"What a powerful natural magical power." Ren Yixun looked at the golden figure bathed in the flames, his face full of shock. This magical power is somewhat similar to the body-protecting magical power, which can protect the ** for a certain period of time and is not harmed by the outside world.

But this kind of magical power is not omnipotent. When that power is far superior to Du Lei's own power, it can still give Du Lei fatal damage. However, with the eighth level of the transport realm, it is very difficult to defeat Du Lei's defense. As predicted, Du Lei quickly passed through the surging flames and rushed towards Zhang Mouxing.

The light of the two axes surged, leaving behind a terrifying sound of breaking wind in the void and slashed towards Zhang Mouxing. The speed was as fast as thunder, which was overwhelming. At this time, Zhang Mouxing was also shocked, but when he felt the danger was coming, he realized that an axe was slashing towards him with the power of splitting the mountain. It was too late to admit defeat, and he hurriedly wanted to block it with his bare hands.

"Boom--" Du Lei's move of slashing Huashan alone was amazingly powerful, and his attack was extremely cruel. He left a bright red on the battlefield, and the strong smell of blood spread around. It was not until Zhang Mouxing fell that the gold on his body quietly disappeared, and only six breaths were separated.

And during these six breaths, he passed through the flames and killed Zhang Mouxing. This strategy and this strength were really shocking.

And deep fear.

"This Du Lei is a powerful opponent. His talented golden body is very difficult to deal with." Ren Yixun looked at Du Lei on the stage with a solemn expression in his eyes.

"The first battle, Du Lei won. The second battle: Shi Tianyu fights against Liu Shaoying. Please keep a distance and prepare and wait for my orders after protecting yourself." Pang He said loudly. While he was speaking, someone had already lifted Zhang Mouxing's body down, and others were cleaning the battle stand.

"I know this Shi Tianyu is also a bloodline, but unlike Junior Brother Xue, he is more defensive and very difficult to deal with. This competition may be his victory." The person who spoke was Cao Jialiang. He and Shi Tianyu were in the same war zone. He had witnessed the entire process of that battle with his own eyes and had an absolute understanding of him.

The final result is just as Cao Jialiang said. This man named Shi Tianyu has absolute defense and can be said to have no flaws. He won the victory shortly after the competition began. It cannot be said that Liu Shaoying is very weak, he can only say that one thing reduces another, so he can only be miserable.

"In the second battle, Shi Tianyu won, and in the next competition, Chu and Han will fight Hu Ge. Please prepare and keep the distance." Pang Helanglang said.

"Chu Han, the eighth level of the transport realm, is a powerful man with blood and energy as good as a dragon. His innate magical power is violent. After being stimulated, he fell into a state of excitement. He is one of the characters who should be careful." Xue Guangning looked at the man on the stage and spoke.

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"The third battle, Chu and Han won. In the next competition, Xia Xinchen will fight against Li Xiaofeng."

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"In the ninth game, Wu Tong won, and in the next game, Cao Jialiang will fight against Leng Hantian. Please enter the game, keep a distance, and be prepared for the battle." Pang He said loudly on the battle stage.

"Senior Brother Cao, come on. I have seen this man. He is good at using swords and is good at speed. He is a martial arts master at the eighth level of the transport realm. He has a talented magical power called Feng Shi. Feng Shi can not only swallow the void, but also destroy other people's attacks. He is a sensitive and aggressive opponent. Don't give the other party a chance to counterattack." Ren Yixun looked at the man on the stage, with a look of memories in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Ren, thank you. I will pay attention." Cao Jialiang smiled and then walked towards the battlefield.

After stepping into the battle stage, looking at Leng Hantian from afar, Cao Jialiang felt a sharp breath blowing towards him. When he opened his eyes, it made the other party look at each other. In the man's eyes, Cao Jialiang saw a burst of coldness. His whole body was as sharp as a sharp sword, and he felt a chill when he stood.

"Jingzhou City, Cao Jialiang. The eighth level of the transport realm." Cao Jialiang looked at the man with a solemn expression on his face.

"The Leng family in Songjiang is famous for Hantian." Leng Hantian looked at Cao Jialiang, with a hint of arrogance in his eyebrows, his slender body with a sharp aura, and his eyes were like swords, giving people a sharp sense of oppression.

Seeing that the two of them were ready, Pang He waved his hand and shouted, "Competition begins!"

With a command, Leng Hantian turned into a sharp sword and rushed towards Cao Jialiang. His speed was as fast as a surprise. Wherever he went, the terrible sound of breaking the wind sounded. The sword in his hand was even more sharp, flashing with a stunning ray of eyes under the sunlight, and the void was filled with a solemn sense of oppression.

"The third style of Feng Ling's sword technique, the sword is like a sharp geese." The long sword was raised, Leng Hantian was parallel to the sword, and pulled out a sharp sword light in the void and cut through the void, like a long geese escaping into the air, arousing thousands of sword lights, and rushed towards the man with the power of breaking the wind, with a cold look on his face.

Looking at the ten thousand sword lights piercing towards him, Cao Jialiang took out a thick black long stick from Qiankun bag. The stick was slender and two meters long, and it looked domineering when he held it. The moment he held it, a gaze lit up inside the stick, and it could be seen that the formation inscription in his body was opened and exerted its power.

"The sixth style of the Cao Family Stick Method, the stick hits the void." Cao Jialiang shouted, raised the long stick and swung it down suddenly. In an instant, a terrifying aura filled the void. And with the wave of the iron stick, the void seemed to be about to be broken. The sword light dissipated, leaving only a piercing figure, which was Leng Hantian.

Leng Hantian's eyes were slightly cold. He could not have imagined that his attack was defeated by the opponent's attack, which showed the strength of the man opposite. But he was still not afraid in his eyes. The long sword in his hand went down, and the tip of the sword came into contact with the ground at a distance, and the sword body was bent like a crescent moon bursting out with dazzling light.

The next second, he jumped up and stabbed at the man, saying, "The sixth style of Feng Ling's sword technique, the sword sounds in the sky."

The harsh sound of breaking the wind sounded in his ears, and then Leng Hantian appeared in front of Cao Jialiang with a long sword. The speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping, which shows how exquisite this sword was. But at this time, Cao Jialiang had no time to be amazed. He raised the black long stick and fought back.

After slapping the attack trajectory of Leng Hantian, the lower stick swept upwards, reaching Leng Hantian's abdomen. However, Leng Hantian's strength cannot be underestimated. He turned over and fell down. The sword light cut through the void, leaving a long blood mark on Cao Jialiang's arm.

"A large piece of sticks." Cao Jialiang did not feel panic because of his injury. He swung his long stick, and the next second it was like his extended arm, and made a fierce attack towards Leng Hantian. The attack could only passive defense and gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Chapter completed!