With a wave of his hands, more than a dozen silkworm babies on Leng Xiaohan's arms flew towards Niu Tongji together.

A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and Niu Tongji didn't dodge or make any moves: "Do you think I will fall twice in the same place?"

"It's really troublesome!" Seeing that the Golden Silkworm Technique really didn't work, Leng Xiaohan didn't have any good way for a while.

'It's trouble~ It seems that there is only one way to fight hard. Can... Can you fight it?'

"Do you dare to be distracted when you fight with me?" Niu Tongji appeared in front of Leng Xiaohan, and the five fingers of his right hand were put together, cutting directly at Leng Xiaohan's head.

Fell sideways to the ground, his head dodged, but Leng Xiaohan's ears flew up.

With a flick of his right hand, the sword qi drew a ditch on the ground, and Niu Tongji smiled: "Now our battle has just begun~"

'This is what he relied on to defeat the elder disciples, right?' Stretching out his hands, the Buddha figure behind Leng Xiaohan slowly disappeared, sighed, and Leng Xiaohan clenched his fists. The purple war pattern slowly turned purple red, and the thunder and lightning on his body also became thinner and condensed a lot.

With a step on his right foot, Leng Xiaohan smashed directly towards Niu Tongji, without using any punches. For the two of them, there is not much difference between not using martial arts now.

The two fists collided together, Leng Xiaohan's right hand was directly cracked, and bone chips flew out of his wrist. On the other hand, Niu Tongji did not have any scars except for a black-red flame burning on his fist.

Gritting his teeth, Leng Xiaohan tried his best to ignore the pain in his body. Then he smashed his left fist over, punch after punch. A punch is heavier than a punch, and a punch is faster than a punch.

There were many people below who couldn't keep up with the speed of the two of them, except for the occasional splash of blood and bone chips, only two entangled figures could be seen.

"Bang!" until the two of them put their fists together, and the two flew directly to both sides. At this time, Leng Xiaohan's hands were already left with only hand bones, not only his hands, but also the white bones of Sensen at the connecting wrists.

Compared with Leng Xiaohan, Niu Tongji is much better. Except for the black-red flames burning all over the body, there are no too obvious wounds.

"You lost!" Like the sound of two swords intersecting, Niu Tongji looked at Leng Xiaohan, and the sword light flashed in his eyes.

Shaking his head with a smile, Leng Xiaohan's fists were still clenched: "Don't think you're sure to win, look at your body and body!"

At this time, Niu Tongji's arms were already wrapped in black and red flames, and there were also many flames burning on his chest, calves, and back. The black mist that appeared before due to the Heavenly Demon Entanglement Sword Technique did not disappear, but followed closely behind Niu Tongji. With Niu Tongji's breathing, it slowly enters Niu Tongji's body.

"Do you feel that your body is getting more and more tired, your strength is slowly weakening, and your qi and blood are slowly draining?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Leng Xiaohan grinned: "In the end, I'm just a skin injury, you're different." I use my present to fight your future, and I don't think I've lost. ”

"Maybe when the fight is over, you can only be heartbeat in the future!" smiled very happily, Leng Xiaohan attacked his heart.

Niu Tongji put his hands together and raised them above his head, kicked his right foot, and the whole person turned into a giant sword and slashed directly at Leng Xiaohan.

"Just kill you, and nothing like what you said will happen. The thirteenth sword!"

Even if Niu Tongji shouted out his moves loudly, Leng Xiaohan didn't have the slightest smile, and he didn't feel that Niu Tongji was very middle-class.

Looking at the giant sword, Leng Xiaohan felt the threat of death on Niu Tongji for the first time.

"Damn! It's all at this time, and there is still a big move?" quickly thought about how he could accept this trick in his mind, and now Leng Xiaohan understood the truth that the book was used when it was used.

didn't expect a martial art that could block the other party, and a trace of madness flashed in Leng Xiaohan's eyes: "Fight! It's a big deal to die once, at most it's a tie." ’

The flying swords scattered around instantly merged together, forming a huge shield in front of Leng Xiaohan. Leng Xiaohan was not naïve yet, and he would think that this hundred flying swords would be able to block Niu Tongji.

The figure of the Buddha appeared behind him, only this time it was not dark gold, but dark gray. On the dark gray Buddha shadow, there was a blood-red arc beating.

"Bang!" The moment a hundred high-grade magic weapons were knocked out, Leng Xiaohan's right leg kicked over.

"Boom~" The calves collided with the opponent's hands, and a cloud of blood mist flew towards the audience behind Leng Xiaohan.

Knowing that this was the only chance he could defeat the other party, Leng Xiaohan did not stop. The infernal energy covered his legs, which turned into battle axes, and slashed at the opponent's head one after another.

'Chopping' Niu Tongji all the way to the edge of the ring, Leng Xiaohan stopped. There was no trace of joy in his eyes, but he was full of killing intent: "Admit defeat or die!"

There was blood flowing from the top of his head, and Niu Tongji did not have the slightest intention of admitting defeat on his face. Before the blood could cross his cheeks, it was burned by black-red flames. Turned into a black-red blood mist and flew into Niu Tongji's brain wound.

was able to beat Niu Tongji like this because Leng Xiaohan paid a leg as a price. At this time, Leng Xiaohan's right calf and right foot were already like hands. There is no flesh and blood, only white bones and meridians.

Seeing that Niu Tongji didn't answer, Leng Xiaohan's hellish energy boiled directly. His right foot was raised slightly, and Leng Xiaohan's face calmed down: "You are the first person who can beat me like this as a reward... I'm not going to let you die that ugly. ”

"I admit defeat!" felt that Leng Xiaohan was not bluffing, and Niu Tongji finally couldn't resist admitting defeat.

Ignoring Niu Tongji anymore, Leng Xiaohan looked at Bei Tang Wu in the audience.

Sighing in disappointment, Bei Tang Wan turned around and walked out: "Don't look at me like this, I can afford to lose." It's just that... I believe that one day, you will come to me on your own initiative. ”

Looking at the back of Bei Tang Wan leaving, Leng Xiaohan didn't know that at this time, Bei Tang Wan had a treacherous smile on her face: "The matter of the village chief?"

"That's it! We, the Demon Slayer Sword Sect, will not have any hostility towards you in the future because of this matter, let alone trouble you because of this matter. Answering Leng Xiaohan, Niu Tongji wanted to pick up Lin Gang and the others. But when he saw the black and red flames on his arms and body, Niu Tongji couldn't help but stop.

beckoned, and the flames on Niu Tongji's body and the black mist in his body instantly returned to Leng Xiaohan's hands.

took out a Huoyun robe and draped it on his body, put on the hat of the Huoyun robe, and Leng Xiaohan covered his ears. Turning around and putting his things into his backpack, Leng Xiaohan led the five of them towards Zhu Baoxuan.

All the monks who stood in front of the three of them couldn't help but retreat to the sides and let a passage come out.

If it weren't for these people seeing Leng Xiaohan's injuries with their own eyes, and Leng Xiaohan leaving a bloody footprint every step he took, these people would have thought that Leng Xiaohan was not injured!

Running to Leng Xiaohan's side, Mu Mengdie anxiously circled around Leng Xiaohan. I want to help Leng Xiaohan, but I don't know where to help Leng Xiaohan.