Chapter 523

"No.6 ansu East vs. No.8 Lu Ming, please two monks come on stage and prepare for the competition!"

When hearing these words, an Sudong laughed. He finally waited for this man. He wanted to kill him for a long time!

"Be careful, younger martial brother!"

"Younger martial brother, don't act rashly. If you don't fight against the enemy, step back."

Fan Xi and a Niu are very nervous looking at an Sudong, afraid that an Sudong has something to miss.

Jueyazi patted an Sudong on the shoulder, "do your best, don't leave your hand, use melee to solve him."

"I'm sure you can kill him!"

Binglan only has this sentence. His apprentice, he must believe it.

"I see. Look at it!"

As soon as an Su Dong waved his hand, he flew directly to the challenge arena. His action of stepping on the sword caused the following bursts of cheers!

"It's a pity that fan Xi was saved by you. You should have killed him just now, but you're willing to take out the precious pill. Is he your father or your grandfather? If you still have the pill, give it to me. I can save your life, but my arms and legs will stay."

Lu Ming's face mocked, as if he was talking about a simple thing.

"I'm your grandfather, and you can't use the elixir, because you'll report to hell soon!"

An Su Dong's eyes are full of killing intention. He doesn't want to talk too much to each other. He just wants to kill him directly.

Lu Ming's face turned white and sneered, "Oh, let's see if I kill you first or you kill me first!"

"The game begins!"

Hearing this command, an Sudong's three blood forces were all activated, and he moved to Lu Ming's side in a flash. He took two banishment swords in his hand and stabbed Lu Ming directly. The eight banishment swords in the air divided into eight directions and stabbed Lu Ming at the same time. Just when everyone thought Lu Ming would die, he did something unexpected, the bell, He put it on himself.

"I wipe, is this man really willing to be a tortoise?"

"His broken clock can't stop elder martial brother an's attack. His ten swords are not for fun."

"Elder martial brother an's sword is the most powerful sword I have ever seen. It's numerous and powerful. The key is that it's too hard."

When the people were talking, an Sudong attacked the bell with the relegated immortal sword. He had to say that the bell was really hard enough, and it made a roaring sound. Fan Xi had understood the sound, and he was shocked and confused. An Sudong also felt a little uncomfortable.

But fortunately, an Sudong's mental strength is strong. He retreats to the edge of the field and takes out two handkerchiefs from the storage bag. This is also a magic weapon, a protective magic weapon. He moves a little towards the two handkerchiefs, and the two handkerchiefs stick to his ears. The sound of the clock has less influence on him.

"I don't know how long you can be a tortoise. It must be hard for you."

In an Su Dong's move, ten relegated immortal swords turned into a top array and directly assassinated the bell. When the relegated immortal swords collided with the bell, they made a sharp sound. In a short time, the bell was ground into a small pit.

"Ha ha! His tortoise shell is not good either. You see, it's almost broken. I believe it will become a tortoise without shell in a short time. It can be saved in time. "

"He can't hide in it all the time. He must know the current situation. Won't he think of another way?"

"He certainly can't help it. Will he hide here if he can? At the beginning, he looked down upon elder martial brother an!"

Seeing this situation, a group of friars immediately cheered.

Lu Ming was the most bitter. He never thought that an Sudong's banishment sword would be so powerful. Now hiding in this clock, he was really scared and angry. At that time, the elder of Shennong Holy Land vowed that nothing in the world could damage this clock, and he was not happy at that time. With this clock, he was not afraid to fight all over the world!

"Bang!"

Finally, the clock broke, and Lu Ming flew out. He was ready to surrender. An Sudong was so powerful that he couldn't resist. When he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't speak. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his neck. A sword passed through his neck, and the front end of the sword was still dripping blood. It was his blood.

"Ho ho..."

Lu Ming felt the whirl of heaven and earth. Suddenly, it was dark in front of him, and he could no longer see the scene in front of him.

"Ha ha, elder martial brother an is powerful. He killed another monk in Shennong Holy Land!"

"Do you think they are still rampant? There are only two monks left. I think they will be killed by the two elder martial brothers later. They will be relieved at that time."

The leader of Shennong holy land is not happy. His face is blue and he looks not happy at all.

"I didn't expect that this little guy in Penglai holy land is really powerful. It's amazing that he can kill Lu Ming with his mid jiedan cultivation. With a little cultivation, he must be the strongest descendant in the holy land. Maybe he can really fight with the friars in the early Yuanying period. In this case, it's really a miracle in the cultivation world."

Zhang Daoxian laughed and looked at the leader of Shennong holy land from time to time. The teasing in his eyes was particularly obvious.

Ren Haiqiu waved his hand and said calmly: "ha ha, headmaster Zhang praises him too much. Although an Sudong has some means, he can't reach any level. At most, he is better than the general friars of jiedan period. It's not surprising at all."

The two old foxes flattered each other, which made the leader of Shennong holy land more and more embarrassed. His face became more and more ugly, but he couldn't say anything. He was really miserable.

"Next, No. 10 Meng Jiu vs. No. 4 Wang Kong, please take two players on the stage!"

Meng Jiu came to the stage bravely, and Wang Kong was a little afraid. He was really afraid of Meng Jiu.

Meng Jiu's face was still bloodthirsty. The monks in the holy land of Shengnong who could get there killed many people. Wang Kong also killed several people in the holy land of Kunlun.

"The game begins!"

Meng Jiu is still the same routine. He fights directly with the strongest posture. Wang Kong doesn't take two moves. When he sees Meng Jiu coming to his magic card, he opens his mouth and shouts to surrender. Unfortunately, it's still a step too late. Meng Jiu guards against his move. Before he shouts out, Meng Jiu turns his head off. It's the same move. It's cruel but direct!

"Ha ha! Good job

"The boy still wanted to surrender, but he didn't shout it out. It's a terrible death!"

"Elder martial brother Meng won't let him go. He killed so many Kunlun Holy Land monks. He must kill him. Even if he shouts out, he can't kill him anyway!"

"Yes, that's it. He can't be merciful. He has never been merciful to our friars."

"They have the last monk left in the holy land of Shennong. After killing, they will be complete."

"Ha ha, I think so, too!"

In addition to the monks of Shennong holy land, the monks of Penglai and Kunlun holy land and the monks of other caves are very happy.

"No.10 Meng Jiu vs. No.6 an Sudong, please take two players to the stage!"

After the announcement, the crowd began to boil. It was the most exciting game.