When Xu Xiuzhu heard the angry shout from behind, the speed of raising his legs did not slow down, but instead increased a few minutes.
There was a rumble, and he felt a chill on his back. He turned around and saw Wu Zhuan standing in front of him without knowing it, raising his sleeves.
Where Ling Wei's fist landed, there was a golden ripple on the bright yellow sleeve robe, and the power of the fist pouring like a rainbow turned like a mud cow entering the sea and dissipated without a trace.
"Why hasn't Wu Shangxian announced the verdict yet?" Ling Wei retracted his fingers and squeezed them loudly, questioningly.
Wu Zhuan still had that cold smile that was different from the world, and said softly: "Wu clearly saw the little tricks of the Ling family that are difficult to detect. The winner has been determined for a long time. If the Ling family doesn't recognize it, then I, Wu,
How dare I disturb your interest?"
When the secret was revealed, Ling Wei felt a little embarrassed, his old face turned red, and finally he had to beg for mercy: "Wu Shan Sheng Ming, we admit defeat, please Lord Wu announce the result as soon as possible and spare my child's life."
Wu Zhuan nodded and turned to look at Xu Xiuzhu. The latter understood and stopped kicking randomly. He threw Ling Xiu to Ling Wei, who was kicked until he foamed at the mouth.
"I declare the winner of this competition, Xu Xiuzhu!"
"Father...my..." Lingxiu felt the energy that Ling Wei brought to her, and gradually woke up. However, the unbearable pain in his lower body made him extremely painful and seemed a little weak.
Ling Wei's heart was broken when he looked at his son's bloody body. He lowered his head and looked into Xu Xiuzhu's eyes. He wanted to cut him into pieces. He comforted: "Don't be afraid, Xiu'er, your injuries are not serious."
It's a serious problem... As a father, I will definitely let the best doctor cure you..."
His eyes gradually became darker, as if he could see nothing except the boundless murderous intent.
Xu Xiuzhu's body in the ring, which was also covered with wounds, began to be covered with a layer of bright rays of light at some point. Purple energy circulated, and the wounds that were still bleeding seemed to have experienced the reversal of time, and soon recovered as before.
Already.
Xu Xiuzhu thanked Wu Zhui and walked down the ring. Yan Yingluo, who was crying in tears, immediately threw herself into his arms. He smelled the fragrance of the beauty's hair in his arms and was a little moved, but he still returned the time cicada in his hand first.
Gave it to Xia Ze.
"Good job!" Lu Yixiang took a sip of wine and said happily.
"Thanks to Brother Xia Ze for lending me the Time Cicada. Otherwise, with the way I fought just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to become a man even if I didn't die." Xu Xiuzhu scratched his head and laughed.
Xia Ze whistled and looked left and right.
Yan Yingluo was naturally overjoyed to see her sweetheart's triumphant return, but there was also a hint of sadness in the corners of her eyes.
Xu Xiuzhu was keenly aware of it. He smiled and touched the tip of the woman's nose with his finger, and then said with a smile: "Silly girl, when I used the time cicada to recover the injury, your cousin's injury also recovered. He is your cousin, too.
Grandma's grandson, no matter how much I hate him, I won't kill him."
Yan Yingluo blushed, holding his arm and saying nothing.
Xia Ze felt the warmth coming from the time cicada in his palm. After Xu Xiuzhu urged the time cicada to heal the injury, the crystal clear jade cicada had lost most of its spiritual energy and became a little dim.
It seems that Xun Yin still has some reservations. The Time Cicada must have secrets to replenish spiritual energy that he has not yet told him, and this seemingly heaven-defying magic weapon has a very critical flaw, that is, it can only store spiritual energy during the day.
At night, it is like a house with holes everywhere, with wind coming in and bamboo baskets fetching water.
Ling Wei took the lead to step into the ring. He raised his hand and the halberd came through the wind. With a bang, the halberd pierced the ground. He said coldly: "Master Wu, please start another competition as soon as possible. Ling
It’s already a little bit technical and unbearable.”
Wu Zhuan nodded: "Okay, since the Ling family leader can't wait to show off his skills, the next competition will be between Xia Ze and the Ling family leader. If either party admits defeat and falls to the ground, he will be the loser. Ling will be the loser.
If the head of the family fails to defeat Xia Ze within ten moves, Xia Ze will be declared the winner."
Xu Xiuzhu warned with some worry: "Brother, be careful."
Xia Ze smiled indifferently, his palms were like misty clouds, and after holding the sun together, he pressed down. He heard an explosion under his body, and took several steps in the air with his toes, and finally landed on the ring.
Ling Wei was a little surprised. This boy had a solid foundation in the three realms. Unexpectedly, the boy suddenly lowered his head and put on a flattering look.
He said with a smile on his face: "Master Ling, this time you and I are competing in a very different realm. I dared to challenge Master Ling before, all with the passion of a young man and a negligible sense of loyalty. Now I look up at Master Ling at a close distance and realize that I
The previous behavior was so stupid and ridiculous that I was so scared that I broke out in cold sweats. I hope the master of the Ling family will show mercy."
Ling Wei showed his clenched back molars, put on a forced smile, and said concisely: "Don't worry, sir, Ling has his own sense of proportion."
Show mercy? He now wants Wu Zhuan to announce that Xu Xiuzhu and Xia Ze will come together, so that he can have the opportunity to beat the guy who hurt his child to death. Therefore, in this competition, he may not beat him to death, but he will definitely
Let Xia Ze's life be worse than death.
