In the next challenge, Lang Chuan used the analysis of the opponent's last battle to defeat Yu Zheng and Tang San opportunistically and with difficulty.

Now there are only Xiao Xiao and Sun Zhiwei who have not missed a move and a half, the two of them are talking secretly from time to time in the preparation seat at the moment, and it seems that they have talked about some agreements, and then the two of them compared with each other, and finally, Sun Zhiwei turned around and flew towards the wind of Langchuan.

"Yuntian Sect, Sun Zhiwei is here to challenge!"

Sun Zhiwei is reported to be a disciple of the Inner Sect, and he is also a disciple of Elder Xiao Feng in charge of Wutai Peak. Langchuan, who has never had a good impression of the Xiao people

"Senior brother, please!" Sun Zhi smiled indifferently.

"Senior brother, please!" Lang Chuan replied with an expressionless face.

Lang Chuan's figure was like lightning, and he took the lead in rushing towards Sun Zhiwei, and when he was about to fight him, he found the opportunity to perform the marking technique.

Lang Chuan's move was very different from the previous martial arts style, which made Sun Zhiwei's eyebrows frown slightly, and he retreated again and again, he didn't know why Lang Chuan would use such a close fighting method against himself, could he have any conspiracy? The other party is in this ring, but a typical opponent who defeats the strong with the weak and wins by tricks, he is trying to find a way to fight with him, because his current cultivation has a slight advantage over him.

Although Lang Chuan was not comparable to Miao Yueting and Tang San in terms of speed, however, the moving figure at this moment was not slow, even slightly better than Sun Zhiwei, Sun Zhiwei did not have the slightest chance to cast spells, Lang Chuan relied on the advantage of cultivating the Nine Turns Golden Dragon Technique to be stronger than ordinary people's physical bodies, and a pair of iron palms roared and roared madly towards his face, which had already forced him out of breath, and his fatigue gradually appeared, making his reaction speed slowly slow down.

Sun Zhiwei never thought that the other party would choose such a way to consume his physical strength, gritted his teeth, forcibly sealed his hands, and at the same moment Lang Chuan's right hand slashed into his chest, and his left hand quietly and quickly completed the handprint marking the magic trick.

After Sun Zhiwei felt a ferocious impact on his chest, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a wow, and he instantly disappeared into a fog.

Lang Chuan looked at a thick fog, and smiled secretly in his heart, the other party had been successfully marked by him, and now he could clearly perceive where the other party was hiding, but he didn't want to let him know immediately, his hidden figure had been mastered by himself, and he deliberately cast some small spells to find out the other party's location.

Sun Zhiwei watched Lang Chuan release spells indiscriminately, and finally breathed a deep sigh of relief in his heart, he didn't expect at all that a mere seventh-layer condensation cultivation of the Great Perfection would actually force his cultivation in the middle of the eighth-layer condensation to such an extent, and his heart was shocked and angry, and then he slapped the storage bag, and there were some more black seeds in his hand, which was a poisonous mushroom that he bought at the half-immortal, and added his own life-inducing spell in a damp place, which can quickly make it grow, if a person smells a trace of the smell it emits, he will immediately feel paralysis and then poison and faint, otherwise he will be in a state of confusion。

Seeing that Langchuan was getting farther and farther away from him, he immediately took advantage of this moment to quietly move towards the seeds of poisonous mushrooms scattered in the martial arts ring, and in less than five breaths, the colorful poisonous mushrooms had already taken shape, Sun Zhiwei showed a sinister smile, and then held his breath and concentrated on a sword trick, and instantly jumped on the flying sword.

Lang Chuan, who originally thought he had controlled everything, was careless, and was already poisoned, so he immediately meditated cross-legged, held his breath, and made an enchantment, which was calculated in his heart. Being smart is mistaken by being smart, this is not false at all, it is useless to be annoyed, but Lang Chuan is suddenly angry at this time, his mind is in turmoil, he spit out a mouthful of black blood, and then quickly points to seal the further invasion of the toxin, but this makes Sun Zhiwei, who has already been eyeing him, a hollow.

"Die! Water Dragon Twisting Technique!" Seeing that Langchuan was already poisonous, as strong as the end, and already crumbling, Sun Zhiwei suddenly pinched his hands and shouted a little crazy.

A water dragon breathing cold air suddenly soared up, opened its bloody mouth with teeth and claws, and roared towards the Langchuan.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

“......”

"Bang, bang, bang!"

“......”

Sun Zhiwei looked at Lang Chuan, who was about to be devoured by the water dragon, with a murderous look on his face, angry eyes, and roared with his hands in a seal.

I saw that the poisonous mushrooms in the martial arts ring suddenly exploded, and the colors were very gorgeous, as if welcoming the arrival of death.

"I'm going to see where you're going!" haha......"

Seeing that Langchuan was about to disappear into the bloody mouth of a huge water dragon dozens of zhang long, a faint voice sounded.

"Shapeshift!"

All the disciples in the viewing hall only heard a loud dragon chant and explosion at this moment, and in the martial arts ring where the fog gradually dissipated, a young man with a cloak and a tattered colorful Taoist robe, holding a broken sword in his right hand, stood on his knees on the ring, and next to him lay a body stained red by blood.

"Little one, there are a lot of secrets!"

"He actually won?"

"Oh my God, my spirit stone!"

"Senior Brother ......"

"Nanikawa ......"

"Brother Nanikawa......"

“......”

Suddenly, there was a noisy noise under the elders' seat and the viewing table.

"Langchuan has successfully defended it!" The old man in purple looked bright, then glanced at Xiao Xiao and said, "Do you want to challenge?"

Now among the six people, he is the only one who has not yet challenged, if he gives up, then this supreme list of the main ranking directly belongs to Lang Chuan, he has no other choice at the moment, and then nodded and said: "Xiao Cheng, Xiao Xiao come to challenge!"

At this time, Lang Chuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the ring, had already recovered under the treatment of the old man in purple, and his embarrassed posture had also taken on a new look.

"I never thought that the last duel between the top eye champion was actually me and you, the previous few competitions, Xiao admired it very much!" Xiao Xiao looked at Lang Chuan, who had been unfazed, and hugged his fist with sincere admiration.

"It's over, Brother Xiao, please advise!" Lang Chuan said with a calm face.

"Then I won't keep my hand!" Xiao Xiao said with a look in his eyes.

At this moment, all the disciples under the viewing table looked at the two of them intently, an ordinary disciple who had repeatedly amazed people in the martial arts ring, and a handsome and gentle son of Tianjiao, the two silently faced each other.

Lang Chuan looked at this person and had to sigh, the creator's miraculous workmanship, there is such a handsome man in the world, wearing a blue family robe brocade robe, holding a white folding fan in his hand, and a golden belt around his waist, the whole person exudes a charming and elegant atmosphere, which makes people reluctant to look away from his face. He was so beautiful that it seemed to blur men and women, and his evil face showed a kind of careless rebelliousness, and a colorful butterfly inadvertently swirled around him, and from time to time landed on his hairpin, so beautiful that it could not be described in words.