Chen Wanjun stood there with a hard face as hard as iron. His expression was like a stone Buddha statue, which remained unchanged for thousands of years. The hot air around him seemed to have no effect on him at all.

Zhao Hai was standing opposite him at this time, and Zhao Hai was still dressed in a death knight. He sat on Tiehu's back, raised his armor and looked at Chen Wanjun with his eyes fixedly.

Chen Wanjun has not spoken, as if language is unnecessary to him, so he rarely speaks, and Zhao Hai did not speak today. He just looked at Chen Wanjun with a steady attitude.

The two of them stared at each other so big. This situation made those who watched the game funny, but no one could laugh because many of them knew Chen Wanjun's strength, and Zhao Hai's strength also knew a little. Although they thought Chen Wanjun had a big victory, they also believed that Zhao Hai did not have the strength to fight back at all. This battle was destined to be a fight.

There are quite a few people who are watching the two of them today, and most of them are people with identities. The place where they watched the two fights was not on the ground, and few of them floated in the air. Almost all of the people who came to watch the battle this time were standing on the magic weapon.

Most of the great magic weapons were brought by themselves, and some of them did not have great magic weapons were also arranged by the life and death raid on the great magic weapons of familiar monks. Because Lieyang Star is too hot, it will be more comfortable on the great magic weapons. Laura and the others are now on the great magic weapons, but this time the magic weapons they took out were not the Pluto, but the eight-horse green jade chariot.

The Eight-Horse Green Jade Chariot is not big. In such a place where magical weapons are everywhere, the Eight-Horse Green Jade Chariot seems too small. From time to time, people will notice the Eight-Horse Green Jade Chariot.

Old Tang stood on a great magic weapon in the life and death striking, looked at the two below, calculated the time, and said in a deep voice: "Time is up, start." This time, Zhao Hai competed with Chen Wanjun, and there was no host. After Zhao Hai asked, he realized that when the Vajra Realm cultivators competed, they were no longer arranged for hosts.

With the help of Mr. Tang, Zhao Hai put down his face armor immediately, then the King of Power bow was in his hand and shot Chen Wanjun with an arrow.

Chen Wanjun was also in his hand and blocked Zhao Hai's arrow with one sword, but Zhao Hai did not stop and still shot Chen Wanjun one by one. Chen Wanjun did not move. He stood there wielded his sword and blocked the arrows that Zhao Hai shot. With the two of them, dozens of arrows passed.

To be honest, those monks are really not optimistic about this kind of fighting style. They are too boring. Moreover, in their opinion, it is impossible for the two of them to get any result in such a battle in a short period of time.

After Zhao Hai shot fifty arrows, he put away the Liwang bow. He had long known that Liwang bow could not have any use for Chen Wanjun. The reason why he used the Power King bow to attack Chen Wanjun was actually to grind the time and see what kind of reaction Chen Wanjun would have. If Chen Wanjun couldn't hold back, this battle would be easy to fight.

However, Zhao Hai also knew that this was almost impossible. Chen Wanjun is really too stable. Zhao Hai looked at his battle projection dozens of times. This guy was not as stable as a person. He was like a machine, a machine that was calculating all the time, which was stable and troublesome.

Zhao Hai pulled out the Blue Dragon Golden Tongue Spear, then the Iron Tiger roared to the sky and rushed towards Chen Wanjun. The spear in Zhao Hai's hand stabbed towards Chen Wanjun like a dragon with a provocative spear.

Chen Wanjun still stood there in a steady state. With a wave of the big sword in his hand, he fired Zhao Hai's shot. When Zhao Hai's gun collided with the sword, he felt a huge force coming from the big sword. The power was so strong that it was even more powerful than the power of the Giant Ape Clan.

Zhao Hai tried Chen Wanjun's power and stopped holding on. The blue dragon golden tongue spear in his hand dispersed and fought with Chen Wanjun. Chen Wanjun's moves went back and forth in just a few moves, but Zhao Hai was different. Zhao Hai's gun skills were ever-changing, and each move was varied, virtual and real, making you not know that move was virtual and real, and the guns were very beautiful.

But almost everyone knows that this beautiful gun flower is the most deadly. If it is stabbed by this gun flower, it will be killed or injured.

The matchup of one in one simplified is really good, and what surprised those people even more was Zhao Hai's strength. Zhao Hai's strength is really too strong. Those who watched the battle knew about Chen Wanjun's strength. Although Chen Wanjun is still a cultivator in the Vajra realm, everyone thinks that his strength is enough to be compared with any cultivator in the Concentration Stage.

However, Zhao Hai can compete with him, which is enough to show his strength. Previously, Zhao Hai defeated Ape King Kong was just a person with a temporary luck, and now he has nothing to say.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already fought for more than a hundred moves, but they still had no choice but to win. Chen Wanjun still blocked Zhao Hai's attack with one move after another, while Zhao Hai's moves were slowly changing, and his moves became simpler and simpler.

