However, although the Xuanying aura is magical, after all, he has lost too much blood, and the bloodthirsty skill consumes too much spiritual power, so he is equivalent to fighting with double energy all the time, otherwise it is impossible to force the opponent into such a miserable situation.

Double the output means double the consumption, and Meng Fang has persisted until now, and he has indeed reached the verge of depletion of spiritual power. If his spiritual power is no longer enough to support the operation of the Xuan Ying Aura, it will be a matter of minutes to turn the tables around.

So now it looks like victory is in sight, but in fact, it is not yet known who will kill the deer.

Meng Fang was obviously very aware of this, and he suddenly let out a loud shout, and raised his foot and stepped heavily on the ground.

The aura under his feet was unexpectedly dispersed by him and poured into this step. The power of the aura turned into a gravity field, and Pentium suddenly slowed down, and was deceived by Meng Fang to take the opportunity to get close to him.

Meng Fang's right axe was already ready to be finished, and an axe slashed at the shoulder of the galloping surge.

At the critical moment, Meng Fang made a desperate move, and it was clear that the goal had been achieved.

Seeing that victory was in sight, who knew that at this moment, the galloping suddenly let out a neigh, and the head turned into a horse's face. And in the middle of the horse's head, there was a golden horn.

The golden horn burst out of a white light, and the blindness in front of his eyes suddenly turned white. And not only that, what is even more terrifying is that even his divine consciousness has fallen into a white vast.

"It's... How is this possible!?" the Great Elder immediately exclaimed.

"Great Elder, what kind of skill is this?" Yu Mu hurriedly asked.

"It's unicorn blindness. The Great Elder said with a look of disbelief.

"Unicorns?"

"Not bad!" explained the Great Elder, "according to legend, this Centaur race is the birth of a race born from the union of unicorns and humans.

The unicorn is a demon creature, and it is the purest kind of demonic beast.

They are magical creatures with extremely powerful mana and are immune to almost all negative magic. But for so many years, I have never seen the Centaur clan have such a miraculous ability, could it be that the bloodline of the ancestor of this kid has suddenly awakened?"

Yu Mu was shocked when he heard this: "I didn't expect that the Pentium, who had won the triple crown, still had hidden hole cards and did not appear, which shows the strength of this person."

If he hadn't seen through his weaknesses this time, and with the assistance of water and gold, I'm afraid the championship would be his again. And if he gets another sword, there will probably be no one among the descendants of the Baimeng who will be his opponent. ’

The galloping surprise attack was successful, and the two knives in his right hand stabbed into Meng Fang's chest like lightning. Meng was blind in his eyes, but he was not flustered, and the axe in his right hand did not stop in the slightest, and he also slashed at the shoulder of Pentium at the same time.

Burst~

The axe fell on the shoulder, like a crack in firewood, and the knife in the galloping hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Pentium still had an arm, and only his left hand held the half-cut knife, which held the fall of the big axe and avoided being cut into two parts.

At the same time, Meng Fang also countered the knife wound with an axe, so that the double knives in the chest could not advance a single inch.

Neither of them could move anymore, so they fell into a stalemate.

Though man is still, blood gushes out like a fountain. In particular, the wound on the left shoulder of the galloping is half an axe deep, and the entire left shoulder is almost removed, and the speed of blood loss can be imagined.

Although Meng Fang seemed to be much better on the surface, his internal bleeding was actually worse than that of Pentium.

The two knives stabbed him in the heart, and although the monk's heart was not as fragile and deadly as a mortal, if it was left to bleed, a large amount of blood loss could also kill a person.

At this time, the two sides are competing neither in strength nor in skills, but in the fight for whose blood volume is more abundant and whose vitality is more tenacious and vigorous.

Winning or losing in this way has never been seen in the history of the Hundred Leagues Championship.

The audience became silent, everyone looked unbearable, and even many people covered their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

The picture was too bloody, and the two of them were the best of the best, and the clansmen's allies couldn't bear to see them make such a scene.

It's cruel!

The Great Elder clenched his fists and trembled: "No! I can't let this kind of game go on any longer, I want to admit defeat for Fang'er." ”

At this time, Meng Ce is not there, and he is the only one who can make decisions for Meng Fang.

"Honor and status are important, but it's not worth your life. Great Elder, I support you and put an end to this cruel game!" Yu Mu's eyes were filled with tears.

The two stood up and were about to rush to the arena, but they heard Zijin in the gourd exclaim: "Wait~ Look at it." ”

The two hurriedly looked into the arena, only to see that the front leg that was the heaviest in the galloping suddenly trembled. Then there was a grunt, and he knelt down.

As soon as his balance was lost, he could no longer hold on and collapsed. Mengfang and Pentium have always been supporting each other, and when Pentium fell, Mengfang was also difficult to support alone, and then fell.

The two fell into the dust, and there was no movement.

"Is it another draw!"

"Both finals were draws, which has never happened before!"

"Draw lots to determine the candidates for the finals, interesting!"

