After the golden light, Yinhao's figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone gasped.

A little human form could still be seen here, and shiny feathers were inserted all over his body, and red blood flowed down the down.

Everyone's scalp tingling.

They had seen the power of the golden feathers, each as sharp as a blade, and could go straight into the body.

Now looking at the feathers all over Yinhao, they all feel cold in their hearts.

It's like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

"I'm afraid I'm dead, right?"

I don't know who spoke first, and the audience swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Suddenly.

"Xu Mu~" was so hoarse that it didn't look like a human voice, and shouted from Yinhao's mouth, which was no longer human.

His trachea seemed to have been pierced by a golden feather, and now he made a faint gossamer.

But he still recited Xu Mu's name like a dream.

Immediately, in the spotlight, Yinhao, who had already been sentenced to death, suddenly moved.

He jumped with the last of his strength.

did not pounce on Yang Lingzi, but rushed to the direction where Xu Mu of the Guiyuan Sect was located under the stage.

"What a lot of hatred this is, and before he dies, he has to pounce on Xu Mu. ”

That's what everyone thinks.

Xu Mu, who was located below, had a calm face, and in the face of Yin Hao's dying counterattack, he didn't seem to see it.

At the moment when Yin Hao's feet were about to step out of the ring, Yang Lingzi's palm suddenly raised, his five fingers opened, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Wait a minute!" an anxious cry sounded, only to see a figure also wrapped in the silver light of the silver soul magic power rush out of the crowd.

It was a middle-aged man, somewhat similar to the appearance of Yin Tianji, the head of the Yin family, and most of the monks in the audience knew him.

The second leader of the silver family, Yin Tianqin.

"We recognize ......"

Before the words were finished, Yang Lingzi's five fingers had already clenched into fists.

Boom!

Flesh and blood splattered, and Yinhao's body was shattered into thousands of pieces by the golden feather in midair.

The monks in the audience dodged one after another, and no one wanted to be drenched in the flesh and blood of the dead.

At the same time, Yin Tianqin's words had just finished speaking.

"Lose. ”

Yin Tianqin watched Yin Hao be blown to pieces in front of him, and then he rushed straight to Yang Lingzi in the ring as if he was crazy.

"Ahhh

The blood in the audience and Mozi looked solemn, and they were about to make a move.

Boom!

Yin Tianqin's body, which had already pounced on the Black Ink Arena, shot out at a faster speed than when he came, carrying a series of blood stains in the air he swept through.

Saw.

Bai Lao, the referee of the Nangong family, dragged his old body and blocked in front of Yang Lingzi.

No one would think that Bai Lao was an old man who was about to die, and the Nangong family was black and white, but it was the existence of the Eastern Realm.

"Those who disrupt the order of the Eastern Realm Celebration will be killed, and for the sake of not hurting Yang Lingzi, spare your life, and don't make an example. ”

The indifferent eyes swept over the figure of Yin Tianqin flying out upside down, and Bai Lao paused for a moment, and added another sentence.

"Get out!"

In the entire Eastern Realm, who dares to talk to the Yin family like this, apart from the Nangong family and the Dongmen family, who else.

Offstage, on Yin Tianqin's chest, a blood-red palm print was imprinted on his shirt like a brand.

He trembled and glanced at Bai Lao on the black ink arena, but in the end he still didn't have the courage to make another move.

With a wild roar, his body was in the sky, and he rushed out of Nangong's house.

Before leaving, his crazy voice resounded in the Nangong family's arena.

"Guiyuan Sect, our Yin family is not in the same sky with you. ”

"Do you need me to kill him?" Looking at Yin Tianqin's back, which had turned into a black spot, Mozi Divine Consciousness Transmission asked Xiang Xueli.

"Forget it, their Yin family is shameless, we Guiyuan Sect can't let our fellow Daoists see the joke. Xueli, who has always been thirsty for killing, shook his head, and rarely did not agree with the idea of killing people in the Mozi period.

Yang Lingzi returned safely, and his handsome face did not have the slightest expression of guilt because he killed Yinhao.

As the chief disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, he would kill any potential enemy of the sect mercilessly.

This is the idea that Han Zong has instilled in him since he was a child.

"Okay, the two sons of the silver family are dead, and their generation is over. Xueli and Mozi looked at each other and smiled.

"Senior brother, why are you here, it doesn't matter what your injuries are. Yang Lingzi, who walked down from the black ink arena, saw at a glance the departure who was being supported by Xu Mu.

"It's not a big deal. Li shook his head indifferently, and after responding to Yang Lingzi, he said softly, "Good job." ”

What he said was well done, naturally it was Yang Lingzi's strong killing of Yinhao.

