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If this knife were to stab down, then the beautiful woman's body would definitely be pierced through with a bloody hole, but Li Xiao did indeed want to stab down.

Seeing that Li Xiao wanted to destroy the flower ruthlessly, Ji Tiandao's eyes went completely bloodshot. It was a pity that it was impossible to save a fire from distant water, even if he wanted to save a person, it would be too late.

Ji Tiandao's gaping hole was ripped open, and he shouted: "Stop!"

Li Xiao was neither Ji Tiandao's son nor his grandson, so naturally he would not listen to him.

His blade moved forward, but the beautiful woman in shadow did not die.

A fierce wind blew and thunder roared in a clear sky.

After a shocking flash of lightning came the rumbling of thunder.

As the sky darkened, a person suddenly appeared behind Li Xiao. He was a young man wearing luxurious clothing, black but gorgeous clothes. He was like a Fiendgod of the Ninth Heaven, suddenly descending upon this world through spacetime. "He had a handsome face with sharp corners, a sharp chin, and a strong sense of space. His lips curled up slightly in a slight sneer, and his cold eyes seemed to be filled with contempt for all living things.

Everything in the world was just like a stray dog!

The black whirlwind was overwhelming. The black clothed man cut through space and time with one hand, then extended his claw towards Li Xiao's back.

Li Xiao felt an immense pressure and pressure, the blade force stopped and he switched hands. Like a miracle, he stabbed the blade towards the black clothed man behind him.

Her Flowerflower Sect was outstanding indeed. Under this kind of attack, she was actually able to easily stop the long blade. Ying Bilian was also startled, only then did she know that Li Xiao did not have any intentions of dealing with her. He completely had the ability to stall her horse at a critical moment.

The mocking smile on the black-clothed man's face suddenly widened. His eyes also curled up, but there was no smile in them. There was only an ice-cold expression on his face.

Facing Li Xiao's backhand blade, the black clothed man's body turned into an unimaginable shape, his hands moving even faster! "Bam!"

With a dull sound, a handful of blood spurted out from Li Xiao's heart, causing the golden lotus flower to be dyed with blood red.

"Ugh!" Li Xiao groaned, the blade fell to the ground, he turned and looked at the black clothed man in disbelief.

"Who are you? Why did you attack me? " Cold sweat was already dripping from Li Xiao's forehead. He never thought that someone would dare to attack him.

The black clothed man laughed happily this time, his neat teeth flashed with a snow-white light: "Lei Zhe, this time I attacked to teach you not to be too harsh towards beauties." With that, she smiled at Ying Bilian and turned to leave.

That smile was indescribably brilliant and charming.

"Halt." Ying Bilian said coldly.

Lei Zhe turned around and turned around: "There's no need to thank me.

"I'm not thanking you. I'm just telling you, this is our problem, so you don't have to meddle in it." After Ying Bilian finished speaking, she no longer looked at Lei Zhe, and cupped his hands towards Li Xiao: "Senior Brother Li, I've lost, farewell." Ying Bilian then cupped his hands and bowed down the stage.

Lei Zhe did not try to please her, and was not annoyed. He shook his head and sighed to himself: "So pretty girls always have this kind of personality." With that, he set off a gust of wind, causing Lei Zhe to disappear along with him.

The name 'Thunderstorm' Lei Zhe was not a foreign name in the Luan Cloud City. When people saw him, they asked him where he came from. He honestly said that it was the young master of the Gods Sect, and when they asked his goal, he would gently say that it was for a woman.

Lei Zhe's departure was completely unexpected, and no one had the chance to stop him. His arrival and departure were accompanied by a gust of wind; it truly was worthy of the name 'Thunderstorm'. If he really showed his might, then it would probably be thunderclaps.

Many people said that the culprit who killed the righteous people was Demonic Cult, but from beginning to end, they only saw Lei Zhe as a member of the Demonic Cult. It was clear that he had been busy with flirting with women and chasing after them. Furthermore, with his personality, he would feel that those trash were a waste of time.

Actually, Bai Cai also wanted to save her just now, but he didn't know which ultimate skill to use. He didn't even think that a good person would be saved by Lei Zhe.

Lei Zhe was just an interlude, and did not really affect the competition. After Li Xiao was brought down by the Flowerflower Sect to recuperate, the competition continued.

The second match was between the Twelfth Series Wu and the Flying Horse Gang.

The Twelve-Linked Wu was one of the big sects along the coast, while the Flying Horse Gang was one of the big sects on the land. This time, it was equivalent to competing for hegemony by land and sea. It was now on land, and the Twelve Links didn't have the advantage in terms of terrain.

One could tell that they were used to basking in the sun. The shade of red was different from that of Second Master Guan, who was very red and had an imposing manner, but this brother of his was strangely red. The other one had a purple face, like a poisoned one, and looked very powerful. One with a large ring knife, the other with a hunting rifle.

On the other hand, the two of them were unrestrained characters in the martial arts world. They just spoke bold and bold words, which was just in plain words. Their words were in complete disarray, but they didn't start a fight even after a long time.

The audience watched the two of them blabbering on and on, as if they were just talking books. The red faces were short and fat, the purple faces tall and strong. Putting on a table in front of the two of them and wearing a long robe, they would be the ancient version of Guo Degang and Yu Qian.

"I am Red Ribbon in the Waves, Du Wei. May I ask for your name, brother?" The red-faced man hugged his saber, and his eyebrows shot up.

