....
At the same time, the fierce battle between Fei Ren and Sun Xingtai continued.
"Thunderstorm!"
With an angry shout, Sun Xingtai also waved his hand and blasted out the golden magic ball condensed in his palm. The golden magic ball flew out like a sharp sword unsheathed, and instantly attacked Fei Ren on the opposite side. Yuanli swept and wreaked havoc, bringing up There were bursts of harsh and violent sounds, like thunder falling from the sky.
"Quasi third-grade martial arts?"
Facing Sun Xingtai's offensive, Fei Ren also had a stern look on his face.
This golden ball is filled with violent energy and thunderous fluctuations. It is so terrifying that even the solid granite on the ground is shattered. It has obviously reached the level of quasi-third-grade martial arts.
"Then let's fight!" Seeing that the opponent was not sparing any strength, Fei Ren roared and also unleashed all his energy. Then he drew out the demon-slaying knife from behind and faced him head-on.
"Clang! Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The sharp blade slashed hard on the golden magic ball, and the energy was mixed with the sword energy. Two different forces were tearing and devouring it. Finally, it couldn't bear it anymore, and it exploded completely, making a series of explosions and roars, as if the end was coming. to.
"Whoosh!" Dust suddenly rose up from the arena. After a few breaths, a gray figure emerged from it, and then slowly rolled down to a corner of the ground, revealing a delicate face. It was Fei Ren.
"The fourth level of the Zhonghe Realm is indeed difficult to deal with. My cultivation level is still too low. If I break through the second level of the Zhonghe Realm, even if I don't use the Snow-Taking Wuhen and Wuyue King Capturing Palms, I can only rely on fists and kicks and Baidu." Even snake hands can kill him..."
Although there were no major injuries on his body, Fei Ren had consumed a lot of energy and immediately let out a heavy breath.
After all, it is a cross-level challenge, and Sun Xingtai is different from his previous opponents in the Silver Arena. Not only does he have the fourth level of Zhonghe Realm, but his own strength is also not low, comparable to the fifth level of Zhonghe Realm warriors.
"Uh-huh!"
Just after Fei Ren escaped, Sun Xingtai's figure also appeared in the next moment. He was also not optimistic at this moment. His energy was ups and downs, and he seemed to have consumed a lot in the previous duel.
"What kind of freak is this guy? His Yuan Power has no tendency to weaken at all..."
Suppressing the sweet feeling in his throat, Sun Xingtai looked ugly. He had used all his strength, but he still couldn't defeat Fei Ren. Instead, more than half of his own energy was consumed, and his momentum began to gradually decline.
Fei Ren's Yuanli cultivation is far weaker than him, but the Yuanli in his body is like a bottomless pit, and it has no tendency to weaken no matter how much it is consumed. Instead, he frequently uses Sun Xingtai, who is a quasi-third-level martial artist, and now there is no trace of Yuanli left.
"This can't go on like this, we have to win with one blow!"
A trace of fierceness flashed across his face, and Sun Xingtai rushed out again. At the same time, a larger golden ball condensed in his palm, which was far more powerful than before. He seemed to have used a desperate posture.
"Thunderstorm!"
"There is no trace in the snow! The five mountains capture the king's palm!"
With an angry shout, Fei Ren stepped heavily on the ground with the sole of his foot, and instantly used the Snow-Treading Traceless Movement Technique to avoid most of the impact of the golden ball. At the same time, Fei Ren transformed into a palm in the air and blasted out a huge brown-yellow palm force. In the center of the palm's strength, the phantoms of the Five Mountains appear, with a powerful momentum like a rainbow.
"What?!"
Seeing Fei Ren instantly using his body skills to dodge the attack of the golden ball like a ghost, Sun Xingtai also looked horrified and shocked.
"Defeat!"
"Boom! Boom boom!"
In an instant, the huge palm force broke through Sun Xingtai's body-protecting energy, and then hit Sun Xingtai's body hard, knocking him away in one fell swoop, and the whole person fell outside the ring like a kite with a broken string.
"Pfft..." His face turned pale, and Sun Xingtai spit out a mouthful of blood. The next moment, his breath became extremely weak. He lay on the spot unable to move, and there was air coming in and out of his nostrils, as if he was on the verge of death.
"died....?"
On the side, the young man in gray clothes was already stunned, his eyes were shocked, as if he had not recovered from the battle just now.
