At this moment, the two are fighting to the most critical moment!

Hong Shuangxi only had the hilt of the sword cut off by Qi Qi in his hand, and the young man was not comfortable, only to see that seven branches were inserted into his body, and these seven branches kept writhing, as if he wanted to go further and completely penetrate his body!

The blood gushing out of the boy's body was extremely violent, and the pain of the heart made his face distort for a while, as if every time he moved his body, the branches would go deeper!

The beast will not bow its head easily! The young man's murderous knife has not stopped, and continues to slash at Hong Shuangxi's neck! Hong Shuangxi has no support at this moment, how can the hilt of the sword in his hand resist this murderous knife!

At this critical moment, the black sandalwood that was originally inserted in the golden crown has finished burning!

A wisp of black smoke poured into the snort of the young man holding the murder knife high, and the young man instantly frowned. Completely in a predicament, Hong Shuangxi was overjoyed to see this, and the secret path was extremely dangerous!

Lifting the remaining hilt of the sword, he struggled to insert it into the young man's chest! The hilt of the sword stabbed steadily into it, Hong Shuangxi retreated to the corner of the battle platform, and then quickly sealed with both hands!

Then he shouted: "Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the fog that permeated the battle platform slowly dissipated. Everyone saw the boy fall heavily!

He also had seven branches stuck in his body, and his clothes were torn apart, revealing old scars in addition to new wounds.

The blood gushing out of his chest stained the battle platform even red, and the blood was like a funeral shroud, covering his body.

The young man fell completely on the stage, and his breath was like a gossamer.

But his eyes were still unwillingly angry, and he hadn't completely died.

At this moment, Hong Shuangxi was also exhausted and half-knelt on the battle platform, which was already the end of the crossbow.

The scarlet-robed Yuan Infant in the audience saw that the young man was no longer able to move, and Hong Shuangxi was still struggling to support him. Then he said coldly: "The victory and defeat have been decided!" and thus announced Hong Shuangxi's victory.

It's a pity that despite the victory, everyone in the Qingshuang Sword Pavilion didn't have the slightest joy.

As soon as the words of the Yuan Infant Power came out, Hong Shuangxi could no longer control his body, and he turned his head and passed out completely. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he still won!

Tang drunk immediately flew up to the stage, hugged Hong Shuangxi in his arms, and when he walked off the stage, he took out a few pills for him to take.

I sighed in my heart that it was dangerous, although I couldn't see the battle between the two in the black fog, but this battle was really dangerous, this young man could be called a masterpiece!

After a while, the boy was still on the stage, and no one came to save him.

Like a lone beast, dying and struggling in the last moment of loneliness.

The young man's eyes were full of loneliness and unwillingness, and the direction in which he fell happened to be looking at Tang Zui, but it was a pity that it was difficult to stand up, and it was even more difficult to speak.

If he could speak, he would not say a word of begging, this is the last dignity of a beast!

Tang drunk and sighed secretly, this person is really good, he is a very good man!

The boy is like a combination of Tang Changsheng and the thirteenth of the Wolf Palace, lonely and lonely, and has the most primitive fighting beast nature of human beings.

Tang drunk walked up to the stage and rescued the boy from the stage.

The boy endured the pain, and with a muffled grunt, he passed out completely.

Seeing this scene, Su Yunling said puzzledly: "Tang boy, what do you mean by this?"

Tang Zui shook his head, and then said: "I like this young man! I will go out later, this person is tired of the senior sister to take care of him, and he must be rescued." ”

After that, he took out a piece of Zhou Immortal, let the young man swallow it, and left here alone with Ah Bao......

Lonely long nights, few sleepless.

Ah Bao is sitting on the Zen chair opposite Tang Zui at this moment, this huge pavilion is actually called Qizhen Fang! No need to ask Tang Zui already knows that this is the Qiqiao Pavilion, the power arranged in Tianzhong City.

Ah Bao and Tang drunk chatted for a while, but they didn't ask about the Baibao Dao people, as if this didn't happen.

This made Tang drunk a little confused, the two slowly tasted tea, and Tang drunk was also looking at the furnishings of the elegant hall here.

I saw that the windows were bright and clean, and the walls of the entire elegant house were actually decorated and painted into a long scroll of landscapes! Together with the window and the table of the Eight Immortals beside the two of them, they were all integrated with this scroll.

This is indeed a very good means, Tang drunk tea for a while, and I feel very calm. The ears are like the sound of cranes chirping in the pavilion, and the cicadas are singing in the bitter autumn.

Tang Zui said with some puzzlement: "Miss Bao, I don't know who wrote the Yatang here! ”

Ah Bao lightly put down the teacup, and then said: "Don't hide it from Tang Daoyou, this entire Seven Treasures Workshop is a high-grade treasure! And Yatang is only a part of it! In the Seven Treasures Workshop, you can carefully cultivate and get twice the result with half the effort." ”

Tang was drunk, he was shocked, he didn't expect the Qiqiao Pavilion to be so strong, and the huge entire Qizhen Fang turned out to be a high-grade treasure, and its value was immeasurable.

Po glanced out the window, it was as dark as ink and no stars and moon were shining.

Ah Bao continued: "The matter of that mud pill is very important. Please also ask Tang Daoyou to wait for a while, Ah Bao has already informed my uncle of the loss, and he will come later. ”

Tang Zui didn't expect it to be so complicated, and hurriedly said, "No need, Miss Bao." It is already a great opportunity for the kid to meet the remnant soul of Baibao's predecessors. I don't ask for any reward from your faction, if there is nothing to do, I will leave first. ”

After saying this, Ah Bao's face was unhappy for a while, and he suddenly spoke: "Tang Daoyou is a junior in my Tangram Pavilion......!

Before Po finished speaking, a heroic laugh sounded. I saw a person push the door in, looked at Tang drunk and laughed, and then said: "Yes! My Tangram Pavilion is indeed a clear grievance! Tang Xiaoyou, don't you want to see the deity?"

As soon as Ah Bao saw this person coming, he immediately stood up happily and said with a smile: "Uncle Gong, Uncle Gong! As soon as you come to Tianzhong City, Ah Bao will not be able to find you, so tell me where you have gone? ”

The person who came was the public who lost everything! The public lost and didn't say much, he slowly sat on the Zen chair with a light smile, watched Tang get drunk and then drank a sip of tea.

Tang was intoxicated with heart palpitations for a while, and secretly said that this person is unfathomable! The cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage, but it is not comparable to the power of the ordinary Yuan Infant Stage!

This feeling he felt from Bai Wushuang's body! I think it should be an old monster in the late Yuan Infant Stage!

Tang drunk Yuguang glanced at the public loser, this person was dressed in white and shrouded in thin body, and there was no wind to sway slightly. The wide eyes and big ears are quite majestic, and the white eyebrows hang down long, and it is difficult to see how old he is for a while.

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