Super Great Fortune Teller

Wang Qian knew that if it wasn't for this jade match, Bao Xing would have been killed by Chen Wudao at this time.

"I give up!"

At this time, Bao Xing said.

He knew there was no point in sticking to it.

This is also the second dream told him before he came to power, things can not be done, you can give up the first time.

Did not expect that his voice fell, but Chen Wudao said with a grim smile: "give up?"

"Are you qualified to give up? You deserve it, too? "

Between the words, Chen Wudao's body was empty again.

When he reappeared, he had already appeared behind Bao Xing and reached for Bao Xing's neck stem.

"Stop it

Shen Qi gave a big drink and rushed directly to the challenge arena.

Pop!

Shen Qi rushes directly to the challenge arena. Chen Wudao uses Bao Xing as a weapon and throws it at Shen Qi.

But Shen Wuxing has already caught Chen's figure in front of him.

"I don't think it's good enough for you two to fight one."

At this time, Chen Wudao was like a fierce beast. His fingers cut Bao Xing's clothes like a blade, leaving many deep visible bone scars on Bao Xing's body.

Blood is streaming.

It's cruel.

Wang Qian's eyes under the challenge arena already showed a cold look.

"Sanxiu, in my opinion, you are just a joke!"

"Who else won't accept, come up together!"

Between the words, Chen Wudao's killing machine locks Shen Qi.

Bao Xing was put on the ground by Shen Qi.

Shen Qi said with a sneer, "little bastard, you've been practicing for a long time, and the sect has a lot of resources. It's like a big pig being fed on a farm. What's the big deal?"

"Give me so much fodder, I can grow as strong as you!"

As soon as Shen Qi said this, Wang Qian could not help shaking his head.

He found out that this guy's mouth is really poisonous.

However, it is to master Wang's taste.

Chen Wudao's face was gloomy. It was the first time that someone dared to speak to him like this.

"You want to die!"

Hum!

The next second, Chen Wudao rushes directly to Bao Xing and Shen Qi.

One punch directed at Shen Qi's face.

Shen Qi grabs Bao Xing's body and throws it under the challenge arena, then takes Chen Wudao's fist with his body.

Chen Wudao saw here, his eyes showed a ferocious color, and directly hit him.

Bang! It's a big noise.

Shen qimang can't stop his accidental injury.

At the same time, Shen Qi put his hand into his arms and the light flashed.

A talisman was immediately thrown out by Shen Qi.

Boom!

At the moment of the appearance of the talisman, a layer of thunder clouds gathered over the valley.

Among the black thunder clouds, a blood red flash of lightning came down directly.

The lightning has endless power.

"What? It turns out to be the thunder symbol of the strong in the secluded realm! "

Everyone in the stands was stunned.

However, what people didn't expect was that Chen Wudao didn't avoid the bloody thunder.

The ghost King Chen Wuxiang is a pop-up.

"By such mean means."

Bang! It's a big noise.

Blood lightning directly cleaves to Chen Wuxiang, but Chen Wuxiang's realm is deep, and directly swallows the lightning.

"Mean!" Second dream behind Cui Er can't help saying.

Many people did not expect that Chen Wuxiang, the ghost king, would directly interfere in the battle.

And Chen Wudao in the field gets the chance to hit Shen Qi with one right and one right.

Shen Qi has six talismans of life and death. In Chen Wudao's attack, the six talismans of life and death become fragments.

Then, Chen Wudao directly stepped on Shen Qi.

Bang bang!

One punch after another blows at Shen Qi.

"Enough!"

Also at this time, the second dream said, all her arrangements have lost their role.

If Bao Xing admits defeat, Shen Qi has many times more than Bao Xing, which can be taken by surprise.

However, these things did not play their due role.

The most hateful thing is that the ghost King Chen Wuxiang intercepts most of the power of naleifu.

The ghost king heard the words of the second dream and said with a smile, "Miss second dream, what's the hurry? Two people just hit a trace of anger, slowly

The blood demon ancestor also said with a smile: "elder Bai, what do you think of elder Qin?"

The two old guys didn't care much about it, and they shook their heads lightly."Do everything according to the rules."

The second dream clenched her fists again.

She knew that the mentality of the old people in these two secluded realms had changed.

On the ring.

"Do you have any last words to account for?"

Chen Wudao pinches Shen Qi by the neck. Shen Qi just has some regrets at the bottom of his heart and doesn't help Wang Da hammer finish this thing.

He looked at Chen Wudao and said with a faint smile: "yes Next life I want to be your grandfather

"Well, you're tough!"

Chen Wudao's eyes are full of killing intention. His sharp fingernails are looking at Shen Qi's neck.

At this time, too.

All the people in the challenge arena were quiet.

"Wait a minute."

A sound broke the silence.

However, Chen Wudao didn't pay attention to the voice.

Inch by inch, he let his nails pierce Shen Qi's neck, making Shen Qi fully feel the cold of death.

"Fool, can't you hear me?"

"Or do you want your master to teach you if you can't understand people?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Who dares to say that Chen Wudao is crazy?

Then he looked in the direction of Wu Chuandao.

The sanxiu standing beside Wang Qian was like a earthen jar. When he saw that everyone's eyes were looking at him, his face immediately showed an extremely frightened look.

He stepped back a few steps.

"Not me! It's not really me

"Don't look at me! What am I doing? "

The friar was also decorated with lottery. He finally escaped from the challenge arena. At this time, he didn't want to cause any more trouble.

"Idiot." Just then, Wang Qian spoke again.

The monk, who was shaped like a earthen jar, was shocked when he heard Wang Qian's words.

How dare you scold a little monk Wang here? What kind of courage does it take?

Soon a group of scattered practitioners scattered, and a vacuum appeared around Wang Qian.

Chen Wudao narrowed his eyes slightly, "it's you..."

Chen Wudao took back his cold nails and stood on the challenge arena like a demon, looking down at Wang Qian.

"What? Do you know the mole ant in the challenge arena? You two have the same bad mouth. Are you from the same school? "

"Tell me, your school When I have time, I will slaughter your school... "

Everyone looked at Wang Qian.

It is found that Wang Qian is only a friar who looks like a sixth grade monk. Although he is a little handsome, he does not have the innate Taoist rhyme of a practitioner, just like an ordinary young man.

Such a person dare to let Chen Wudao stop.