"Haha, this is thanks to the information of Senior Brother Xu Mu, otherwise it would be necessary to clean up this Yinhao. Yang Lingzi was in a good mood.

This time, not only did he successfully kill Yinhao, but he also entered the top thirty-two, and entering the Forbidden Land was almost a sure thing.

All thanks to the weakness of the Silver Soul Method that Xu Mu told him.

"That's Senior Brother Yang Lingzi, you have excellent strength. Xu Mu, who was healing Li with spiritual healing techniques, smiled lightly, he didn't dare to steal the credit.

Today, the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect have four battles, Duanmu Rong loses, and Yang Lingzi wins.

All that was left was the battle between Xu Mu and Li.

Xu Mu was very relaxed, his opponent Luo Qianyu just broke the shackles of two spiritual roots.

The main thing is to look away.

Originally, because he was seriously injured, everyone was ready to help him abstain from that game.

But he insisted on fighting, and Mozi and Xueli couldn't resist him.

"Guiyuan Zongli fights against Sanshura Miao!"

After a few more battles, it was finally Li's turn.

As Bai Lao's slow voice fell, he nodded towards the fellow sect of the Guiyuan Sect and walked up to the black ink arena with a slow pace.

Yang Lingzi stood beside Xu Mu, looked at Li's back, which was firm and abnormal, although his body was vain, and asked out loud, "You can't fight because of your junior brother's injury." ”

Xu Mu smiled bitterly and nodded.

"It's far from it, it's good to be able to exert half of the combat power. ”

"Then didn't he go up and send him to death?" Yang Lingzi's face was not very good-looking.

Life and death on the battlefield have their own destiny, and it is obviously very inappropriate to meet the battle in this state, in Yang Lingzi's opinion, this approach is no different from sending to death.

In fact, Xu Mu is very similar to telling Yang Lingzi that everyone has been persuaded to leave.

But he felt that this kind of answer was meaningless, and even if he was snorting towards the blood and Mozi period not far away, Xu Mu could only comfort Yang Lingzi in this way

"It's okay, Uncle Xueli and Uncle Bitong are here. ”。

Scattered Shura Miao, broke the shackles of the two spiritual roots, and awakened the dead wood staff of the spiritual roots.

Now the Longmen list ranks fifty-one.

Although his strength is not as good as that of Jun Mohan, who has been defeated, he is undoubtedly a strong opponent when he is injured.

Luo Miao is a slightly chubby casual cultivator, for casual cultivators, the forbidden land represents hope, although bullying a seriously injured monk, he also feels inappropriate, but he still will not show mercy.

Looking at Li, Luo Miao said in a deep voice: "I admire you very much, but I am bound to win the quota in the Forbidden Land." ”

"Come on!" Li, who stepped into the ring, the feeling of weakness caused by his injuries was swept away, and he held a streamer with a glimpse gun, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

As the battle intent rose, his cultivation also spread.

It turned out to be the breath that broke the shackles of the two spiritual roots.

Not only was Luo Miao caught off guard in the face of this situation, but even the Guiyuan Sect's side looked strange.

"When did he break through?" Yang Lingzi looked at Xu Mu with a happy expression in surprise.

"How do I know. Touching his nose, Xu Mu also had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Originally, he didn't report any hope, who wanted to break through.

After responding to Yang Lingzi, Xu Mu turned his head to look at the high-spirited Senior Brother Li on the Black Ink Arena, and said to himself: "In this way, this battle will be interesting." ”

"It seems that not only Xu Mu's kid gained yesterday, but also benefited a lot after the battle with Jun Mohan. "I have always disagreed with the blood of leaving the war, and at this moment I finally smiled.

"I wish he hadn't broken through so we could have come to the rescue. Now it seems that there is a hard fight again, and his injuries are there. Mozi shook his head.

The hand holding the Streamer Glimpse Gun was very steady, and the palm of his hand gently rubbed the body of the gun, he glanced at Luo Miao, who was like a great enemy, and said lightly: "I only shoot one! ”

Luo Miao was very cautious, he saw the battle with Jun Mohan from the beginning to the end, this young man was able to defeat the latter with a strength lower than Jun Mohan.

Now that the second shackle has been broken, the strength is even more unfathomable.

After a slight hesitation, he nodded.

"Roar!" the spear was raised, the head of the spear reaching to the sky, the steps of the departure were not vain, and the pupils of the eyes seemed to bloom with sharp edges.

In the void where the spear pointed, a virtual line of the Overlord Spear loomed.

The battle intent that burst out from the body complemented the breath of the overlord gun.

In the end, it was all condensed in the body of the Streamer Glimpse Gun.

"Wusheng!" a roar, Li's body seemed to merge with the gun in his hand.

