The black soul hook rope suddenly burst out, but Zhang Baijian sneered, and the thunder and fire light in his body soared, and then his body trembled, and the whole person instantly retreated, pulling out a series of thunder flame remnants.

"Whew!"

Under the storming of the soul hook, it did not hit Zhang Baidao, but only crushed the remnants one by one.

"Huh"?"

The blow that he was very confident in was dodged so lightly by Zhang Baijian, and Yin Tianjiao suddenly sighed in surprise. Immediately, he sneered again, and with a finger pull, the soul hook rope that turned into a poisonous python but flew into the air hovered again, slicing through the space like lightning, and chased after Zhang Baijian.

Zhang Baidao's figure retreated sharply under the envelopment of the flames, but his hands did not take out any weapons, but the steps under his feet were as if he was drunk, upside down, and each time it was just before the soul hook attacked, just avoiding it dangerously.

Around the gladiatorial arena, many strong men and spectators saw that Zhang Baijian was able to hold on to the hands of a witch god powerhouse for so long, and their faces were suddenly full of surprise, and the expression on the face of the patriarch of the Hades God Sect was gloomy.

Although deep down, he thought about letting Zhang Baijian defeat Yin Tianjiao, so as to squeeze Yin Tianjiao out of the position of the heir of the sect master. But at this moment, Yin Tianjiao represents the face of the Hades God Sect, in front of so many people, a witch god, but he has never been able to help a yang soul, which is to damage the face of the Hades God Sect.

As the pursuit continued, no matter how Yin Tianjiao changed the means of using the soul hook in his hand, he could not touch Zhang Baijian in the slightest. The anger in the chest could not be vented, and the anger that had accumulated became even more intense.

Yin Tianjiao didn't expect that Zhang Baijian would be so slippery, but he was confident that under his own offensive. Even a beginner-level witch god would be extremely embarrassed, but this hateful guy in front of him dodged lightly, but instead looked like a monkey being played.

Mudras change. Yin Tianjiao's body, suddenly, like a snake head flying out, drilled out a series of soul hook ropes, and in an instant, about eight soul hook ropes suddenly burst out from his back, and then under the cover of the black fog covering the sky, they chased towards Zhang Baidao's overwhelming spread.

"Blocked all your retreats, I think you can escape?"

In Yin Tianjiao's cold cheer with murderous intent. The black soul hooking rope, with the momentum of the heaven and earth net, instantly blocked all the retreats around Zhang Baijian, and in this way, it was to force Zhang Baijian to resist. A yang soul and a witch god are fighting hard, and what will happen to this can naturally be imagined.

Knowing that he could no longer dodge, Zhang Baijian simply stopped running around. Standing still, frowning at the overwhelming chains.

That Yin Tianjiao was even more difficult than he imagined. Although he repeatedly provoked his anger. But as far as it seems now, his combat effectiveness has not been reduced much because of this.

"Perhaps, did it backfire?"

Seeing that Zhang Baijian seemed to be facing a desperate situation, many Tianfeng tribe powerhouses and foreign observers who were optimistic about Zhang Baijian sighed in their hearts. Zhang Baijian's performance before looked at them in their eyes, and everything could be said to be impeccable. But the battlefield. Changing rapidly, where is there really a last resort?

Most people will not be able to exert their full strength because of anger. But there is such a small group of people, the more angry they are, the combat power that erupts. The more domineering.

Seeing that Zhang Baijian was under the pressure of his own soul hooking rope and had no way to escape, Yin Tianjiao's gentle face, which had always been shown, showed a touch of hideousness. The thought that Zhang Baijian would die tragically under his chains next, he felt an indescribable pleasure.

The reason why Yin Tianjiao had this idea was that Zhang Baijian had suppressed him too badly with words just now. The good form, under Zhang Baidao's words, has become a flowing water. Even if you get the desired result in the end, it seems that the price paid is greater.

The dead branches appeared in Zhang Baijian's hand in an instant, and the entwined soul hooking rope, a total of nine chain heads, surrounded Zhang Baijian like a hideous poisonous snake, staring at him coldly.

The nine chain heads stabbed towards Zhang Baijian suddenly.

A strong hurricane, with bursts of dead air mixed with a fishy smell, swept towards Zhang Baijian.

Yin Tianjiao's face was already full of smug smiles.

Under this blow, he didn't believe that Zhang Baijian, a 'little yang soul', still had the ability to continue to live.

Clang!

The dead branches waved into a circular aura and swept around Zhang Baijian's body. The dead branches, which are invincible to all kinds of energy attacks, are much weaker against real weapon attacks.

But this time, Zhang Baijian relied not on the dissolving power of the dead tree branches, but on the bronze piece hanging on the dead branches.

At the moment when those soul hooks collided with the dead branches, it was inevitable that the bronze pieces were also attacked.

Don't forget one of the most powerful features of the bronze piece, which is the rebound attack. Even hegemon-level figures have no way to use this kind of rebound power, and a mere Yin Wuxian will naturally be no exception.

