Fu Long blinked his eyes,

Ye Wushang imitated Luo Xue's approach and restored Fu Long to its original state.

"Brother, tell me honestly, what is your relationship with that woman in white?" Fu Long shook at Ye Wushang as soon as he returned to his original state.

"We have nothing to do with each other, we just came from a region." Ye Wushang replied,

"Hehe, I understand, I understand, but, buddy, I kindly remind you that I feel that cold fire is interesting to your girl."

"Ahem, I'll repeat, I have nothing to do with her. In addition, is the boy next to her you mentioned Hanhuo?

"Yes, Hanhuo is the son of the leader of the Hanfeng Sect, and his own cultivation is in the fifth grade. So, well, buddy, you just want to be blessed by yourself. No, it's you and your woman who ask for bless you."

At this point, the two of them had already arrived in front of the onlookers, and the next game had begun.

The two of them left the center of the square while talking about the sky, which was not expected by the onlookers. In their opinion, the loser would definitely not give the winner a good look. However, this theory was overturned by Ye Wushang and Fu Long. Therefore, although the next game had begun, many warriors still looked at them.

"If these people don't watch the game, let's see what we do." Fu Long frowned slightly,

Ye Wushang shook his head: "I don't know either."

Next, the two of them didn't chat anymore and watched the game.

The more you get to the later game, the more exciting it is, because in the later part, the cultivation level of the two people fighting is similar. If one side wants to win, he must pay the price of injury. During this period of paying the price of injury, the battle is very fierce. Ye Wushang and the warriors are all feasting their eyes.

With the last game coming to an end, the first round of the game ended.

"I'm over." Ye Wushang said to Long,

"Well, buddy, there will be a date later." Fu Long smiled,

"There will be a period later."

Ye Wushang still has some good feelings for Fu Long.

"Next, I will still fight in pairs, and I will go to the battle with my name." The middle-aged man announced,

Everyone did not speak, waiting for the middle-aged man to announce the first battle,

In fact, the subsequent game is very unfair to those warriors who won their opponents in the last few games to advance to the semi-finals of 64, but there is no absolute fairness in this world, not to mention that this unfairness will not affect the results of the last ten. Therefore, the middle-aged man will announce that he will continue the competition.

In other words, those injured warriors will make up the number of people in this round, or make a fuss about soy sauce.

The warriors in the first battle still come from the strongest against the weakest.

The weakest one is an injured warrior, so the winner was decided without even playing in this game.

The injured warrior left the center of the square with a dejected look on his face. Ye Wushang looked at him, and there was no emotion on his face. Perhaps he would have felt sympathy for the warrior just now, but now he has already seen it.

The game is coming to Game 14,

"Next, Luo Xue is against Hongling." The middle-aged man announced,

Luo Xue and a woman in a long red dress walked to the center of the square at the same time. This scene caused the onlookers to scream, because this was a showdown between beauty. Although the woman in red was not as elegant as Luo Xue and her figure was not as good as Luo Xue, she was better than that of her. From a distance, she was indeed a beauty.

Ye Wushang felt that the woman in red was only a little worse than Luo Xue. It seems that it is difficult for Luo Xue to win this battle.

"Hongling."

Hongling showed no interest in this woman who was more popular than her, and said plainly,

"Luo Xue."

Luo Xue was like ordinary people, with a cold look. She looked at the woman in red, and was no different from looking at the other warriors.

"I've started."

After Hongling finished speaking, she rushed towards Luo Xue, but her steps were obviously left with a backhand. Luo Xue knew that Hongling was guarding against her blood to seal Wanli.

"Blood Evil."

Luo Xue raised her hand and a big red palm print appeared in front of her. With her waved her hand, the big red palm print rushed towards Hongling.

"break."

Facing the rushing red palm print, Hong Ling's speed did not slow down at all. She clenched her right hand into a fist and punched her at the big palm print.

The next second, I saw a red fist that was comparable to the red palm print rushed towards the red palm print.

"Bang."

With a loud bang, the aftermath swept across, and the two women took several steps at the same time. None of the two women took advantage of this move.

After just standing still, Hongling did not stop and continued to rush towards Luo Xue.

Luo Xue's eyes stern: She wants to rush to my side so much, is she just trying to fight me in close combat?

"Blood dances in the nine heavens."

Luo Xueke did not have the idea of ​​fighting in close combat with Hongling, and directly used the second strongest attack he had learned in the Blood Evil Pool.

Countless red palm prints of all sizes appeared around her. As she pushed her hands forward, these palm prints roared towards Hongling. Hongling wanted to avoid completely, it was impossible. She could only stop and resolve them before moving forward.

Seeing Hongling stopping and dissolving the red palm print, Luo Xue's speed increased sharply and rushed towards Hongling.

"Is this going to use that move?" Hongling looked at Luo Xue who was rushing towards her and thought with a serious look on her face.

The next second, her idea came true.

I saw a blood mist sweeping over her through the red palm prints.

"Silang Flame."

At a critical moment, she summoned her treasures, Tianlang Flame, Tianlang Flame, and Ninth-level Beast Fire, ranking ninth in the top ten nine-level beast fire rankings, and its power cannot be underestimated.

However, this Tianlang Flame, which cannot be underestimated, was like a child in front of the blood mist, and was suppressed and retreated step by step.

Hongling finally panicked, quickly put away Tianlang Yan, and then stepped back.

Because of the celestial wolf flame for a while, Hongling's time to retreat was enough.

However, the time to retreat is enough, but the time to dissolve the blood-colored palm print is not enough.

On the way backing, Hong Ling was hit by the blood-colored palm prints one after another. Finally, she had to say helplessly to Luo Xue: "I admit defeat."

When Luo Xue heard this, she retreated and took back the blood mist.

Without the blood mist, Hongling quickly dissolved the red palm print.

"Congratulations."

After Hong Ling finished speaking expressionlessly, she left the center of the square.

Luo Xue didn't stay in the center of the square either. Hongling left, and she left afterwards.

On the raised platform, an old man asked to the people beside him: "What do you think?"

A middle-aged man glanced at Luo Xue and said, "It's good."
Chapter completed!