Because the enemy soul chose to break the yin and yang positive and negative five Ji formations, the duel between Pan Dongliu and Saijing became the least suspenseful of the four groups of duels.

Everyone is still digesting everything about the battle between the enemy soul and Xu Bansheng, and the second battle, which was originally not suspenseful, has become even more uncaring.

In any case, when Saijing saw himself walking into the martial arts arena, he didn't even have anyone looking at him, and he was extremely depressed.

When facing Pan Dongliu again, Saijing became more and more out of temper.

In the previous two rounds of competition, Sai Jing was very lucky, and of course he also hid some means.

Who can get to the position of the top eight, and who doesn't have some hidden means? Even if they are recognized as the strongest feud, and the second strongest in the top eight, who would think that they really have no reservations at all, and have already displayed all their strength in front of everyone?

Looking at the eight winds of the immovable pan east, Saijing could only smile bitterly.

"Senior Brother Dongliu, please. Saijing wanted to speak and stopped.

Pan Dongliu smiled, also arched his hand, and said, "Senior Brother Saijing, I didn't expect it to be you." ”

Sai Jing smiled bitterly and pursed his lips, "Unless you encounter Senior Brother Hatred, no matter who you meet, there is actually no difference. ”

Pan Dongliu was noncommittal, but silently stretched out his hands and pressed them on the pillar of light.

The next moment, Pan Dongliu appeared in the Cave Heaven Battlefield, and the competition scene then entered.

Until the two entered the Cave Heaven Battlefield, the confrontation between the two failed to attract too much attention, but a few disciples who had a good relationship with Sai Jing on weekdays finally put aside the shock just now for the time being, and began to cast their eyes on the light curtain.

After hesitating for a moment, Sai Jing finally said, "Senior Brother Dongliu, I know that I am definitely not your opponent. So, please end this battle as soon as possible. ”

Saijing is also helpless, if possible. He would never want that. However, his battle with Pan Dongliu did not even attract attention. It's really pointless.

Pan Dongliu understood what Saijing meant, and in a normal way, of course he should keep it as much as possible, as long as he could defeat Saijing. In that case, the battle will drag on for a long time, and Saijing has lost his faith, hoping that Pan Dongliu can make the strongest move to make this battle end faster.

I don't have the intention of procrastinating for time. Pan Dongliu believes that ending this battle in the strongest state can also be regarded as a sign of respect for the game.

So he nodded, and said, "Senior Brother Sai, you are ready to take over my Canglang Water Trick!"

When Saijing heard this, he also worked hard, hoping to meet the vicissitudes of the waves in the strongest state.

Hu Tongfang announced the start of the battle, and Pan Dongliu did not hesitate, and directly laid his strongest Canglang water trick.

In an instant, the flood in the Cave Heaven Battlefield was raging, but it was a liquid of water that emitted a metallic light like mercury, and it seemed that the flow speed was not fast. But from the beginning, it made the competition feel that it was difficult. Even, not only did his movements slow down, but even the speed at which he recited the mantra slowed down.

This trick mercury is in the ground. Compared to the previous time when Pan Dongliu played against Chen Yuanliang, the mercury used was even stronger, and it seemed that this was the result of Pan Dongliu's full effort.

And Chen Yuanliang finally noticed this battle at this moment, the mercury trick was extremely familiar to him, but it was extremely unfamiliar.

Is this the real strength of Pan Dongliu? It turns out that when he treated me yesterday, he still had at least two to three percent of his strength? If Pan Dongliu had exerted all his strength yesterday. I'm afraid I'm going to lose even worse, right?

It's ridiculous that some disciples comforted Chen Yuanliang, saying that Pan Dongliu was just lucky. If it weren't for Chen Yuanliang's ability to refine the sword into silk as soon as he got started, his mercury trick might not have been able to play such a big role. Now it seems. Everything was given for nothing, Sai Jing was almost trapped by the thick mercury and couldn't move, if it was Chen Yuanliang, I am afraid it would only be worse.

Sai Jing finally finished reciting his mantra, and the red light suddenly appeared, seeing that he was about to complete a counterattack.

But unfortunately, with a wave of his hands, the monstrous mercury disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

Then, Pan Dongliu said with a slight smile on his face: "Senior Brother Sai, be careful, this is the second trick of the Canglang Water Technique, and the weak water will turn a thousand times!"

It was still a monstrous flood, the difference was that there was not even a trace of impurities in this monstrous water, Saijing sank between the floods, only feeling that his body was as heavy as a scab, and the extremely slow movements just now seemed to be unhindered in the slightest, and he couldn't perform it when the speed was so fast that he couldn't show it.

The red light rushed out, but it was a pity that in this extremely light and weak water, even the light seemed to become the weight of Mount Tai, and it sank headlong without flying out of the foot.

Pan Dongliu moved his hands again, and the weak water began to turn, forming countless huge whirlpools. Between this whirlpool, Sai Jing couldn't even exert a trace of strength, only felt that the air between his chest cavity was getting less and less, and the weak water seemed to be lighter than air, and after entering his nose, it directly floated up to his head.

The weak water poured in frantically, and Saijing could no longer resist it, and finally, the weak water in his body, coupled with the torrent composed of countless whirlpools around his body, easily tore him to pieces.

There is no frustration, no sadness, because this is the inevitable end.

can be defeated under the weak water of the pan-eastward flow of 3,000, and the competition scene can be regarded as getting what he wants.

