As soon as Wu Ming's two guns came out, he attacked and defended, and he was extremely clever and rare in the rivers and lakes.

Pang Xie smiled, and did not fight with him, his body shook, and he fell on the right side of his body, the long sword shook, and with a move of "Wind Moves Thousand Bells", five sword flowers floated towards his ribs, no matter the body style, or the sword move, the speed of change, and the skill of response, all above Wu Ming.

Luoying Island's kung fu is already good at changing, and with the foundation of Pang Xie Shenfan's second level, the change of swordsmanship is far above Wu Ming.

Wu Ming snorted coldly, his right elbow sank, he retreated half a foot, and the horizontal spear went to stop Pang Xie's sword blade, and with a flick of his left hand, the spear head directly smashed Pang Xie's head, and actually used the short gun in his hand to use the move of a steel whip.

Pang Xie smiled, and he didn't fight hard, his body moved forward, rushing behind Wu Ming, and when the two of them were back to back, he didn't look back, his backhand was a sword, and the tip of the sword of "Returning to the Wind and Dancing Snow" pointed directly at the back of Wu Ming's head.

Three swords in a row, one sword is as strong as a sword, Wu Ming was overwhelmed, and finally it was too late to change his moves, so he could only put the two guns backwards, and his body rushed forward, just to rush to the way of life, not to hurt people with short guns.

"Not bad, not bad!" Zhang Zhun stood on the stage, watching the battle develop smoothly, and couldn't help but nod.

"It seems that Master Bai's nephew really lives up to the trust of the adults!" Tian Huaiyuan wiped the cold sweat on his head.

This is the first time that Pang Xie has gone all out since participating in this competition, and fortunately he has the upper hand, which is enough to prove that he can get close to the finals, not by luck, otherwise I don't know how others will look at it, in addition, in case he fails to complete Zhang Zhun's commission, to let the people of Montenegro make a move, I am afraid that not only Pang Xie, but even Luoying Island will be unlucky.

"The surname Wu hasn't done the poison yet, so I don't know what will happen next. "Guo Nu doesn't open any pot.

Tian Huaiyuan glared at him, but he didn't say anything, even the Ruyi monk was defeated at the hands of this person, whether Pang Xie could win or not, he really didn't know the bottom in his heart.

Pang Xie attacked with three swords, and Wu Ming, who finally hit, was overwhelmed, and he couldn't fight against Pang Xie with his marksmanship alone, so he snorted coldly, and then, a black gas diffused from the two guns, exuding a fishy smell, which made people smell and vomit.

Pang Xie frowned, as if he was extremely afraid of this poisonous gas, a little on tiptoe, retreated a few feet back, carried the broken jade true qi, shook the long sword in his hand, and cast the "wind sending flower fragrance" of the "Thirteen Styles of Clear Wind", and a gust of fresh wind agitated on his side, blowing the black qi away from the three feet around his body, barely holding the situation.

On the high platform, a trace of black gas wafted in, Zhang Zhun smelled the fishy smell, his body couldn't help shaking, and his face became ugly.

"Amitabha!"

With the sound of Zen Master Huiming's Buddha name, a faint golden light was reflected from his body, enveloping Zhang Zhun in it, blocking the black qi from the golden light.

Zhang Zhun's complexion improved, and he sighed: "What a powerful poisonous skill, no wonder Ruyi Monk is not his opponent!"

Immediately, his brows furrowed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Elder Tian, can your master and nephew defeat him?"

Tian Huaiyuan also smelled this kind of black gas for the first time, held back the feeling of vomiting, and reluctantly said: "The Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng in this sect have a slight effect on this poisonous skill, it depends on how well Master Bai's nephew practices." ”

"Elder Tian, don't give your lordship any relief, the Qingfeng Thirteen Style is your introductory swordsmanship on Luoying Island, even if it is effective, it is average, and you can still hold it right now, but I am afraid that after a while, the poisonous gas will overflow, and you can't even hide, let alone the enemy!" Guo Nu said.

"What does Zen Master think?" Zhang Zhun frowned when he heard this, and turned his head to ask Zen Master Huiming.

"It's hard to deal with it without a trick. Hui Ming whispered.

Zhang Zhun frowned even more, and commanded in a low voice: "Mountains and rivers, order all the people and horses, and prepare to shoot!"

......

After Wu Ming performed his poisonous skills, he immediately gained the upper hand, brandished two short guns, and kept approaching Pang Xie, who fought and retreated, not fighting him head-on.

This poisonous skill is extremely domineering, although the black gas emitted to the outside is powerful, but it is only residual poison, and the toxicity of the double guns itself is even more intense, when the two fight, the Northern Stygian Sword occasionally touches the double guns, it will attract a little black gas, corroding a black spot on the sword, the steel can still be corroded, not to mention the flesh and blood.

