Pick up an assassin as a wife

As the miasma dissipated, her figure slowly emerged from the miasma.

She still stood there like that noble peony flower, with no expression on her incomparable face.

At the same time, the knife in her hand could not be seen. Her two thin white hands were placed there quietly,

Where is her knife? The knife she used to kill Luo Zhan just now was not in her hand?

There is no doubt that Luo Zhan is dead.

His eyes were still bulging fiercely, with an extremely unwilling anger... He would not rest in peace.

Luo died in battle!

The death is unclear.

He died so that no one around him saw clearly how he died, he just died like that...

The surrounding members of the Duanmu family looked at Lan Ruo'er standing on the stage of life and death with horrified eyes.

And what about the blood monk on the sacrificial altar?

He saw with his own eyes that his disciple was killed alive on the stage of life and death, his whole face looked ugly as if he wanted to kill someone.

He slammed the table angrily and roared.

The violent sound made Duanmu Heiming, the head of the Duanmu family next to him, turn his head to look at him.

The Kirigakure ghost girl next to her also turned her head and looked at the blood monk wearing a veil.

But Monk Tingxue's face was extremely ugly, and he suddenly stood up from the stand.

"I'm feeling a little unwell, so I'm going back first."

After roaring these words, he turned and left the sacrificial square.

Duanmu Heiming, on the other hand, looked at the fourth elder who was leaving and shook his head slightly.

The undoubted winner on the stage was Lan Ruoer.

When the old man announced that the winner of this battle was Lan Ruo'er, the whole audience shouted for her.

However, she quietly walked down the stage of life and death step by step.

Everyone was staring at her at this moment, and even Li Tian couldn't help blinking and staring at this stunning beauty.

Lan Ruo'er, who came down from the life and death stage, suddenly raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at Li Tian, ​​then turned around and stood quietly aside.

That glance made Li Tian's heart skip a beat. Maybe even Li Tian himself was wondering: What's wrong with me?

After the match between Lan Ruoer and Na Luo is over, the remaining match will be between Li Tian and Wang Kun.

Wang Kun's eyes had already revealed ferocious beast pupils. He had been waiting for this moment, waiting for his fight with Li Tian.

Li Tian couldn't help but glance at Wang Kun at this moment. Their eyes collided, and there seemed to be a strong murderous aura in the air.

"Now let's start the second match, Wang Kun, who is under the second elder's sect, vs. Li Tian."

As the voice of the old man above the life and death platform rang out, Li Tian and Wang Kun were slowly walking towards the top of the life and death platform.

As soon as their names came out, they became the focus of the audience.

Everyone knows deeply about what happened more than 20 years ago: the supreme showdown between the nine styles of Rashomon and the Western magic.

I think back then, Duanmu Black Dragon possessed Western magic, but in the end he was slightly defeated, but the winner was the Nine Rashomon Styles used by the previous generation of clan leaders.

Now by chance, Li Tian is also pregnant with the nine styles of Rashomon, and he is facing the direct disciple of Duanmu Black Dragon: Wang Kun, who is pregnant with the ancient Western magic.

This showdown will be filled with years of grievances...

Of course, Li Tian still doesn't know about these past grudges.

He just quietly went up to the stage of life and death and faced Wang Kun.

As soon as the two of them came on stage, the atmosphere in the entire life and death arena became strange and tense, with a faint murderous aura permeating the air.

At the top of the sacrificial platform, the great elder Luohe Futu opened his blind eyes full of white pupils and said slightly: "What a solemn murderous aura."

Luo Changfeng, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but murmured: "Which of them will win and who will lose in this battle?"

"Twenty years ago, the second elder Duanmu Heilong's Western evil arts were defeated by the Nine Rashomon Styles. For so many years, Duanmu Heilong has been studying evil arts, and he also participated in the research and development of Western forbidden arts. Who loses and wins in this battle? It’s really hard to say.” Luohe Buddha said slightly.

Luo Changfeng, who was next to him, blinked and glanced at Duanmu Heilong sitting on the sacrificial platform over there, but he saw Duanmu Heilong sitting leisurely in the stands, as if he was confident of winning today's battle.

Luo Changfeng couldn't help but feel silently worried about Li Tian at this moment.

And Duanmu Heiming was looking at the life and death stage with a sinister look on his face.

In today's battle, he wanted to see the final power of Rashomon: Nine Styles!

Because that is the skill he has always dreamed of, and he must learn it.

As the old man's high voice sounded: "The game starts now."

Everyone began to focus on the stage of life and death.

Wang Kun, who was on the stage of life and death, had clearly revealed his beast eyes at this moment, and his eyes suddenly turned completely black, like a wild beast in the forest.

At this moment, he was looking at Li Tian without blinking.

"I will definitely defeat you today and kill you with my own hands." Wang Kun said fiercely.

At the same time, his whole body suddenly began to be filled with an extremely evil aura, which surged towards the entire place.

At this moment, Li Tian was also accumulating all the energy in his body, and he was ready to give it a try today.

This Wang Kun is not the mediocre opponents before, so he must not be careless.

Wang Kun struck suddenly, attacking Li Tian with a surge of frustration in his body.

This move really exposed the evil spirit... Coupled with his already opened beast eyes, the strong wind in his palms blasted towards Li Tian.

Li Tian raised the energy accumulated in his body and did his duty. He made a mistake in his steps and suddenly rushed towards him without avoiding it.

There was a loud bang.

The whole audience was stunned.

This is a showdown between kings.

After one move, the two immediately separated, and the energy from the collision surged toward the surroundings.

There seemed to be a solemn murderous aura in the air.

Li Tian didn't dodge Wang Kun's blow just now, he just wanted to test the extent of his skills. However, after a fierce fight, Li Tian only felt that the evil energy on Wang Kun's body had a weird feeling, because the collision just now caused His energy was a little off, and he couldn't hit Wang Kun at all.

And what about Wang Kun? At this moment, he was also standing aside, his black eyes even darker, looking at Li Tian coldly.

He also couldn't realize how strong Li Tian's ability was.

In the first move, the two were evenly matched.

Everyone looked at the two people on the life and death stage with concentration.

Suddenly, Wang Kun used his second move.

The two hands suddenly turned into eagle claws, and they suddenly grabbed Li Tian's face from a strange angle. The claws were vicious and pungent.

Li Tiantian used the Bagua tricks he had learned from the "Tian Shu Dan Scroll".

His body swayed slightly, his feet stepped on the seven-star footwork, and his two arms attacked Wang Kun with sticky energy.

When Wang Kun's arm touched Li Tian's arm, he suddenly felt that Li Tian's arm seemed to be sticky... and it sucked his arm. Wang Kun was stunned.

He flew up and kicked Li Tian.