"Han Ze, if you can't even clean up this kid, you won't be able to go back to the knife door in the future!" The voice with cold air sounded in the audience, it was Na Gu Fei.

"Don't worry, boss, this kid won't be better today!" Han Ze tilted his head slightly and said to Gu Fei.

As soon as the words fell, Han Ze's figure flickered, and instantly turned into a black shadow, shooting away at Jun Ziqian like lightning. Sen Leng's blade, wrapped in majestic spiritual power, easily tore the air apart, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed into Jun Ziqian's chest.

"Bell!" Jun Ziqian's reaction was not slow, and the huge heavy sword was horizontal in front of him, like a solid shield, blocking the sharp sword!

After failing in one move, Han Ze's wrist flicked, and the long knife was like a strange poisonous snake, and with a quick turn, it actually bypassed the sword body and slashed at Jun Ziqian again from an incredible angle.

Jun Ziqian's eyes froze, and his figure quickly turned to avoid the slash.

"I'll see how many knives you can dodge!" Han Ze's vicious voice sounded, and at the same time, the black knife in his palm suddenly turned into a wave of rolling knives, overwhelmingly involving Jun Ziqian.

In the face of Han Ze's fierce sword momentum, Jun Ziqian could only hide behind the heavy sword and desperately defend it. For a while, there was a dense exchange of sounds like popping beans in the field.

"This kid is going to lose. Somewhere in the arena, several figures leaned against the railing, looking at the arena below, and one of them said.

"Hmph, that kid is the late stage of the hidden void of the five patterns, how can he be Han Ze's opponent, defeat is inevitable. Another person also said.

"It seems that this time, Gu Fei is planning to be ruthless. Brother Yun, when are we going to do it?" a diminutive man asked, looking at the person behind him.

And the short man's question also made the eyes of several other people converge on the same person.

The one who gathered the attention of several people was a tall and handsome young man. Dressed in a white robe, the jade tree is in the wind, this appearance and temperament can become the favorite object of many girls. And the aura that emanated from this person's body was shockingly the early stage of the merger of the two lines! And it was the kind that half a foot had stepped into the middle stage of the merger.

"Don't worry, it seems that after this kid is defeated, there will be someone on the scene. When their group of people fails, they can make a good impression on Sister Yanyu when they make a move. The corners of the white-robed young man known as Brother Yun curled up, and with a fiery gaze, he stared at the east-flowing smoke and rain below, and said lightly.

"Hey, Boss Xingyun, in this Nanyuan, but I haven't seen you pay so much attention to any girl, it seems that the smoke and rain are really right for your appetite. A boy who was so fat that he didn't have the slightest difference from a meat ball said with a strange smile on his face.

"Hmph, Fat Li, do you think Brother Yun is the same as you? Brother Yun's vision is high, and he is well-known in Nanyuan. The diminutive monk sneered.

"Lu Tao, why is your virtue stronger than me? At least Lao Tzu still has a woman, aren't you still a boy chicken now?" Li Fat Man sneered at him without showing weakness.

"Okay, you know the bickering in one day, you two can't stop the meeting?" said the other dark-skinned teenager dissatisfiedly, then turned his head to look at Xing Yun and spoke. "Brother Yun, it seems that the eastward smoke and rain don't seem to have any thoughts on others, can you do this, can it have an effect?"

Hearing the swarthy young man's question, Xing Yun's face suddenly became gloomy, and there was a cold luster flowing under his eyes. After a moment of silence, a cold voice spit out from his mouth: "He Hu, when that kid named Mo Zhiyao comes back, you can find an opportunity to teach him a good lesson in front of Sister Yanyu." Let Sister Yanyu know who is the man she can rely on. ”

"A little guy who is only at the peak of his emptiness is not worthy of Sister Yanyu at all! When the time comes, if that kid doesn't know each other again, he will be direct" In the second half of the sentence, Xing Yun didn't say anything, but the palm of his hand was scratched between his neck. "It's okay to make Sister Yanyu completely dead. ”

"I see. He Hu nodded with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. In Nanyuan, there are occasional deaths, and it is a kid from the northern Xinjiang, which is nothing at all. This kind of dirty thing has happened a lot in Nanyuan.

"Hmph, wild boy, if you understand things, I will naturally let you stay in Nanyuan comfortably for a few years, if you don't know how to be a person, then don't blame me for having black hands. Xing Yun's eyes were crossed with a touch of viciousness, and his handsome face was slightly distorted, with a hint of hideous color.

"Huh. A chuckle suddenly sounded behind Xing Yun and the others, making Xing Yun and the others suddenly chill! You must know that these people are all cultivators in the early stage of the Merge Dao, and Xing Yun is even a strong person who has stepped into the middle stage of the Merge Dao with half a foot, and he was so silently bullied into his side, how high is the cultivation of the people who came!

