Seeing this, the Xuanqi Sect Master snorted coldly! With a wave of his big hand, the poisonous powder that had been stirred up by Shen Xuanhuang's internal force all stayed in mid-air, no longer floating towards this side, and the others were all shocked when they saw this. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dongfang Yunqi is face was gloomy, it turned out that he saw through the reason, the reason why those poisonous fans stopped was completely because of the two-zhang long and wide qi wall blocked by the enemy's first son, he didn't expect the enemy's internal strength to be so deep, how to resist it later?

At this time, the poisonous powder around Shen Xuanhuang became thinner and thinner, and Peng Yuqi saw that he was afraid that he would win by surprise, so he hurriedly shot away and stabbed the iron fan, and the poisonous powder was constantly running and jumping around Shen Xuanhuang, not giving him a chance to charge his strength.

From the outside, others saw that Shen Xuanhuang and Peng Yuqi were completely wrapped in colorful poisonous powder, and they didn't know what the outcome was?

Bang! At this time, there was a sudden sound of fighting from inside the big "multicolored ball", and a small piece of the poisonous powder on the outside was shaken apart, but it was soon covered by the thick fluttering poisonous powder.

But I heard the sound of fighting from time to time, but I couldn't spy on all the figures of the two of them, especially the people on the side of the Sword Pavilion were really worried about Shen Xuanhuang.

Those poisonous powders were released by Peng Yuqi, and he naturally had an antidote, but what about Shen Xuanhuang? How long can he support it?

Half a quarter of an hour later, I suddenly heard a loud shout, and the huge "multicolored ball" scattered in all directions, and two figures rushed out of it.

But he saw that Peng Yu opened a half-foot-long hole in his right rib under his waist, and the blood flowed endlessly, and he stared at Shen Xuanhuang who was a foot away from him with a gloomy face, his eyes were full of anger.

Shen Xuanhuang's situation was even more terrifying, I saw that his face was covered with black gas, as if he had smeared a layer of ash from the bottom of the pot, but it was a phenomenon of deep poisoning.

Dongfang Aoxue's tears were already swirling in his eye sockets, and he wanted to step forward to investigate, but he was stopped by Dongfang Yunqi, only to see that his figure came to the field and the shadow of his fingers flew quickly, connecting Shen Xuanhuang's heart veins and several big points on his neck, preventing poisonous blood from attacking his heart and dying.

It turned out that Shen Xuanhuang was trapped in the poisonous array, first he was yin by Peng Yuqi and inhaled some poisonous gas, and then although he closed his pores and breathed, he had to always guard against the other party's surprise attack, and later he also took a few mouthfuls of poisonous powder, but it also made the opponent suffer.

Sect Master Xuanqi said at this time: "How to say the victory or defeat of this battle, do you want to continue?"

saw Peng Yuqi rush to say: "Come on, of course I have to come, I haven't played enough!"

The disciples of the Sword Suppression Pavilion all glared at him angrily and said, "You...."

At this time, I saw Dongfang Yunqi take a step forward and said: "This one, count us as losing.....

"Ah, what?" Those Sword Suppressor Pavilion disciples were all in an uproar when they heard this, but they all remained calm when they looked at Shen Xuanhuang's current situation.

Shen Xuan Huang Xi opened his lips and wanted to open his mouth to fight again, but he was stopped by Dongfang Yunqi raising his hand, but he saw him continue: "I also ask the sect master to give me the antidote, I am very grateful!"

The Xuanqi Sect Master laughed and said, "Okay! Divine Sword Dongfang, it's really happy enough! White Tiger Holy Envoy, give him the antidote!" The second half of the sentence was said to Peng Yuqi.

"Yes!" saw Peng Yuqi, first stopped the bleeding from the wound on his right waist and ribs, and then slowly took out the antidote and threw it to Dongfang Yunqi, for fear that Shen Xuanhuang would die if he was not poisonous.

