After the meeting, Wang Zi'an followed Tie Lao to the side hall and drank tea with Tie Lao. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Seeing that he didn't speak, Tie Lao said, "Why, the hall master didn't send you to the field, and I'm not happy?"

Wang Zi'an nodded and said, "A little, but it's okay like this, so as not to kill and injure too many team members." ”

Tie Lao took a sip of tea and said, "You're wrong to think so. Martial arts cultivation, and the sky to kill him, since he has embarked on this road, he has to fight with his life. They are not desperate for you, but for themselves, and if they die, they will blame their fate. ”

Wang Zi'an nodded, as if he understood or not, but his heart was a lot more relaxed, and he swept away the depression of these days.

The three days came quickly, and the challenge location was in the square in front of the City Lord's Mansion. Under the leadership of Qin Zhan, everyone came to the square early, the people of the Wolf Warrior Hall were already standing on the west side of the square, and Qin Zhan came directly to the east.

There is a large mahogany chair on each side of the east and west, the chair on the east side is carved with a dragon, and the chair on the west side is carved with a tiger, which is lifelike and confronts each other.

Qin Zhan did not sit on the chair, but stood on the side, obviously these two chairs were reserved for the two gang leaders.

There were more and more people, and the hall masters of the two halls of Qingjiao and Baijiao also brought people here, and they were standing beside Qin Zhan and greeting. Hundreds of people from each of the two gangs came, and there were many spectators around the periphery, and the scene was very lively.

The two gang leaders had not yet arrived, and everyone could only wait on the side. At nine o'clock, the two gang leaders seemed to have made an appointment, and finally came to the square with a group of subordinates, like stars holding the moon.

"High-level martial artist?" This was the first time Wang Zi'an had seen Tang Long and Tang Hu, the two of them did not restrain their breath, and the five elements in the void gathered and dispersed as they moved, as if they were covered with a layer of mysterious holy light, and even the sun could not hide their light.

They each sat down on a wooden chair and signaled that the challenge could begin.

The people on both sides appeared, both of them were the third team, and there was no such thing as Tian Ji horse racing. The captain of Zhan Jiaotang's side is Xia Shan, a mighty man with powerful arms, like a giant orangutan. The captain of the other party is called Lu Sheng, a bearded man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, like a humanoid giant bear.

The battle began, soldier against soldier, general against general. The two captains faced each other directly, and the others gave up their positions in the middle to the two of them, and each played in a squad. Wang Zi'an knew that this battle was ultimately decided by the victory or defeat of the two captains.

Xia Shan's sword momentum was strong but flexible, with a fiery red aura of true qi, constantly attacking Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng's footsteps were steady, the big sword was close to the defense, the sword moved with him, and the big sword that exuded an earthy yellow halo was obviously not happy, so he defended his body impenetrable.

Xia Shan couldn't fight for a long time, and seeing that there were many casualties among the team members, he didn't delay any longer, and the true qi burned, pouring into his arms like magma, and his arms were inflated and his blood vessels burst. He kicked his legs, jumped high, shouted "lava strike", and the great sword fell like a meteor from the sky, slashing straight down.

The big sword is coming, and he can only fight hard, Lu Sheng holds the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword is facing upward, and the majestic figure quickly shrinks, this is a sword that burns essence and blood, "sacrifice sword". His spine compressed to the limit, and then quickly rebounded, his body was extremely high, his hands were raised, and the big sword was like a pillar of optimus, stabbing straight up.

Xia Shan's big sword was a step too late after all, and Lu Sheng's sacrificial sword pierced the sky like lightning, and between the big sword, it plunged into Xia Shan's head from the chin.

Xia Shan died, but Lu Sheng's sacrificial sword was used, and he was no longer able to fight, the big sword held up the ground, his majestic figure became skinny, and his beard became gray, but his eyes were still blazing, looking around.

The death of the captain made everyone in the battle hall panic, but some people also discovered Lu Sheng's abnormal appearance, and the two squad leaders broke out at the same time, with a swing of the big sword, blocking the opponent's attack and rushing straight to Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng saw the two of them pounce, and his skinny body burst out with a true qi light again, and the big sword was like a mountain range, shaking the two of them out and falling to the ground.