Several people turned around like a whirlwind at the same time, and looked at the place behind them with a frightened look, and their pupils suddenly tightened!

"White Evil ...... Brother. When he saw the young man leaning against the wall, who seemed to have an evil smile on his face forever, even Xing Yun rolled his throat and said hello with a stutter.

The fierce reputation of the White Evil is extremely prominent in the Southern Regions, not to mention the Nanyuan? Many disciples in the Southern Yuan can maintain normalcy in the face of the White Evil, and they are calm, and the number of people who are full of them is no more than five.

Bai Xie stepped to the side of Xingyun and the others, leaned forward slightly with his hands on the railing, his eyes fell on the arena below, and he stared for a moment before turning his head to look at Xingyun and the others, who had become extremely nervous because of his arrival.

The corners of his mouth rose, and the smile of the white evil fell in the eyes of Xingyun and the others, like a demon, making the latter all sweat on their foreheads, but they didn't dare to speak or move for half a minute, obviously they were extremely afraid of the white evil.

"Snort!" Looking at the few people in front of him, Bai Xie's smile carried a trace of disdain and inexplicability, and then he didn't speak, just staggered into the distance.

"The name of the torture hall is enough, but it seems that it is going to be removed from the South Garden. This sentence hovered in Bai Xie's heart, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he shook his head slightly.

"Boy, the turtle shell is hard enough, but in front of me, it's useless!" On the arena, Han Ze's fierce attack like a storm frantically poured on Jun Ziqian's protective heavy sword, crushing the latter so much that he could barely lift his head.

The peak of the Tibetan void versus the late stage of the hidden void, there is no suspense at all. Jun Ziqian was able to persist to this point, which has far exceeded everyone's expectations. Defeat is only a matter of time. And at this moment, it seems that it should be a matter of breathing.

Everyone in the audience also held their breath at the moment, and their eyes were firmly fixed on the hot battle on the stage. And the people who were in the east were nervous to the extreme, and their eyes stared at the situation on the stage for a moment.

"Break it for me!" Suddenly, with a loud shout, Han Ze slashed fiercely, and actually slashed Jun Ziqian's heavy sword away! The heavy sword crossed an arc in mid-air and landed in the distance.

With the heavy sword in his hand, a trace of panic flashed in Jun Ziqian's eyes, and at this moment, his arms were also completely numb because of the long time of defense, and they had endured no less than hundreds of slashes from Han Ze.

Han Ze's figure flickered strangely, and he directly deceived Jun Ziqian's body, a trace of cold fierceness appeared in his eyes, and the long knife in his hand slashed fiercely between the latter's waist and abdomen.

"Bell!" The sound of the golden stone striking suddenly resounded throughout the audience, and a faint light suddenly bloomed at the place where the blade and the waist and abdomen struck, but it was Jun Ziqian who gathered all the spiritual power of the earth and stone in that place at the moment of crisis, and it was almost a fatal knife at the moment!

Even so, the violent force that poured into his body along the blade still made Jun Ziqian's face turn pale in an instant, his body retreated, and he fell to the ground fiercely.

The hard stony ground suddenly exploded through the cracks like spider webs, and a puff of red blood mist erupted wildly from Jun Ziqian's mouth, flying into the air, looking so shocking!

"Boy, next time I remember, when I see someone from our Daomen, I have to lie on the ground like a dog, you know!" Han Ze sneered, his figure flickered, and swept in front of Jun Ziqian, who was already powerless to fight back, and slashed down with the knife, heading straight for his right arm. It seems that Han Ze is going to cut off Jun Ziqian's arm.

A blue shadow suddenly appeared in the field, the white jade palm was raised, and the two slender green jade fingers sandwiched the long knife between the two fingers with great precision. The jade foot was raised, and suddenly, the sharp wind carried on the toe directly scraped a deep mark on the ground and kicked towards Han Ze's lower abdomen.

If this kick hits, let alone Han Ze, even Gu Fei will be seriously injured!

Han Ze's reaction was also extremely fast, and he immediately opened the long knife in his hand, and his figure was like a sharp arrow, with the sound of cracking wind, and shot towards the rear, which could dodge the terrifying kick of the eastward smoke and rain.

forced Han Ze back, and did not pursue the eastward smoke and rain, but possessed himself and Meng Zhuxi, who swept back to the stage, to help the seriously injured gentleman Qian up.

"Cha Xi, take Ziqian to heal. The rain said softly.

"Yanyu, then you be careful. Meng Zhuxi first instructed, and then helped the gentleman to get off the arena.

"What? Can you still change people?" Seeing that Dongliu Yanyu actually came to the stage, everyone in the audience was stunned, Han Ze wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, looked at the girl opposite with fear, and said in a low voice.

"We threw in the towel. The ethereal voice of the eastward smoke and rain echoed in the arena, and then without waiting for Han Ze to speak, he fell on Gu Fei in the audience.

"You come up, I challenge you!"