Since one of the targets controlled by the scholar was killed, the remaining two evil winds moved faster and went straight to the red-haired man's chest and abdomen to grab them!
"Crooked way!" The red-haired man turned his hand and found two small nails glowing red. With a wave of his arm, he met the incoming zombies and pierced them between the eyebrows. Judging from his calm look, this move would definitely defeat them in one fell swoop. Scholar zombie attack.
The scholar's eyes showed a look of madness: "Blast it!" He shouted angrily and tore into pieces three pieces of Wood Thorn Technique talisman again. At the same time, he made seals with both hands. Only a deep purple sword light flew out from behind and floated slightly in the air. With one stroke, countless tangible sword energy rippled out, and a series of moves were directed at the red-haired man.
As early as the moment the nail was shot out, the red-haired man had anticipated the zombie's next move. A water waterfall talisman was torn into pieces, forming a sparkling water curtain in front, with two "bang bangs", The bloody gas splashed with fragments of flesh and blood, shattering the fragile water curtain, and most of the remaining energy from the self-explosion rushed towards the red-haired man again!
The power of two self-destructions at the tenth level of Qi Refining can be imagined.
As for the red-haired man, all he wanted was the buffering time that the water waterfall technique brought him.
At this moment, he knelt down on one knee and slapped the floor of the ring with his palms. Suddenly, hundreds of vines grew wildly and crisscrossed in front of him, forming a dense protective vine wall, which was bombarded by the incoming self-destruction power. Together!
"This person has great attainments in controlling the five elements of magic!"
Being an expert, Chen Mo's inner evaluation of the red-haired man under the ring improved a few points. If he were on stage, at most he would be slightly better than the scholar!
The vines were flying, and the residual power of the self-destruction finally subsided. The red-haired man seized the opportunity and advanced instead of retreating, attacking against the blood mist that had not dispersed. He whispered a spell in his mouth, and little yellow lights gathered, almost in an instant. The front was condensed into a small round shield with a metallic luster.
"Pa bang bang..."
A continuous stream of sharp wooden thorns pierced the small shield. The moment a crack occurred, the red-haired man would gather together again. In a moment, the wooden thorn spell arranged by the scholar would be exhausted.
"It's over!"
The red-haired man laughed wildly. Faced with the scholar's control of the sword energy flying in the sky, he used his magic weapon black knife for the first time. His movements were only simple chopping, chopping, and cutting. He marched as steadily as a mountain. As the distance shortened little by little, the scholar's His face is getting uglier and uglier. He is not good at close combat. There is only one word for the consequences of getting close to this terrifying monk!
"Wait...I give up, stop it!"
The scholar couldn't take the initiative to remove the sword energy, so that the red-haired man could chop off his head if he wasn't careful. He was only half a foot away from him at this moment, so he couldn't help shouting anxiously.
The red-haired man suddenly smiled evilly, and in a flash he was in front of the scholar. Without hesitation, he punched him in the lower abdomen!
"puff!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out involuntarily, and the scholar arched his waist like a ripe shrimp. This was not the end of it. The red-haired man grabbed his neck and threw it heavily to the ground, and broke his arms at the back of the joints, causing another The man screamed in pain, and finally kicked him hard in the chest. The scholar flew several feet away, lying on the ground like a dead dog, and his breathing became thin.
Not only Chen Mo, but everyone under the ring heard the sound of ribs breaking. Some weak female cultivators even quickly covered their eyes, afraid to see this cruel scene.
Not all the onlookers came here to compete. Some low-level monks who came here simply because they were tired of setting up stalls were shocked by the red-haired man as soon as they came to watch the battle.
"stop!"
The adjudicator in the audience arrived belatedly and said sternly and angrily: "No. 76! Why do you still do this when your opponents have already given up? Do you really think that the rules here are just for show?"
The red-haired man chuckled and said: "He said he would admit defeat, but his men still kept moving. Does this count as admitting defeat? I made a mistake in a legitimate fight. What's the point of this?!"
The scholar had already passed out. If he could hear the red-haired man's words, he would probably wake up angrily. How dare he withdraw? Who knows if this guy will kill someone on purpose, and end up with a manslaughter that he can’t stop, so who can he talk to to reason with him?
The red-haired man was speechless. The adjudicator was speechless for a moment. He wanted to report this matter to his superiors, who would make the decision. After giving the man a fierce look, he carried the unconscious scholar down. .
Normally, he would not have the guts to intimidate a twelfth-level Qi Refining monk, but now that he is backed by the Yan Kingdom and a gathering of casual cultivators, he has enough confidence. No matter how strong he is personally, he still dares to compete with Yan. Is the national work right?
After losing four monks at the eleventh level of Qi Refining in a row, Chen Mo had a vague feeling that if nothing else happened, this person would be the top winner of this casual cultivator conference before he even used his full strength.
If the black stone is not fused, and Chen Mo takes the stage to fight with the red-haired man, conservative estimates suggest that he only has about a 30% chance of winning.
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"The next match! Number 11200 vs. Number 9767! Come to ring number 54 to report!"
As soon as he left the red-haired man's ring, Chen Mo heard the information about his competition and hurried over. His opponent was a monk at the tenth level of Qi Refining. Chen Mo dealt with it casually and won without making his opponent too embarrassed.
