The two men struggled on the ground, and billows of smoke rose from the ground, obscuring everyone's sight.
Everyone only heard a loud roar.
Soon after, the smoke cleared and two mountain-like giants were revealed.
All eyes are focused on the two of them...
At this moment, two of Shang Long's arms were actually cut off, and there was a huge gap in his neck, which was bleeding outward, and his huge eyeballs looked even more distracted.
Qin Xuan didn't look good either. His whole body was covered with bruises and scars, and the golden light on his body was dim. He was obviously seriously injured.
"Bah! What a difficult thing!" Qin Xuan spat.
At this moment, Shang Long's body began to shrink rapidly, and the power of the wild god quickly dissipated...
"Shanglong!"
Qi Chang's face was gloomy, he turned into a ray of light and rushed over quickly, hugging Shang Long's body.
After cultivating Aragami, the physical body has unprecedented strength, but once it is fatally injured, it is difficult to repair. This means that there are gains and losses.
The wound on his neck directly took Shang Long’s life!
"How dare you kill someone!" Qi Chang was furious at this moment, and a vigorous and magnificent momentum emerged.
Shang Long was a descendant of Qi Chang's lineage. He was very close to Qi Chang and was cultivated by Qi Chang. He did not expect to die here today, and Qi Chang was naturally very sad.
Even though Qi Chang never transformed into the body of the wild god, he still put considerable pressure on Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan wiped the blood on his face and sneered: "He is still stalking him because he is not strong enough. He is looking for death! If he had given up early, he would not have forced me to kill him!"
"You..." Qi Chang seemed unable to hold back and was about to take action.
"Hey, on the ring, life and death are determined by destiny, Qi Chang, are you planning to use the big one to bully the small ones?" A sinister voice floated over. The person who came was a lean old man from the Xuanyuan tribe. This old man was also the same.
The elder of the Xuanyuan tribe.
When Ziyu saw this, she frowned and fluttered away.
At the same time, Ji Mi, the great elder of the Xuanyuan tribe, also flew to the center of the wasteland.
As soon as the great elders on both sides moved, the whole situation suddenly became tense.
These two clans have been fighting openly and secretly over the years, but there has been no real war for many years...
"Since it's a fight, there will be times when things go wrong. Ziyu, you're not so naive as to think we're really just competing, right?" Ji Mi chuckled.
Ziyu floated in mid-air, her moving eyes flashing with complex expressions, and then she said: "Qi Chang, bring Shang Long's body back."
"But..." Qi Chang was still very angry.
"They are right, life and death are determined by destiny. If you lose, you lose," Ziyu said, then turned around and turned back.
Several elders of the Chiyou tribe, including Diao Yuan and others, also had angry expressions on their faces.
If the Great Elder gave the order, they would not be afraid of the Xuanyuan clan and would be willing to fight them to the death.
But with Ziyu's statement like this, they couldn't get angry and could only hold this breath in their hearts.
"Zi Yu has always been reasonable, and that's what I, Ji Mi, appreciate the most," Ji Mi said with a smile.
At this time, Ziyu turned her head, with a cold and stern look in her eyes, "When I say that life and death are determined by destiny, I'm not just talking about the children of my clan, you are the same!"
After saying these words, Ziyu left without looking back.
Maoxue pursed her lips and watched Qi Chang carry Shang Long's body back.
She has an innocent and innocent temperament, and she probably can't accept that Shang Long, who was talkative just now, has now turned into a dead man, and his eyes are filled with tears.
There was silence among the Chi You clan...
They lost two games in a row and lost one person. This was something they did not expect.
Luo Zheng stood there and remained calm.
Cheng Wei bit her lip tightly, her eyes were red, and she lost her usual calmness, and said to Ziyu: "Great Elder, follow the order, now it's my turn to fight, right?"
"Yeah," Ziyu nodded slightly.
"Very good," a ferocious look appeared on Cheng Wei's handsome face. The light green bamboo sword was already in his hand, and he walked slowly forward without any hesitation.
Qin Xuan was also seriously injured in the battle with Shang Long.
Although he killed Shang Long, he also lost his combat effectiveness. According to the rules of this battle, this round was actually a draw.
It’s just that the price of a draw is Shang Long’s life!
After Cheng Wei played in the third game, the Xuanyuan clan naturally did not let Qin Xuan play, but chose to substitute.
If Tan Xuan was allowed to go up directly, he would probably be killed by the angry Cheng Wei.
"Go up Gonglu," Ji Mi ordered.
"Yes," Gong Lu, who had been waiting for a long time, bowed his hand to the great elder and was about to go into battle.
At this time, Ji Mi whispered: "Be careful, this Cheng Wei is very strong. Three members of our clan have died in his hands. If we lose, we can just admit defeat."
There was a trace of bitterness on Gonglu's face.
After all, the Cheng Wei he was about to meet next was no ordinary person.
What's more, Qin Xuan just killed the other party's people, and now he has to face Cheng Wei's anger. It is really unlucky.
The power of the wild god in Cheng Wei's body was released, his aura slowly rising, his figure slowly getting taller, his white clothes rustling, and the bamboo sword in his hand also rose in the wind.
Facing the bow of the Xuanyuan clan, Cheng Wei still showed courtesy and bowed her hands slightly to the opponent. At the same time, she said lightly: "You Xuanyuan clan also said just now that in the arena, life and death are determined by destiny."
Gonglu blinked and nodded, "Yes, so what?"
"Then just settle for Tianming..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Wei moved.
I saw him jumping up like a wild ancient beast.
The thousand-foot-high body jumped up and rushed to a height of tens of thousands of feet. The bamboo sword in his hand flipped over and drew an emerald-green sword light in the air. From top to bottom, it exuded a decisive momentum.
He came straight towards Gong Road to attack.
Gong Lu saw how desperate Cheng Wei was when he came up, probably because he was not mentally prepared, so he immediately felt cowardly.
When a strong person faces off against someone, once he or she becomes mentally timid, he or she will become very passive.
Gong Lu turned around and barely avoided Cheng Wei's slash.
"Boom!"
However, as soon as Chengwei landed and took steps forward, another emerald-green sword light followed him.
Seeing this, Gong Lu gritted his teeth and stabbed the slender Mo Dao in his hand directly towards Cheng Wei's chest.
He planned to force Cheng Wei back. After all, if Cheng Wei wanted to kill him, he would definitely be pierced by his Mo Dao...
Unexpectedly, Cheng Wei would completely turn a blind eye to the Mo Dao that was about to pierce his chest. Even if he tried to hurt both sides, he would still kill Gong Lu!
How could this be possible...
Gong Lu complained repeatedly in his heart. He could only put away his Mo Dao and retreat continuously. He was also slandering Tan Xuan in his heart. Why did he kill people when he was so good? Now these guys from the Chi You tribe are so angry that they want to fight me!