The enemy is strong and I am weak, and there is no power to return to heaven.

The bodies have been cleaned up, leaving a patch of blood, and the next challenge begins, with the second teams of both sides taking to the field. The captain of Zhan Jiaotang's side is Han Yong, a bald man with a fierce face, and he uses a big axe. The captain of the other party is called Zhou Wen, a tall and thin middle-aged man with a cold face.

Han Yong stared at Zhou Wen and said loudly, "It's better to get rid of the people who are in the way first." ”

Zhou Wen listened, looked behind Han Yong, and said, "Okay." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two of them each burst out of their true anger, but they staggered each other and killed each other's subordinates.

Both of them are masters of the fifth order, like a tiger entering a flock. On Han Yong's side, every axe was powerful and heavy, one of the third-order was killed, and the five fourth-order squad leaders couldn't resist head-on, just one blow, and one of them fell to the ground.

Zhou Wen was even more vicious, he was extremely fast, he picked the third-order kill first, and the attacks of others didn't even touch his clothes, and only after a while, only five fourth-order squad leaders were left. Zhou Wen looked at the five people in a circle, his face was frightened, his bloodthirsty eyes were revealed, and the wind was blowing under his feet, constantly attacking several people.

In the face of the two killing gods, the rest of the people were already doomed. The blood washed the ground, the smell of blood spread, and even the air seemed to be dyed red, and the two ignored the corpses that were "in the way" all over the ground, and began a real duel.

Han Yong's axe was extremely powerful, wrapped in a fiery red aura of true qi, like the sun descending, each blow seemed to scorch the air and vaporize the blood qi.

Zhou Wen's sword is just the opposite, with a cold halo, as if the blood and qi around it are solidified, and it is like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, fierce and tricky, and the sword is not far from the vital point.

The two of them were slow and fast, cold and hot, collided fiercely, and their true qi exploded, destroying the corpses on the ground to the point of flesh and blood, like Shura Hell.

There was silence outside the field, as if afraid of alarming the ghosts in the field. Wang Zi'an has killed many people, and he has never been soft, but this hellish scene of Shura still moved him.

In the face of Zhou Wen's serpent-like attack, it was only himself who could delay the defeat. Han Yong let out a loud shout, and his true qi exploded, like flames surrounding his body. Seeing this, Zhou Wen retreated sharply.

Zhou Wen's speed was very fast, but Han Yong was even faster, he burst out of his true qi at this time, rushing towards Zhou Wen like thunder, and the big axe with a fiery red light struck straight down, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and he had already used his combat skills.

Seeing this, Zhou Wen dared to hesitate, not retreating but advancing, the swordsmanship was used, and the big sword turned into a virtual shadow, like a storm crashing on the shore, endlessly, layer by layer.

The halo of true qi was uncertain, the rumbling sound kept coming, the two of them were about to be separated, Han Yong's waist turned, and another axe slashed, the sound of breaking the sky sounded, and the fiery red halo seemed to burn the void.

Zhou Wen's big sword turned into a cold star, like rain hitting plantains, constantly stabbing out, as if to extinguish the fire, tinkling, the sound of the tip of the sword hitting the blade of the axe came out.

It couldn't be long, Han Yong's attack was extremely brave, but it was in vain, and his true qi was empty. Immediately burn the true qi, the true qi is like a volcanic eruption, one step out, the last three-plate axe is used, the big axe is reversed, like the sun in the sky, unstoppable. The flames seemed to evaporate the ghostly light true qi around Zhou Wen's body, and there was no way to avoid it.

Zhou Wen's body shrank, urging the true qi to infuse into his feet, his body was like a swimming fish, moving with the wind, narrowly avoiding the big axe, and the backhand sword stabbed out obliquely, like a poisonous dragon out of the hole, killing with one blow.

Han Yong's three axes failed, his true qi was exhausted, and in the face of this sword that pierced the void, he wanted to turn around and resist, but he was powerless to return to the sky and turned into a corpse.

Two battles and two defeats.