The battle that had been evenly matched changed at this moment, and the tide of the battle suddenly fell to one side.

Bai Hao was careless for a while, and was forced to hurry by the other party, and when he retreated again and again, the other party suddenly pointed in the air, and the gap in front of him was wide open, and he didn't have time to dodge at all.

The blow in front of him was fierce, and if he was hit, he was afraid that he would be defeated in an instant.

The sharp qi pierced the clothes on his chest, Bai Hao forced himself around at the risk of being injured, and in a moment, the strength cut a huge blood mark on his chest.

Everyone in the audience watched the blood splash, and Bai Hao had already withdrawn and flashed aside.

The shirt was torn, and underneath it was a hideous wound. The wound was absolutely to the bone, and the white clothes were already soaked with blood in the blink of an eye.

"Bai Hao ......" in the audience couldn't help but be nervous.

After a loss, Bai Hao was already traumatized. This kind of injury is not insignificant, and if you have an injury, it will be even more difficult to deal with the battle in the future.

Somewhere in the crowd, Yu Dashuai glared at two eyes: "He...... How did he kill him!"

Yu Qingfeng turned his head: "Dead hand?"

"If you hadn't dodged just now, Bai Hao would have died. Yu Dashuai said.

"Stinky boy, shut your mouth and watch quietly. Yu Liexiong said.

Yu Qingfeng also said: "It was indeed a chance just now, but Senior Brother Bai Hao is strong, how could he be defeated so easily." Besides, how can the other party make a dead hand, this is a competition in the ring, not a life-and-death fight. Dashuai, your strength is too weak, and it is understandable that you don't know, but you are not allowed to talk nonsense. ”

was refuted one after another, and Yu Dashuai closed his mouth silently.

On the stage, Bai Hao covered his wounds and clenched his teeth. In addition to the blood dripping, the temples are also beads of sweat.

The other party just ...... It was to kill him......

Maybe others can't feel it, but he faced that move, and the murderous aura in it was clearly felt.

If it weren't for his desperate dodge, I'm afraid that even his heart would have been pierced.

Hong Tianyou failed to succeed, and sighed: "Brother Bai Hao, I'm really embarrassed." I've never been a serious man. accidentally hurt you...... Oh, that's only to blame you for being too weak, don't blame me. ”

Bai Hao gritted his teeth, the wound was too deep, the blood flowed like an infusion, and his face was pale.

Take two steps back, take out a longbow, and draw it like a full moon. With a low roar, he released the bowstring, and the arrows flew out like a torrential rain.

With this rain of swords in his hand, the arrows almost covered half of the ring.

Long Wenmu in the audience saw it and secretly sighed that Bai Hao's archery skills had made progress again. Nowadays, his archery skills are much more refined than when he fought with himself.

It seems that he lost to himself in archery more than a month ago, and he has practiced archery in more than a month.

In the rain of swords, Hong Tianyou sneered, his body was like a swimming dragon, and every step out was several feet away, leaving a series of phantoms.

I don't know what kind of body technique he has shown, his whereabouts are erratic, and he is unpredictable at all. Even in this dense rain of swords, it is like a leisurely walk.

Bai Hao's forehead was sweating like rain, and almost all the demonic power was mobilized. However, Hong Tianyou's figure was like a ghost, and in just a few steps, he passed through the dense arrows and came to Bai Hao one step away.

"How could it be ......?"

Bai Hao was about to fight back, but the other party grabbed his right hand, pressed it down, and lifted his knee to the top, just on his elbow.

Bai Hao was in pain, and raised his other palm to fight back.

The other party didn't pay attention to it at all, the hand that grabbed him still didn't let go, maintained a knee-raising posture, reached out and pressed it on his big arm, and with a click, there was a sound of bones breaking where the knee was touched.

"Stop!" came the roar of Qu Zhongyi and others from the audience.

But this roar is clearly too late.

Bai Hao's wail rang out immediately.

Hong Tianyou raised his foot and kicked Bai Hao's chest, Bai Hao vomited blood and fell out of the ring heavily.

Off the field, everyone was in an uproar.

Qu Zhongyi flashed and dragged Bai Hao who flew in.

Bai Hao's chest was sunken, leaving a deep footprint, and most importantly, his right arm was twisted into an abnormal angle.

Qu Zhongyi didn't care so much, helped Bai Hao stop the bleeding, and poured demonic power into his body.

"It's broken. Scarlet Fish examined the wound on his arm.

