Seeing that the huge golden ax was held up by Lu Xiaotian's Fang Tian painted halberd, it was difficult to make any progress. The onlookers around him burst into an uproar, especially those who had bet on Lu Xiaotian, and they were so excited that they kept shouting loudly. They all cheered for Lu Xiaotian.
"Damn, that's really exciting. This King Lu Dan looks so handsome, but he is a real man when he fights." Several gamblers watching the battle clenched their fists and said.
"What a tyrannical power of blood." Han Lei secretly cursed Wu Jihai and others. It was only the first time they fought, and he felt that the concentration of the other party's power of blood was definitely not inferior to that of a late-stage god-transformation monk like himself. Where is the physical cultivation in the middle stage of spiritual transformation?
I'm afraid I won't get any benefits if I go straight to the point. As soon as they fought, Han Lei felt the unfathomable depth of the second-grade Alchemy King in front of him, and he reached out and pointed forward. The huge golden ax disappeared into the void and turned into shadows of axes, rushing towards Lu Xiaotian like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. All that could be seen were the flying golden axes, and Lu Xiaotian's figure was completely submerged in them.
The sharp energy emitted from the golden ax was enough to crack rocks and open mountains. Under such a turbulent attack, the surrounding wood rippled like ripples on the water's surface.
Under the heavy shadow, no one could even see what Lu Xiaotian was doing inside. Zhu Jinfu was also secretly frightened. He just glanced at Yu Zimo and the others. Although he was surprised at Han Biao's strength, he was not too worried. Zhu Jinfu's heart fell back into his stomach.
"Cloud shadow sulfur gold sand!" After being unable to attack for a long time, Han Lei snorted coldly, holding a treasure gourd in his left hand. In the treasure gourd, a large amount of golden sand was shadowy, like a floating golden cloud floating towards Lu Xiaozai, but In this golden cloud, there was a sonorous sound like a golden sword and an iron horse.
The golden realm of Sujin Killing almost enveloped the entire arena, and the surrounding golden spiritual power surged toward the arena. Han Lei's momentum is rising steadily.
The fine gold sand simply gives people a terrifying feeling of being defenseless.
It's just that this seemingly violent and all-pervasive attack didn't work as expected. Instead, the roaring golden sand and the fiercely attacking ax shadows on both sides were gradually pushed away.
"What happened?" The people around the arena suddenly widened their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them.
At the center of the attack, a blood-colored light ball gradually enlarged. Inside the blood-colored light ball, there was a figure with silver hair in green clothes. Fang Tian's swing of the painted halberd caused the force of blood to surge out, forming a huge blood-colored ball that continued to expand outwards.
No matter how violent the cloud shadow, sulfur gold sand and the golden ax were, they were still unable to break into the bloody ball.
"Sulfur-gold thorns!" Han Lei shouted in a low voice, and with a move of the treasure gourd, the sulfur-golden sands that shot out like raindrops in the air immediately gathered together, forming a series of spikes that pierced the bloody ball.
After the cloud shadow sulfur gold sand formed spikes, its attack power was great, but it also failed to penetrate into the blood-colored light ball. On the contrary, this bloody ball of light is still growing at a fixed speed, excluding all his methods.
Han Lei's expression changed. If he couldn't break the bloody ball of light, the opponent's bloody domain would soon completely cover the surrounding golden spiritual power. It can't even hurt the opponent at all.
Han Lei stretched out his hand and moved forward, and the cloud-shadow sulfur-gold thorns and golden axes scattered in all directions, and a golden thunder and lightning shot towards Lu Xiaotian in his hand.
Even Lu Xiaotian didn't have much time to react before the golden beads exploded.
"Jin Gang Thunder Technique!" The dazzling golden light stung thousands of spectators who were shocked and turned their heads away.
Boom, the blood ball that was as solid as a rock before was finally blown open by the violent explosion. After Han Lei released this golden thunder and lightning, his face became much pale, and he obviously consumed a lot of energy. He gasped several times and shouted sharply before retreating and striking with the Yaojin Ax again. And the few golden thorns didn't hesitate at all, stabbing Lu Xiaotian's major vital points.
There was just a buzzing sound, and the Fangtian Painted Halberd in Lu Xiaotian's hand suddenly seemed to be alive. The sky flickered, and the power of the blood-soaring force pressed down like the sky's dome, surrounded by golden axes and golden thorns. But when Fang Tian's painted halberd was deployed, a majestic wild atmosphere swept away, and the golden thorns and golden axes were bounced away one after another. The dome of the sky formed by the convergence of blood gang power and Fang Tian's painted halberd came crushing with a desolate and barbaric aura. Directly knocking Han Lei down in mid-air.
Han Lei was immediately frightened. He crossed his arms and moved forward. A golden bowl appeared, blocking the falling giant halberd.
With a bang, Han Lei screamed, and the golden bowl fell from the air. Before he could hit the ground, a halberd struck him, and with a chirp, Han Lei's thin body was cut into two halves. The corpse fell to the ground, and the people watching the battle were stunned for a moment, and then sighed and deafened cheers echoed around.
"Ho ho ho..." I saw the slim silver-haired man in the arena, Fang Tian, pointing his slender and graceful halberd in the air, and the atmosphere around him was once again pushed to its peak.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
"Haha... As expected of Brother Lu, his combat power is so strong. No wonder you earned so much during your last trip to Yao Kun." Zhu Jinfu deducted the commission from Hualin Arena from his account this time. The income of more than 9,000 low-grade spiritual crystals can be said to be a huge profit compared to the small work in the past. No one can be rich without windfall, and this is the current situation. Zhou Yu and Cui Liu were laughing from ear to ear.
"Bang!" When Zhu Jinfu and others were in high spirits, Wu Jihai slapped the wooden table next to him heavily. His face was as gloomy as water, "In just two battles, our Hualin Arena has lost nearly 70,000 low-grade spiritual crystals. And Lu Xiaotian wants to fight for the third ring now, so call all the ring masters of more than ten rings over. Take a look. What do they have to say?”
"In addition, let the leaders of the Hua family, as well as my Wu family, Blackstone Palace, and Yangming Sect contact the heads of Yuefeng Danfang, Zhu Family, and Yu Family as soon as possible. Let their juniors not come into this troubled water."
Thinking of Lu Xiaotian, Zhu Jinfu and his team, plus the low-grade spiritual crystals they won just now, if they make all-out bets like before next time, the bets placed by these six people alone will reach an astonishing hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual crystals. crystal. Thinking about Wu Jihai, he felt a chill on his back.
Bang, at this moment, the door of the conference room was pushed open with great force. A tall woman wearing a red cloak rushed in directly. The purple whip in his hand pointed at Hua Yifeng and said, "Hua Yifeng, what a good thing you did. You were not clean outside. If you caused trouble, you would take it to Hualin Arena. Although your Hua family has the largest share, you can't do it." You can’t be so irresponsible and blame the whole family on us.”
