Gu Xian touched the Spirit Snake Sword at his waist, walked slowly onto the stage, and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?"

"Hmph." Meng Zhongyi looked at the referee without changing his face, and said, "Can we start?"

An official in charge of recording said: "It's ok."

As soon as the man uttered the word "Ke", countless iron stars flew out of Meng Zhongyi's sleeve!

Whoosh!Whoosh!

A piece of steel nails, silver needles, and sleeve arrows were mixed together and shot towards Gu Xian quickly.

Even the audience under the ring couldn't react.

As long as you can win, what does face matter?

Taking advantage of this moment, Meng Zhongyi clasped two more cylinders in his hand, "Ceng, Ceng, Ceng" three thin needles shot out from the two cylinders respectively.

In the shape of "pin", he hit Gu Xian.

The speed is surprisingly fast, and the last mover comes first!

Meng Zhongyi turned over and jumped into the air, and a knife flew out from the soles of his feet, stabbing at Gu Xian's chest and abdomen.

Then his body followed closely behind, drew out a soft sword, and quickly followed it.

This is like the attack of migratory locusts rushing to the grass, which is caught off guard, and almost no one can prevent it.

In a hurry, it must be impossible to avoid using body skills.

And even if Gu Xian used the return wind style when he drew his sword, he couldn't say that he could completely defend against all hidden weapons.

What's more, it was too late for him to dance the sword at this time.

The dense flying needles had arrived in front of Gu Xian.

The people under the ring exclaimed!

Gu Xian unhurriedly waved his wide sleeves.

The inner force swells in the sleeve robe, like a bellows pulling, and the contents can be contained.

He swung out his right sleeve, and all the steel nails and flying needles disappeared.

The silver light on the arena was completely extinguished, and the arena was suddenly empty!

Gu Xian followed closely with the sleeve of his left hand, put away the knife and the sleeve arrow and walked away.

The whole set of movements is like flowing clouds and flowing water, which is extremely smooth.

Purple-level stunt, Flying Clouds Flying Sleeves!It is one of the biggest nemesis of hidden weapons!

"F*ck, isn't this move too cool? Which martial art of the Five Sacred Sword Sect is this?"

"Idiot, where does the Wuyue Sword Sect have this kind of martial art? It must be the main martial art of the Qingcheng Sect. Don't you know that Gu Xian was originally a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect."

The spectators in the audience were still cursing "evil people are despicable and shameless", but after seeing Gu Xian perform such martial arts, they immediately started to scream in admiration.

Before their admiration stopped, Meng Zhongyi held a soft sword, and the tip of the sword came to Gu Xian.

Gu Xian brushed it with his sleeve again, the soft sword was extremely sharp, but it cut open his sleeve and continued to stab his body.

Gu Xian didn't dodge or dodge, he slapped Meng Zhongyi with his palm.

Meng Zhongyi's sword did not change, he also waved his palm to meet him.

laugh!

The soft sword crossed Gu Xian's waist, cutting a not small cut.

Moreover, light green blood flowed out of that wound in an instant, which made people panic when they saw it.

The sword has been poisoned, so it must still be extremely poisonous!

Meng Zhongyi showed a smile of scheming success, as long as he is determined to use this palm to strike him, he will fly backwards, and as long as he waits for the poison on Gu Xian's wound to erupt, he can win the game without any effort.

"Although there were some accidents on the hidden weapon, in general, Gu Xian still cannot escape from my control."

With such a mood, Meng Zhongyi slapped Gu Xian's right palm.

boom!

What made Meng Zhongyi unbelievable was that when Gu Xian struck out with this palm, a huge inner energy went down his arm and penetrated into his heart.

Where the internal strength passes, the qi, blood, and meridians are all messed up and messed up.

Destroy the heart with one palm!

He didn't have time to activate his palm, so he flew far away and fell heavily on the ring.

"You... you... this is the heart-breaking palm?"

Gu Xian stood still and said, "Exactly, not bad at all."

Blood oozed from the corner of Meng Zhongyi's mouth, and he said, "How can the Heart Destroying Palm be so powerful? I'm afraid Yu Canghai hasn't practiced to this level either, right?"

He struggled hard, but in the end he couldn't stand up.

Gu Xian smiled and said, "This is what Grandmaster Huang Chang taught me. My heart-destroying palm has reached the peak of the ninth floor!"

Gu Xian not only has a high level of heart-shattering palm strength, but also has a tyrannical internal force, so in terms of head-to-head confrontation, Meng Zhongyi is definitely not his opponent.

Meng Zhongyi pointed at Gu Xian, his face full of unwillingness: "Impossible, tell you? When?!"

Gu Xian said: "Just when you and I met for the first time."

Meng Zhongyi remembered that he had told Gu Xian that day that Grandmaster Huang Shang casually gave him a word and swaggered at him.

Thinking about it now, my performance at that time was like a clown!

Embarrassed and annoyed, Meng Zhongyi was furious and furious. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell unconscious on the ground.

He was actually fainted by Gu Xian's anger.

"There is no better way to kill than to kill one's heart... Siege the city as the bottom, and attack the heart as the top!"

Gu Xian chewed these eight words silently.

He has seen that although Meng Zhongyi is not dead for the time being, but his heart is broken, it is impossible to live.

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