Bai Hao's right arm, the bones have been broken.

Although this kind of injury can be healed, it is not a matter of a day or two. With Bai Hao's current appearance, he has to cultivate for at least five or six days before he can get out of bed.

Even with the best healing medicine, it will be difficult to recover before the Battle of the Heavenly Demons.

Bai Hao is good at using a bow, and his right arm is broken, and it is impossible to use it again until he recovers.

Scarlet Xiaoyu then investigated carefully, and found that the meridians on Bai Hao's arm seemed to be damaged, and Dai's eyebrows frowned.

The damage to the meridians is definitely intentional on the part of the other party, and looking at the other party's posture, it is intentionally to abolish his arm.

Once the meridians are damaged, it is very difficult to reconnect them. If you don't do it, the whole arm will be invalidated.

For a person like Bai Hao, who is good at using bows and arrows, he has devoted almost all his life to archery. If this hand were to be destroyed, the bow and arrow would have become a luxury for him.

"You are so ruthless!" Qu Zhongyi looked at the stage angrily.

Hong Tianyou stood with his hands in his hands: "In the competition, injury is inevitable." I'm just trying my hand at it, who knew he couldn't help but fight. ”

"What did you say!"

His words completely angered everyone in Qingyun Castle in the audience.

is ruthless first, and pretends to be provocative, who can not be angry.

Hong Tianyou disagreed: "If anyone is not convinced, please give advice." ”

In fact, everyone can see this one, and the result must be Bai Hao's defeat.

Although the other party's attack is not serious, it is indeed more than a step higher.

They are all the people who fought in the battle of the Heavenly Demons, but the difference in strength is obvious.

"If you have the ability, I'll fight with you!" Scarlet Xiaoyu stood up with his sword and wanted to go on stage.

Qu Zhongyi suddenly stopped her: "Senior sister, slow down, teach this person, I'll come in person!"

With that, he flew to the stage.

The eyes of the people around him were fiery, and there were constantly disciples applauding.

Qu Zhongyi is the number one person in Qingyun Castle, in other words, the highest combat power among the disciples of Qingyun Castle. The song is intended to be hands-on, and it should lead to the excitement in everyone's hearts. Obviously, it is not yet an official battle, and this has already sent the highest combat power. Could it be that today, the Yang Kingdom and the Yunxuan Kingdom want to fight to the end with real swords and guns?

On the side of the crowd, someone carried Bai down to cultivate, and Long Wenmu walked through the crowd to Bai Hao's side.

Bai Hao was driven by the crowd and raised his head gloomily: "Senior Brother Long...... You're here too......"

"Don't talk yet, it's good to heal, and you may be able to recover before the battle of the Heavenly Demons. Long Wenmu stuffed a few bottles of medicine into his arms.

"There is Senior Brother Lao Long...... It's just that I'm so miserable, hey......" Bai Hao looked depressed, was supported by his disciples, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

Looking at his last appearance, Long Wenmu couldn't help but shake his head.

Bai Hao gave him a good impression, he was upright and upright, but sometimes he was just over and easy to break. His fiasco this time, the injury is not tight, and he will be fine in a few days after recovery, but I am afraid that he has experienced this defeat, which will make his fighting spirit wear down.

Cultivators pay attention to the understanding of their minds, and if they do not have a fighting spirit, they are afraid that it will be difficult to make progress in the future. I just hope that Bai Hao will not be trapped by this kind of demon.

But then again, his defeat was purely a lack of strength. In the ring competition, there is always a winner or a loser, and this kind of thing can't be blamed on others.

In the ring, the atmosphere was already hot.

Qingyun Castle lost a lot this time, losing several games in a row, and even the person who ranked first on the demon master list played in person.

"Qu Zhongyi, the number one person among the disciples of Qingyun Castle, I have admired your name for a long time. Hong Tianyou laughed.

"I have nothing to be happy about being admired by you for a long time. Qu Zhongyi hummed.

"Brother Qu, I'm afraid you misunderstood what I meant. I've always heard that you people in Qingyun Castle don't have much skill in their own right, but they are better at being arrogant. Even you, the first, are impatient to come up and beg for a fight, and it seems that the rumors are really true. ”

"What are you talking about!" the people of Qingyun Castle scolded angrily when they heard this.

Qu Zhongyi snorted coldly and said: "What are you doing with so much nonsense? Who is not capable and arrogant, and he will know it not long after he has done it!"

After that, his body was shocked, and several trials in his hands were played one after another.