"It has been a long time since I've seen Brother Du's name. I am 'General Ma', General Ma." The purple-faced man had to say that even Marshal Ma wouldn't be able to make Zhao Benshan red if he were to grow up like this. However, the general was already red to the point of turning purple now.

"The two of you, do you want to fight or not? It's getting late." Old Man Su reminded Ye Zichen out of good intentions.

When the two saw this, they were angered by the crowd. Enough, stop bullshitting. It had to mean something no matter what.

"Sorry." The red-faced man's face turned red. He brandished his large saber and slashed at General Ma. Marshal Ma was in a hurry to block the attack, but the two sides clashed and a clanging sound was heard.

"Formidable." Du Wei's hands went numb as he gasped in admiration. The ring on his saber was striking like a tiger's. The rings jingled as it stabbed, jabbed, and slashed at Marshal Ma. Even though Du Wei was short, his movements were quite nimble.

"Good job," Marshal Ma shouted. Instead of retreating, he turned the horse gun and smashed, jabbed, stabbed, and swept. He was shouting as he fought with Dewey. Going back and forth was no different from disassembling a technique.

The objectivity of the two fighters was much worse than that of the previous match. The audience were all dozing off. If they had rotten eggs, vegetables, and sweet potatoes, they would have already smashed their way over. What the heck is with me? I'm not using a clown's tactics in a martial arts competition. What kind of plane is this?

This was especially so for the people from the eight sects. They all had extraordinary knowledge and experience. They could not believe their eyes when they saw the ordinary martial prowess. They really thought that these two people were performing. The more they looked at these two, the more close they were to each other. Their faces did not look right, one red and one purple, like they were made by a father's daughter, they were all substandard products.

The two fought in a slow and leisurely manner, neither of them in a hurry. They fought back and forth, both attacking and defending. They were very polite.

Master San Jie was full and came.

When Bai Cai saw Master San Jie, he was overjoyed. "Master, you finally came. A beautiful woman fought with a person just now, and then another person came. That person was very powerful …"

Bai Cai's description was problematic in the first place. Fortunately, San Jie was very good at strumming, so he didn't care who fought who and who was very powerful. He immediately interrupted Bai Cai. "Where's the beauty?"

Her ability to distinguish beautiful women was not very strong to begin with. Although Ying Bilian had a very refined temperament, her attire was practically the same as the other beautiful women in the Linglong Pavilion. Bai Cai was really unable to tell which one was which.

"Where is the beauty?" Master San Jie asked again.

Bai Cai was confused as he said, "Then …" There it is, but I don't know who it is. "

San Jie unhappily knocked Bai Cai on the head. "You still don't know that they're beauties, they're all wearing veils, how do you know that they're beauties?"

Bai Cai innocently said, "I don't know either, but after that female benefactor revealed her name, all of the male benefactors present boiled over with excitement. They all said she was a beauty."

"What's that woman's name?" San Jie frowned.

"Ying Bilian." Bai Cai said.

"What?" Ying Bilian? Wow, that's one of the Top Four Beauties, a great beauty, where is she? " San Jie's reaction was very strong, she looked more perverted than most of the other people.

Seeing that the surrounding people looked at him as if they were looking at a monster, San Jie knew that he had lost his composure, and coughed to divert the others' attention: "What are those two brats on the stage doing? Playing the monkey? "Bai Cai, why don't you throw them off the stage."

Bai Cai had always listened to San Jie's orders, and seeing Lei Zhe's participation just now, he thought that the third party could step up and help to speed up the outcome of the competition.

"Oh, yes, Master." Bai Cai simply agreed and jumped onto the stage.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the young monk who came from an unknown place.

Du Wei and Marshal Ma also did not know what Bai Cai was doing. He stopped and asked in unison, "Little monk, what are you doing? Can't you see that we are competing?"

Bai Cai sincerely said, "Master said that it would be better to watch a monkey show than to fight. He told me to throw you guys down."

Du Wei and Ma Dajun were furious. They looked at each other and Du Wei angrily said, "Baldy, you have guts! Let's see what kind of ability you have to dare call us monkey tricks!" As he spoke, he chopped at Bai Cai's head. Marshal Ma watched as Du Wei launched his attack. He turned the Toxic Dragon Drill into a spear and pierced it towards Bai Cai Yue's forehead.

When Bai Cai saw this, his tattered sleeves wrapped around Du Wei's large ring sabre and with a casual swing, Du Wei was sent flying far away with his saber. He landed on the side of the cliff and almost fell down.

With regards to Marshal Ma's shot, Bai Cai jabbed his fist towards the tip of the spear. The audience jumped in fright. Wasn't this foolish monk doing his own thing? He actually used his bare hands to face the sharp tip of the spear. Marshal Ma was secretly delighted. If he used 10% of his inner force, he would definitely pierce through this monk's hand.

"Bam!" A sound rang out. The fists and guns clashed. Bai Cai's fist was fine. The gun was fine as well. With a blood-curdling screech, Yue Ba Shuo's body was sent flying a few hundred meters away before landing on the edge of the cliff. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. His internal organs were churning and his pain was unbearable.

Under everyone's astonished gazes, Bai Cai gave a simple and honest smile and said, "Let the competition continue." Then he dragged the hunting rifle down.

Old Man Su was startled for a long while before he regained his senses. He coughed and said: "In the next match, we will battle between Tang Xiao, Young Master Tang, and Xue Yu, Young Master Xue!"

The spectators couldn't help but sit up straight. The two of them were part of the Martial Arts Four Young Masters. They were both outstanding young masters. Their battle must have been peerless, right?