Chapter 357： I rely on, this kid grabbed the weapon of the 8-arm magic general ...

Zhao Yuanwu was cut off by Wang Teng and fell to the ground.

But the fierce impact still kept him going backwards.

Huh!

元 Zhao Yuanwu took the initiative to insert the sword into the ring, rubbing a spark, and then took three steps back, finally stopping the trend of backwards.

Huh!

Then spit out another blood.

He looked extremely ugly, looking down at the knife marks on his chest.

This scene is so familiar. It was the same when he cut down Han Zhu before. Wang Teng is treating his body in his own way!

"Hehehe ..." Zhao Yuanwu uttered a low laugh.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

He looked up sharply, looking at Wang Teng opposite, with a red evil spirit in his eyes: "I look down on you!"

Wang Wangteng looked at Zhao Yuanwu, his eyes flashed slightly.

This tone doesn't seem to be said by the loser. Is there any other way for Zhao Yuanwu to turn against the wind?

"What else can you do, you can use it as much as possible, I will convince you to lose." Teng Wang said lightly.

"Oh!" Zhao Yuanwu chuckled: "This method was originally intended to be reserved for Ji Xioming and Ren Qingcang, but now I have to use it for you."

As he talked, the red awns in his eyes became stronger and stronger, his blood fluttered throughout his body, the essence of which was twitching like a snake.

"This is ..." Wang Teng frowned.

At this moment, Zhao Yuanwu looks like he is using a special secret method to stimulate his potential.

This kind of secret method Wang Teng has learned, but basically has extremely serious sequelae, ranging from loss of qi and blood, depletion of the force, and requires a long rest to recover, and in the worst ... It is the road to martial arts that has broken the future.

However, the greater the damage, the greater the benefits, such as the ability to burst out several times in an instant!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The roar of was continuously heard from Zhao Yuanwu's body, and the muscles on his body were expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wound on the front of the chest was squeezed, as if healed and disappeared, and the blood on it was directly evaporated by the terrible high temperature, and it did not exist instantly.

This scene also let everyone see clearly through the big screen, and many people exclaimed.

Especially ordinary people, I have never seen such a situation. Just now Zhao Yuanwu was killed by Wang Teng. He was obviously very weak. Why is it suddenly like chicken blood, even more powerful than before? Extraordinarily incredible.

The commentator's voice suddenly reminded him, very excited: "Zhao Yuanwu has not completely failed, he seems to have used some secret method, the strength is stronger than before, can he turn defeat into victory?"

On the second floor of the auditorium, Emperor Qianyuan of the Qianyuan Emperor Zhao Zhixing's face changed slightly, and he could not help saying: "Yuan Wu is too impulsive! Even if this match is defeated, there is also a resurrection match. It is not necessary to use the" Blood Secret Method " "!"

"This situation can not be resentful of Yuan Wu, who can think that Wang Teng turned out to be a pig and eat a tiger, but has such strong strength but willing to hide, how can Yuan Wu be willing to be defeated by him?" Said the three elders of Qian Yuanzong.

"Young people inevitably compete for strength and victory, Yuan Wu has been too smooth in these years. When he loses, he must be unstable." Another old man said that this man was the second elder of the Qianyuan Sect.

"There are too many genius warriors in major schools, not to mention Ji Xioming and Ren Qingcang, Wang Teng alone is very amazing. Now in this society, the school system is the right path, and our school is still out of date." Sighed.

The two elders and the three elders looked at each other silently.

On the stage.

Boom!

A terrible momentum erupted from Zhao Yuanwu.

给 "Here! Me! Dead! Come!"

元 Zhao Yuanwu erupted completely, anger rushed to the crown, struck against Wang Teng, striding heavily on the ring, the ground seemed to be shaking.

Suddenly, he came to Wang Teng and slashed down.

Huh!

The flame permeated the trowel, and the air was burned and distorted, showing its high temperature.

King Wang Teng's eyes flickered a little, and he lifted his knife to block, but Zhao Yuanwu was reluctant to spare. He slashed one after another, forcing Wang Teng to retreat.

Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Two swords collided, and Mars was splashing.

King Wang Teng clearly saw that the sword in his hand was being cut out, and even cracks appeared, and it was about to be scrapped.

"Such a fierce slash, such a neat counterattack, Zhao Yuanwu's long sword is in hand, we can only see the afterimage, Wang Teng seems to be in a weak position, must he really be about to reverse the defeat?" Commentator Zhang Jun's commentary Sound at the right time.

"Wang Teng's situation seems a little bad!" Said another commentator Su Xiao.

The voice just fell.

There was a sudden crisp sound on the big screen.

Click!

The next moment, everyone saw that the sword in Wang Teng's hands was actually chopped off by Zhao Yuanwu, fragmented into pieces, and scattered all over the floor.

"Now see how you can stop it!" Zhao Yuanwu flashed a faint color in his eyes, slashing at Wang Teng with a wide open.

Many viewers closed their eyes when they saw it.

Zhan Linchuhan turned pale and never thought that it would be a win-win situation, and such an accident happened again.

On the second floor of the audience hall, Peng Yuanshan opened his eyes slightly and stared at the scene on the platform.

Everyone held their breath, sweating for Wang Teng.

Huh!

At this moment, a dull sound came from the platform.

This sound is like chopping on an extremely thick iron plate!

But ... this is not right!

元 Zhao Yuanwu froze. Looking at the eyes, Wang Teng's hands turned out to be an extremely dark giant weapon.

Everyone reacted and looked towards the platform.

Then my eyes fell on that weapon ~ www.novelhall.com ~ What is this? "

Everyone looked at this strange weapon like Zhao Yuanwu.

Like a sword and a sword, huge!

How come there is such a strange weapon.

It's whispering!

"This is ... black magic gold !!!"

Many gangster-level figures present at the moment saw the doorway of this weapon.

Turned out to be a magic soldier cast by black magic gold! !!

And still such a big piece!

Many of the big guys who were present at the scene couldn't help swallowing and spitting their eyes.

Come on!

I'm so violent!

Such a large piece of magic black gold is enough to forge several conventional weapons, but now only forging a strange weapon in Wang Teng's hands, it is a waste.

"How do I think this weapon is a little ... familiar?" Ye Jixing, the main star of the Xingwu Pavilion, whispered to himself on the second floor of the auditorium.

"You forgot the war a year ago. The eight-armed magician Zulzi's weapon looks like this." Lei Zhenting, the owner of the Thunder Wuguan Pavilion, said subconsciously.

After saying that, he reacted to himself, widening his eyes and staring at Ye Jixing.

"Fuck, this kid grabbed the weapon of the eight-armed magic general ?!"

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