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One hundred and sixty first chapters rather than bend

Jinsha Prince Liu Shijian, who was sitting in the middle of the north stand, stared at the two people on the ring who were risking their lives, with a layer of mist rising in his eyes.

Beside him, Liu Rushi sighed: "General Pingnan's bravery is truly the best among the three armies."

What he said was extremely problematic. To praise Ji Pingnan in front of Wanqi Guanxi and veteran general Qin Shiyue was clearly a slap in the face of the latter two, but these two people were very restrained and did not show their displeasure.

However, these words attracted a few cold looks from the two disciples, Chang Pingjun and Fang Bujing.

Liu Shijian said in a voice that everyone could hear: "Brother, this is wrong. The four generals of Jinsha are all well-known heroes. Although their cultivation levels are different, they are all heroic men.

When it comes to ability, everyone has his or her own strengths. General Pingnan’s bravery, General Guanxi’s cunning, General Sidong’s courage, and General Qin’s tenacity form the backbone of our Jinsha. The little ones around here don’t dare to offend us.

Half a step, so that the people of Jinsha can enjoy peace."

Liu Rushi blushed, nodded repeatedly, and said: "What the elder brother is teaching me is to keep my mouth shut."

Qin Shiyue and Wan Qi Guanxi looked at each other, and they were both touched. It is said that a soldier dies for his confidant. Some people appreciate that he can die generously even with a sword. They are often misunderstood, even if they are well-dressed and well-fed.

torment.

On the ring, Ji Pingnan once again smoothed the armor torn apart by Wei Huang's claws. The armor on Nai's chest could not be restored. After many times of smoothing, it fell off again and again. He gritted his teeth and tore the entire breastplate open, revealing his strong chest.

The three blood marks on the chest muscles were torn out by Wei Huang's blow just now.

After all, the old lion was old and weak. He lay close to the ground and panted heavily. The blood-red claws of his hands fell on the ground and pierced deeply into the soil. The long chestnut hair on his head was trembling slightly, trying to adjust his breathing. Although

Although his body was exhausted, no one doubted that he would rise up in an instant and launch a desperate attack. In this earth-shattering battle, he had already gained the upper hand.

Ji Pingnan shouted loudly, his hair stood up, his clothes swelled, his body flew into the air, and with a wave of his hand, five bright silver darts pierced Wei Huang.[

The old lion opened his big mouth and let out a huge roar that resounded throughout the entire square. A stream of light yellow sound waves spurted out, and the five darts instantly broke into pieces.

He then kicked the ground with both hands and feet, crawled forward, and shot Ji Pingnan in the air like an arrow. Ji Pingnan casually threw out a magic weapon-level defensive magic shield. The shield was engraved with numerous fine patterns, and a

It doesn't look ordinary.

Weihuang raised his right hand, and a rainbow of light more than a foot long flashed on the red claws. With a loud "bang" sound, his right hand hit the magic shield, leaving three deep scratches on the shield.

He scratched it several times at an extremely fast speed until the shield completely shattered.

The halberd in Ji Pingnan's hand shimmered with a faint white light, and the rainbow of light extended three to four feet long. He gritted his teeth and swung the halberd towards Wei Huang, wishing he could smash the opponent into meat cakes.

Weihuang raised his right hand to block the ground cracking that day. Violent shock waves surged around. Dozens of Jinsha warriors had already been ready. They jumped in the air and formed seals with each other to form a stable barrier.

, to prevent these shock waves from harming the surrounding people.

At this moment, everyone in the stands stood up, and the cheers came and went like waves.

After Weihuang blocked Ji Pingnan's vigorous attack, he sneered: "Is this all your strength? It's really not enough."

Ji Pingnan wiped the sweat from his face and said with disdain: "You beast has no right to talk to me."

Weihuang was so angry that he raised the lion's claw in his left hand and hit Ji Pingnan's Tianling. Ji Pingnan barely balanced the halberd, and the lion's claw hit the halberd, sparks popped out, and a curved lightning flashed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, Ji Pingnan was hit by Wei Huang from mid-air to the ground.

The old lion raised his right paw again, with an overwhelming blow, and there was a loud "dang" sound. Ji Pingnan's hands trembled and he blocked the blow again.

Weihuang looked up to the sky and roared, and a huge brown lion appeared behind him. Under the blessing of the lion's shadow, the light rainbow on his claws could no longer distinguish the boundaries, and turned into two long knives like door panels. Weihuang's double knives

Two red rays of light shot out from his eyes, and he raised his hands and struck Ji Pingnan.

Two lion claws hit Ji Pingnan's halberd with huge pressure. His body was trembling, and his arms were like dead branches in the cold wind. Sweat soaked through his clothes, and his whole body felt like he was exhausted.

Even the most belated spectators can see Ji Pingnan's disadvantage. The battle between the human monks and the beast monks at the same level is inherently unfair. People sighed for Ji Pingnan, and many people began to worry about this person.

A tough guy.

Wei Huang frantically swung his claws at Ji Pingnan. The claws of light rained down on Ji Pingnan's halberd. Ji Pingnan's arms were shaking like chaff. The violent impact caused by him and Wei Huang

The land where the two of them were sitting sunk into a large pit, surrounded by layers of soil that spread out in a radial pattern.

