Three hundred and forty-one, the Supreme Martial Arts Association (eighty-two)

Ten miles of valleys, looking at the sky. Yuan Soul Tian felt a black shadow flash in front of him, followed by a sky full of golden blood flying.

On the stands, An Ming nodded with satisfaction, and said in his heart: Won!

I, have I been tricked? Tian Yi hesitated for a moment, and then there was a sharp heart-rending pain in his left arm. When I looked closely, it turned out that the biceps muscle of his left arm had been torn off a large part of the muscle.

If it was really an instant change on the battlefield, who would have expected that the situation would suddenly turn one-sided. The audience was shocked for a moment, and then the demon clan camp began a powerful and brutal shout:

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" .......

On the Battle God Domain, Yuan Soul Tianyi was sweating profusely in pain. The young man stood firmly behind him, and said indifferently with his eyes: "Because I am not slaughtering animals, I will not solve you all at once." But you only have one last chance left, come on, let me see your full strength. ”

"You bastard. Yuan Soul Tian turned around and wanted to go up.

Yunlong Zhimu suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and said with a loud voice: "Don't move——————!" The fighting spirit instantly swept through the whole audience with a drink, sweeping across the entire valley, shocking the nine ghosts and seven souls, roaring the heavens and the earth, and finally stopping the movements of the Yuan Soul Tianyi.

Looking at the cloud dragon curtain again, he was covered in blood, and his eyes were full of blood red. His eyes were as angry as the raging fire in his heart, and under the torn clothes, the red dragon seal on his back was particularly eye-catching. The fighting spirit is surging, and the clothes and hairtips are swinging wildly, and they are really as powerful and boundless as the red dragon possessed.

Yun Long Zhimu pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and gave Tianyi a slap or two with his bloody right hand. His eyes were full of contempt, and he said in a mocking and disdainful tone: "I said you only have one last chance." Don't give me all my strength yet. ”

"You ....... Yuan Soul Tianyi, who had suffered such a great humiliation, was so angry that the roots of his teeth trembled, and for a while he forced out twelve points of strength to make an all-out move, and shouted: "In the end, the mystery ......." ”

"Red Dragon,—————————— Iron Battle!"

Boom——————————! Cloud Dragon's childish curtain was full of frenzy, and the last to come first, the momentum of the splash completely suppressed the opponent's final meaning, and hit the opponent's chest with his elbow in one fell swoop.

Boom, a round of blood mist and air pressure exploded, and the sand and gravel flew wildly. The force swam away, and the earth burst nine feet. All the beasts were shocked. Yuan Soul Heaven was sent out by this supreme force in an instant. If you can't fall to the ground, you can't fight again.

Win?

Hoofland's eyes turned red, and then she shouted with Bubu, "We have won!"

"Wow, ah, ah! Cloud Dragon Childish Curtain! Cloud Dragon Childish Curtain!" The demons in the audience became excited together, shouting one after another. It was not embarrassing for many gods on the other side.

Yun Long Zhimu smiled faintly. Slowly raised his right hand, which was covered with scars and blood stains, and drew a picture of a flying dragon in the air. Then he pointed to the sky and shouted out his victory sentence in a deep voice:

"Yunlong ,———————— undefeated!"

Boom! The incomparably surging fighting spirit flew again. Across the valley. Then, Yun Long Zhimu finally closed his eyes weakly and fell down.

...... Half an hour later.

The Supreme Martial Arts Association finally came with the news: after the official all-out rescue, the four players who were injured in this competition have all been out of danger. Among them, Yun Long Zhimu, who was the most seriously injured by unknown reasons, was the most unstable, and it took several blood transfusions and electric shocks to save signs of life. The hospital decided that he could no longer fight, but the Supreme Martial Arts Association officials still ruled that it was up to Nakamu to decide whether to continue the game.

At the request of the demon clan, the young curtain who had just escaped the danger of his life was brought back to the demon lair and taken care of by the demon clan itself.

"Heh, what a hero!" returned to the Baochengyuan Hotel, Kun Lu said lazily lying on the sofa.

An Shu on the side asked anxiously, "Uncle Chi, is Uncle Zhimu really okay?"

The Equatorial Fire Fairy patted An Xu's shoulder and said with relief: "An Xu, you have asked five times. It's really out of danger, a man as strong as him will definitely be able to get through this. ”

Ahn Su sighed and said no more.

Zi You stretched out his head and said, "It's a pity that I can't contact the 'Heaven and Earth Elder' Old Ancestor at the moment, otherwise he will definitely be able to heal your childish uncle easily." ”

An Shu was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Heaven and earth are always the great enemies of our clan, so Uncle Zhimu will not ask him to heal." ”

"Uh................... "Equatorial Fire?Fairy, Ziyou, Kun Lu and Zhao Hu were speechless at the same time: they actually directly said that the most admired heaven and earth old-timers of our clan are your mortal enemies, it seems that the road of communication between the gods and demons is really a long way to go.

At this moment, the "sub-brain" in Ziyou's hand suddenly made a dripping sound. Ziyou opened it and looked at it, and then said, "The official has passed the schedule of the third round. In order to allow the players to have enough time to rest and adjust, they will be suspended for one day tomorrow, and the schedule for the day after tomorrow will be: in the morning, the East Division will be played by the 'Thunderstorm Group' of Group A against the 'Snow Mountain Honor Group', and the West Region will be led by Brother An Shu of Group B against the 'Rose Group'. In the afternoon, the East Zone was the 'Red Favorite Group' against the 'Gun Fighting Group' of Group C. In the West Zone, it's our 'Foursome' vs. Dragon's Claw. ...... As the game heats up, the pace of the game is getting faster and faster. ”

Zhao Hu scratched his head and thought for a while, and said, "Master, what you are going to fight against is the 'Dragon Claw Group'. At present, the captain of the Dragon Claw Group, Yun Long Zhimu, has not recovered from his serious injury, so wouldn't it be easy to win?"

An Su wrinkled his eyebrows and said angrily: "Don't underestimate the good men of my clan! As long as it takes a day, Uncle Zhimu will definitely be able to recover to life, and if you take it lightly, you will definitely look good." ”

What a little girl who can say whatever she wants.

Kun Lu, who had always ignored An Shu, suddenly smiled and said to An Shu: "Little ghost, when we meet your childish uncle, who are you cheering for?"

"This ....... An Su was stunned for a moment, then nodded as if he had made up his mind, clenched his fists and said: "I won't help anyone, you will rely on your true skills to divide the superior, whoever wins is the hero." ”

Kun Lu smiled calmly and continued, "What about when we match your brother?"

"It's still the same. An Su said firmly: "No matter what the result is, as long as it is a fair game, even if my brother loses, I will agree with your strength." ”

"Huh. Kun Lu smiled faintly, covered his cheeks with his hands, and said in a low voice: "Good boy." ”

...... On the other side, in the Supreme Martial Arts Society's general command room, only Lion Afat and his personal secretary were left in the huge command room.

Lion Afat sat on his special large leather chair with a serious expression, although his face was full of unhappiness, but it was much better than the last time An Ming's victory.

The female secretary named Ah Mei said with some uneasiness: "Chief, about this competition, ....... ”

Afat raised his hand to signal her to say no more, and then whispered, "It's okay, I still have a remedy." ”

Suddenly, Lion Afat's eyelids jumped, and he turned his head to look at the wall beside him. On the wall, a ripple like a ripple of water slowly began to emerge. (To be continued......)