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Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, these tender green leaves crazily twirled as they blocked Xu Gui's bursting fiery red zhen qi one after another.

With a gentle flick, the rotating green leaves were like a series of feathered arrows that shot towards Xu Dai and surrounded him.

He put away the fan and patted his hands. The leaves all disappeared in a short while.

Leaning on the ghost head knife, Xu Gui was kneeling on the ground. His body was covered in blood and small wounds, making him look like a "blood man".

"Please enlighten me!" Wang Qingxu ignored Xu Zhi, who was still standing on the stage, and nodded to the second member of the left team.

"I haven't lost yet!"

Xu Zhi stood up and said to Wang Qingxu with an almost snarling tone. The ghost blade became red because of his anger, and it seemed to be a lot hotter. This man who looked like a gentleman had injured him but not beaten him, causing him to lose face in front of so many people. This was clearly insulting him, how could Xu Que not be angry. He wanted to let the guy who had underestimated him know that Xu Zhi was not someone who could be easily humiliated.

"He hasn't lost yet?" Wang Qingxu held a paper fan in his hand and stood there elegantly with a smile on his face. "Since you haven't lost, then die!" Wang Qingxu was extremely dissatisfied. This fellow clearly did not have the strength to fight back, but he was still holding on to his life. The most important thing was that he had even humiliated him, making him appear arrogant and conceited in the eyes of the audience.

Xu Gui rushed over, and that raging flame zhen qi was like a raging beast, and even the air was about to boil. The audience also began to seethe with excitement. They were here to watch the show, so the more intense the show, the better it looked. As for whether or not someone died, that was after the show.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, Wang Qingxian's fan suddenly opened and a green light shone on Xu Ku. "Humph! Since you insist on dying, don't blame me for it! "

When the green light came in contact with the flame zhen qi, it immediately swelled up with the wind and gradually transformed into a thick, thorny vine. The vine spread out and was about to wrap Xu Daji up into a dumpling.

"Break!" Xu Dai roared out, then hacked out with his flaming long blade, bringing with it an unstoppable power, which broke the vines that filled the sky open and rushed out from the gap.

"You're courting death!" Wang Qingxu spat out two words. The numerous vines turned into green light dots and quickly gathered in front of him, forming a giant fist. Kuang Ba's punch directly collided with the flaming saber, and after a while, Xu Dai was directly knocked out of the arena.

The second member of the right team quickly jumped up to catch Xu Zhe and carried him into their formation. The rest of the team immediately surrounded him and examined his injuries.

Number 11, who was on the right, looked at the proud Wang Qingxu and said angrily, "How vicious! To think that there is such a vicious Innate Qi. " Then he shattered the clothes on his arm, exposing the already rotting wounds.

"Ah!" What a beast in clothes! "He looks like a dog, but he's actually so vicious!" Immediately, people began to scold Wang Qingxu.

Wang Qing pretended not to hear him as he smiled gently and waited for Number Two on the right side of the stage.

Right Team Two's number two was currently scolding Wang Qingxu for being a despicable and shameless villain. He had completely forgotten that he had to face that despicable, shameless and vicious villain.

"Right team's second place!"

"Right team's second place!"

With a sullen face, the Iron Eagle Guards acted as referees, shouting twice in quick succession. After three sounds, they were deemed to have given up.

"Do you dare to go up or not? "If you don't, I'll go up." Number 3 urged Number 2.

"Good!" "You can go now!" Number Two sat back down. He didn't have the courage to face the smiling demon.

Number Three was so angry that his face turned pale. He kept scolding Number Two for being a coward, not a real man.

"Xin Er!" As they pushed and shoved, a roar came from the audience, silencing them. A tall figure jumped down from the audience stands.

Chang Lou suddenly opened his eyes. He was very familiar with that voice, it was Chang Hu's voice, and he was also very familiar with Xin'er's voice, it belonged to his half-sister.

"What happened to Xin'er?" For some inexplicable reason, Chang Lou felt flustered. Jumping up high, she ran towards the fourth ring.

"You are not allowed to leave the stage without permission until the end of the match!" The Iron Eagle Guard grabbed him and firmly held him down.

His iron prison like hands caused Chang Lou to feel despair and despair, and he roared loudly, "I give up! You can let me go now! "

The Iron Eagle Guard coldly said, "You can't give up even if you want to. You must wait until the end of the match before you can leave!"

Chang Lou slumped back into her chair. She couldn't help but shed two tears. The back of her hand felt cold. Suddenly, he thought of something and anxiously asked the Iron Eagle Guard, "Can I go on stage now?"

The Iron Eagle Guard nodded, "As long as the few in front allow you, you can go on stage!"

The building directly ignored the words' the first few places allowed 'and jumped up onto the platform. Although the few people below the stage felt a little uncomfortable because they felt that they had been trampled on, when they thought about Xu Shen's horrible encounter and Chang Lou's cold, murderous aura, their dissatisfaction vanished. If they went up and lost their lives, why not offer it up as a sacrifice?

"Yo!" Wang Qingxu's lips curved up in a smile. He waved his paper fan and continued to put on an air of grandeur.

"Scram!" I don't have time to bullshit with you! Everyone else, come up together! I'm in a hurry to kill someone! " Chang Lou didn't have any mood to try to get close to him. She just wanted to end the fight as soon as possible and go over to see her sister. It seemed like there was a fight at Station Four, and the situation wasn't looking good.

Wang Qingxu laughed when he heard this. "You sure have a big mouth, but it's usually easier to die if you have a big mouth!"

"Get over here!" Ignoring the sullen look on Wang Qingxu's face, Chang Lou shouted at the ten angry men sitting below.

"Having strength is amazing!"

"Those who come out of the death row can look down on others!"

"Watch this daddy cut you up!"

Even Xu Zhe, who had always been the one to draw the aggro, not only made the audience and the ten people on the left feel that he was being arrogant, but even some of the people on his side and the judges felt that he had gone too far.

The Iron Eagle Guard interrupted him with a cold face, "According to the rules, you can only fight with one person at a time!"

Chang Lou didn't say anything more. If he knew the rules were so rigid, he wouldn't have said anything. Otherwise, Wang Qingxu would have been sent off by him by now.

The Quicksand Sword was unsheathed, and Blackwater True Qi wrapped around the tip of the Quicksand Sword. Chang Lou immediately used his weakest sword move at present, "Withering Swirl Wind Sword".

The black sword qi was like a gust of wind that had just broken free from the pine forest, bringing with it the aura of desolation that could only be felt in winter, directly destroying Wang Qingxu's green barrier. Before the barrier could dissipate, Wang Qingxu's paper fan had already turned around and directly kicked at his lower abdomen.

An enormous power kicked Wang Qingxu out of the arena, which had a radius of over a hundred zhang.

Wang Qingxu was still Wang Qingxu after all. He was no small fry. When he landed, a green vine appeared in the air and whipped him back into the air. Before he could even stand still, it seemed that Chang Lou had expected him to do this. Black water Zhen Qi condensed into ten black palm prints, and with a flash, they rushed towards Wang Qingxu.