Xiang Tian poured the flame-red fighting qi into the flame shield in the state of the closed door, although he could barely block this blow, he felt that his physical strength was being withdrawn little by little.

His heels were close to the smooth ice-like ground, and Xiang Tian was afraid that he would not be able to hold on in the next second, so he pressed under the black big round shield.

Uncle Mu has been silent in the rear, and Xiang Tian has been on guard against any movement behind him.

The oblique shadow of the big black round shield in front of him obscured Xiang Tian, and the mountain-like sense of oppression was transmitted back to Xiang Tian's trembling atrium through the flame shield.

Once this balance is broken, the army is bound to be defeated. But the current situation is not optimistic, and a single first fighting skill has put Xiang Tian in a predicament, and he may lose at any time.

This is a duel with a strong man, which is nothing compared to the thirty seconds of life and death with Ji, but it undoubtedly aroused Xiang Tian's boiling blood.

However, the lion's head formed by the condensation of the raging flames in the shield roared, and a reverse force caused the black round shield to roll back a few points.

Mu Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, "Little Ghost Xiang, I consumed a lot of your fighting energy and physical strength just now." ”

Uncle Mu actually had too much free time to attack Xiang Tian, but he didn't rush to do it, after all, the difference in rank made him have a plan to release the water in the morning.

"Your fighting skills are very strong, and you deserve to be the gatekeeper of the second layer of the Eight Gates Ancient Pagoda. ”

Xiang Tian converted the Transforming Yan Shield into a bronze fist glove, "It seems that you didn't put your mind seriously on this competition, then I will use some means to sober you up." ”

"Xiang Xiaogui, your tone is not small. You must know that if Lao Tzu was behind the back, you would have already popped out of the field. ”

"Since it is a dignified competition, let's start from now on. The burning flames wrapped around the bronze fist gauntlet, Xiang Tian charged backwards, the dust in the air rising and rolling, and the heat lingered.

"You're going to lose badly, stinking little imp. A faint earthy yellow fighting aura overflowed on Mu Zhan's body, and he shouted: "Return!!"

The black shield shrunk to its original form and rolled back into Uncle Mu's hands, "If you want to suffer a little, I can satisfy you." ”

"I'm at an age where I need to endure hardships, and if I want to meet an opponent like you in the third round of the Shenwu Academy, wouldn't I have to kneel down and beg for mercy. ”

"Hmph, take it, Beastmaster Fist. Xiang Tian swung his right fist straight, and a huge flame turned into a two-headed fire lion more than three meters long in the air, pounced on Mu Zhan.

With each step of the two-headed flame lion, a black smoking paw print was left on the ground.

"Haha, stinky little ghost, that's how you look like a man. Uncle Mu threw the black round shield in front of him, and the first fighting skill, the giant shield, was launched again.

The blazing wave of qi struck, and the black round shield blocked the front, with the defense of Uncle Mu's third-level mid-level weapon master, it was not difficult to block the two-headed flame lion, if it was like this, everything Xiang Tian had done before would be in vain.

The corners of Xiang Tian's mouth rose slightly, and the pace of the two-headed flame lion changed less than a meter in front of the black big round shield, and it used its vigorous forebody to kick and jump, and the fiery red light covered Mu Zhan's surprised face.

"It's not bad to think about it. "The earthy yellow fighting qi on Uncle Mu's body was discharged in large quantities within a meter of the body, and the degree of dazzling was no duller than that of the two-headed flame lion.

Mu Zhan's second fighting skill, the doppelganger shield, is launched.

I saw the big black round shield trembling slightly, and Uncle Mu's arms were bulging with centipede-sized green tendons, and the muscles were breaking through his clothes at this moment.

The black big round shield was split into two, and the new round shield was moved to the side by Uncle Mu, and in the end, the two-headed flame lion still hit the round shield headlong.