Just when the two were fighting, the scope of the poisonous gas was getting bigger and bigger, not to mention the people who were watching the battle in all directions, even the righteous servants of Montenegro who were paraded in the audience, they couldn't stand it.

Therefore, Zhang Shanhe personally led the team to expand the parade range outward ten zhang, and all the people in this range were driven away, standing more than ten zhang away, watching the game, and only a few masters in the top 16 were able to stay on the sidelines, such as Gao Feng, Ruyi monk, Mo Falcon, Mo Harrier and others.

Pang Xie and Wu Ming fought about a meal, and the black gas gradually enveloped the entire ring, Pang Xie had retreated to the edge of the ring, and there was no way to retreat, so he could only rely on the "Breeze Thirteen Styles", drumming a little breeze, and protecting himself from being invaded by poisonous gas, as for wanting to fight back, it was even more difficult.

"Hmph, it's very good, it hasn't fallen down yet. Wu Ming said coldly, fortunately, the burden of his poisonous skills is not light, and the moves of the two guns are inevitably worse, otherwise it will be even more difficult for Pang Xie to deal with.

"I ...... cough cough ......" Pang Xie opened his mouth, inhaled a few traces of black gas, couldn't help coughing a few times, his body was crooked, and he almost fell to the ground.

"It's really stupid enough, dare to open your mouth when you do it with me, aren't you afraid of being poisoned?" Wu Ming said astringently.

"I'm not going to lose!" Ponche said in a muffled voice, shutting his mouth.

"Haha, do you think you'll be fine if you don't open your mouth? My poisonous gas has seeped through the pores around my body!" Wu Ming laughed.

Pang Xie was stunned, and was about to refute, when suddenly his feet slipped, and his body was crooked, if he hadn't reacted quickly and supported his body with a sword, he was afraid that he would have fallen.

Wu Ming saw the opportunity, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he strode forward, a short gun on the left, sweeping Pang Xie's right hand, and a steel gun on the right, piercing Pang Xie's throat, and attacking with both guns, no longer defending.

These two shots are fierce, and they contain this poisonous black gas, if Pang Xie doesn't retreat, he will be shot and killed, but behind him is the side of the ring, as long as he retreats slightly, he will be defeated on the spot.

At the critical moment when the two guns were about to pierce, Pang Xie suddenly showed a strange smile on his face, and then abandoned the sword with his right hand, and suddenly grabbed the steel gun in Wu Ming's left hand, and his left hand was also stretched out, and he grabbed the short gun in Wu Ming's right hand tightly, and then, with both hands, he pulled it hard, and suddenly dragged Wu Ming three feet in front of him.

Wu Ming's face changed greatly, and he was stunned by Pang Xie's hand, and the first time he didn't let go of his gun with both hands and stepped back, but looked down at Pang Xie's hands, wanting to see what Pang Xie's hands looked like when they were corroded by the poisonous gas.

Unexpectedly, as far as the eye could see, Pang Xie's hands were intact, and they were not corroded at all, so he couldn't help but be stunned.

The battle between the two sides was in full swing, how could Pang Xie give him a chance to be stunned, with all his strength, he flew up with a kick, hitting Wu Ming's chest, only to hear a "click", and eight or nine ribs were broken in his chest.

"Ah!" On and off the field, there was an exclamation from Qi Qi, no one thought that Pang Xie would be able to put himself to death and come back to life, and he could really fight back!

Wu Ming took a kick, and finally reacted, hurriedly let go of his hands, took a few steps back, and spurted a bloody arrow from his mouth, heading straight for Pang Xie's door.

Pang Xie tilted his head and flashed the blood arrow, but saw that Wu Ming's face had become snow-white, but his hands had become red, faintly emitting red light, giving up Pang Xie without fighting, turning around and rushing towards the high platform on the west side.

On the high platform on the west side, it is the place where Zhang Zhun watched the battle!

The situation on the field changed, and there was a world of change between the rise and fall of the rabbit, the first moment, Wu Ming still had the upper hand, and the next moment, Wu Ming pounced on Zhang Zhun.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhun's face changed rapidly, and before he could open his mouth, he heard the Zen Master Huiming beside him shouting: "This is the secret of impermanence rebirth!"

Zhang Shanhe in the audience was not slow to react at all, and when Zen Master Huiming made a move, the halberd in his hand was swung out, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, and suddenly slashed towards Wu Ming!

It's just that although these two people reacted quickly, one palm and one halberd failed, because just before Wu Ming rushed out of the ring, Pang Xie had already caught up from behind, and with a punch, it smashed on the back of Wu Ming's head, bursting his brain, and he died on the spot!