Chapter 1137

"It was fairly smooth. There was no trouble. These spectators were afraid of the dignity of our organization and did not dare to make trouble, while those contestants were only trying their best to knock down their opponents without thinking about anything else."

Wanjian laozuhui reports.

"This should have been the case."

Dongfang Zhi smiled. It was obvious that she had expected the current situation.

"Yes, it saves us a lot of things. Otherwise, once it gets chaotic, so many strong practitioners, it's really hard to clean up the scene."

Wan Jian replied.

The four of Qin Yi did not pay attention to the conversation between dongfangzhi and wanjian, but focused on the competition in the martial arts field.

It's about competition. In fact, it's not much different from life and death duel. Moreover, every contestant has signed the deed of life and death before participating in the competition.

This is a death hero meeting!

At the moment, the two people in the central competition of the martial arts field are a young man in yellow and a middle-aged man in black. The weapon of the young man in yellow is a purple sword, while the weapon of the middle-aged man in black is a bronze bone spear.

Both of them were full of violence, and their eyes were filled with cruelty and madness.

As long as you can knock down the other party, you can wantonly plunder their cultivation resources. It's strange that such a competition is not crazy.

Obviously, the competition between the two people has been going on for a while. There are many wounds on each other's bodies. In particular, the young man in yellow robe has a large blood hole in his chest. He is constantly pouring blood out. He looks very tragic.

"Ha ha, boy, you have won five games in a row and have plundered a lot of imperial liquid? I'm sorry to tell you that the last owner of these imperial liquids will be me! "

In the wild laughter, I saw the black robed middle-aged man holding a bronze spear. He stabbed the Yellow robed young man like a flowing arrow. The speed was fast to the limit. In the blink of an eye, he stabbed the Yellow robed young man in front of his chest.

"Hiss!"

The slight sound of a sharp weapon piercing muscle tissue.

The bronze spear of the black robed middle-aged man suddenly passed through the chest of the Yellow robed youth.

Huh?

Such a scene made Qin Yi and others who watched the war on the sidelines feel a little stunned, and their faces showed an incredible color.

"The spear of the middle-aged man in black robe is fast, but the young man in yellow robe can't avoid it, but he doesn't avoid it. He wants the middle-aged man in black robe to stab him. Why..."

Qin Yi frowned.

However, before his voice fell, he saw that the young man in black suddenly grabbed the bronze spear in front of his chest, and his body slid forward at a high speed, allowing the bronze spear to completely penetrate his body. In an instant, he came to the eyes of the middle-aged man in black.

Shua!

He raised the purple sword with one hand and tried to cut it. The purple sword cut the head of the black robed middle-aged man and rolled to the ground.

This is

Qin Yi was stunned. For a moment, he was stunned and couldn't stop breathing. It's hard to attach.

I hate it!

The young man in yellow robe didn't avoid the spear of the middle-aged man in black robe. The original real purpose was to use the bronze spear of the middle-aged man in black robe to pierce himself and knock the other party down with one blow!

It is really rare to see such a cruel means of killing the enemy.

Other practitioners on the sidelines looked as usual. It was obvious that they were used to such a fierce battle.

"See? The cultivators here are so desperate. In order to kill each other and obtain more cultivation resources, they absolutely use all means. "

Dongfang Zhi's eyes, on Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang and others, swept slowly, and the beautiful face was also calm.

"It's really desperate."

Qin Yi returned and sighed.

"In this game, Lou Yuhang lost and Gongxi Lijian won!"

As the master of Xuanwu branch, Wan Jian announced the results.

Gongxili sword in the center of the martial arts field, although his face was pale without a trace of blood, but showed a pleasant faint smile: "Lou Yuhang, you also want to plunder the emperor liquid on me, naive!"

He immediately stepped down and took off Lou Yuhang's ring. Then he took a drop of blood from Lou Yuhang's headless body, dropped it on the ring, and put his hand into the space of the ring.

"Nine drops of emperor's liquid is also good."

Gongxili sword took out 9 drops of imperial liquid from Lou Yuhang's ring, impolitely put it into his ring, then took out a full eight nine turn soul reviving pills, swallowed them, and then meditated on the spot to heal the wound.

After a while, there was a trace of blood on his pale face, and the two gun holes in his chest were obviously healed.

It's the effect of eight nine turn soul reviving pills. It's not covered.

"Keep fighting!"

Gongxili sword slowly stood up from the ground and proudly stood in the center of the martial arts field. His eyes were so cold that his soul couldn't help asking for combat power.

The purple sword he held tightly in his hand. When the purple awn surged, an unusually sharp sword breath came out, wantonly scraping people's cheeks.

"Who else wants to challenge me, just let me in?"

Gongxili sword Xu Yang starts the purple sword in his hand. He has black hair, no wind, and his face is murderous.

The whole field fell into a short silence. All the people were stunned and looked at each other.

However, the silence was soon broken.

"I'll fight you!"

Along with a charming drink, I saw a light blue slim figure coming out from the side. In the blink of an eye, I entered the center of the martial arts field and stood 30 feet away from gongxili sword.

Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang and other people present at the scene fixed their eyes and saw that the challenger was a young woman in a light blue robe.

The young woman stood there with a green sword in her hand. It was just like a scenery, which was pleasing to the eyes.

But Qin Yi's graceful and moving body gives people a sharp feeling, just like the blue sword in her hand.

"In accordance with the regulations of the martial arts association, report your name."

Gongxili sword, holding a bronze spear, pointed to the young woman in front of him. In his eyes, he slowly burned up a towering sense of war.

"Park Yiyun."

The young woman reported her name.

The next moment, her delicate soles of her feet were on the ground and stomped hard. The whole person held a straight line with the bise war sword and went to the gongxili sword in front.

With the stabbing of her sword, a piece of green sword was flourishing, as bright as a green sun.