Another hundred moves passed, but the two still did not decide the outcome. This was really beyond the expectations of the cultivators. Chen Wanjun was the best at fighting for a long time. They knew this, but they did not expect that after more than two hundred moves, Chen Wanjun still had no choice but to Zhao Hai, which made them look higher in Zhao Hai's strength.

The most important thing is that Zhao Hai's gun moves have changed now. His gun moves have become easier and easier, but their power is getting bigger and bigger. In the battle with Chen Wanjun, he has gradually become the upper hand.

Chen Wanjun was still expressionless, but there was a look of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that Zhao Hai's strength would be so strong that he could slowly gain the upper hand in the battle with him. This was beyond his expectations.

The most important thing is that Chen Wanjun found that the power of Zhao Hai's gun was getting stronger and stronger. Before, Zhao Hai's gun was still on a light and agile road. Although the gun flowers were very beautiful, Chen Wanjun had dealt with such enemies and did not pose any threat to him at all. But now Zhao Hai's gun moves have become very domineering and unreasonable. Each move is extremely powerful, and every move is straightforward, but it has to deal with it carefully.

After five hundred moves, their moves became slower and slower, but each move carried huge spiritual fluctuations. The violent fluctuations of the spiritual energy had caused changes in the spiritual energy around the world. The spiritual energy released by them was driven into spiritual cyclones one by one by one by one. The power of the cyclone was also getting stronger and stronger. At the beginning, there was only one cyclone, and it was just a small cyclone. But now the number of these cyclones has exceeded five, and each cyclone has turned into a tornado, enough to fly sand and stones.

The great magic weapons in the sky had retreated far away and watched the two fighting in the field. Zhao Hai and Shen Wanjun seemed to have no feeling, and they were still attacking each move. Their expressions were very focused, as if they would not pay attention to anything other than them.

In fact, the two of them were always paying attention to finding each other's flaws, but they found that the other party would not reveal any flaws at all and were very tightly guarded.

Six hundred moves passed, but the two still did not reveal any flaws, but the whirlwind around them became even bigger, and it even affected their moves.

Seven hundred moves have passed, and the two of them can only use three points of their strength to the other party, while the remaining seven points of strength is used to deal with the whirlwind around them. Those who came to watch the game can no longer see the two of them.

Eight hundred moves passed, and Chen Wanjun's breath became a little heavy. He now had to use nine points of strength to deal with the whirlwinds, but could only use one point of strength to deal with Zhao Hai. Zhao Hai was always paying attention to Chen Wanjun's changes. When he saw Chen Wanjun like this, he knew that the opportunity had come. When he thought of this, his hands couldn't help but tighten.

Chen Wanjun felt that Zhao Hai's offensive had strengthened, and his face finally changed a little, and a trace of confusion and solemnity flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that under this situation, Zhao Hai had a way to strengthen the attack. At this moment, suddenly Zhao Hai's move was quick, and Chen Wanjun could not make any moves and was stabbed in the chest by Zhao Hai. As soon as the gun was stabbed into his chest, Chen Wanjun felt several extremely sharp spiritual energy rushing into his body. Just when he wanted to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body to resist, a sudden feeling of despair suddenly emerged from his body. Chen Wanjun immediately felt that the vitality in his body was slowly disappearing.

Chen Wanjun was shocked, but it was too late for him to react now. He stared at Zhao Hai with his eyes tightly, used up his last trace of spiritual energy, and slashed towards Zhao Hai with a sword.

Zhao Hai raised his hand and grabbed his giant sword with one hand. He looked at him coldly. Chen Wanjun looked at Zhao Hai's appearance, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "It's not unfair to die in your hands." After that, he closed his eyes and his vitality was completely cut off.

Zhao Hai looked at Chen Wanjun's body and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he glanced at the whirlwinds around him, and let out a long roar. A few spiritual energy waved his hand and shot straight into the whirlwinds around him. The whirlwinds slowly calmed down.

After the whirlwind around calmed down, Zhao Hai pulled back his spear, and those who were watching the battle also saw Zhao Hai standing there, while Chen Wanjun had already fallen to the ground and died.

Zhao Hai glanced at the great magic weapons, waved his hand and took Chen Wanjun's body into the space. Then he moved his body and flew into the air, landed on the Eight-Horse Jade Chariot, and then retreated from the Death Knight suit.

At this time, Old Tang's voice came, "This battle will be won." Zhao Hai clasped his fists in Old Tang's direction, then moved his body and entered the eight-horse jade chariot. Eight bronze horses flew over with four hooves and ran away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the monks who came to see this competition started to make a noise. The battle between Zhao Hai and Chen Wanjun was really exciting. The two had been fighting for too long. The battle was decided in the next nine hundred rounds. What was most incredible was that Zhao Hai was the one who won the final victory. You know, no one was optimistic about Zhao Hai before, but now Zhao Hai won, which was really beyond everyone's expectations.
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