The second round, after the fifth, is immediately the sixth.

The Half-Immortal Ancestor who presided over the ring had already stepped onto the stage at this time, announced the results of each ring in the fifth round, and then said: "The players in the sixth game below follow the prompts on the light curtain to go on stage!"

This round is finally Zhou Fuyao's turn to take the stage, and it is still the twelfth ring, but the opponent doesn't know who it is.

"Fourth brother, come on, no matter who it is, him hard for me. The winner lightly punched Zhou Fuyao, who had already stood up, in the chest and said.

"The opponent is getting stronger and stronger, be careful!" Ying Cheng reminded Zhou Fuyao.

"Just do it with all your might!" Ying Yu is still quite optimistic about Zhou Fuyao's strength, as long as it is brought into play, it is definitely not something that ordinary Jiedan monks can deal with. Zhou Fuyao's strange power already belongs to the level of demons.

"Hmm!" Zhou Fuyao stood up, stretched his body, and then walked towards the ring.

On the other side of the audience, Ying Zichen's face showed a smile of excitement, and he looked excitedly at Zhou Fuyao walking towards the ring like a poisonous snake staring at his prey.

Ying Qingwu glanced at Zhou Fuyao with pitiful eyes, this kid was unlucky, but he met Ying Zichen who was still full of anger. I just hope that Ying Zichen won't be hot-headed! After all, the other party is not a person from Zhou Palace, and he is the nephew of Ying Dou and Ying Hai, who have been in the limelight the most recently.

"Zichen, that Zhou Fuyao was the nephew of Ying Dou and Ying Hai, don't kill him!" Ying Qingwu reminded. Although it doesn't matter if there is life or death in the ring, it is compared to those sects that are already mortal enemies. In the competition between the top factions like them, everyone was clearly warned to refrain from doing so. Of course, the two fought with all their might. As a result, he could not stop and caused death. Those half-immortal ancestors can also see it, and they won't blame it. He knows. If Ying Zichen kills Zhou Fuyao, then he will have a feud with Yun Miao Yuan of Qianyun Mansion, and people will not say anything on the surface, but this revenge must be indispensable. And that crazy man is the most protective of his relatives, and he is also the most unreasonable kind of person, and the devil knows what he will do. Especially Ying Hai is now an unrivaled alchemy master, and offending him is even more terrible than offending Ying Dou.

"Don't worry, I know how to measure, but I can't help but teach him a good lesson!" Ying Zichen nodded disapprerovingly.

"Then just clean up. Don't overdo it!" Ying Qingwu saw Ying Zichen's expression, and sighed secretly in his heart, and then immediately said an instruct.

Ying Zichen slowly stood up and looked at Ying Fat Man with extremely provocative eyes. The monk's five senses are not weak, especially such a direct provocation, which shines like a lamp in the dark, and it is too easy to attract a monk.

Sure enough, Ying Xiang immediately felt Ying Zichen's provocative gaze and turned his head to look over. I saw that Ying Zichen first grinned at him like a demonstration, and then a cruel smile appeared on his face.

The winner suddenly understood in his heart, and stood up with a 'whoosh'. Stared at Ying Zichen with a warning look. This look is clear: If you dare to move Zhou Fuyao, I will make your death ugly!

Ying Zichen squinted his eyes and glanced at Ying Xiang coldly. Slowly walk towards the ring.

"What's wrong, fat man?" Ying Fengshan saw the fat man suddenly stand up. Asked curiously.

And Ying Cheng and Ying Yu had already seen Ying Zichen walking towards the ring, and their brows were twisted into a small pimple. Both of them knew that Zhou Fuyao was in trouble. Ying Zichen, he is the top seedling in the Spirit Hall of the Witch Palace. Ranked 94th in the Talent List. If it is said that those who have entered the top ten of the talent list are the big perverts among the demons, then those who have entered the top 100 of the talent list are the little perverts among the demons, which is not easy to deal with!

"Fatty, don't worry, I believe in Zhou Fuyao, Zhou Fuyao is not so easy to deal with!" Ying Yu said comfortingly, but his tone was also full of worry.

"If Ying Zichen dares to do something out of the ordinary, I will definitely not let him go!" said Ying Zichen coldly, and then sat down slowly.

"We have all seen the strength of the fourth brother, especially his state of madness, which is definitely not comparable to ordinary demons, so put your mind at ease!" Ying Cheng gave the two of them a look that you understand, and gave the two of them a reassurance. That day, in the boundless sea, the image of Zhou Fuyao, who was like the master of heaven and earth, appeared in front of the two of them.

Ying Yu and Ying Xiang both nodded, and their hearts were lifted a little more.

"Ying Zichen!" Zhou Fuyao squinted slightly, frowned, and watched as Ying Zichen handed the waist card to the Battle Hall monk for inspection. He didn't expect to run into this guy, but although this Ying Zichen is powerful, he is not so easy to deal with.

"I didn't expect it! Zhou Fuyao!" Ying Zichen entered the ring, and after standing still, he looked at Zhou Fuyao coldly and said with a sneer.