On the north stand, Liu Rushi took his elder brother's arm and said anxiously: "General Pingnan may have made a mistake, so why don't we accept our defeat?" [

Liu Shijian glanced at Liu Rushi like a sword, making him tremble. He said slowly: "General Pingnan is taking the stage for Yinsha in this battle. From this point of view, we cannot make decisions for him. General Pingnan

He still has the ability to admit defeat, but he is unwilling to do so only for the sake of the lofty glory. The glory above the head of Jinsha's war cultivator cannot be trampled. From this perspective, we should not make decisions for him."

Liu Rushi opened and closed his lips a few times, and then said: "But, but he may die. You know that there has been a long-standing hatred between the Suanni tribe and Lantau Pass."

Liu Shijian shook his head and stopped talking. There are some things that it is better to remain silent than to speak out.

On the west stand, Gongsun Xing's face was as gloomy as water. He was not worried about Ji Pingnan, but thinking about his upcoming defeat.

"Admit defeat." Chen Xingzi suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"Master, he can still fight!" Gongsun Xing said reluctantly.

"The last line of defense in his cultivation method is to burn the essence and blood. At this moment, almost half of it has been burned. If he continues, he will not survive. You don't want to see Ji Pingnan lose the battle and die at the same time? Do you want to treat Yin like this?

Sand is no good at all. People will not hate the Lion Clan because the hatred between them is so deep, but they will remember you because you hesitated when you could save his life."

Chen Xingzi's words were like a sledgehammer, hitting Gongsun Xing in the heart. Although he was reluctant in every possible way, he had to do it. He waved a white cloth sail and threw it on the ring. At this moment, there were already many people in Lantau Pass.

Famous Jindan warriors were waiting for this moment around the ring. Feng Sheng was the first to jump onto the ring, followed by the climbing tiger and the descending tiger.

Feng Shengqing's sword rushed between Wei Huang and Ji Pingnan, and he managed to catch Wei Huang's mountain-shattering blow. His body trembled, his knees softened, and he fell to the ground, and the tiger's mouth collapsed. Facing the huge impact, even Lantau

Even the most powerful Qinglong was unable to withstand this blow.

The onlookers around him exclaimed and opened their eyes wide. Some people had already started to feel sad for Ji Pingnan.

Seeing that Wei Huang was about to hit him again, a flash of blue light flashed, and a big black hand appeared in front of Wei Huang's giant claw. The claw seemed to have encountered a lot of resistance. It was raised high but could not fall down.

The old lion opened his eyes and saw a flash of green shadows. There was another person between him and Ji Pingnan, and it was Chen Yunsheng.

There was tenacity in Chen Yunsheng's eyes, and his voice was thick as he said: "That's enough, they have already admitted defeat."

Wei Huang's expression was ferocious, but he returned to normal in just a moment. He sighed heavily and said: "Forget it, his life should not be cut off today. This is not the place to settle hatred in the first place."

Chen Yunsheng turned his head and saw the scene of Feng Sheng and a dozen Lantau Pass war cultivators carrying the dying Ji Pingnan back to the North Stand, and he felt a little sad in his heart. When he saw Ji Pingnan's eyes that were trying to open, Chen Yunsheng

The sadness in my heart is even stronger.

Is the hatred between people really so difficult to bridge?

He asked himself, the answer to this question had actually happened to him, and he understood how that kind of thing flowing in the blood could drive people crazy and drive them crazy.

Chen Yunsheng and Wei Huang returned to the East Stand. This was the only battle so far in which no one was happy after winning. Everyone was moved by Ji Pingnan's persistence just now. Even the two opposing sides are not fighting to the death every moment. This is

It's human nature.

After a long period of chaos, the young monk finally stepped onto the ring. At this moment, the ring had been torn into several pieces by the fierce fight between the two big monks. The young monk stood on a piece of flesh that seemed to be intact, but was full of cracks.

On the land, the results of the last battle were read loudly.

Longchuan ushered in its sixth victory, a very difficult sixth victory. Everyone had smiles on their faces, and there was only one game behind Yinsha. Some people began to cheer for Longchuan's counterattack, although

The number is not large, but the sound is not quiet.

Amid the cheers, Gongsun Xing gritted his teeth to show his anger. He pointed at the east stand and cursed silently. At this moment, even though he knew that the master was beside him, he could not suppress the anger in his heart.

No matter how lively the gathering is, there will be a time to break up, let alone an arena whose purpose is to win. The Mingyue Terrace has just dispersed today, and the competition will not start again until three days later. The unpopular Mingyue Terrace is like a puddle.

The extinguished fire had only sporadic light spots flickering. The spectators were sparsely distributed in every corner of the square platform. Some talked impassionedly about the various events in the arena, and some looked sadly at the money in their pockets.

As always, Chen Yunsheng held a banquet in the camp to celebrate his victory. Even though the process was full of ferocious fighting, the results were pleasing to the eye. Wei Huang and the demon cultivators of the Lion Clan drank heavily, ate meat, laughed happily, and

Crying, as if all the grievances I have suffered over the years were washed away in that enjoyable beating during the day.


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