Hall Master Tang, what do you mean?" Zhang Dong raised his eyebrows and asked (Read the full text of Love Without Destiny).
"Of course, let Master Tao continue the competition." Tang Lei said seriously.
Zhang Dong nodded and said with a smile: "Since Hall Master Tang has spoken, Zhang will sell Master Tang a favor." As he spoke, he looked at Tao Wen, said nothing more, turned around and walked off the ring.
Tao Wen is his person. If the comparison can continue, it will naturally be beneficial to him. Moreover, Tang Lei proposed this on his own initiative. Others cannot blame him for unfair treatment.
He got off the ring, but Tang Lei did not leave. Instead, spiritual mist emitted from around his body, and he held the sword under his ribs. He looked directly at Tao Wen and said expressionlessly: "Master Tao, please!"
While he was speaking, he had already drawn his sword and made a gesture of preparing to draw the sword. It was obvious that he wanted to fight Tao Wen.
Tao Wen has a reputation for self-awareness, and he is very aware that his strength is far behind Tang Lei, but now that he is riding a tiger and can't dismount, he can't surrender without even stretching out his hands. Then he will have no shame in the ranger world in the future. Tao Wen
He bit the bullet, put on his spiritual armor again, raised his spiritual sword, and said in a deep voice: "Master Tang, please!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual mist around Tang Lei had condensed into spiritual armor. The latter stepped forward, and the spiritual sword passed through the air, as fast as a meteor, and went straight to Tao Wen's neck and throat. It was too fast, almost there
Tao Wen didn't even have time to parry (Wutong Ye Ying). As if he had seen a ghost, he screamed strangely and jumped out sideways.
sand!
The spirit sword passed by the base of his neck, almost piercing the flesh. Before Tao Wen could stabilize his figure, Tang Lei's spirit sword cut across him again, and the target was still his neck. It was obvious that Tang
Lei Jianjian was determined to take Tao Wen's life.
Tao Wen used all his strength to stand up his spiritual sword and block Tang Lei's heavy blow. There was a crisp clang in his ear. The collision between the spiritual swords erupted into a whirlpool of spiritual pressure, even under the ring.
Everyone can feel the air blowing hard across their face.
In a head-to-head attack, Tang Lei didn't do anything, but Tao Wen's arms were numb from the shock, and he couldn't help but step back. Tang Lei didn't give him a chance to breathe. After one move, he immediately rushed forward again, with his spiritual sword moving from bottom to top.
He picked up Tao Wen's lower jaw. The latter was unable to parry and could no longer dodge. He summoned up all the spiritual energy in his body, roared, and used the ultimate spiritual martial skill - Blood Soul Chase·Ji.
A scarlet and long and narrow spiritual thorn grew out of thin air, like red lightning, flying towards Tang Lei's eyebrows.
With such a close distance and such a fast speed, anyone would be in a hurry, but Tang Lei was calm and dodged to the side. The power of the blood soul pursuit was that the spirit thorns it turned into seemed to be alive.
Yes, it will not stab into the air due to the opponent's dodge, but will change its own direction and continue to pursue the stab.
As Tang Lei jumped away, the bright red spiritual thorn also changed its direction. However, at the moment when the spiritual thorn paused slightly, Tang Lei had withdrawn his spiritual sword and also released the bleeding soul chasing Ji. Two spiritual thorns
The thorns met in the air, and the tip of the needle collided with the wheat awn. There was only a deafening loud click. The spiritual thorn released by Tao Wen broke every inch and scattered invisible in the air. However, Tang Lei's spiritual thorn did not weaken at all.
, continue flying towards Tao Wen (midnight call).
With the same skills, there is a clear distinction between them. This is the difference in spiritual energy cultivation between the two.
Seeing his own spiritual thorn shattered, Tao Wen screamed as if his tail was stepped on by someone, and hurriedly lowered his head to dodge. Pounce! The spiritual thorn did not hit his forehead, and the hair on the top of his head was not hit.
When it passed through his temples, the spiritual armor on his head shattered, and along with it, a long bloody mark was drawn on his scalp.
Tao Wen felt a warm current flowing down from the top of his head, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch it. However, another cold light flashed before his eyes, and his raised arm immediately lost consciousness. He turned his head and looked again, and saw that his left arm was already in full swing.
When broken at the shoulder, the fracture is as smooth as a mirror.
"oops……"
Tao Wen screamed, threw away the spirit sword, and fell on his back. He rolled back and forth on the ground in pain, and the blood spurted out splashed all over the ground.
Tang Lei stood opposite him, looking coldly at Tao Wen who was struggling and wailing on the ground. He shook off the spiritual sword in his hand and said in a gloomy tone: "I cut this sword for brother Rongze who was brutally attacked by you.
Yes, there is indeed no rule in this arena that you cannot stab someone in the dark, but it does not mean that you will not be punished if you do so." Wow - the rangers in the audience suddenly woke up from a dream, and for a while they burst into thunderous applause and cheers.
Especially the members of the caravan were so excited that they all shouted: "Master Tang, kill him! Master Tang, kill him! Kill him!"
Tang Lei waved his hands to the caravans in the audience and said: "This competition is to choose the leader, not to make grudges. Master Tao hurt someone with a secret arrow and killed leader Rong. Now I will take his arm."
In order to repay, which can also be regarded as revenge for the Rong gang leader, all the caravans will sell Tang a favor again. This matter ends here and should not be mentioned again in the future (the latest chapter of The Pattering Love Words)."
If others had said this, the members of the caravan might still be dissatisfied, but Tang Lei spoke, and people had no choice but to accept it. "Okay! This time, for the sake of Hall Master Tang, we will spare Tao Wen's life for the time being!"
