The severe pain finally aroused his consciousness. Seeing Duanmuqi who had reached Duanmuqi less than five meters in front of him, Zhang Xunhua jumped back and once again distanced from Duanmuqi by more than ten meters. He was cautious and wary.

Duanmuqi was slightly stunned when he saw Zhang Xunhua breaking through the influence of his blood evil spirit. However, not only was he not afraid, but he showed a hint of excitement on his lips. According to Duanmuqi's personality, the stronger the opponent, the more interesting the battle will be.

Now the distance between the two is only a few meters later, and more than ten meters is not a distance for Duanmuqi. But now he is not in a hurry to take action, but is waiting quietly. His eyes are also staring at Zhang Xunhua and said lightly: "You are already good, but you are a little overestimating your ability!"

In the past ten years, Duanmuqi has been practicing with his master, but has focused on dealing with those who oppose the forces of the Duanmu family's Light Holy See. Over the past ten years, he has killed countless people and finally condensed this strong killing aura. The aura on his body is too terrible, even his master is sometimes a little shocked. His Majesty once personally commented that if Duanmuqi is given enough time to grow, he may achieve success in the future. In order to train Duanmuqi, Duanmuqi has participated in these years when dealing with opposition forces. The original black robe has been dyed blood red after countless bloody battles. He was also bleeding all the way, stepping on countless corpses, and activated his potential in the cruel battle of life and death, and finally reached the point today!

Zhang Xunhua, who had come to his senses, rushed rapidly in his body, and a layer of Dou Qi armor quickly condensed on the surface of his body. He held the sword in his hand tightly, staring at Duanmuqi who was motionless on the opposite side, and didn't even dare to blink.

Seeing that his opponent was ready, Duanmuqi was not vague, and the fighting spirit in his body also surged out.

The momentum of his body also rose rapidly, Dui Fan, Dui Fan's mid-stage, Dui Fan's late-stage, and early-stage ascension. It stopped rising until he reached the fifth level of the mid-stage ascension. Feeling the fighting spirit that Duanmuqi was several times stronger than himself, Zhang Xunhua swallowed hard. With such a big gap, this was simply a competition with no chance of winning.

Duanmuqi's eyes were like lightning, and of course he also noticed the change in Zhang Xunhua's expression and said softly: "It's already great that you can get rid of my blood evil spirit. You just abstain from the right, I don't want to hurt you."

This suggestion really made Zhang Xunhua excited, but he knew that he could not do this. As a monk, he could be defeated, but he must not be defeated without a fight. This would create a shadow in his heart and would be very unfavorable to her future cultivation. Therefore, Zhang Xunhua would not take the initiative to abstain. Although he knew that this was a competition without any chance of victory, he still firmly held the sword in his hand and prepared for the battle.

"Don't give up? Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Duanmuqi's mouth squirmed and made a few hoarse sounds.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xunhua's face became even more solemn. He gritted his steel teeth and said firmly: "Even if I do it, I'll try how strong the number one master of the Duanmu family is?"

Before the words were completely finished, Zhang Xunhua had already taken action. It was not that he was in a hurry to decide the outcome, but that he was afraid that under such terrifying pressure, he would involuntarily change his attention. Therefore, when he set off, he directly opened his horse with full power without any reservation, and shot at the fastest speed. With the increase in fighting spirit, the sharp weapon in his hand directly tore the air apart.

Looking at Zhang Xunhua's full-strength attack, Duanmuqi did not move, and even his eyes did not look at the person who was rushing towards him. However, just as the attack was about to resist his body, his body suddenly shook, and the shadow suddenly disappeared strangely.

As soon as the shot was gone, Zhang Xunhua immediately realized that it was not good. She dared not stay at all. She turned around and slashed the big sword in her hand towards the blank space behind her.

"clang!"

A blood-red sword suddenly appeared in the blank space behind him, hitting Li Lixunhua's sword heavily. Zhang Xunhua's sword suddenly broke into two pieces. Seeing that his steel sword was so easily broken into two pieces, Zhang Xunhua was shocked and ignored the broken half-sword. He stepped on the ground with a sudden step, and his body quickly retreated backwards.

Duanmuqi, who has been fighting among dead people for more than ten years, has such rich experience in combat. Now that he has the upper hand, how could he easily give up an excellent opportunity to defeat his opponent? He glanced at the direction where Zhang Xunhua retreated, and the big sword in Duanmuqi turned violently, drew an arc, and stabbed Zhang Xunhua's chest.

