The countless line of sights that looked towards Liu Xuan were filled with shock.

Even Mu Qinglei was quite shocked.

"This bastard actually has a Spiritual Artifact!" Mu Qinglei gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

Hate returns to hate, but there is also a trace of jealousy in Mu Qinglei's old eyes.

Even Mu Qinglei is like this, not to mention many youngsters like Mu Hongyan. The gazes they looked towards Liu Xuan were full of deep fear.

In the middle of the field,

Liu Xuan held the wolf fang club and yelled sharply, "Who else refuses to accept? Those who refuse to accept come here and die!"

Voice Then, everyone in Moyun Mountain lowered their heads.

Mu Feng is the most powerful powerhouse among the younger generation of Moyun Mountain. Not only does his strength reach the level of Sovereign level 5 Heavenly Layer, but he also possesses the fourth rank Arcane Fire, so his strength is not unforgiving.

But even so, Liu Xuan was smashed to death by a stick.

Mu Feng, the strongest player, ended up like this, let alone them.

Even,

Mu Hongyan and the others did not even have the courage to avenge Mu Feng.

On the main seat, Mu Qinglei glanced at Luo Zhen, then looked away again.

He doesn't think Luo Zhen can defeat Liu Xuan.

Even if Luo Zhen has the sixth rank Arcane Fire, he is still not Liu Xuan's opponent. After all, Liu Xuan's wolf fang club is a genuine Spiritual Artifact.

Luo Zhen sat on the seat blankly. He glanced at Liu Xuanhou in the center of the field, then glanced at the monk with a sword in the distance.

Although Liu Xuan is great, Luo Zhen still doesn't take him seriously.

Liu Xuan has Spiritual Artifact, and he also has Luo Zhen, and there are three more, which can form a sword formation!

The only thing Luo Zhen really cares about is that monk with a sword!

At this moment, there was movement in the Great Buddha Temple.

I saw that the monk with a knife that Luo Zhen had been following slowly got up and walked towards the center of the field.

All of you present here are experts. As soon as the monk with a knife moves, everyone's eyes on the entire arena are projected over.

"What is this monk doing?" Some audience members were surprised.

"He didn't want to challenge Liu Xuan, right?"

"Didn't he just see Liu Xuan's slaughter all sides? He even dared to challenge Liu Xuan? Could it be that he is crazy!?"

"This monk is already close to Liu Xuan, I am afraid that he will really fight against Liu Xuan!"

In one after another shocked comments In the middle, the monk with a knife came to the center of the venue.

Liu Xuan sneered, "didn't expect, someone really dared to come and die!"

"Amitabha, the donor said it too early, and it may not be this poor monk who died. "The monk with a knife said with a slight smile on his face.

"Hey, I'm still a sharp-tongued monk," Liu Xuan continued to sneer and said, "come and announce your name, I don't kill the unknown!"

" This poor monk is called the Seven Rings." The monk with a knife said with a slight smile.

"Seven precepts? Okay, I know," Liu Xuan said indifferently, "Monk, I will give you a chance. If you kneel and knock ten times now, then I will spare you a small life. , How?"

Qijie smiled, "this poor monk will kill you, it only takes two swords."

Liu Xuan was taken aback immediately.

Not only Liu Xuan was stunned, the tens of thousands of spectators all around, and everyone in the Dragon City Demon Cloud Mountain were also stunned after hearing this sentence.

"It only takes two knives to kill me!?" Liu Xuan laughed extremely angry, "Okay, I'll stand here and see how you kill me!"

Seven Jie hehe He smiled, and then slowly pulled out the simple long knife from his waist.

To be precise, the simple thing is only a scabbard.

Under the gaze of countless line of sight, Qi Jie drew out a bloody long blade.

As soon as this knife appeared, everyone, including Luo Zhen, Mu Qinglei and Liu Batian, had their hearts beating wildly, and the blood in their bodies rushed wildly.

It took several seconds for this abnormality to slowly disappear.

"ahhhh!!!"

"bang bang bang! !"

At this time, one after another continuous explosion sounded in the stands. Someone directly It exploded into a cloud of blood mist in the same place!

"Father, what happened in the stands?" Mu Hongyan asked in amazement.

"Those people couldn't bear the power of the Qijie blood knife, they were directly crushed!" Mu Qinglei made no secret of his shock, and said with horror in his tone,

"This knife of the Seven Rings is really strong, so weird!"

At this moment, Liu Batian, who slashed Dragon City, stood up suddenly, moved towards Liu Xuan yelled, "Xuan'er don't want to be careless, this Monk Qijie is very dangerous!"

"Very dangerous?" In the middle of the field, Liu Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and then put away his arrogance towards Qijie.

I still have to listen to what my father said. My father said that the seven precepts are very dangerous, which means that the seven precepts are indeed extraordinary!

Qijie hehe smiled, and said indifferently, "Donor Liu, look at the Number One Blade of this poor monk."

Then Qijie raised the blood knife in his hand and faced Liu. Xuan cut lightly.

This is really a light cut, the movement of the seven precepts is very slight, as if it was a casual wave.

After swinging the knife, a thin, bloody thread measuring more than a dozen meters long shot out from the Qi Jie blood knife and slashed away at Liu Xuan.

Liu Xuan did not dare to be careless, and fully urged the Spiritual Artifact wolf fang club in his hand, fiercely smashed into the blood-colored thread.

"bang! !!!"

The thin blood-colored line seemed slight, but after colliding with the wolf fang club, a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering rumbling sound was found, and then In countless horrifying gazes, the Spiritual Artifact wolf fang club in Liu Xuan's hand made a'click', and a crack appeared.

"Crack!"

The clicks are getting denser, and the cracks on the surface of the wolf fang club are getting more and more!

Boom!

A deep explosion sounded again, and the wolf fang club in Liu Xuan's hand was completely exploded to pieces!

The python Artifact Spirit wailed and then collapsed in place!

The entire arena is deadly quiet.

It took five or six seconds for the audience all around to wake up from their extreme shock, and then the entire arena fell into a sea of ​​madness.

"Liu Xuan's Spiritual Artifact was smashed!"

"That's a Spiritual Artifact!"

"Fuck me, I Is it dazzling, who will wake me up?"

"Ahhh, what did I see? What did I see!?"

Countless people were yelling frantically.

Liu Xuan's face was extremely pale, his knees softened and he knelt down directly.

Mu Qinglei was dumbfounded and could hardly believe his eyes.

Liu Batian kept swallowing and spitting subconsciously, and the horror in his eyes almost overflowed.

One stab,

A handful of Spiritual Artifacts are smashed with one stab!

Qijie, a dead bald donkey, is so terrifying! !

In the center of the field,

Qi Jie’s face has an unchanging smile. He slowly raised the blood knife and said with a smile, "Donor Liu, this poor monk wants to It's a second shot."

"no! !"

Liu Xuan suddenly hit a shivered and shouted sternly, "I give up, I give up!!!"

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"Just give up, this poor monk doesn't want to kill more, Amitabha." Qijie said while putting down the blood knife in his hand.

Liu Xuan lost his soul and left the center of the field like a walking corpse.

In the stands, tens of thousands of spectators all looked at the Seven Rings holding the blood knife, one after another gaze, as if they were looking at an evil spirit.

Qi Jie ignored many gazes. He swept his gaze towards Luo Zhen and said with a smile, "This donor, this poor monk feels you are special. Can you fight this poor monk? "

Next moment, tens of thousands of line of sight fell on Luo Zhen's body again.

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