The spirit warriors around the battlefield were all astonished.
How could they expect that the barrier of the martial arts field was shattered like this? Each one of them was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground by the air wave.
Even those seeds of genius cannot bear it.
"careful!"
"Defend quickly!"
Various noisy shouts rang out from the panicked crowd.
Jian Youlan also joined forces to release an air shield to resist the incoming impact.
Everyone joined forces, the aura was thick and powerful, like a tortoise shell covering the body, and the terrifying air waves hit the air mask like a wave.
The air mask also vibrated crazily.
"This power has muddied the strength of Master Jidao and Bashan, and even mutated it. There is no doubt about Bashan's strength, but Master Jidao's strength...isn't it a bit too strong!" A Jianmei said.
The man wearing a white sword uniform said coldly: "How much power did the Jidao Lord give him? How much power did he have?"
"Yes, if we don't join forces to resist, I'm afraid we won't be able to withstand such an impact... I don't know if Bashan can defeat the Yakuza." A rather honest-looking man next to him couldn't help but say something.
"Defeat? I'm afraid it will be difficult." Jian Youlan shook his head, with a ray of worry in his eyes.
With such power, it is no longer necessary to talk about victory or defeat, but about life and death!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
At this time, several thick and violent figures rushed out.
That was clearly a divine machine guard.
Just watch them pull out the long swords from their waists and stab them forward. The Xiaoxiao Divine Sword releases its unparalleled sword power and instantly knocks back this terrifying shock wave.
"The Divine Machine Guards are taking action!"
The souls whose defenses were about to be torn apart by the shock wave were overjoyed and shouted one after another.
The Divine Machine Guards lined up in all directions, using force as a boundary to cover the arena. Their arrogant and overbearing power actually isolated the entire arena.
The shock wave was immediately cut off.
When people saw this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Shen Jiwei came forward and order was restored in the martial arts field immediately.
However, the crowd was now staggering around and in a mess.
Many people fell to the ground, wailing continuously, and some even vomited blood and were covered with wounds.
"Immediately send someone to deal with the scene and give the injured medicine pills to compensate!" Master Ruan frowned and turned his head to the people beside him.
"yes."
The others nodded and ran away immediately.
Shenji Palace began to handle the competition in an orderly manner.
However, most people at the scene did not care about their injuries.
What they care more about...is everything that happens in the ring.
Such a tragic impact was enough to prove that the two people in the ring were also under even more terrible pressure.
How is the situation now?
People raised their eyes one after another, not daring to blink, and looked at everything on the stage.
When the dust gradually settled and everything calmed down, everything on the stage was exposed to the world's sight.
At this moment, the entire arena was covered with a large number of cracks.
The barrier is broken.
The aura of destruction surged wildly in the air, and it lasted for about seven or eight breaths before the aura gradually dispersed.
As for the Jidao Master and Bashan, they had also stopped at this moment.
The two just stood on both sides of the stage, looking at each other.
Both sides remained motionless.
Like a statue.
The breakthrough came from Naitian Palace. At this moment, all the people from Naitian Palace rushed towards the competition area and looked at him with burning eyes. Everyone's face was full of anxiety and worry.
"Senior brother."
"Are you okay?"
Let the Tiangong disciples shout.
"Bashan, are you okay?"
The honest-looking man next to Jian Youlan also shouted.
But...Bashan did not reply.
It was as if he didn't hear everyone's words, and he still remained still.
"Um?"
Jian Youlan felt bad. Suddenly, she seemed to have noticed something, and her expression changed.
But the people from the Jidao Dynasty over there all showed playful smiles, folded their hands on their chests, and chuckled again and again.
"The situation is not right!" The man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes next to him suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Quickly, find a way to rescue Bashan."
"I'm afraid it's too late!" A woman in purple from behind said calmly.
As soon as she said this, everyone looked at her.
But the woman in purple just stared at the stage indifferently.
puff!
At this time, there was a sudden abnormal noise on the stage.
Everyone was stunned and looked over, only to realize that Ba Shan on the stage suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and a large number of blood holes appeared in his originally intact body.
He retreated continuously and fell to his knees on the ground, blood with minced meat spewing out from his mouth crazily.
"What?"
The whole place was in an uproar.
"What's going on?"
"Bashan was actually injured so badly?"
Everyone in the world is confused by Monk Zhang Er.
Suddenly, Ba Shan was seriously injured?
"It turns out that Bashan was no match for that blow just now!"
"Isn't this... this extremely powerful young master too strong?"
There were constant shouts of surprise, and countless eyes stared wide open.
When Jian Youlan saw this, her expression tightened, and she immediately shouted: "Pull the mountain, surrender quickly!"
When Ba Shan heard the sound, he also knew that his condition was not good and he immediately shouted the word "surrender".
But at this moment, Master Jida rushed over with one step.
He seemed to be unscathed and not consumed at all. His soul power was pushed to the limit, and he appeared behind Bashan in an instant. He thrust his hand into Bashan's mouth and clamped his tongue fiercely.
Just as he was about to burst into flames, he was stopped in an instant.
"Hmm!! Hmmmm..."
Ba Shan opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out.
"Surrender? I'm afraid I won't be able to do it anymore, so just be obedient and become my food!"
The Jidao Master narrowed his eyes and smiled, then opened his pupils, and a bloody line appeared on his skin.
"not good!!"
Countless souls have undergone great changes.
"Brother!"
The disciples of Na Tiangong screamed hysterically.
"Master Ruan, Bashan has been defeated. Please end the game immediately." A man shouted at Master Ruan.
Master Ruan pursed his lower lip but said nothing.
He did not hear the sound of surrender coming from Bashan. According to the rules, he could not stop the game.
Although he wanted to speak out, he finally chose to give up.
Seeing Master Ruan's indifference, people's eyes showed horror and fear.
"Now, I will dominate the game! Hahahaha..."
The Jidao Master laughed loudly and roared suddenly. A silver halo burst out from behind him. The halo split and turned into countless threads, once again wrapping the mountain like a cocoon.
The scene became quiet.
People stared blankly.
Seeing this, everyone understood that... Bashan would follow in the footsteps of Ye Qingjun... and become the nourishment for the Yidao Master!
Countless eyes from all directions stared blankly at this horrific scene, and everyone was speechless at this time.
After a while, when the silk threads of the cocoons gradually disappeared, a mummy fell out of it.
