"You want me...... Admit defeat?" Song Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, but then he continued to laugh arrogantly as if he had heard such a ridiculous joke, "In this world, no one has ever dared to say such a thing to me! You are the first one!"

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"What a hubroid guy!"

"Yes! This Song Xiaoming has obviously become this miserable picture, but he still dares to be hard-mouthed, doesn't he know the reason why he can stay in the green mountains and not be afraid of no firewood?"

"How can you and I guess the thoughts of such a strong man......?"

The monks who fought outside the arena were completely ignited by such a wonderful scene. Obviously, at this moment, no one questioned the results of this big competition, and was deeply impressed by the strength of the two foundation building powerhouses.

And this once again proves a truth, what can convince people is only the indisputable strength, and the rest are all scum!

"The boss is better than the boss! The boss has a pattern!"

Ape Hill was following the crowd and shouted excitedly:

"Boss Fang deserves to be Boss Fang, and he really has a pattern!"

However, Dali, but not as easy as him, shook his head and said, "It's weird!"

"Oh?" Seeing Dali's appearance, although Ape Hill calmed down a lot, he still couldn't help but question, "Is there any variable?"

"It stands to reason that if the causal tablet is effective, it should have been effected a long time ago...... How could it be like this?" vigorously looked at the strange stone tablet erected in front of Song Xiaoming, the bloodstains on it that imitated the appearance of Fang Shou had been completely solidified, and he couldn't help but worry in his heart, "I just hope that nothing will happen!"

......

"Do you still dare to be hard-mouthed?" In the field, Fang Shou's face gradually became gloomy.

At the moment of the battle with Song Xiaoming, he had completely liberated the shackles of demon transformation, so at this moment, the "hunger pang" that had made him miserable and like the bite of thousands of insects and ants actually raised his head again, forcing him to be full of anger and gradually lose his reason.

Rumble!

Fang Shou suddenly narrowed the distance between him and Song Xiaoming, and immediately crossed his fingers with his hands and smashed Song Xiaoming to the ground from a high place.

"Resist!"

Fang Shou shouted excitedly, like a wild beast, roaring with dissatisfaction at his prey:

"Could it be that you, Song Xiaoming, only have this ability?"

Standing up shakingly, Song Xiaoming just wanted to speak, but was knocked down by Fang Shou with a punch again, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Ahem~" coughed up two mouthfuls of blood from his chest, Song Xiaoming only felt that his throat was hot, but he still smiled indifferently:

"A piece of advice for you, don't beat me too hard, otherwise, you'll regret it!"

"Hmph! Hard mouth, you better die!" Fang Shou lost his patience and just wanted to deal with Song Xiaoming, but at this moment, his complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he immediately took a few steps back, and his whole body was like Song Xiaoming, dozens of blood lines appeared, but these blood stains did not fly far, they were pulled away by an inexplicable force and disappeared out of thin air!

"Cause and effect appear!" Outside the court, Xiao Ziming's face sank, and she couldn't help covering her mouth, her eyes full of deep worry.

I saw that Fang Shou's body was rapidly shriveled at this moment, while Song Xiaoming, on the other hand, was recovering rapidly, and it was not until he reached the stage of being equal to Fang Shou that he slowly stagnated.

Sweeping his gaze down the strange stone stele, Fang Shou instantly found that the portrait copied by Song Xiaoming's blood began to change from a vague state to gradually become clear, becoming his appearance.

"Heavenly Fist!"

Somehow, in Fang Shou's mind, the Tiansha Fist of the Tiansha Palace suddenly sounded.

At the beginning, he had only fought Wei Ping once, and he was deeply impressed by the Heavenly Evil Fist, and remembered that the effect of the Heavenly Evil Fist was that it could inflict the opponent's attack on himself, and at the same time act on the caster's own body.

"But this stone tablet is even more weird, it can actually transfer half of Song Xiaoming's injuries to me!"

Rumble!

As soon as Fang Shou thought about it, he felt a strong force coming from the top of his head, smashing it to the ground, and as soon as he wanted to get up, another punch struck, smashing it to the surface, causing a violent impact.

"Damn!" At this time, Fang Shou understood why Song Xiaoming would say something like that to himself.

"I said a long time ago, don't beat me too hard......"

