touch of red light. In a blink of an eye, it was the most beautiful blood light in the late autumn of Dengxian, and the white robe was dyed crimson, and it was going to fall in front of the yellow paper grave and make a handful of maple leaves.