Angry that Dongfang Aoxue and the others stomped their feet, but there was nothing they could do about him, after Dongfang Yunqi got the antidote, he immediately gave Shen Xuanhuang a dose, and sent internal force to practice the medicinal power for him, and after a while, the complexion on his face had improved.

Peng Yuqi saw which Sword Pavilion disciples had a relaxed expression, and then he understood that the sect master asked him to give him an antidote, not to give Dongfang Yunqi a face, but to prevent which Sword Pavilion disciples from dying and breaking the net, and the resentment in his heart was better.

At this time, he saw Wei Ze suddenly take two steps forward, slammed the long-pole bronze giant hammer in his hand to the ground, and smashed the masonry on the ground to pieces with a bang, and opened his throat and said: "Don't delay time, who will die if I am replaced in the second game!"

It stands to reason that the second game should be reported by the Bajian Pavilion first, but Wei Ze saw that his second brother Peng Yuqi didn't get any benefits after he came on the field, so he first ridiculed in his heart, and then he couldn't resist the bloodthirsty impulse, but he couldn't control it at the moment.

Sect Master Xuan's eyes showed a look of calm color at this time, but then he retracted all of his strength, and secretly said, "It's okay to lose this one!" It can be seen that he is full of confidence and determined to win.

"You...."Shi Sun's two deputy pavilion masters and the six hall masters were all furious, arguing and about to step forward to fight, but seeing Dongfang Yunqi hand over Shen Xuanhuang, who had improved his health a little, to his daughter to take care of, he came to the opposite side of Wei Ze in a straight way, and said lightly, "I'll come in the second game!"

When the leaders of the Sword Pavilion saw Dongfang Yunqi on the field, they stopped arguing and watched the changes on the field with excitement on their faces.

When Wei Ze saw Dongfang Yunqi on the field, the expression on his face was stunned at first, and then he turned into an excited and bloodthirsty appearance, and said with a big grin, "Come on, come on, I want to see if the 'Divine Sword Dongfang' is worthy of its name or a waste of fame today!"

Dongfang Yunqi was noncommittal, and stood on the ground leisurely.

Wei Ze shouted when he saw this, and dragged the bronze giant hammer towards him, and the copper hammer sparked many sparks on the ground, leaving a shallow mark on the ground.

When he was still three steps away from Dongfang Yunqi, the bronze giant hammer suddenly slammed forward from behind him and smashed into Dongfang Yunqi's abdomen.

But Wei Ze hit the air, and Dongfang Yunqi had already disappeared in place, and at this time, he suddenly appeared behind Wei Ze and slapped him on the back with a palm.

"Good ...." Those disciples of the Sword Pavilion cheered when they saw this, but the subordinates of the Xuanqi Sect did not say a word, I don't know if it was because of the strict rules of the sect or other reasons.

Wei Ze listened to the argument and hurriedly dodged to the right hand, but Dongfang Yunqi followed, and the strength of his palm was still firmly locked on his back.

Wei Ze was also sweating on his forehead at this time, and he gritted his teeth and suddenly turned around and placed the bronze giant hammer across his chest.

Dongfang Yunqi slapped his palms on the bronze long pole three times in a row, causing him to bleed from the tiger's mouth and take three steps back in succession.

However, Wei Ze had this opportunity, and finally had a chance to breathe, he looked at the cracked tiger's mouth with his hands, his face showed a ruthless color, he sank his waist and elbows, and danced the bronze hammer in his hand like a windmill.

Some of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, although they were far away, their clothes were blown by this "strong wind", and they couldn't help but palpitate.

But Dongfang Yunqi's face still did not change, and when he saw the enemy crushing over like hot wheels, his figure appeared on the other side in a flash.

Bang bang bang! The sound of explosions kept sounding, but I saw Wei Ze smashing the ground of this great martial arts training ground to the ground.

But Wei Ze still couldn't touch a corner of his opponent, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Don't run if you have a kind, see if I don't smash you to pieces!"

