Leading the Fang family members, they marched towards the interior of the gladiatorial arena in an orderly manner, and when they passed through the direction where the Wang family was entrenched, a rather harsh and cold voice came.

"Old fellow, are you scared, grinding!" Wang Lei, who had bad intentions, glanced at Yang Hao behind him, and said with a strange smile.

Then, the people of the Wang clan behind him had a cruel smile on their faces, and the sound of mockery was endless.

"Haha! Anyway, you guys' shops are very deserted! And there is nothing to do, how can it be like us, tsk! This half a month's profit is too rich!" Fang Po stopped the second elder who was about to get angry, stepped out, and subconsciously patted the position of his pocket, his eyes lowered, and there seemed to be a trace of pity in his sight.

Indeed, with the blessing of Yang Hao's second-order rune master's living signboard, the flow of people in the Fang family's shop has completely suppressed the Wang family, and the first two failed to gamble, and gave the Fang family a lot of spirit stones in vain.

The suddenly sharp eyes glanced at Yang Hao in the Fang family's crowd fiercely, and said through gritted teeth.

"Old ghost, don't get too complacent, sooner or later you'll vomit it all at once. ”

"Hehe, I don't know how long you can last!" Fang Po, who spoke sharply, still responded mercilessly.

Subsequently, after a few rounds of mouth cannon fights between the two, Fang Po, who was light and light, had a red face, and obviously took the advantage of leading the Fang family towards another area.

Staring at the departing back with a gloomy face, Wang Lei held his palm violently, and after glancing at it gloomily, he secretly thought in his heart that there was a chance to seriously injure the rune master, and after going to the living sign of his Fang family, after starting a war against the Fang family, no matter how much he paid this time, he would have to pull out this thorn in the flesh.

"Okay, now that both sides of the fight are here, please come up to Yang Hao!" Tatsuki's voice rang out, and all eyes converged on a certain position.

Today's referee is Tatsuki, a more convincing existence in the Iron Soldier City, and as the referee of this game, both sides are more assured.

Slightly stunned, then chuckled, a little footsteps, a burst of spiritual energy, the body suddenly rose to the ground, clusters of subtle arcs intertwined on the soles of the feet in exchange for a strong propulsion force, the air flipped over, the body stood firmly on the stone platform, and the fierce Wang Ding was only ten steps away.

"Bud! This rune master seems to have two brushes!"

"How about it! Let's bet on it! I'll bet on that rune master to win!Lao Tzu bet on ten spirit stones!" A middle-aged sweater shook the spirit stone in his hand, and said loudly to a thin man next to him with a look of victory.

"Hehe, you rotten gambler! I'm afraid you'll lose so much this time that you won't have any pants left!" stared at the spirit stone in the man's hand, and the greed in his eyes flashed.

“......”

"Venerable Rune Master, do you want my subordinates to show mercy!, otherwise, I'm afraid that you will lie on the ground like a dead dog when the time comes!" his gaze fixed on Yang Hao's body, and he said in a gloomy tone.

After all, the feeling of trampling a second-order rune master under his feet made Wang Ding excited.

Yang Hao's eyes flashed, a trace of coldness flashed, he glanced at Wang Ding's idiotic appearance, and said loudly.

"You idiot!"

"You .....!" Yang Hao, who was a distinguished rune master, suddenly popped out of his mouth with such a vulgar sentence, which made the people in the audience burst into laughter, and the somewhat playful eyes directly pressed Wang Ding's face extremely pale.

"That's enough! It's useless, adjust the three breaths! Chen Mu suddenly cut off Wang Ding, and a trace of concern swept over Yang Hao's location.

may also be a rune master, so he secretly helped Yang Hao, so that Wang Ding suffered a dumb loss.

"Start!" The three breaths were fleeting, and as the slightly dry palm fell, the scene suddenly boiled to the extreme.