Getting up from the ground, Song Xiaoming pulled out the black rod on his body, and Ding Ling threw it all over the ground, his mouth was amazed: "But the magic skill is really powerful, compared with the core exercises of the major sects, it is not too much, but it is a pity that it is a magic skill, which is not tolerated by the world." ”

"Are you finished?" Struggling to get up from the ground, Fang Shou staggered, took out the shuttle, and slowly floated into the air.

"Want to run? Hmph! I can't help you!" Seeing this, Song Xiaoming also urged the shuttle and chased after Fang Shou......

Bang!

The two streamers collided in the sky hundreds of times, emitting a violent roar, and then a streamer, just before it collided with another streamer again, suddenly turned around and attacked the cause and effect monument on the ground!

"Hmph! I knew you had this idea!"

In the sky, another streamer stopped suddenly, revealing Song Xiaoming's figure, he held the shuttle in his mouth, his hands were confused, and he instantly pinched and formed, and pointed at the cause and effect monument on the ground!

The stele blurred for a while, and when it reappeared, it had already reached Song Xiaoming's back, and two crossed bayonets extended from the top, bottom, left and right ends, and were tightly tied to his body.

At the moment when the causal tablet disappeared, Fang Shou's figure appeared from the streamer below, and he looked at Song Xiaoming, who was carrying a "shell" like a king, his face was cloudy.

The reason why he deliberately showed weakness and moved the battlefield to mid-air was that he knew that in front of Song Xiaoming, he would not be able to destroy the Cause and Effect Monument, so he thought that by diverting the attention of the other party, he would have a chance to take advantage of it and choose the opportunity to destroy this monument, but it didn't come to fruition, and the other party had already figured out his own thoughts, so that he had no chance to take advantage of it.

"The Cause and Effect Tablet is exclusive to my Song family disciples, once the cause and effect are formed, unless I am killed, it will definitely not be able to be broken through external forces. What we have just planted is the 'cause of suffering', and what we have produced is the fruit of 'sharing weal and sorrow'!"

"Oh, is it?" Fang Shou heard this, a trace of hatred suddenly appeared in his eyes, and then he grabbed five fingers together, covered with a whirlpool, and plunged into his chest, the tips of his fingers stopped above his heart, and he actually threatened with the lives of the two with a resolute face:

"Since you share weal and woe, if you want me to die, you can't survive?"

"You!" I didn't expect Fang Shou to be so decisive, and immediately discovered the loophole in the causal chain, Song Xiaoming's voice froze, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"What am I doing with this mouth? But I forgot, you devil, you are also a madman!"

Song Xiaoming used the word "also", and even under everyone's incredible expressions, his right hand became a claw at the same time, and inserted it into his left chest, and he was even more ruthless than Fang Shou, grabbed his heart directly, and pinched it hard.

"Puff~"

Both of them vomited blood, and Song Xiaoming fell from a high altitude and fell to the ground with a bang.

"This madman!"

Outside the field, the crowd spontaneously got up, looked at the smoke and dust rising from Song Xiaoming's fall, and fell into extreme shock.

You are ruthless, I am more ruthless than you!

Even if he broke through the foundation building realm, he tempered his viscera to be extremely strong, but he couldn't resist Song Xiaoming's rough treatment, at the moment, in Fang Shou's perception, his heart was already full of cracks, but he could only maintain his form.

Facing Song Xiaoming's crazy smile, Fang Shou was silent, just quietly inserted his hand into his chest, and pinched it fiercely on the already precarious heart again.

The heart was like a broken watermelon, falling apart, and Fang Shou and Song Xiaoming both fell to the ground, and their bodies gradually weakened.

"Damn!" spitted out a mouthful of bloody flesh, Song Xiaoming's face was in pain, but he obviously felt that the strength in his body was gradually being drained.

Death is slowly approaching.

"Who is afraid of whom?" Song Xiaoming clawed again, inserting it into his left chest, and wanted to add another blow to the already torn heart, but this time, he looked at Fang Shou's indifferent expression, his hand rested on the top of the heart, and suddenly hesitated.

Fang Shou looked directly at Song Xiaoming, without the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes, and just said blindly: "If I die, you can't survive." (To be continued.) )