Hong Tianyou's reaction was not slow, and he immediately dodged, and then fought back.

The wind in the ring was loud, the violent demonic power surged and collided, the two figures shuttled quickly, and the roar of the fight was like continuous thunder.

Listening to the applause around him, Long Wenmu's brows also loosened slightly.

Qu Zhongyi is the number one person in the end, and his strength is undoubted, and he is obviously much stronger than Bai Hao.

Regardless of his personal opinion of Qu Zhongyi, at least his strength is beyond doubt.

The other party can beat Bai Hao, but he doesn't have much upper hand here in Qu Zhongyi.

If it's a song you like, it's not a problem to fight with the other party.

But at the same time, he also secretly thought that this Hong Tianyou should not be the strongest person among the representatives of the Yang Kingdom. It's obviously not the strongest, but it's on par with the song. The result of this battle of heavenly demons is probably not optimistic.

In the ring, the two sides fought inseparably. The excitement off the field from the beginning gradually turned into a kind of silence and worry.

What Long Wenmu thought, as the battle progressed, many people thought of this result.

The opponent is not the top one to be able to draw with the No. 1 Qu Zhongyi. Then if there are stronger people on the other side, who can deal with it on the side of Qingyun Castle?

On the battlefield, both of them showed their abilities, and Qu Zhongyi planned to keep his hand at first, but after the fight, he also realized that this was not an opponent who could keep his hand at all.

The two of them shuttled quickly, and the tempering roared.

This kind of battle has been sustained for a long time.

If it weren't for the similarity of strength, it would never have been between the two for so long.

"These two, who do you think is strong and who is weak?" asked Qian Lingxue.

Long Wenmu frowned calmly: "Quzhongyi has a stronger heritage, but if he wants to win, I'm afraid it will be difficult." ”

Long Wenmu also thought about it for a long time, and after watching it for such a long time, he could see that the demonic power of Qu Zhongyi was stronger than that of Hong Tianyou. But Hong Tianyou's fighting instincts, as well as his moves, are above Qu Zhongyi.

If Qu Zhongyi is the chief disciple who is in the limelight in the sect, then the other party is an outlaw who has gone through countless life and death battles.

Every move and every style implies a killing move, just like Yu Dashuai said before, this person is more like a murderous person than an orthodox martial artist.

But how could this be?

The disciples of the Izuyang Kingdom are good at killing? What kind of place can cultivate this kind of people? Could it be that the disciples of the Izuyang Kingdom also encourage them to kill people, and even teach them some killing techniques?

As the battle continued, the situation gradually became clearer.

Qu Zhongyi is the number one disciple of Qingyun Castle, and his background is also more powerful. But the opponent is better at the weirdness and trickiness of the moves, and even in terms of combat experience, it is a cut above the song. The background is slightly worse, but it is forced to retreat again and again with flexible body skills and moves.

Qu Zhongyi broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, feeling the killing intent in the opponent's moves again and again. I want to find the flaws of the other party, but I can't figure out the other party's body, and there is nowhere to use it.

As the battle continued, Qu Zhongyi grabbed a rare gap in the opponent's hand, reached out and grabbed the opponent's wrist, and pulled back hard.

A short knife flashed in Hong Tianyou's hand, and it quickly slashed towards Qu Zhongyi's neck.

The sword flashed out, intending to cut Qu Zhongyi's throat.

Qu Zhongyi hurriedly retreated in horror, wanting to pull the other party over, but had to unload the power of his hand, but he still inadvertently tore off a sleeve of the other party's shirt.

Beneath the broken sleeve, there seemed to be some black vein, and it seemed to be the corner of some kind of tattoo.

Hong Tianyou's eyes widened, and he hurriedly reached out to cover his cuffs. With a flick of his fingers, the short knife splashed towards Qu Zhongyi's eye socket, and when Qu Zhongyi dodged the short knife, he raised his leg and kicked Qu Zhongyi's stomach violently.

Qu Zhongyi dodged the opponent's short knife, revealing a gap, and he couldn't dodge at all. The other party kicked him in the stomach, and he only felt that all his internal organs were displaced, and the impact was like being hit by a huge mountain. He snorted and flew off the ring upside down.

After landing on the ground, he staggered, and took several steps back before he could stand firmly.

The crowd was silent, and the pins were heard.

Qu Zhongyi stood under the ring, holding his stomach, a sweet smell appeared in his throat, and a touch of blood red overflowed from the corner of his mouth.