After a sneer, he took out a black iron spear with a grade of the highest grade from the storage ring, the barrel of the gun was black throughout, and the tip of the three-foot spear flashed a little cold under the light of the bright sun.

After waving it at will, he stomped on the ground, his body quickly rose up, like a flash of lightning, and the spear in his hand stood up and stabbed out, and the shadow of the spear turned into an endless cold light.

"Oh?weapon?" Yang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, this bare-handed one should forget it, after thinking for a while, a burst of white light flashed, and a blue three-foot nebula sword was held in his hand

"Bell!" There was a muffled sound, and the barrel of the gun slammed into the sword body, like an iron wall of copper, and the body of the gun made of tungsten steel was bent into a crescent shape, but the nebula sword did not move at all, not even a trace of trembling

This is not surprising, as a low-grade treasure, the Nebula Sword is mixed with a lot of extremely thick alien iron, and the weight alone is four or five times that of the black iron spear, how can it be shaken.

Slightly stunned, it was obvious that Wang Ding also recognized that this was the handle treasure weapon a few days ago, and felt that Yang Hao was not too proficient in swordsmanship, and the sneer on his face was even better, and he sneered.

"Son, fight with me, you are still tender!"

The palm of his hand tightly grasped the black handle of the gun, and with a quick draw, the spiritual energy in his body was completely injected into the tip of the gun.

A slightly majestic aura gushed out, and the big red flames were like a long snake winding around, surrounding the iron spear, dancing at will, the kind of burning power that was extremely hot, with a rolling heat wave, rushed towards Yang Hao.

I have to do this, Wang Ding, as the top ten outer disciples of Gangzong, also has a lot of ability in his hands.

The scorching heat of the spear was like a piece of red-hot falling iron, and it was extremely sensitive to the Nebula Sword in Yang Hao's hand, this spear was like a mirror, so sharp that it was extremely difficult to find a trace.

After several attacks, it was quite smooth, like an endless wave, and Yang Hao was suppressed on top of the battle.

The spear glowed with fire, and swept by a strange oblique sweep, and under a strong force, the air exploded again and again, and there was a great power to sweep through thousands of armies.

Eyebrows raised, stepping on a strange step, the body suddenly twisted like a spinning top, the fiery Qing dodged quite thrillingly, and then, please click on the ground, and the figure exploded back seven or eight steps backwards.

"This Yang Hao doesn't seem to be good at using a sword!" Seeing that the situation was one-sided, and the sword light was suppressed by the spear, Fang Po's face changed, and his fingers kept tapping on the table, feeling a little anxious.

"This Nebula Sword was only bought two years ago!" Fang Xueqiao's face turned white, and Nan Nan said a little unnaturally.

The Fang family members were relatively concentrated, even if you said softly, how could this distance be hidden from the Great Elder Fang Po of the Ning Yuan Realm.

"What? I bought it two years ago?" exclaimed, causing an uproar in the audience.

"What! This is too much drag, isn't it?

"Hahaha!

"Hehe, you're sure to lose this time, then I'll laugh at these ten spirit stones!"

In the crowd, a man with a broken head and a broken head was crying with a sad face, and it was clear that he was the man who went to fight with other words first.

Ignoring the noise in the crowd, Fang Po quickly turned his head, his eyes stared at the battle situation that he was tired of resisting, and his heart was horizontal, if there was anything wrong, no matter what, he would save Yang Hao first.

Such a panicked expression fell in Wang Lei's eyes, and a grim sneer quickly crawled across his face.

"Look! the king must have used a killing move!"

Among the walls behind him, there was a loud shout, Wang Lei quickly changed his gaze, staring at Wang Ding's majestic appearance, and the smile on his face became three points thicker.

"Fire Snake Strike!" Finding a gap, a trace of blood flashed in Wang Ding's eyes, and the spear was blessed with sufficient spiritual energy, and a hideous snake head condensed by flames appeared on the spear.

With the extremely rapidly rising flame temperature, the snake's mouth was opened, and the terrifying fangs that were as terrifying as the essence tore the aura, rolling in an instant.