First, a small mushroom mist of fire was raised, choking smoke and scattering a little flame star in the air, if you accidentally touch it, it will definitely burn your skin.

"It's on, little imp. Two large black round shields rushed out of the dense fog and rolled towards Xiang Tian quickly.

"Oops!!" Xiang Tian was unwilling, although he forced Uncle Mu to use his second fighting technique, he undoubtedly pulled himself into another dangerous situation again.

Although Uncle Mu's fighting spirit is a shield, his fighting skills are all based on defense as attack, coupled with the sinking field, it is undoubtedly complementary to each other.

Xiang Tian was not in a hurry, he had already thought of a countermeasure when Mu Zhan used the second fighting technique clone shield just now, but if the first offensive was not successful, his physical strength and fighting spirit would be squeezed dry.

The two large black round shields running at high speed made a piercing sound, and Xiang Tian stretched out his hands to block them directly.

"Don't you understand what I mean? ”

But when the shield was released, it was like splashing water, and the two round shields hit Xiang Tian's body, but he himself did not resist at all, and rushed directly to the sidelines.

"Alas, if you can't beat it, you can just stop it, you must know that you have been injured in the Bamen Ancient Pagoda and need to use the power of your soul to recover, it's really stupid!!" Uncle Mu cursed.

But he quickly relented, "No!!, that little ghost is such a ghost, he will definitely not be so stupid, he will not dodge or dodge." ”

Xiang Tianke launched the second fighting technique given by the deputy primordial god, the flame stand-in.

"It's a bit late to find out now. ”

The flame stand-in lost an important second-of-a-second concealment ability without the reinforcement of the closed door, and Xiang Tian relied on this precious moment to rely on the fifteen percent speed of opening the door to appear behind Mu Zhan, and then, the docking of his palms naturally spread out in his abdomen.

The second fighting skill, Lion Bite Fist, launch!!

Xiang Tian's whole body was wrapped in a thick fighting aura, as if he had ignited it.

Although Mu Zhan's fighting technique is strong with a round shield impact, only if he dodges the first attack, his body has nothing to resist, and it is best to attack at this time.

This is a lion bite fist in a state of retirement, and it is also a move by Xiang Tian to defeat Wang Ba, a second-level weapon master. The palms of the upper and lower layers are transformed into the upper jaw and jaw of the lion, and the ten fingers form sharp animal teeth.

"Oh no!!back, back!!" Uncle Mu shouted the return of the black round shield one after another, but Xiang Tian was already slamming his palms shut.

"Roar!!" The flame lion's head, which was more than five meters high, raised a hot wave more than ten meters high under a loud bang, and Mu Zhan was kneeling down on one knee by the strength of Xiang Tiandou's skills.

The burning lion's head opened its mouth and condensed the huge mouth of the high temperature, easily biting Uncle Mu's back firmly, just like the fierce scene of a lion preying on its prey.

"It's so hot, but I'm very relieved that a second-level fighter actually let me use the third fighting skill, Xiang Tian, do you really only have D-level talent?"

Through the layers of flames of the lion's head, a black shadow is indifferent even if it is constantly scorched. The two round shields on the field disappeared, and Xiang Tian knelt on his knees, supported only by a wisp of will, because he wanted to see the final result.

The flames of the lion's bite fist subsided as Xiang Tian's fighting spirit weakened, and Uncle Mu walked out in a scorched black battle armor. Strangely, the lines on the round shield are somewhat similar to those of the battle armor.

This is because Mu Zhan launched his third fighting skill, shield armor, which can make the sent shield return to his body to form a set of armor that strengthens defense.

"I'm still. . . Lose.. Finish. Xiang Tian's eyelids opened and closed weakly, which was a sign of sleepiness.

"No, at some point, you win. Uncle Mu looked at Xiang Tian, who had lost consciousness, and said with a smile: "If you have reached the third level, the fighting skill just now can directly smash my Dunjia to pieces." ”