He suddenly felt that the aloof Wu Zhui, the righteous god of the Five Mountains, was no longer so scary. He was a little afraid, but if a seventh-level martial artist could walk on this road step by step, how could he not use some shameful means?
"I announce that the competition has begun!" Wu Zhuan said loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an explosion in front of Xia Ze, and a moist cold wind came towards him.
Ling Wei held the halberd in his hand. On the dark halberd's face, a red light flashed away. The halberd danced wildly. A mass of dark water wrapped around the halberd's thorns. Accompanied by the sound of surging tides, it finally swept out.
At the critical moment, Xia Ze took a deep breath of martial arts energy, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and pressed against the sword surface with the other, standing on the stable Liangyi Zhuang.
The halberd danced with the tide and hit the Lihuo Sword heavily. It was instantly evaporated by the flames. At the same time, Xia Ze's feet were also sunk deeply into the ground by this terrifying weight.
Seeing that the attack was unsuccessful, Ling Wei held the tail of the halberd with his other hand, made a motion of carrying a pole, and quickly pointed at Xia Ze's chin.
Lightning flashed, and Xia Ze's hand that was close to the sword was wrapped in dazzling thunder and lightning, making a sizzling sound as he faced the fierce blow.
The tail of the halberd and the thunder in the palm, the tip of the needle facing the wheat awn, the mysterious water and the thunder light, you fight for it, not giving in to each other, and finally exploded suddenly.
The two of them took advantage of the situation and retreated. When Ling Wei was retreating, he was particularly unwilling to throw out a halberd, but Xia Ze dodged it with his body skills.
Xia Ze took five steps back, stabilized his figure, exhaled a breath of turbid Qi, and remained as still as a mountain.
Ling Wei, on the other hand, pushed back eight steps in a row, his frowning expression full of shock. Thunder in his palm? A thunder that shook the world, but a thunder in his palm that would be bold enough? This boy dared to face his seventh-level cultivation.
It seems that he is confident.
The next moment, the two of them tacitly threw away their weapons and took a step forward. A duel between pure warriors should be fist to fist.
The two people in two positions turned into two rays of light, fists facing each other in the center of the martial arts field.
Ling Wei shouted angrily, his fist filled with purple light, and punched Xia Ze in the abdomen, knocking him two feet away.
The thin figure flew out upside down, whirled twice in mid-air, landed firmly on the ground, and stepped on the ground to kill again.
A punch circulated his true energy and landed on his waist. Then he punched a cannon and exploded like thunder. In Ling Wei's surprised eyes, he hit him hard in the face, knocked him away, and finally smashed him against the wall.
Go up and smash that wall into pieces.
Wu Zhuan stood at the top with a smile on his face and raised two fingers, leaving Ling Wei with the chance to make eight moves.
In the burst of smoke, Ling Wei shook his head vigorously to avoid fainting from the dizziness caused by this terrifying blow.
"You are so proud of yourself in the Little Third Realm that you can compete with me in two moves without falling behind. But that's the end of it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the martial arts energy in this small world poured into Ling Wei's body's energy palace like a tide flowing backwards.
On the ring, Ling Wei suddenly attacked, leaving behind two afterimages every time he took a step, and then there was a thunderous explosion, but Xia Ze seemed to be stunned and motionless.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" There were three loud noises in a row. Ling Wei looked crazy. Every time he punched out, the bricks and tiles of the entire courtyard wall of Ling Mansion would tremble slightly in response. Everyone under the ring was frightened.
.
Xia Ze, who was motionless as a mountain, finally moved. He was hit by the terrifying fist of this seventh-level warrior and was knocked back repeatedly. His blue clothes were dripping with blood, as if they were covered with bright red flowers.
Yin Hong's blood wrapped around his fingertips and soon filled Ling Wei's body. He shouted angrily and punched without reservation. Even if Wu Zhuan wanted to help, it was too late.
What greeted Xia Ze was his head exploding like a watermelon.
The light in the entire courtyard seemed to be dim at this moment. The bloody aura engulfed the young man dangling in front of him, submerging him in the bloody mist.
"Kill! Kill!" someone shouted.
The crowd was talking a lot. Yan Yingluo was frightened by this horrific scene and clutched Xu Xiuzhu's sleeves tightly, while Xu Xiuzhu and Lu Yixiang looked calm and composed.
Ling Wei could no longer control his excitement and laughed wantonly, but after waiting for a long time, he still couldn't wait for Wu Zhuan's voice to announce the verdict. He raised his head, but was shocked to find that Wu Zhuan still had that unworldly look on his face.
A pyrotechnic smile and a slap in the face.
"This..." He turned his head suddenly, and the young man opposite wiped away the blood on his face, his expression as usual.
"Master Ling is indeed a martial artist of the Seventh Realm. Each of these moves makes a loud noise." Xia Ze grinned and gave a thumbs up.
"But when it comes to this fist intention, you are just like that, not even as good as me." Xia Ze shook his shoulders, and there was a crisp bone explosion like the sound of firecrackers, and then a powerful fist intention suddenly emitted.
In the martial arts arena, it was like a raging fire cooking soup, and it was indescribably stuffy.
Ling Wei's throat tightened, and he realized something was fishy, so he said harshly: "Oh? I really want to see it."