I have the earth as a plug-in

Zhao Jiu's vision is much sharper than Zhao Youfeng's: "This He Qiong also hid his trump card, Wan Yan will lose this time."

Zhao Youfeng wanted to say it was impossible, but the real situation in the arena right now is that Wan Yan fell into a passive state, no matter how fast he was, He Qiong responded to all changes with the same attitude, preparedly intercepting his attack and counterattacking back.

In the blink of an eye on the stage, the two fought for dozens of rounds. Wan Yan suffered more and more wounds, but He Qiong's condition was getting better and better. a scar.

Wan Yan's attack is fast, which means that he consumes Yuanli quickly, and he soon shows fatigue. On the contrary, He Qiong's condition is getting better and better. After being counterattacked by He Qiong again, Wan Yan hits the ring heavily , the whole person is about to become a blood man, but he still doesn't admit defeat like this.

He Qiong walked towards him step by step: "Do you admit defeat?"

Wan Yan lay there without moving or making a sound.

City Lord Hai didn't know how to judge winning or losing. He looked at Bai Xize and then at Zhao Jiu. As the Lord of a city, he was of course very familiar with people like Wan Yan and his aura.

Bai Xize looked at Wan Yan playfully, while Zhao Jiu remained expressionless, as if he was not worried about Wan Yan's life or death at all.

Until He Qiong came to Wan Yan's side, pointed the sword point at Wan Yan's back chest, and then asked: "Do you admit defeat?" If he didn't admit defeat, his sword would go down.

There was still no sound, and the audience in the audience was about to curse out loud. Even if Wan Yan passed out, wouldn't Guishengmen say the word admit defeat instead of him?Then don't blame He Qiong for killing people ruthlessly.

He Qiong's sword tip was sent forward, and it was about to stab Wan Yan to death. At this moment, Wan Yan suddenly exploded, and the flesh and blood of his whole body dried up quickly, completely turning into his most powerful blow. His strength at the pinnacle of the sixth rank has unleashed an attack that surpasses that of the sixth rank. Among the practitioners of the same rank, absolutely no one can escape such a fatal blow from him.

Before the audience's exclamation came out of their throats, a light burst out from He Qiong's body, enveloping his whole body, and waving the sword in his hand.

With a "bang", a figure flew upside down, landed heavily on the ring again, and was eliminated.

who is it?Who left the ring?who lost?

There was still one person standing on the stage, and when the light dissipated, even Shen Xu, who knew the strength of Senior Brother He, heaved a sigh of relief. The person standing on the stage was He Qiong, and the tip of his sword was still dripping with blood.

After the light faded, his face was pale, his body shook twice, but he still stood there.

"He Qiongsheng of Tianxia Academy!" The referee hurriedly announced the result after the gesture of City Lord Hai. The battle between the two made him tremble from the beginning to the end, and it was finally over.

The Guishengmen cultivators who knew Wanyan's strength were all stunned. Wanyan's last fatal move had never missed since he practiced, but how could He Qiong resist it?

A stern look flashed in Zhao Jiu's eyes, and he said, "This kid's defense is invincible. Wan Yan miscalculated this time, so bring him back."

"Yes."

The cultivators of Ghost Sacred Gate didn't dare to delay, and hurried down to move Wan Yan. Wan Yan still maintained that skinny appearance, but just as he lifted it up, one hand fell off. Not only were they stunned, but other audiences were also shocked. He was very surprised to see it, and then he realized that in the last blow, He Qiong still counterattacked, leaving Wan Yan's hand behind.

It's just that the blow was too fast, so fast that the hand hadn't come out of the arm.

He Qiong was personally brought back by Bai Xize to let him heal his wounds, and only then did the arena become a commotion.

"I can't believe that He Qiong actually won. I almost thought he couldn't escape the previous blow."

"Hey, He Qiong's strength is not accumulated by pills. He also grew up in the battle of Lilian. Do you really think that He Qiong will relax his guard before announcing the result? Heh."

"That's why He Qiong is so powerful. With other cultivators, with the same strength, can he stop Wan Yan's deadly move in exchange for his flesh and potential?"

"That's true. As expected of the famous He Qiong, it's useless to play dirty tricks in front of He Qiong, haha."

"Keep your voice down, don't let the people from Guishengmen listen."

Everyone whispered to each other, and their voices inevitably became louder under excitement. All kinds of discussions reached the ears of the Ghost Sacred Gate cultivators, but they were so angry that their faces flushed. Wan Yan, a good-for-nothing, didn't have such a good chance to beat He Qiong. Even if Zhao Jiu said that He Qiong's defensive power was invincible at the same level, they still put the blame on Wan Yan.

"Old Ancestor, what's going on?" Feng Lian asked the Supreme Elder in disbelief.

Elder Feng Taishang had a dark look in his eyes: "It's Xuanwu! It's Xuanwu's defensive power!"

Xuanwu's invincible defensive power is envied by many cultivators. However, not only is there no family in this continent with Xuanwu's blood, but also no one knows where Xuanwu ended up. Who would have thought that such a great opportunity would fall on the On He Qiong.