If so, then the Tiger Girl group is eligible to continue to compete. ”

The audience exclaimed and remarked.

This round of competition has created countless miracles in the history of the Baimeng Championship.

"Hurry up and save people!" At this time, the two of them didn't care what happened in the future, and the life of Meng Fang came first.

"Look..."

Yu Mu and the others, who were about to break through the enchantment, were stopped by Zijin's voice again.

"Brother Mengfang, he moved!"

The two looked up, and sure enough, they saw Meng Fang struggling to get up.

Little by little, he supported his body and stood up tremblingly, but he fell again and again.

Failure after failure, attempt after attempt, this represents the indomitable spirit of the beast race and the will not to admit defeat.

There were tears in everyone's eyes, but the blood of the beast was boiling.

"Stand up, mad bull!"

I don't know who made the first shout, and then the arena suddenly resounded like a tidal wave.

"Stand up, mad bull!"

"Stand up, mad bull!"

......

The deafening cry seemed to have reached Mengfang's ears through the barrier.

Meng Fang finally straightened up little by little, and he stood up!

"It's game time!"

The robin's crisp voice was like a thunderclap in the tsunami-like cry of the mountains.

There was a sudden silence in the arena.

The robin is the most accurate race of the hundred races, and he will never be wrong.

'But why at this time?

Yu Mu and the others didn't care about the outcome at all, and the two rushed into the middle early and flew in front of Meng Fang.

At the same time, a figure flashed, and the old man glanced at Meng Fang, who had completely fainted, with a complicated expression, picked up and galloped away.

The two Great Elders also immediately hugged Meng Fang into their arms, and with the input of rejuvenation spiritual power, Yu Mu couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

He found that his body, which was now open, was almost empty. The spiritual power is almost inaccessible, and the blood and qi are even more absent, this is the real oil running out!

Just like that, he insisted on standing up!

What kind of indomitable spirit is this! What kind of strong will is this! What kind of perseverance and conviction is required to achieve this!

Yu Mu's heart was shaken! He got to know this old friend again.

In the face of honor and ideals, Meng Fang has become another person! a person admired by Mu!

Meng Fang's situation was already so bad that it was almost mortal, and Yu Mu's rejuvenation spiritual power could only be fed into his body in a way as thin as a gossamer.

With such a slow rate of treatment, I don't know when he will recover. Fortunately, Yu Mu is here, and Meng Fang's injuries are not worried about his life.

"The results of the sixth round of the Baimeng Championship White Sun Group: uh~ Due to the absence of the three main heads of the referee team, it cannot be decided at the moment, so the results of the game will be postponed and announced at a later date. ”

As soon as the two of them carried Meng Fang back to the stands, the voice of the referee on the rostrum was heard.

Bai Baihe, Meng Ce and the leader of the Centaur clan were all busy saving people, and these three were the three most important referees, and the result of Meng Fang's game was special, so it was definitely impossible to decide the outcome of the game at the moment.

The group returned to the station, and after three days of treatment, Meng Fang's face was a little bloody, and the aura began to run, but it was still far from healing.

This is thanks to the blood replenishing effect of the spirit ginseng, otherwise only the loss of blood deficiency will not know how long it will take to make up.

Three days later, the Great Elder saw that Mengfang's situation had stabilized, so he spoke: "It's been three days, and the results of the competition are estimated to come out, I'll go and see." ”

This matter is related to the inheritance of the clan of Mengfang, and the great elder has never been able to let go of it in his heart.

Yu Mu nodded and said, "Okay! You can go! We are here, don't worry." ”

After about half a day, the Great Elder Tie returned with a blue face.

Seeing his face, everyone's hearts suddenly sank.

Yu Mu hurriedly asked, "Great Elder, but the situation is not favorable to Brother Mengfang. ”

"Hmph!" Sure enough, the Great Elder snorted coldly and said, "It's so shameful, the current result is fifty against fifty." ”

"Fifty against fifty?" everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Fifty votes were in favor of Fang'er winning, while the other fifty votes were in favor of a draw. ”

"Ah!" the crowd was disappointed.

"What's even infuriating is Monze, who actually voted for a draw. ”

"What!" the news was almost unbelievable.

In other words, it was Meng Ze's vote that vetoed the possibility of Meng Fang becoming the champion directly.

The Great Elder said in a frosty voice: "I didn't expect him to be so selfish, in order to ascend the throne, he would abandon the interests of the whole clan, it is really shameless."

It was he and the Centaur clan who openly expressed their support for a draw that made the result of the original conclusion become what it is now.

Hmph~ If he hadn't been healing Mengtong, I would have united my clan to find him justice. ”

No wonder the Great Elder is angry like this, the Centaur Clan originally wanted to replace the status of the Barbarian Bull Clan, and Meng Fang's battle this time can be regarded as having some grievances with them, and it is understandable that people do not support Meng Fang.

But it is really unreasonable for Meng Ce, as the acting patriarch of the Barbarian Bull Clan, to make such a selfish decision.