"This is the lifeless shot of the Thousand Blade Ancestor!" "Xueli is the five powerhouses with the oldest qualifications in the Guiyuan Sect, and when he saw this marksmanship posture that he had performed, his old face exclaimed.

He seemed to think of the legend about the lifeless gun, and subconsciously stepped forward to stop it.

It's a pity that it's too late.

Shout!

A black line pierced the distance between Li and Luo Miao.

Everything around it seemed to be as slow as standing still compared to the speed of the black line.

Except for the Dharma Body Realm powerhouses who had broken the four shackles for cultivators, even the ordinary Dharma Body Realm cultivators didn't see the trajectory of that shot clearly.

"Poof!" Luo Miao spurted out a mouthful of blood, her pupils dilated involuntarily, her trembling lips opened slightly, and she wanted to speak but couldn't open her mouth.

Eyes moved to his neck.

A bloody hole pierced his entire neck.

From beginning to end, he didn't have time to react in the slightest.

It's too fast.

Luo Miao fell to the ground, and his throat pierced him, and even if he was in the Law Body Realm, he would have to die on the spot.

Xu Mu's heart also burst out, and his eyes were fixed on Luo Miao's less than three feet behind him.

The Streamer Glimmer Gun plunged straight into the foundation of the Black Ink Arena.

From the Eastern Realm Celebration to the present, no one has smashed the Black Ink Arena.

And Senior Brother Li, he actually inserted the Streamer Glimpse Gun into the Black Ink Arena, and this power has already surpassed the scope that the ordinary law realm can grasp.

"That shot...... I should be 50% sure of dodging. ”

After settling down, Xu Mu recalled the momentum of the shot, and said to himself with a solemn voice.

Half of the chance is still based on the premise that Xu Mu has already broken the shackles of the four spiritual roots.

Of course, if Xu Mu could open the Faxiang Qiankun before that shot was fired, and fuse the Immortal Secret with the spiritual power of Chiyun Duel.

This chance should be increased to about 80%.

But the real battle is to fight by surprise.

He didn't know why he could swing such a powerful shot,

But it must be admitted that this shot has the power to threaten one's own life.

"Guiyuan Sect is leaving!" Bai Lao, who was the referee, couldn't help but glance at Li, and only then announced the results of the competition.

A moment ago, he was standing straight away, smiling slightly, his body seemed to drain all his strength, and leaned directly towards the back.

"Save people!" Suddenly, a roar sounded in the direction of Guiyuan Sect, and the bloody body had already pounced on the ring.

Before he fell to the ground, he caught his leaning body.

"Could it be!" Xu Mu in the audience heard the anxiety contained in the bloody voice, combined with the sudden fall to the ground, a guess flashed in his mind.

To confirm this conjecture.

When Xueli walked down the Black Ink Arena with an unconscious departure, Xu Mu hurriedly greeted him.

Yang Lingzi and Duanmu Rong also wanted to step forward, but they were stopped by Xueli with stern eyes.

"Don't make a mess!"

Except for Xu Mu, who can help now, the two of them really haven't done anything.

Without making a bloody sound, Xu Mu's hands were already pressed on Li's chest and back.

Then the spiritual healing technique was full of vitality and erupted.

"Damn, it's getting worse. When Xu Mu controlled the spiritual power of the Immortal Essence to swim around Li's body, his face suddenly became gloomy.

It was exactly as he had guessed.

The shot was at the cost of consuming the vitality in the body.

No wonder that shot was so powerful, and it instantly killed Luo Miao, who was ranked fifty-first on the Dragon Gate list.

This shot was swung out, far from the already terrible injury, and now it can be described as hanging by a thread.

But it's no wonder that in the state he was in at that time, if he didn't fight with his back, it would be difficult for him to win Luo Miao with a serious injury.

"Taihu is here!" The vigorous spiritual power of the longevity recipe was frantically injected into Li's body.

Xu Mu constantly nourished the weak vitality of the latter's body.

Sure enough, that shot was as domineering as its name.

There is no life, this is to put the opponent and yourself to death.

"How about it? can you solve it?" Xue Li couldn't care about Xu Mu's still a competition today, and he didn't care about the latter's action of consuming spiritual power by treating him with spiritual healing.

No one knows better than him about the domineering of lifeless shots, and if the rumors are true, Lijiang will face death.

Xu Mu didn't answer, took out a pill from the storage bag, and stuffed it into Li's mouth without thinking about it.

Then he shook his head and responded solemnly: "The healing technique is ineffective, I use the Turtle Breath Pill to hang Senior Brother Li." ”

Looking at the bloody eyes, Xu Mu said word by word: "I must take him back to the sect!"

(End of chapter)