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Luo Mao laughed: "You have a trick up your sleeve, do you only know how to run? What were you doing when we were fighting? Crying under the covers? "

Luo Mao waved his huge hand and attacked again. Bai Xiaochuan swung out the Dragon Locking Whip, tightly binding the gigantic blood-red hand. Bai Xiaochuan pulled with all his might, forcefully diverting the gigantic blood-red hand's trajectory.

Bai Xiaochuan retracted the whip in his heart, "I'm hiding your mother's bed and laughing!" At that time, you, Master Bai, was fighting with the Foundation Establishment stage for wisdom and courage! "

Luo Mao stretched out his other hand as a blood-red light flashed, transforming into a giant blood-red hand. He raised his two huge hands, and with a ferocious expression, slapped them towards Bai Xiaochuan.

The two giant, blood-red hands were exceptionally ferocious and invulnerable to swords and spears. The air was torn apart, and ghostly wails and howls could be heard.

Bai Xiaochuan quickly shifted, constantly dodging Luo Mao's attacks. The giant bloody hand suddenly slammed down, sending dirt and rocks flying everywhere. Even the arena itself began to crack and sink.

The referee stretched out his hand and placed it on the arena, instantly restoring the arena to its original state. Luo Mao's attack was impenetrable, but Bai Xiaochuan's movement was nimble. After fighting for a few rounds, Luo Mao was still unable to injure Bai Xiaochuan.

Luo Mao was extremely arrogant, he curled his lips and ridiculed, "Didn't you act very arrogantly when you were protecting the Yang Family's bastard? Why are you acting like a mouse now? Do you only know how to run? "

The more he fought, the more excited Luo Mao got. His eyes were bloodshot and he gave off a bloodthirsty and violent aura.

The giant blood-red hand, one on the left and one on the right, unleashed its power at the same time, rapidly closing in on Qin Lie. And Bai Xiaochuan was in the middle! He wanted to use his two giant blood-red hands to clamp down on Bai Xiaochuan!

Even for Bai Xiaochuan, it was difficult to completely block the combined attack of these two giant hands of blood-red light.

Everyone exclaimed in unison, "Isn't this Luo Mao too strong!?" The name Blood Iron Hand truly deserved its reputation. Bai Xiaochuan is simply unable to fight back at all. "

All the disciples of the ritual hall cheered excitedly: "Brother Luo!" "Senior Brother Luo!"

On the elder's seat, Luo Yong almost burst out laughing: "Good son! Well done, let's do it like this! and stomp him down under your feet! "" No, no!

Li Tai frowned before continuing, "This Luo Mao is indeed one of the best in the younger generation. It was normal for Bai Xiaochuan to be unable to defeat him. "However, it seems like there is some conflict between these two …"

Zhang Hui and the others were a little nervous as they looked at Bai Xiaochuan on the stage. Wang Yanxin clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms without even realizing it. He looked at Bai Xiaochuan anxiously.

The giant bloody hand rumbled toward them with unstoppable momentum. It created two strong gusts of wind, blowing Bai Xiaochuan's clothes into the air.

Bai Xiaochuan stood there expressionlessly, unmoving. In the instant that the two giant bloody hands closed in on each other. Bai Xiaochuan activated the « Nine Shadows of the Ghost Steps » and disappeared from his original location!

With a "hong long" sound, the two giant hands of blood-red light slammed together, producing a world-shaking sound.

Looking at Bai Xiaochuan, it turned out that he had jumped into the air!

Bai Xiaochuan took the opportunity to throw out the Dragon Locking Whip. The Dragon Locking Whip was like a spirit serpent entangling itself, firmly binding the two gigantic blood-red hands together.

Luo Mao gave a cold snort as he circulated his spiritual power. The giant blood-red hand struggled to break free, wanting to break free from the Dragon Locking Whip's bindings.

Thinking that, the harder he used his strength, the tighter the Dragon Locking Whip tied up. The giant blood-red hand of the whip was about to transform.

Earth-ranked magic treasures were not to be underestimated.

Bai Xiaochuan's left hand gripped the Ruyi Iron Saber, while his right hand gripped the Wind Speaker Sword. His toes pressed on the ground, and he turned into a blur as he charged towards Luo Mao.

Luo Mao could see that he was unable to break free from the giant bloody hand, and Bai Xiaochuan's long sword was already approaching him. He could only give up on the giant bloody hand and release a small blue scale shield from his storage bag. He wanted to block Bai Xiaochuan's sword.

The long sword hacked down, landing on the small shield of blue scales. Bai Xiaochuan's figure also turned into a shadow, disappearing into the air. Luo Mao knew things were not going well and quickly retreated.

With the sound of a fierce wind blowing from the left, Luo Mao took out a pair of short black spears and released them. The two short spears turned into two black pythons. They opened their bloody mouths and bit towards Bai Xiaochuan who was holding the sword!

Luo Mao's fighting experience was extremely rich. He also realized that it was possible that this Bai Xiaochuan on the left was fake. Luo Mao hurriedly used the Blue Scaled Shield to protect his back and turned around, but there was no one behind him.

Luo Feng was overjoyed. It seemed that this Bai Xiaochuan on the left was the real deal! He took out a Tattooed Dragon Halberd, cleaving through the void with his halberd blade and cleaving towards Bai Xiaochuan like a tiger's roar and dragon's roar.

However, the giant python and the halberd both missed. This Bai Xiaochuan's figure also melted into the air. Where was the real Bai Xiaochuan?

Luo Mao looked around nervously, but Bai Xiaochuan was nowhere to be seen. Luo Mao cursed in his heart, "Where did this little bastard go?"

Suddenly, Luo Mao's heart skipped a beat as he shouted, "Not good!"

He looked up at the sky. Bai Xiaochuan fell from the sky!

Luo Mao wanted to defend, but it was already too late. Bai Xiaochuan kept his blade and sword, waiting to be slapped!

Bai Xiaochuan swung his arm and flung off his arm as he ruthlessly slapped Luo Mao's face!

"Pa!" An extremely loud slap was heard.

Luo Mao's face was completely deformed as he spat out a large mouthful of blood, along with seven or eight teeth. He flew out like a puppet, landing a few dozen feet away.

Luo Mao's ears buzzed as he felt dizzy. Struggling to get up, he raised his head and saw a huge fist smashing down, followed by a sky full of fist shadows.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Luo Mao couldn't even fight back! His face was swollen like a pig's head.

Bai Xiaochuan stepped on Luo Mao's face, bent his body, and softly asked, "Do you know a palm technique that falls from the sky in one move?"