Bang...... Bang......

The earth was trembling, and the whole arena shook violently, and this tremor reached the stands, and even beyond, and the distant mountains were filled with a dull rumbling and dreary sound of boulders rolling down, birds and beasts, fleeing in terror!

Everyone was shocked, and they all got up and looked in horror towards the competition venue!

The elders of the board of supervisors who were already outside the stage were in a hurry, playing the Taoist talisman seal, inspiring the ban on the Pixiu stone statue on the competition platform, Pixiu roared, and tens of millions of Fu Seal Xuanguang burst out!

At this moment, the Pixiu stone statue came to life, kept stepping on the ground, and an invisible force turned into ripples and vibrated and swept the entire competition venue!

Suddenly, the sword qi field that enveloped the martial arts arena exploded, and the crazy sword qi shot out in all directions!

Knort, Knort......

The sword qi hit the big array suppressed by the four-headed Pixiu, and there were countless sounds of Xuanjin fighting, and there seemed to be bursts of roars!

It was a hundred-zhang sword qi phantom rising into the sky! It was extremely fierce and fierce!

A golden dragon, entangled in the shadow of a hundred zhang sword, biting down fiercely in the blood basin! The sword body trembled violently, emitting a mournful sword groan, and the angry dragon roared and shocked the sky!

The sword soared into the sky, the golden dragon circled, the sword aura shocked the world, and a dragon shattered the world!

This scene is like a battle between an ancient true dragon and a sword immortal, the momentum is huge, like two majestic mountains pressing on my heart, and a wave of oppression rises leisurely!

Those disciples whose cultivation was slightly weaker were breathless under this powerful oppression, and blood overflowed from their mouths and noses!

Shi Zhongtian, Lin Lin got up at the same time, his eyes flashing. Looking at the power of the dragon's shattered sword body, it seems that Lin Mo has won!

It's not just them who think the same way, but the elders in the sect also think the same way!

Shi Daoming's originally gloomy heart was instantly overjoyed, and he swept towards the venue intently!

Although they were shocked in their hearts, they did not use their divine sense to rashly sweep away, otherwise they would disrupt the minds of the people in the competition at a critical time, and the gains outweighed the losses!

Ruolin was still sitting on the peach wood stool, but her face was full of worry, her hands were clenched, and her willow eyebrows were completely together, how could there be a trace of goddess demeanor at this moment!

"God willing! Morin must not have an accident! There must be no accident!"

A pair of star-like eyes stared at the countless sword qi and dragon qi. A vast and foggy venue. I prayed in my heart.

At this time, the elders of the supervisors had already entered the venue.

He frowned slightly, feeling two faint breaths, but he didn't dare to look at it with his divine sense, if the two of them were seriously injured. Checking it yourself will only alarm them. Wound on injury. He could only wait helplessly for the smoke to clear.

The light in his hand flashed, and the gold-carved Dan bottle appeared in his hand, and he opened it. Suddenly, a bright red light flashed out of it, and a rich medicinal fragrance diffused from it, which immediately refreshed it.

The elder of the board of supervisors frowned slightly, and sighed: "The last blood spirit returns to the Yuan Pill, forget it, this kid Han Yun is cheap today." ”

The two of them have not moved for a long time, and naturally they have already separated the winner and loser, and this supervisor elder obviously has a good relationship with Han Yun, and he feels his breath and gropes away.

Pixiu roared, the brilliance of the talisman burst out, and a strong wind swept in! In an instant, the mist was blown away!

Two figures!

One person had fainted to the ground, and the ground around him was full of blood, covered in sword wounds, and even the white bones could be seen in it, especially the two blood holes on the thigh and abdomen, and the blood gushed out like a spring.

The elder supervisor's face changed drastically, the blood light in his palm was great, and a crystal clear pill with blood light appeared in his palm, and he hurriedly stepped forward to feed the Blood Spirit Returning Pill to Han Yun.

It was Han Yun, everyone looked in the direction of Lin Mo, at this time the wine jug he was holding was broken, his left hand was covering the wound of blood gushing out of his abdomen, and his right hand was holding the sword behind his back, and he was slamming it into the ground, supporting his body.

"Damn it!"

Shi Daoming shouted, and as soon as his figure moved, he was about to step forward to check.