If He Qiong's supernatural powers were bestowed by Xuanwu, what about Shen Xu's space teleportation supernatural powers?Could it be Qinglong? !

Thinking of this possibility, Elder Feng Taishang felt as if he was suffocating. Why are they all Tianxia Academy?He doesn't believe in evil anymore, he clearly knows that the Feng family is the family favored by heaven, and it will always be in the future!

Feng Lian was shocked, it was Xuanwu's defensive power, no wonder it was able to withstand such a deadly move, and also destroyed Wan Yan.

A killer can still be called a killer after breaking off a hand?There are not many pills on the mainland that can connect broken limbs. Can Guishengmen help Wan Yan connect his hands?

The owner of Haicheng couldn't take care of these things, so he asked someone to prepare for the fourth arena, and if he destroyed one of the arenas, he would have to pay a lot of spirit stones to enter this time. However, Wan Yan was defeated, and he was still secretly happy. The challenge was initiated by Ghost Sacred Gate and Youquan Holy Land.

Bai Xize looked at Zhao Jiu with a smile: "Zhao Daoyou, do you want to continue today?"

As for Old Ghost Zhu, he is not qualified to be equal to him now, so Bai Xize deliberately ignored him, but Old Ghost Zhu was so angry that he couldn't fight back like before, otherwise Bai Xize would slap him if he was unhappy Even Old Ghost Zhu couldn't be confident that he could escape.

Anyone can advance, but why the hell is this bastard Bai Xize?

Zhao Jiu narrowed his eyes and said: "Let's stop here for today, and continue tomorrow. Elder Bai has accepted a good disciple, and the disciples in the academy are equally outstanding."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Zhao has won the prize. Since today is over, let's take our leave first. See you tomorrow."

"Okay, Elder Bai, go slowly."

Bai Xize laughed heartily and led the people away. Of course, Long Zhe took the cultivators from the Dragon Martial Holy Land along with him. Why stay?Wouldn't it be nice for Old Ghost Zhu from Youquan Holy Land to find him?He wouldn't be so overwhelmed.

The audience in the arena gradually dispersed, and finally only City Master Hai was left with someone to clean up the mess. The City Master Hai was so sad.

Turning around to look, Haichen was nowhere to be seen: "Where did that kid go? I don't know that the situation in the city is tense recently. What if he bumps into some cultivator?"

Now there are many cultivators in this city that the father and son can't afford to offend, and this bastard is still running around.

"City Master, the Young City Master seems to be busy with building a base station." One of his subordinates quickly replied.

"I'll take a look later." City Lord Hai said sullenly.

When City Lord Hai finished his work here, he really went to find his son, and when he got there, he saw Hai Chen directing people to make the final adjustments.

"Father, why are you here? Are you done with your work?"

"How can your father's affairs be more important than yours?" City Lord Hai said angrily.

Haichen didn't hear the unhappiness in his father's heart, but said happily: "Yes, yes, of course what I do is important, Dad, maybe today we have a signal in Linze City that can connect to the spirit network, haha , when I send the challenge video here to the spirit net, there will definitely be a lot of practitioners who will pay attention to me, haha."

City Lord Hai patted the brat on the back of the head with a "slap": "It's useless to pay attention to this. If you can't improve your strength, you won't be able to stand anywhere. You are not too young. Let's see what else Shen Xu can do." Qiong, she is younger than you, and her cultivation level is stronger than yours."

City Lord Hai scolded his son, and felt relieved, and then went back to the City Lord's Mansion with his hands behind his back, leaving that brat to work around outside alone.

He didn't know that Haichen was so busy that something serious happened, and he was woken up in the middle of the night just after taking a break.

"City lord! City lord! Something big has happened!"

City Lord Hai was so frightened that he ran out without fully dressed: "What's the matter? Be calm and explain the matter clearly? It can't be Tianxia Academy and Guishengmen who are fighting?"

"The city lord will know when he goes to the door to see..."

City Lord Hai disappeared after hearing the first half of the sentence, and the steward behind swallowed the rest of the words. The City Lord told them to be calm, but the City Lord himself was more anxious than anyone else, and it was too late for him to explain the matter clearly. They don't know whether it is good or bad for Linze City and the City Lord's Mansion.

At some point in front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, a large screen was erected. Many cultivators who were alarmed in the middle of the night gathered in front of the large screen. Something was playing on the screen, and City Lord Hai saw his son talking in front of the screen.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing here? You don't rest at night?" City Lord Hai slapped his son on the back of the head again, almost causing him to fall forward.

"Father, what are you doing?" Haichen complained, and then became excited again, "Father, look quickly, how timely my spiritual network is connected, and quickly see what is live on the screen."

"What is it?" City Lord Hai looked up, "Huh? Crossing the Tribulation? Is it playing the scene of Elder Bai's last Tribulation?"

"It's not Elder Ben." A familiar voice sounded from another direction, and the owner of the voice soon appeared in front of City Lord Hai, and it was not Elder Bai Xize who came, "This time it's not me who crossed the catastrophe, but He Xuantang, this guy is retreating." After many days, I finally broke through."

City Lord Hai's jaw dropped.