With a thought in his mind, looking at the fierce fire snake that was gradually enlarged in his pupils, Yang Hao's eyes narrowed, after these rounds of confrontation, he had roughly figured out Wang Ding's strength, compared to Han Huolai of the same level, this Wang Ding was more than a step stronger.

However, in terms of this strength, it is still far from enough to see Yang Hao.

Holding the long sword in front of him, in the midst of the thunder dan, the aura rushed out, and the aura of the thunder attribute echoed with the star iron of the nebula sword, and suddenly exploded a dazzling blue outer boulder phantom.

After glancing at it, there was a bit of a magnificent boulder, and he couldn't help but sneer and said disdainfully.

"Temporary cramming, the fire snake breaks!"

The hideous snake head that was transformed by the flame aura slammed into the glittering boulder.

"Boom!" a loud sound erupted from the intersection of gold and iron, and then the sparks splashed violently, and the old stone bricks, because of the pouring of power, even gradually began to crack like a spider's web.

The sneer on Wang Ding's face had not yet dissipated, and a strong anti-shock force quickly counterattacked, his body seemed to have been hit by a mountain peak, his face was full of panic, and the whole flew upside down for a distance of more than ten zhang.

kept retreating, and every step made a deep mark on the ground, before he could stand firm, but the black iron spear body was still vibrating, and the terrifying amplitude directly cracked the palm of the tiger's mouth and even caused the skin to shatter, and red blood flowed out along the body of the gun.

"You bastard!" the green tendons kept moving on the back of the hand that clenched the spear, and the look of anger was self-evident.

"Now it's time for me to make a move!" Yang Hao smiled, turned the blade of the Nebula Sword in his hand, and swung the not wide sword body forward a few times, and the thunder flashed under his feet, and he pounced on Wang Ding not far away.

However, this smile made Wang Ding's spine chill for some reason, and it seemed that something terrible was about to happen.

The body of the Nebula Sword was full of majestic aura, and from a distance, Yang Hao looked like he was holding a flashing lamppost.

"Could it be this...?" Looking at this appearance, the corners of Fang Po's eyes twitched, as if he had thought of something weird, and he stopped talking.

In the incomprehensible gaze of everyone, the sword body smashed against the slender spear with the whistling wind pressure.

"When!" With a tooth-sore sound, the vast power completely fell, Wang Ding's face quickly stiffened, and his body flew out like a baseball.

With a successful blow, it moved like thunder, and a thunder flower burst under his feet, and in his stunned eyes, the sword body that shone like a pillar of light unreservedly hit the spear in Wang Ding's hand like rain.

"Dangdang Dang!" The sound of the sonic boom rose like a symphony, and the arrogant and domineering Wang Ding could only block it with his life, this thing was hit by a single hit, and it would not be much worse than the meteor being hit, but the aftershocks of the light and light were so terrifying that Wang Ding vomited blood from his mouth.

What the hell is this? The people of the entire Xuan Continent have never seen that kind of way of using a sword, holding a sword as a rattan envoy, and everyone looked at the stone platform with a strange look.

"Hahaha! Lao Tzu has two brushes here, I will win this bet" In the audience, in the silence, there was a man with flying eyebrows, rubbing his hands excitedly, obviously this guy was the one who began to press all his net worth on Yang Hao.

The situation on the field suddenly reversed, and under the continuous swing of the sword body, the mortal-level black iron spear seemed to have reached the limit of bearing, and under the smashing of the sword body, there were already many places that shattered and opened, and even the extremely sharp tip of the spear had been bent and curled

Seeing that the broken spear was about to break, he didn't use the sword body, lifted the long sword, and swung it down, a cold light flashed, under Wang Ding's somewhat confused face.

The sound of "card rubbing" sounded, and the black iron spear in his hand, which was worth a lot of spirit stones, was broken into two in response to everyone's dull eyes.