"I'm not dead, I'm still breathing... I won this battle..."
Fei Ren's panting voice came to his ears, and he seemed to be a little weak. The next moment, Fei Ren also jumped off the ring, and then took out an endless life elixir from the spiritual ring and swallowed it. At the same time, he secretly ran the Xuanwu Sutra of Immortality and recovered. One's own strength and injuries.
"Golden Arena, Fei Ren, ten consecutive victories!"
After a little restraining his shocked expression, the young man in gray quickly announced the outcome of the competition. At the same time, the fiery atmosphere of the entire Qingyang Arena was completely ignited. Everything came from this fierce battle between Fei Ren and Sun Xingtai.
This battle with Sun Xingtai consumed a lot of Fei Ren's energy, and he has already won ten consecutive victories. There is no need to continue to show off his strength. The next opponent will only get stronger and stronger, and losing is not worth it.
"The power of Wuyue's Capturing King's Palm is really amazing, but it's just the entry level. I almost killed this guy with one palm..."
Glancing at Sun Xingtai who was being carried away on the ground, Fei Ren breathed out a sigh of relief and smiled.
"Your Excellency, these are the 10,000 low-grade Yuan Stones you deserve."
After leaving the arena ring, a young man in gray clothes hurriedly ran over not far away, and then presented him with a low-level spiritual ring. It was the reward Fei Ren received from this competition, which contained no more than 10,000 yuan. A low-quality primeval stone.
"Please come with me to Baibao Pavilion."
In addition to the elemental stone reward, consecutive winners can also choose an additional treasure in the Baibao Pavilion of Qingyang Arena. This has always been a rule. Fei Ren naturally knows it, and even instructs the young man in gray to lead the way. .
.....
At the same time, a fierce battle was going on on the other side of the arena. Both sides were fierce. One of them was a black-faced young man, but he was dressed strangely, with arms as long as apes, and silver bones hanging from his earlobes. The jewelry is clearly not from the Chu Dynasty.
"Ahhhhh...!"
I saw the black-faced young man suddenly roared and beat his chest violently. The next moment, his whole body was shaken. His Yuanli cultivation level unexpectedly increased to the fifth level of the Zhonghe Realm. At the same time, a fierce light flashed across his eyes, revealing his murderous intent.
"not good!"
The man fighting against the black-faced young man was a burly man with a beard. The man with a beard was naked and his arms were wrapped with the same rolling energy. He was obviously very strong and possessed the fourth level of Zhonghe Realm.
"die...!"
An indistinct roar burst out from his mouth, and the black-faced young man instantly broke through the beard's defense and rushed in front of him. The next moment, with great force in his palms, he suddenly grabbed the beard's neck and lifted him up in one fell swoop. into the air.
"Um...you!"
Being grabbed by the neck, the bearded man's face turned red. However, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free. The black-faced young man's strength increased several times for some reason, and he was no match for him at all.
"This guy, Tu Gu Gu, is really a pervert. No wonder the master of the sect values him so much..."
Outside the arena, Yan Hong's expression changed slightly, and then he showed a trace of unnaturalness. Although he was the helmsman of the Blood Knife Sect, his strength was far from that of the black-faced young man on the field. The opponent came from the southwestern barbarians, regardless of Yuanli. His physique is far beyond that of ordinary people.
"Who the hell are you?!"
Perhaps he was on the verge of death, but the bearded man was also filled with fear and could no longer resist.
"Protruding...unruly...bone...!"
The black-faced young man said sternly, as if he was not familiar with the official language of the Chu Dynasty, and his tone was intermittent, but the evil spirit in his eyes did not diminish at all.
.....
"kill him!"
"You Nanman boy, do it quickly!"
"Kill him and you win. What are you waiting for!"
Outside the arena, there was a roar of mountains and tsunamis. Among them were some excited spectators with crazy faces, as if they were watching an exciting hunt. There was no human hypocrisy here, only the pure law of the jungle.
"Ula!"
With a loud roar, under the stimulation of the fiery atmosphere, the violent beastly nature of the protruding bones completely exploded. The huge palm instantly crushed the head of the bearded man. In an instant, blood and flesh were scattered, red and white things were scattered, and the entire granite ground was covered. There was a pool of blood all over it, and the scene was very horrifying.