Zhou Fuyao's face suddenly showed a disdainful smile, and the coiling dragon stick appeared in his hand, first brushed the beautiful stick flowers in his hand, and then pointed at Ying Zichen with the coiling dragon stick and said: "If you want to fight, just fight, don't talk so much nonsense! You seem to be some kind of Xuanyin spirit body, right? A big man, it's not a masculine body, but a Xuanyin body, is that thing under you still useful? I'm ashamed of you!"

Ying Zichen's face suddenly fell, and a trace of hatred flashed on his face, he usually collects tens of millions of favors in one, and everyone is very envious of his Xuanyin spirit body, but today he was said to be so unbearable by Zhou Fuyao.

"Ignorant child, I'll let you see the power of the Xuanyin body later! I'm afraid that you will only take advantage of your tongue, wait until you start to move, see if you can hold up a few tricks of mine, don't cry and beg for mercy!" Ying Zichen suddenly smiled. Why did he bother to take advantage of his tongue with Zhou Fuyao here? When he saw the real chapter under his hands, he would definitely fight Zhou Fuyao so that he didn't even know his father and mother this week.

Zhou Fuyao snorted lightly in his nostrils, and began to urge the true yuan, the golden true yuan rolled and flowed in the veins like a turbulent wave, and the faint sound of surging waves came out. The immovable bell in the dantian is ready to defend itself at any time. After the immovable bell was promoted to a spiritual weapon, it was already able to communicate with Zhou Fuyao independently, although the instrument spirit of the immovable bell was only equivalent to the ignorance of a baby who had just been born, but it was already able to urge the immovable bell independently, and there was no need for Zhou Fuyao to deliberately distract himself to control it, which was the biggest difference between the spiritual weapon and the ordinary magic weapon. A powerful momentum rose from Zhou Fuyao's body, and this momentum continued to rise, and the air around Zhou Fuyao's body had begun to convection violently, and the formed air flow blew Zhou Fuyao's robes into a hunting sound.

Over there, Ying Zichen held a scimitar about two feet long in his hand. These are two willow leaf scimitars, the blade is as thin as a willow leaf, there is no carving on the knife body, a piece of bright and shining, and above the blade is a layer of cold light flowing, the end is extremely sharp. This Ying Zichen doesn't look like he's strong, but he's a melee master with two swords, and his sword skills are exquisite and sharp. In yesterday's game, his opponent was not weak, ranking more than 500 on the talent list, but he only supported his quick knife attack for one round, and he fell gloriously in the ring.

A gong and drum sounded, and the battle hall monks in the ring instantly withdrew the formation that separated the two.

Zhou Fuyao and Ying Zichen took steps almost at the same time, and the two rushed straight towards each other without any fancy. Every time they took a step, the momentum on the two of them condensed even more. When the two touched, this momentum just reached its peak.

I only heard Zhou Fuyao let out a loud cry in his throat, and he swung Zhenyuan and smashed it towards Ying Zichen fiercely, like a wild dragon going to sea, fierce and unstoppable. However, Ying Zichen was not affected by Zhou Fuyao's momentum, like a fish walking against the current, he jumped up with the momentum, raised his double knives high above his head, poured a large amount of true yuan into his arms, and turned his double knives into two lightning bolts, cutting down from top to bottom like Mount Tai pressing the top.

The first meeting between the two was a pure clash of strength and power. The knife intent in Ying Zichen's double knives directly slashed Zhou Fuyao's momentum, and then the double knives slashed directly on the coiling dragon stick, and the coiling dragon stick and the two lancets struck each other, making a loud 'dang'. Zhou Fuyao was shocked by the reaction force of the intersection of this weapon, and his body shook in place a few times, and his momentum weakened.

A huge force also passed down the double knife into Ying Zichen's arm, and Ying Zichen was slightly startled.

"This kid's brute strength is amazing!"

Ying Zichen secretly praised in his heart, the strength on the dragon stick this week is that he has to weigh it when he encounters it, but the strength in the ring is not comparable, as well as skill and wisdom. Ying Zichen had many ways to resolve Zhou Fuyao's great strength, and he chose the most brutal one and used his strength to fight. Because he saw that Zhou Fuyao's momentum had declined, he naturally would not let go of such an opportunity. Ying Zichen's body did not retreat but advanced, and his hands began to spin wildly like a spinning top along the huge force coming from the double blades, and the sword light swayed to the circumference from all directions.

"This winner Zichen really still has two brushes! I can only win steadily. ”

Zhou Fuyao did not retreat, and directly put on a desperate attacking posture, and the coiling dragon stick danced a stick shadow, killing towards Ying Zichen.

In the eyes of everyone in the audience, they only saw Ying Zichen's figure turn into a black shadow, and the two knives in his hands danced a snow-white knife light that kept rotating around Zhou Fuyao. And Zhou Fuyao's feet moved in a small area, although the speed of the coiling dragon stick in his hand was not fast, but the stick was fierce and abnormal, the stick was a life-for-life posture, as long as Ying Zichen's lancet was cut down, then Zhou Fuyao's coiling dragon stick would also be directly smashed on his body, and the two would definitely lose both. And Ying Zichen didn't dare to take Zhou Fuyao's coiling dragon stick, so he had to move his body, but the lancet in his hand was faster than the other, hoping to force Zhou Fuyao to reveal his flaws.

(It's almost a month and a half, ask for all kinds: monthly passes, recommended tickets, collections, diffusion, etc.!Thank you) (To be continued......)