My Master is Lin Zhengying

Coupled with the abnormal noise under the ring, he couldn't be [-]% listening.

This made Bo Jian feel anxious.

And Nan Chen in the mist is also using the same method to listen to the surroundings with his ears.

The only difference is that Nan Chen restrained his profound energy and suppressed his breathing.

Therefore, as long as he does not move, there will be no sound.

On the other hand, Bo Jian is different, he is still breathing, and his profound energy is already released.

It's not strong, but if you perceive it carefully, you can determine the general direction.

And that weak breath can determine the exact position.

There was silence for about half a minute.

Around the arena, there was already a lot of noise.

This game was boring to most people.

Without the slightest perception.

There was a fog, and it looked like smoke and bombs had been released.

I can't see anything, so what's the point?

"What?"

"I can't even see..."

"..."

On the other hand, those senior celebrities who have reached the earth level are strong.

At their level, they have already been able to release their spiritual consciousness.

Even with the fog in front of them, they can roughly locate the two of them.

Especially for some heaven-level powerhouses, this fog is in front of their eyes, and there is little difference between whether they have it or not.

Moreover, from the very beginning, they saw Bo Jian's tactics and intentions.

However, when these powerhouses.

Seeing Nan Chen standing still suddenly, he blocked his breath and restrained his breath.

Even when Bo Jian was still a little flustered when he tilted his head to listen.

They all smiled:

"Shisha master, you disciple, I'm afraid you will lose!"

The Shisha real person is the head of the Qingcheng faction, and he is always paying attention to the battle situation.

Seeing this, he could only helplessly shake his head:

"Hey! This Nanchen is too adaptable to battle.

My disciple has been practicing hard for more than half a year.

But never thought that it would be broken so soon. "

As a result, as soon as the words fell, Nan Chen, who was in the miasma, moved.

He aimed at the bo sword on the edge of the ring, and charged forward.

Extremely fast.

When Bo Jian heard the voice, his face changed suddenly.

He judged Nan Chen and killed him.

Hastily swung a sword and dodged.

On Nan Chen's side, a burst of startling sword energy blasted out continuously.

"boom!"

This sword is powerful.

A sword swept across, and struck together with Bo Jian's sword.

The violent crackling sound shook the miasma violently.

However, even with the power of spells, these miasmas will reunite.

But it also takes time.

But this time difference has completely exposed Bo Jian's position.

Even if his body is ghostly, it is difficult to escape at this time.

Nan Chen leaped forward and slashed down with his sword.

Sword Qi bombarded.

Another bang.