He saw that Dongfang Yunqi stopped in place after hearing this, but the expression on his face became silent, and he couldn't help grinning and smashing it with a hammer.

But he suddenly became alert, quickly lowered his head, and when his eyelids rolled up, he saw a handful of hair floating down, and said to himself: "If I hide slowly, how can I save my head?"

Wei Ze's thoughts fell, and at this time, he suddenly swept towards Dongfang Yunqi's legs, and then turned back and retreated, but it was a move to attack the enemy and save the unfavorable situation.

After he stood up straight, he saw Dongfang Yunqi holding his hands on his chest, and the sword was inserted back into the scabbard at his waist, as if he had never pulled it out, and when he saw that his opponent looked at him as if mocking, he couldn't help but change color, screaming and attacking again.

"Huh!", but at this time, he saw that Dongfang Yunqi was attacking first.

"Wow!" saw that the other disciples of the Sword Pavilion all exclaimed in surprise and opened their mouths wide.

It turned out that Dongfang Yunqi attacked Wei Ze with a "flying sword", yes, a flying sword!

Wei Ze looked at the enemy sword on the bronze long pole, and his face was also shocked, but he immediately "Drink!" and forcefully set the enemy sword away.

But the enemy sword seemed to be alive, and flew back at him, and he had to gather his mind and concentrate on the battle.

At this time, he saw Dongfang Yunqi's right hand, or holding it into a claw, or pointing like a sword, it turned out that he was controlling the sword with force, but the air imperial objects could reach his level, and it was rare to look at the rivers and lakes.

Wei Ze was upset to resist the "flying sword", although the internal force attached to the sword was limited, but it was flexible and changeable, piercing, piercing, wiping, and chopping like an arm's command.

Although he resisted in every possible way, he still suffered a few minor injuries, so angry that he jumped like thunder and roared angrily, but there was nothing he could do with the Dongfang Cloud Flag.

After a while, he saw Wei Ze hurriedly retreating, at this time the flying sword did not chase after him, his eyes lit up when he saw this, and then he attacked back, and then retreated, and finally figured out that the opponent's "flying sword" could only attack within a range of one zhang.

He was able to break through the opponent's moves, and before he had time to laugh, he saw Dongfang Yunqi coming in a hurry like a meteor, his face couldn't help but tighten, and he hurriedly retreated.

It turned out that Dongfang Yunqi, seeing that the opponent saw through the distance of his "flying sword", firstly, he did not want to make extraneous skills; second, controlling things with force is indeed quite consuming internal force.

Since he has made up his mind to fight quickly, how can he let his opponent escape!

At this time, he saw Dongfang Yunqi controlling the "flying sword" with his right hand to intercept Wei Ze's retreat, and slapped his left palm towards the opponent's chest.

Wei Ze saw that there was no way to retreat, so he had to flip the copper hammer with his wrist, retreat the "flying sword" behind him, and carry the bronze giant hammer within the twelve layers to resist.

Dangdang, Dongfang Yunqi's internal force hit the hammer head without any fancy fancy, and then transmitted it to Wei Ze's body along the bronze shaft, shaking him to the point that his blood was churning, and his eyes were full of gold stars.

However, Wei Ze is worthy of the nickname "Demon Slayer", not only to others, but also to himself, I saw him get up and hammer towards Dongfang Yunqi.

Dongfang Yunqi didn't want him to have the strength to fight again, and he almost hit the trick without noticing for a while, and the flying sword that had just been retreated by Wei Zege also fell into the distance, and at this time he also raised his palms and fought with the enemy.

"Drink!"

The two shouted at the same time, and the palms intersected, and there was a sound like metal colliding, and the spectators were secretly surprised.

Wei Ze's forehead was sweating hard at this time, his face was red, and the steam on his head was like a steamer, but at this time, he saw Dongfang Yunqi shouting again, and the internal force was surging forward frantically, Wei Ze couldn't resist it, and couldn't help but take a step back, and his face was even redder.