In the next competition, Chen Mo was very lucky. He met three opponents who were all cultivators at the tenth level of Qi Refining, so he naturally won them all easily.
There were also several monks watching under his ring. Of course, the one who attracted the most attention was Lan Fuxiu. In order to study Chen Mo, he followed him and wanted to figure out what tricks he made when he made a move.
Unfortunately, his opponent was too weak and he was eliminated without even finding out Chen Mo's magic weapon. He was so angry that he wished he could take his own life and teach this ignorant boy a lesson.
"Fellow Daoist Lan, are all the noble disciples in the family of casual cultivators as petty as you?"
Chen Mo walked off the ring, and when he passed by Lan Fuxiu, he said lightly in a voice that only he could hear.
"Tonight's ferry boat has been temporarily cancelled."
Chen Mo's footsteps suddenly stopped and he looked at Lan Xiuxiu with a faint smile on his face.
"We'll see you outside the county in a few hours." Lan Fuxiu patted Chen Mo's shoulder and whispered in his ear. Fortunately, the content was not heard by others. Those who didn't know thought there was something special about the two of them. hobby.
Looking at Lan Fuxiu's retreating back, Chen Mo sighed inwardly, this troublesome guy really has a character that will retaliate against others. It seems that tonight's actions need to be more cautious.
"Next battle, No. 76 versus No. 120!"
When Chen Mo heard the call from the loudspeaker, he couldn't help but look at the arena where the red-haired man was standing. Chen Mo was also very familiar with the other person standing there. It was Gao Yuan, a member of the Qin country's casual cultivator family who signed up with him!
Around the arena, nearly a hundred Qi Refining monks were watching enthusiastically. No matter who wins, they will eliminate a strong opponent. This battle is in line with their expectations.
"Master Gao, I defeated this ruthless red-haired monk. I beat him until he vomited blood!"
"Come on, Mr. Gao!"
"No. 76 has hit the wall this time! Mr. Gao is a monk at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, and his level of cultivation is equal to his. How can we win this battle?"
While the two were communicating on the stage, the three people gathered in the distance were watching all this with cold eyes.
"What do you two think Gao Yuan has a chance of winning in this battle?"
The speaker was a woman wearing a black tight-fitting robe with an average appearance.
Long Xuehan shook his head: "It's hard to say, that vicious monk hasn't used much magic weapon until now, so it's hard to evaluate."
"Where did this person come from as a cultivator? Could he be a true disciple of some sect?" The sick young man interjected. He was the eldest grandson Xinling, the young master of a family of casual cultivators in Wei.
The robed woman said: "I don't rule out this possibility. I have a vague feeling that this person will be the biggest trouble for this casual cultivator conference!"
"Don't think so much, Zhao Linglong, let me confirm again. Don't forget the benefits you promised us."
"Don't worry." The woman said: "Our Zhao family has made arrangements for the finals. Fellow Daoist Long will deal with Lan Xiuxiu, Changsun Xinling, you will defeat Ji Ming, and finally I will win the first place. Those things are yours." "
The benefits mentioned by Zhao Linglong, even the two people in some cities, could not help but breathe slightly faster at this moment.
Long Xuehan was about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by a rapid blast of horns: "Next game, No. 261 vs. No. 11200! Come to Arena No. 3 to compete!"
"Haha, it's the last game. You two, just wait for the news about my promotion." Long Xuehan smiled, turned and left.
"Fellow Daoist Dragon, don't be careless. A red-haired demon has appeared this time, and there may be other surprises." Zhao Linglong said lightly.
"You're worrying too much." Long Xuehan said without looking back: "After this fight, I'll treat you to Zuixian Tower in the city tonight. I won't come back until I'm drunk!"
...
Chen Mo didn't know who it was at first, but when he saw the increasingly excited Lan Xiuxiu in the audience, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong. When his opponent walked out of the crowd, his heart dropped to the bottom.
"Long Xuehan..."
Chen Mo smiled bitterly to himself. He originally thought he was lucky to meet three people at the tenth level of Qi Refining, but it seemed that he was too naive. He had no hope of winning against Long Xuehan without revealing most of his strength.
Win or lose, this is the choice he is about to face.
The advantage of winning is that there is a high probability that you can advance to the top ten and obtain a destiny-defying pill.
The disadvantage is that he offended the Long family of Yan State, and at the same time exposed some of his strength to Lan Xiuxiu, and he had no chance of defeating the Fate-defying Pill in the arena competition.
Before the situation in Hengfu County became confusing, Chen Mo did not want to give up the fate-defying pill that he was about to obtain. After weighing the pros and cons, he made a decision after a moment of consideration.
"Brother, you can let me know when you're ready." Long Xuehan said. The tone showed an approachable attitude, which immediately aroused a good impression among the onlookers in the audience.
"After all, they are from a well-established family, so they are so polite!"
"Hey, Senior Brother Long is talking to you!"
"No. 11200 also has some strength... Alas, it's a pity that we met Fellow Daoist Dragon!"
Chen Mo ignored the comments from the people in the audience, made a gesture of invitation with his left hand, and lowered his attitude: "Please give me some advice, Fellow Taoist Long, come on."
"Clang!"
As the bell rang, the battle between the nameless cultivator and the genius of the family of rogue cultivators began in full swing!
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