There is a beautiful shadow, which is one point faster than Shi Daoming! She is extremely worried!

Reserved and scruples, the moment she saw Mo Lin's serious injury, she completely ignored it!

Ignoring the attention of tens of thousands of people in the field, she hurried to Morin's side.

"You...... You ......"

Looking at the blood gushing out of Mo Lin's abdomen, Ruolin didn't know what to do for a while, so she turned around and shouted at the monitoring elder: "Quick! Quickly bring the Blood Spirit Returning Yuan Pill!"

The goddess shouted, heroic!

"Do you think the Blood Spirit Guiyuan Pill is a sugar pill! The old man only has this one!" The old man frowned slightly, helped up the fainting Han Yun, put his palm on his abdomen, and a large amount of spiritual energy poured into Han Yun's body, helping him digest the medicinal power!

The old man was very unhappy, he was monitoring the elder, the Yuanying monk, how could you be a Jindan disciple who could shout and scream!

Ruo Lin's heart suddenly became angry! Why did Han Yun have his own Mo Lin but not!

She stepped forward to ask for an explanation, but Qianqianyu's hands were grabbed by a pair of thick and blood-stained palms.

"Forget it, there's no need. ”

Mo Lin let go of the left hand that was holding the wound to grab Ruolin, and suddenly a large amount of blood gushed out of the wound, Ruolin exclaimed, and the aura of both hands suddenly came together, breaking away from Mo Lin's left hand that held her, and with a trace of anger in both hands, the thick aura pressed on Mo Lin's abdominal wound.

Ruolin frantically extracted a qiē aura from her body, and kept pouring into Mo Lin's wound, but for a moment, it stopped the blood.

At this time, Shi Daoming had arrived, his face was slightly angry, he heard Ruolin's shout and naturally understood the meaning of this, regardless of whether his disciples were alive or dead?!

"Damn it!"

Shi Daoming also knew that it was not the time to be angry at this time, so he took out a Blood Spirit Returning Pill and asked Mo Lin to take it.

This Blood Spirit Guiyuan Pill is worth 500,000 high-grade spirit stones, which is extremely precious! But at this time, he can't help but do this, otherwise he will not gain more than he gains if he chills the heart of this desperate San Lang in front of him!

"Thank you, Great Elder!"

Mo Lin took the pill and thanked him.

"What are these words, thank you! You are the pride of Shishan!"

At this time, the elder of the supervisors, who had stabilized Han Yun's injury, shouted unhappily: "Today's battle!

Looking at the two people who were covered in injuries and extremely miserable, this shout of victory did not shout out!

Just kidding, if you shout and applaud at this time, you will definitely be beaten to death by the disciples of Sword Mountain and Shishan First Line!

"The disciple is fortunate not to be dishonored. With Ruolin's support, Mo Lin held Shi Daoming's hand with a stern expression.

"You are proud! You are the pride of Shishan!"

Although Shi Daoming's heart was dripping blood when he returned to the Yuan Dan with the Blood Spirit, he laughed wildly in his heart when he heard the word victory in the first vein of Shishan!

"Win! Win! I'm finally win!" he roared in his heart!

What does it mean that Lin Mo won? It shows that the champion of this place is none other than the Shishan lineage! In the final showdown against Shi Zhongtian, Lin Mo and Lin Mo were seriously injured, and when he went up to do a show, he seriously walked a few battles, and he was in control! "The day of the crown's coronation is the time when my Shishan lineage rises!"

"It's worth it! This qiē is worth it!" "I give you a sword and a famous painting, this qiē is worth it! No, this investment will pay off immediately!

Shi Zhongtian and Lin Lin naturally came to this competition platform to check his injuries.

At this time, Shi Zhongtian's heart was also happy! On his face, he said solemnly: "You are worthy of being my good junior brother, you are the pride of my Shishan lineage!"

Mo Lin was helpless, this grandfather and grandson said the same thing, proud? If you knew that I came for your heart, would you still feel proud? Mo Lin sneered in his heart.

Lin Lin inadvertently glanced at the corners of Shi Daoming's slightly upturned mouth, and his heart was filled with murderous intent: "Are you happy? Shi Daoming, this qiē has just begun!" (To be continued......)