Supreme Pill Saint

"You, let's go." Wu Xuan, the holy hand, opened up and was very proud.

Even though his realm is a little lower than that of Tang Zhuo, he is still confident.

Let Tang Yun do it first.

"Good." Tang Yun nodded and smiled.

Then!!!

No then

Tang Zhuo suddenly moves.

A seemingly simple move.

It's just a knife.

I can only feel that his knife is purple and black.

Wu Xuan's chest is right.

Wu Xuan's hand, which was wrapped in a boxer, broke and fell to the ground directly.

Blood flowed along the blade of Tang turbid purple black knife.

Drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop

It's not loud, but it's harsh.

The whole arena.

There was a dead silence.

Confused.

This This How could it be?!

Although, many people are optimistic about Tang Zhuo. After all, Tang Zhuo has a higher realm.

But it's not Not so fast, right?

Second kill in second kill.

Tang Zhuo, this is an absolute, ten thousand percent crush!

Too strong!!!

"Good." Sikongyu was stunned. Then, there was a little more excited blush on her beautiful face. She clenched her fist and drank it in a low voice. Then she took a look at Miss Jing: "jing'er, you have made great contributions."

The next moment.

Boom!

The quiet, the dead are fighting field, all of a sudden into the bone noisy ocean.

All kinds of shouts, screams, claps, roars, rippling.

The atmosphere is going to burst, and it's going to be everywhere.

"Obviously, Tang Zhuo is very strong, and Wu Xuan, the master of the Tang Dynasty, died without any loss." The man of purple eyebrow Dao opened his mouth and said, listen carefully. Even in his voice, he was surprised.

Soon.

The second scene of Tang Zhuo begins.

The opponent is Jin Feiyang Yi.

Yang Yi, a legend.

Once upon a time, Yang Yi had the miracle of roaring to death a second level martial arts cultivator in the God's realm.

Yang Yi is also called golden lung. His unique skill is voice martial arts. When he roars, his voice can become a substantial form, which is golden.

Yang Yi is also the second tier of the divine realm, but many people say that Yang Yi's strength can defeat 99% of the second tier of the divine realm.

At present, Yang Yi has played 36 times.

Win it all.

Sikong Yu continues to bet, bet Tang Zhuo!!!

At the beginning of the battle of life and death, Yang Yi was not polite. He took the lead.

And Tang Zhuo, but not in a hurry, is still a knife, purple black knife.

Then

Then. Won. Tang Zhuo, win.

Only three moves, right!!! Three moves!

Yang Yi's chest, heart and lung, on the wear.

In the arena, once again, it fell into a dead silence, and then it became violent.

Many martial arts practitioners are excited to jump up. They are really going crazy

Yang Yi is very famous. In Jiuyou arena, Yang Yi is one of the legends.

Just Just Within the three unknown moves, he was killed?!

It's better to see a ghost than to see a ghost!

Many of the martial arts practitioners at the scene were really astonished and couldn't believe it, especially those who had witnessed Yang Yi's brilliant martial arts.

It's almost like a dream.

"Good! Good!! Good!!! " Sikongyu even said three good things. There was sweat on her forehead. She had not been so excited for a long time.

Tang Zhuo is too strong.

Miss Jing's head is going up to the sky.

To be honest, she didn't expect Tang Zhuo to be so strong.

Surprise, a big surprise.

"Quiet Quiet Quiet... " Later, the people of purple eyebrow Sabre said seven quietness, and the scene was quiet.

Listen carefully. The voice of the purple eyebrow swordsman is a little different.

No matter Wu Yao or Yang Yi, they are all the fighters of Jiuyou arena.

To play the arena, you must have a Douren, who can be the Douren brought from the outside, such as Tang Zhuo, who is the Douren of Sikong Yu.

And more of them are the people who fight in the arena.

So, fight field, the loss is heavy!

No matter Wu Yao or Yang Yi, they are all the elite of the Douren in Jiuyou arena.

Two of them died.

It's really

Jiuyou arena hasn't suffered from this kind of loss for a long time.

The key point is that Tang Zhuo is the fighter of Sikong Yu. Even in Jiuyou arena, Sikong Yu can't be offended."Tang Zhuo, do you want to continue fighting?" Asked the man of purple eyebrow Dao. He hoped Tang Zhuo would stop there.

"Of course." Unfortunately, Tang Zhuo must continue to fight.

"Good." Purple eyebrow Dao man can only answer.

Arrange the third scene.

"In the third scene, Tang Zhuo's opponent is HONGPU, the bloodless sword!"

HONGPU?!!!

The purple eyebrow Dao man said the name of Tang Zhuo's third opponent.

In the arena, the atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Many martial artists Their mouths are wide open.

I feel that I have heard it wrong.

No blood sword HONGPU?!

How is it possible?

As long as I've been to Jiuyou arena, who doesn't know HONGPU without blood sword?!

This is the legend of Jiuyou arena.

Once upon a time, there were seventy-nine consecutive battles in one night!

Win it all.

Zeng Yiquan killed the existence of the three middle stages of a god kingdom.

One used to be able to frighten the existence of an opponent with only his eyes.

A king of Jiuyou arena!

"Hum. Is it over? " Sikong Yu snorted. Her face was a little ugly.

HONGPU, the bloodless sword, was in the middle of the third level of the Shenzhu realm. With his achievements, even the Sikong Yu felt that Tang Zhuo was over.

Miss Jing was a little worried and wanted to talk. She wanted to persuade her to save Tang Zhuo, but she didn't dare to say it.

Soon.

The betting table is full.

The martial arts practitioners are betting.

Almost all of them bet on HONGPU.

This is a legend, a myth, an invincible figure in the arena!

This is a chance for them to make money!

How can we let it go?

"Thirty thousand real stones of the best quality, keep tangzhuo under control." Sikong Yu said to the service staff lightly.

The waiter, he's shivering.

It was horrifying.

"Miss..." Ring girl's face changed. What did she want to say, but she was interrupted by Sikong Yu: "put it together. Maybe there is a miracle?"

After dozens of breaths.

Fight.

Start.

This time.

Tang Zhuo, let's go!!!

Take the lead.

Tang Zhuo just made a move, and HONGPU, the bloodless sword, also made a move.

Under the eyes of billions of pairs of dead eyes

Their first move was Unexpectedly It's hard to win!?

This scene is beyond everyone's imagination.

Because, in the past, the bloodless sword HONGPU won those battles of life and death, all with one move.

Today, what's going on?

"Tang Zhuo's strength is very strong!!!" Sikong Yu stood up. Her eyes were bright as stars. She stared at doutai and said in a voice.

Miss Jing is so excited that she will pass out.

At the same time, Tang Zhuo and HONGPU, the bloodless sword, have been fighting for more than a dozen moves.

And the whole arena.

More and more quiet.

Many people don't even have breath or heartbeat.

Only a pair of stunned eyes are left!

Tang Zhuo unexpectedly How could he fight with the bloodless sword HONGPU?

In particular, why is his knife faster and faster? It's more and more strange. It's really incredible that he uses his knife.