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"Thank you all caravan brothers!" Tang Lei repeatedly bowed his hands to the audience and smiled in apology.
Tang Yin, who was watching in the stands, nodded secretly. No wonder Baihui Hall can integrate so many gangs. Not to mention what kind of person Zhou Kuan is, just such a hall leader is very good at dealing with things. He can not only put the overall situation first, but also calm disputes.
It has not harmed anyone, so it can be said that he is trying to please both sides. Even Tao Wen, whose arm was cut off by him, will be very grateful to him later. He is very clever at winning people's hearts!
Soon, Tao Wen was carried off the ring by his disciples. Tang Lei also planned to give up and walk off the ring. But at this time, Tang Yin suddenly heard someone not far away from him shouting loudly: "Master Tang, please leave slowly. I
Come and ask Master Tang for advice!"
The person who spoke was a young man who was in the Xiaoyaomen stand with Tang Yin. This man was in his early thirties, with a medium to thin build and an ordinary appearance, but he was very aggressive. He didn't even walk up the steps and walked directly from
He jumped down from the high stand. While he was still in mid-air, he had already covered his body with spiritual armor. He made a muffled sound when he landed. Then, he ran to the bottom of the ring at a sprint speed of 100 meters and leaped high into the air.
At the same time, he tiptoed against the platform pillar, and jumped directly onto the ring with agility and lightness.
After looking up and down at the young man who came out of Xiaoyao Gate, Tang Lei felt that he looked very strange, so he raised his hand and asked, "Sir, please sign up!"
"Xiaoyaomen, the fourth protector, Ran Teng!" the young man said proudly.
The Xiaoyao Sect did not have the position of guardian before. Later, Zhang Dong wanted to compete for the position of having the fastest access to the alliance leader's computer. He used the large amount of money provided by Tang Yin and all his own property to recruit many powerful rangers. In order to arrange positions for these rangers,
So he set up the post of guardian within the gate, and now there are twenty guardians in Xiaoyao Gate (read the full text of "I Will Marry You Again in My Next Life").
He had never heard of the other party's name, and he didn't know that Xiaoyao Sect had a guardian, but Tang Lei remained calm and smiled calmly, saying, "Brother Ran, are you going to fight Tang?" That's right!" Ran Teng sneered, "I don't know.
Does Hall Master Tang have the courage?"
His words were loud enough. Not to mention that Tang Lei was the chief outer hall master of Baihui Hall. Even an ordinary ranger couldn't stand such stimulation. Tang Lei was stunned for a moment, then laughed and nodded, Said: "Respect is worse than obeying orders, Brother Ran, please do it!"
"I'm sorry." As he spoke, Ran Teng rushed to Tang Lei, his spiritual sword flew up and down, and he struck out more than twenty swords like a gust of wind and rain.
An expert would know if there was one as soon as he stretched out his hand. Tang Lei was secretly surprised. No wonder this Ran Teng was so arrogant. He did have some arrogance. His quick attack ability alone was impressive. Tang Lei did not dare to be careless and dealt with it carefully.
Use fast to fight fast, and fight with Ran Teng in the same place.
The fight between these two people was much more exciting and dangerous than before. Only the lights of swords and shadows were seen in the arena, and the figures of the two men could not be seen clearly. In the blink of an eye, the two men fought for more than fifty rounds.
Tang Yin was also taken aback, secretly exclaiming that Ran Teng was so skilled. If he was so powerful, why didn't Tang Lei seem to have never heard of someone like him? It's really unbelievable.
He was thinking that the situation on the field had begun to change. Ran Teng's skills were great, but there was still a gap between him and Tang Lei in cultivation. After so many rounds, Tang Lei also felt this and no longer fought with him.
Ran Teng only competed with fists and kicks, and began to release spiritual martial arts skills (read the full text of Summer's Sorrow).
Tang Lei took the lead in using the Wind Splitting Clone Technique. With his cultivation, he suddenly transformed into twelve clones. Looking at the arena, Tang Lei's figure was everywhere, making it difficult to tell which ones were real and which ones were fake.
Ran Teng was not behind, he also used the Wind Splitting Clone Technique, but he only had eight clones.
The real clones of the two people shuttled back and forth in the ring, imaginary and real, which dazzled the rangers who were watching the battle. Suddenly, the glow suddenly appeared on the ring, and then, someone shouted and released a chaotic wind that filled the sky.
Under the spiritual blade, the clones of the two people were cut and crushed one after another, and finally dispersed invisible.
At this time, on the stand, the flickering light of the spiritual sword in Ran Teng's hand had not yet dissipated. He shouted at Tang Lei opposite: "I'll break your clone and see where you're going to hide." As he spoke, he
Swinging his sword, he charged towards Tang Lei again.
Tang Lei snorted and slowly raised his spiritual sword. The light of the spiritual sword flickered, and it seemed that he was about to release his spiritual martial arts skills. Before he could take action, Ran Teng made the move first, channeling all his spiritual energy, and released a cross slash.
The dense spiritual blades flew close to Tang Lei in an instant, twisting his body into pieces.
"ah--"
Seeing this scene, there was an exclamation from the audience, and Ran Teng raised the corners of his mouth, but the smile froze before it appeared on his face for half a second. It turned out that the Tang Lei he had minced did not drip.
Even with a drop of blood, the broken body was not scattered on the ground, but turned into white mist in the air and disappeared without a trace.
This is also a clone! Not good! Ran Teng realized that he had been fooled, and when he wanted to turn around and look behind him, it was already too late.