On the stone platform, Zhao Xun was lying on the ground, dying.

At the severed arm, blood flowed, staining the whole body red, and it looked shocking.

"Is Senior Brother Zhao going to lose like this?"

Those who originally thought that he would inevitably win, looked at his miserable scene at this time, and their faces showed disbelief.

"Senior Sister Lian, you lost! Senior Brother Chen is so powerful!" In Luohuayuan's team, Guo Wei was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, his face was full of surprise, and his bright eyes were shining with pride.

Lian Qing's eyes showed a strange glow, looking at Zhao Xun who seemed to be defeated on the stage, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Senior Sister Guo, I did lose this bet." But who wins and who loses, I'm afraid it's too early to make a decision now, look at it, Senior Brother Zhao will definitely not fall so easily. ”

Guo Wei was slightly stunned and said, "Senior Sister Lian is saying that Senior Brother Zhao still has a chance to win......?"

A woman next to her, who looked a little older, smiled meaningfully, and continued: "As a ** person, if you break an arm, you will not be in pain if you use your mana to stop the acupuncture point a little." And with Senior Brother Zhao's cultivation, this injury definitely doesn't have much impact on him, and the reason why he does this seems to be for ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Xun, who was lying on the stone platform on the ground twitching, suddenly jumped up, and the spirit sword in his hand burst with lightning, stabbing towards Yang Que's chest with lightning speed!

"Poof!", with a soft sound, Yang Que seemed to be caught off guard, the body protection shield was easily shattered, and the sword was sharp and cold, and it stabbed directly in his chest!

"Ahh

The ** in the audience were also full of surprise, and their heartstrings suddenly tightened.

Lian Qing looked at Yang Que with a hint of sarcasm in his gaze, and sneered: "Senior Brother Chen's experience is still too insufficient, this time, he has no chance to turn the tables around." ”

However, Zhao Xun, who was holding the spirit sword on the stage, was full of gloom, his eyes showed surprise, he was urging the mana in his body surgingly, and the spirit sword in his hand Weng Ming trembled, but it was difficult to pierce Yang Que's body!

"Zhao Xun, you have always been sinister, and you will take revenge, will I be defenseless?" A touch of coldness flashed in Yang Que's eyes, and the light on his body suddenly flashed, and a metallic sound sounded on the ground, directly dissolving the sword light against his chest.

Immediately, he no longer hesitated, and the spirit sword in his hand burst out with light, slashing towards Zhao Xun head-on, with an undisguised strong killing intent on his face.

Zhao Xun's expression was solemn, he dodged away, raised his sword in his right hand, and recited the magic trick in his mouth, and the broken arm that fell to the ground suddenly flew towards him with a "whoosh" sound, and automatically connected to his left arm.

Flashes of inspiration, instantly, as good as ever!

"Senior Brother Chen, I really didn't expect you to have such strength. It seems that you took the initiative to admit defeat in that game, did you do it on purpose?" Zhao Xun took the broken arm, and his whole body was bathed in a layer of milky white light, as if he was repairing his injuries, and the blood stains on his body disappeared quickly, and his whole temperament became more handsome and calm.

Yang Que's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes, and he didn't make a move immediately, stepped forward to stop him from healing, but said meaningfully: "If I say that I am just to paralyze you and want to kill you in the last game, do you believe it?"

Zhao Xun's pupils shrank, stared at his face carefully for a while, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and said, "Senior Brother Chen, do I have a grudge against you?"

Yang Que smiled faintly and said, "I can't talk about hatred, it's just that I hate you in my heart and want to take the opportunity to kill you." ”

These words were bland, and he didn't deliberately lower his voice, so the ** in the audience could hear it.

At this moment, the crowd looked at Yang Que with even more shocked faces, a little incomprehensible.

This competition is not over yet, he dared to directly say in front of the elders and so many people that he wanted to take the opportunity to kill people, and he was still a cultivator of the Yuan God Realm, this is too unscrupulous!

When Zhao Xun heard this, his eyes finally showed an undisguised killing intent, and said: "It seems that Senior Brother Chen really wants to kill me, but it's a pity, even if I am temporarily suppressed and cultivated, it will definitely be difficult for you to do so." ”

After that, the light of the left arm shone, and the injury was repaired in a moment.

Immediately, the spirit sword in his right hand trembled, and suddenly turned into a silver long dragon, rushing towards Yang Que!

At the same time, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his hands were combined, his lips moved slightly, and in his eyes, the black light flashed and disappeared, and there was a pitch-black spear in his hand, and a strong evil aura instantly diffused out.

Rumble!

The silver dragon transformed by the spirit sword collided with Yang Que's sword, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into nothing.

Zhao Xun didn't have any pity, he stepped on the footwork, the black spear in his hand danced like a pear flower, fast as lightning, cold and a little bit, like stars and rain, and the evil qi was rolling, and it was densely splashed towards Yang Que.

In the air, there is a "snort" sound, the air flow is chaotic, and on the stone platform, the sky is full of guns, and the cold is through the bones, so it is not terrifying!

In the blink of an eye, Yang Que was shrouded in the mighty gunlight, and the black mist was rising everywhere, and the evil atmosphere was dense, and the entire stone platform was quickly covered.

The crowd in the audience opened their mouths, their faces were full of horror, and they only saw that in the thick black fog, Zhao Xun's guns were flying all over the sky, like snakes and butterflies, and the cold light burst out, like a violent wind and rain, towards the black fog in front of them, and swept away violently!

All of a sudden, the momentum was amazing, and the tide was like a sea!

The presiding elder stood at the bottom of the stage, his face also changed color slightly, his eyes stared at the black mist on the stone platform motionlessly, and he secretly wondered in his heart, didn't this Zhao Xun's cultivation be sealed by me? Or rather, he could untie it by himself.

After thinking about it, he immediately shook his head and said, "No, although the fluctuations of this mana, although the momentum is immense, it is all inspired by that spear, and his cultivation is still suppressed. Moreover, he didn't have the courage to lift the ban himself. Hey, it's a pity for that teenager. ”

On the stone platform, the cold light is like rain, and it still continues.

In Luohuayuan's team, Lian Qing looked at the amazing momentum caused by Zhao Xun on the stage, her face was full of admiration and pride, and she secretly said in her heart: Fortunately, I chose him first in front of so many sisters, and when the sisters look at my face, they will definitely not fight with me. If you can become a Taoist couple with a powerful monk like Senior Brother Zhao, then the road to ** in the future will be smoother.

Thinking of this, she was secretly happy in her heart, but she caught a glimpse of Guo Wei with a nervous face beside her, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: It's a pity Senior Sister Guo, she is infatuated, but she is also pitiful, hey......

Just when everyone was shocked by Zhao Xun's true strength and thought that "Chen Yulin" would definitely die this time, in the black mist, a golden light suddenly flashed, and there was a strange sound.

Immediately, everything returned to calm.

At the same time, the gunfire like a storm suddenly stopped!

In a moment, on the stone platform, the black fog dissipated.

"Chen Yulin" held the spirit sword, his expression was faint, and he stood in place, intact. And Zhao Xun actually broke his arms, his whole body was bloody, lying on the ground, his eyes were closed, unconscious!

The powerful pitch-black spear was stuck in the ground beside it, trembling incessantly.

The audience was silent. (To be continued.) )