In the blink of an eye, those chain heads that were originally fierce and pierced Zhang Baijian turned their heads around one after another and stabbed towards Yin Wuxian himself.

"Hmm, what just happened?" almost all of them didn't react. The people who knew what had just happened had a thoughtful look in their eyes, looking at the dead branch in Zhang Baijian's hand.

Yin Tianjiao snorted coldly, the handprints of his hands changed, and the long soul hooking rope rippled with wave patterns. The head of the chain and the chain collided together, making a crisp sound of gold and iron, sparks splashed everywhere, and the majestic energy rippled out from the place of exchange.

This move was used to fight with strength, although it did not hurt Yin Tianjiao, but it made his expression even more ugly.

Take a few steps back.

Zhang Baijian no longer dodged, and stretched out his left hand, and the flame ring appeared in his left hand.

As soon as he stomped his feet, the whole person was like a cannonball, cutting through the space, and the dead branches in his hands slashed towards Yin Tianjiao.

Yin Tianjiao, who had already known that the dead branches were powerful, swung the chains around his body and wrapped them into a large oval shield in front of him.

Swish!

The dead branches struck the chains, and the powerful anti-shock force shook the hovering chains apart. And the flame ring in Zhang Baidao's left hand turned into a huge lava world and was fiercely suppressed.

The old left-right flanking attack is once again powerful.

When it comes to true yuan and realm cultivation, Zhang Baijian is much worse than Yin Tianjiao. But when it comes to the real level of fighting, Zhang Baijian is more than a step stronger than Yin Tianjiao.

What's more, whether it is a dead branch, a bronze piece on a dead branch, or a flame ring, it is a rare treasure. Under the pincer attack, even if Yin Tianjiao is three heads and six arms, it is difficult to stop.

Soon, under Zhang Baijiao's attack, Yin Tianjiao began to retreat again and again, and his whole body seemed to be trembling under strong pressure.

In terms of long-range combat, Zhang Baijian is not very good at it. But in close combat, Zhang Baidao's combat strength is difficult for anyone to match.

Syllable!

The dead branches passed through the gaps in the chains that had been opened by the Yan Ring, and swept fiercely on Yin Tianjiao's chest.

The dead branches swept over, Yin Tianjiao's chest was blurred with flesh and blood, and his whole person screamed even more, and flew out upside down.

And Zhang Baijian did not stop and chased after him.

The body stabilized in mid-air, and Yin Tianjiao looked at Zhang Baijian coldly, and the fierceness in his eyes became more and more undisguised. Black qi was released from his body, constantly enveloping the entire gladiatorial arena.

And the thunder flames surrounding Zhang Baijian were mixed with those black gases, and then made a 'snort' burning sound.

Behind Yin Tianjiao, what faintly emerged was a ghost, and there were ghosts floating among the ghosts, and each ghost's chest was dragged through the chest with a long iron lock, which made people feel a sense of depression that could not be stopped.

With the advent of the ghost, Zhang Baijian gradually felt that the thunder and fire attribute energy around him was getting less and less, and his actions seemed to be suppressed. Only the energy of the water system has not been restricted, after all, Zhang Baijian has not shown a trace of water attribute ability until now, which is a hole card that Zhang Baijian can keep.

"The yang soul is just the yang soul, compared to the witch god, it is still an ant. No matter how strong your combat power is, as long as the witch god expands the world realm to suppress it, there is only one result of being killed. ”

In Yin Tianjiao's tone, he was no longer full of confidence before. But the killing intent has been naked and undisguised.

The thunder flames on Zhang Baidao's body were still burning strongly, even if the various rules around him were squeezing and oppressing him, they could never extinguish this wisp of thunder fire.

A sneer also appeared on Zhang Baijian's face.

"North Sea Long Whale Gong!"

The energy that did not belong to the thunder fire attribute around it began to be quickly devoured under the scroll of the water attribute energy, and as the energy was absorbed into Zhang Baijian's body, the thunder flame, which was originally slightly weakened, burned again.

"North Sea Long Whale Gong?!"

Many people outside the arena who heard this term changed color one after another, and the patriarch of the Pluto God Sect even wanted to rush into the arena several times to stop this battle.

"How is that possible? Isn't that the peerless learning of the Ancient Qing Emperor? Could it be that he still left a Dao system in the mortal world?" someone said incredulously.

With the unfolding of the Beihai Long Whale Skill, everyone's eyes looking at Zhang Baijian were full of vigilance and fear. It's just that this look is not completely aimed at Zhang Baijian, but through him, looking at the shadow of someone else.

The thunder flames frantically poured into the Flame Ring, and the Flame Ring, which was originally only the size of a finger, began to enlarge under the flood of crazy true yuan. In the end, the black fog that enveloped the entire gladiatorial arena was completely broken. Billowing flames burned in the world that loomed outside and inside the Flame Ring, and thick black smoke was pushed into the air.

The whole sky changed color under the light of flames and black smoke.

Rumble!

The huge flame ring, like a meteor that destroyed the world, smashed towards Yin Tianjiao with a wave of Zhang Baidao's left hand. (To be continued.) )