Under the crisis, Zhang Xunhua hurriedly danced half of the sword in his hand and met. The two swords touched each other. Duanmuqi seemed to wave it casually, but the force contained on the blood-red sword was extremely powerful. He easily slapped half of the sword in Zhang Xunhua's hand out of his hand. Although Zhang Xunhua tried his best to hold it, he not only failed, but was shocked by the huge force from the sword, and the tiger's mouth ruptured and blood flowed.

The big sword fell, and Zhang Xunhua's face was even more surprised. She knew that she was definitely not Duanmuqi's opponent, and her feet moved rapidly and retreated to the distance. However, just after he had just stepped out of ten steps, he suddenly felt the bloody aura coming from behind. The blood-red big sword had already slashed at him from behind. The big sword was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the big sword had reached his back. Even through his clothes, he could sense the cold and cold air coming from the edge of the sharp sword on the big sword, which made Zhang Xunhua's body stiff in an instant.

However, Zhang Xunhua was able to represent him in this alliance meeting, after all, it would be fine. A second before the sword was about to slash his body, his body suddenly fell down, and the blood-colored sword directly wiped his back and brushed his clothes. Zhang Xunhua felt a slight pain behind her, probably because she could not dodge as much as she was scratched by the strong wind carried on Duanmuqi's sword.

Now, let alone just a little scratch, even if the big sword was slashed behind his back, Zhang Xunhua still dared not stop. During the battle just now, Zhang Xunhua inadvertently glanced at Duanmuqi's eyes, and it was full of blood red, very strange, and looked like he was going crazy. Moreover, after his eyes were filled with blood red, his speed suddenly doubled, and all the moves were killer moves, and all the moves were fatal. At this time, the stage was not like a competition, but a desperate fight.

Moreover, Zhang Xunhua sensed the extremely strong murderous aura on Duanmuqi's body. He just dodged the sword that was slashed behind him. Zhang Xunhua dared not slacken in his posture. He stood up with a carp and then accelerated and retreated to the distance again. However, the moment he stood up, a blood-red sword in the area where he was lying down was slashed down. The originally very flat competition platform suddenly appeared. The gravel shattered stones shot out everywhere, making the audience who could not dodge dirty.

The clothes were dirty, and the audience in the audience were of course unhappy, but at this time no one dared to stand up to express their dissatisfaction. The bloody aura on Duanmuqi completely shocked them, and no one dared to stand up!

At this time, Du Yun focused his attention on the stage, and he did not notice the stone chips coming from everywhere. Just as the stone chips reached half a meter in front of him, the purple rock divine fire in his body automatically spread out, and the stone chips were burned into ashes. But now Du Yun was surprised that Du Muqi's strength was so strong that Zhang Xunhua, who had reached the third level of immortality, was defeated in just two rounds. This result not only shocked Du Yun, but also made the audience's mouth wide open. Originally, Du Muqi's strength just now showed was obvious to all, so naturally not many people had any extravagant expectations for Zhang Xunhua to defeat him, but they did not expect that after only two rounds, Zhang Xunhua was forced to be so embarrassed.

"So fast!" Looking at Duanmuqi holding a blood-colored sword in the field, the handsome young man Zhang Liangquan frowned and murmured: Although the second brother is standing on the stage now, if he replaces himself, it may still be the same. The result is, but it may last longer, but there is absolutely no expectation to win.

At this time, Zhang Xunhua's form on the stage was even more dangerous. The sword was broken and there were no weapons in his hand. Facing Duanmuqi's aggressive push, he could only retreat step by step. However, Duanmuqi's speed was too fast, so he could not dodge at all. Now he had suffered several sword injuries on his body.

Seeing the second brother in crisis, Zhang Liangquan shouted loudly: "Second brother, you are not his opponent. Don't insist on it anymore and just admit defeat."

Zhang Xunhua felt bitter when she heard his younger brother's call. It was not that he didn't want to admit defeat, but that he was forced by murderous aura and could not speak at all, otherwise he would have died under Duanmuqi's sword. After waiting for a while, Zhang Liangquan finally realized something was wrong. His second brother obviously heard his reminder, and there was no need to persist now, but he did not admit defeat, and there must be problems.

"Why?" Zhang Liangquan stared at his second brother directly, and his mind was turning quickly. Suddenly, a terrible thought rushed into his consciousness. "My second brother didn't lose his words, but couldn't speak at all." Thinking of this terrible result, he could no longer calm down. He didn't care about explaining to the head of the family, so he rushed out of his seat and quickly ran to the competition platform.

At this time, Zhang Xunhua was on the verge of despair on the competition platform. He was forced to a corner of the competition platform by Duanmuqi. At this time, he could not retreat. Seeing the blood-colored sword slashed by Duanmuqi, Zhang Xunhua had to say bitterly in his heart: "My life is over."
Chapter completed!