Arching his hand, Sai Jing said to Pan Dongliu: "Thank you Senior Brother Dongliu for your success." ”

Pan Dongliu smiled and said, "You're welcome." ”

The two walked side by side in the martial arts arena, and there was no trace of emotion in Hu Tongfang's voice, which was the same as when he judged Xu Bansheng to win and the enemy soul was defeated just now.

"In the second game, Pan Dongliu won and lost the game. ”

Knowing that it was time for him to appear, Niu Stool smiled strangely at the knife, and then strode towards the coming Pan Dongliu.

"Senior Brother Dongliu, you're too strong! ”

Pan Dongliu smiled, staggered shoulder-to-shoulder with the cow stool, and said, "You and Dao Crazy Chess are opponents, and no one pays attention to me this time." ”

Niu Stool laughed, and Pan Dongliu said: "Come on!"

The cow stool didn't stop, and walked directly into the martial arts arena, and he didn't even have the mood to say a few polite words with the knife maniac.

The knife maniac had a gloomy face. Then he walked into the martial arts arena, he looked at the cow stool with a little provocation, and said, "I thought that Senior Brother Niu would also improve his realm in battle!"

The cowstool raised his hands disdainfully. While pressing the pillar of light, he said, "Deal with you." I don't need to improve my realm yet. ”

The knife was furious, but the cow stool had already entered the battlefield of the cave, and it was useless to say more, but it seemed that he was timid.

When he was about to press his anger into his heart, the sword maniac's hands pressed on the pillar of light.

The two stood face to face in the Dongtian Battlefield, not smiling, without half a point of politeness, but just bowed their hands. didn't even say anything, just said that he was ready, waiting for Hu Tongfang to announce the start of the battle.

As soon as Hu Tongfang's words fell, a big knife suddenly appeared in the hand of the knife maniac, and then, it was his Thirty-six Slayer Swords.

In one breath, the knife maniac actually swung out seven swords, one more move than when he faced Zhu Yitian yesterday. It turned out that he knew that the eighteenth sword was enough to defeat Zhu Yitian. Even if Zhu Yitian struggled in vain, at most he would be able to swing one more knife, so he also retained a certain amount of strength.

Today's knife maniac. is his strongest state.

Two breaths, seven swords, there is no doubt that next time, the knife maniac will swing six swords in a row. In this way, as long as he strikes for the third time, he will reach the point of eighteen knives.

Of course, eighteen knives are not enough to defeat the cow stool, which has been confirmed by the knife mania yesterday.

So. Knife Maniac made his fourth shot after three rounds. If you can swing a few knives, you will almost become the winner.

If you can reach four knives. It was almost certain that the knife maniac had won, and with the performance of the bull stool all along, he could not resist the twenty-second knife of the thirty-six swords of the slaughtering saint.

But if the knife madness can only swing three swords, the result will be more mysterious.

Of course, it depends on the response of the cow stool.

The cow stool also flicked his wrist, and in an instant, the long sword rolled over.

Two breaths, eleven swords, is this the strongest state of the cow stool?

The clanging sound rang out again, and the eleven swords blocked the seven swords of the sword madness.

The two of them didn't make adjustments, and the big knife in the knife maniac's hand swung again.

Six blade shadows flashed, and sure enough, in the second round of the knife madness, a total of six knives were swung.

And the cow stool was not to be outdone, and his wrist shook again, and several sword flowers had faintly appeared on the tip of the sword.

Each sword flower is five swords, and three sword flowers are fifteen swords.

Is there only fifteen swords?

You know, just yesterday, although the knife maniac started weakly, but after three rounds, he swung a total of twelve knives. Of these twelve swords, the cow stool used twenty-seven swords to resist.

But today, the sword maniac swung thirteen swords in two rounds, and the cow bench only produced fifteen swords in the second round? In this way, he only used twenty-six swords in the first two rounds, how could he be able to block the already stronger sword maniac?

Is it too much strength, or is it too much strength that the cow stool saved yesterday?

If it is the former, the bull bench is in danger, even if he barely holds on in the second round, he will definitely lose in the third round.

But if it's the latter, why did Niu Bench lure the enemy yesterday? With such strength, he could ignore the sword maniac's Slaughter Thirty-six Swords and give him the opportunity to cast Eighteen Swords at all, right?

Dangdangdang!

The wind was raging in the Cave Heaven Battlefield, and the swords and swords clashed to cause the airflow to be disturbed, and countless sand and stones on the ground were blown up, and the figures of the two of them were a little blurred between the dust.

At least, the second round was still a scoreless, and neither of them had the slightest pause, on the contrary, the cow bench seemed to take advantage of the opportunity of less sword, and it was slightly faster than the knife maniac by half a point.

In the previous two rounds, the knife maniac moved first, followed by the cow stool.

But in this third round, it was the wrist of the bull stool that shook sharply first, and in an instant, four sword flowers appeared on the tip of his sword. Each sword flower is five swords, which means that the cow stool has twenty swords in a row.

Although the next round of the knife maniac is almost destined to only swing five swords, the power of these five swords is more powerful than the first two rounds combined.

Twenty swords against five swords, can you stop it?

No, the knife in the hand of the knife maniac brought up an afterimage, but it didn't seem to be more than five knives, and it seemed to be on par with the round just now.

Is it six knives?

The knife maniac can still swing six knives this round?

Suddenly, almost all the disciples held their breath, and they all seemed to think that the bull bench had been defeated.

Although they are all six swords, the last of these six swords is already the nineteenth swords of the Thirty-six Swords of the Slaughter Saint, which is already stronger than the strongest sword maniac when the two of them faced each other yesterday.

At this time, the eighty-one swords of the bull stool only used forty-six swords, which was more than half of the eighty-one swords. (To be continued)