"Wow, Su Haoran and Wu Sha are facing each other."
"This battle will be exciting. I can look for treasures and watch the battle at the same time."
"It's like the atmosphere of the previous Heavenly Ranking Competition, where you just watched the first place duel."
The other masters all looked at the two of them without blinking.
At this time, Wu Sha raised his hands, his left leg was slightly arched, and his right leg moved forward with the knee, making a dueling gesture.
Su Haoran held the bone paper with his left hand, raised his right hand forward, and said calmly: "A fair fight, the winner will be decided, and the ownership of the Kunlun Slips will be determined."
"good!"
Wu Sha shouted loudly: "Everyone, listen up. Su Haoran and I will have a fair fight. If anyone dares to sneak in and intervene, I will fight him to the death."
"I'm just like Wu Sha."
Su Haoran also expressed his attitude loudly.
Immediately, the two of them rushed towards each other at the same time.
The training booth was only about five square meters, and the two of them could not perform their ultimate moves, but they used extremely mature and tricky close combat techniques at the same time.
Wu Sha's Qingcheng Chain Palm was exquisite and complex. He could slap his chest with his upright palm, split his shoulders with his vertical palm, or strike his ribs with his palm. All of them wanted to destroy Su Haoran.
Su Haoran's boxing skills are equally impressive. He steps on the Nine Palaces and Bagua Steps. Even in a training booth of less than five square meters, he still brings his elegant and agile body skills to the extreme. At the same time, he swings his arms out to use the arm fist and Baguazhang.
Fight back.
Whoa!
Wu Sha turned his palm to clasp Su Haoran's shoulder, and he lowered his shoulders and turned sideways, taking a small diagonal step to Wu Sha's side. At the same time, he put his right hand through the palm and pointed at Wu Sha's left eye with his fingertips.
Whoa!
Wu Sha's body was like a gust of wind, and he took half a step back, allowing Su Haoran's fingertips to barely touch Wu Sha's eyelashes, but he failed to achieve success.
While avoiding Su Haoran's piercing palm, he grabbed Su Haoran's wrist with his left hand.
The two of them were close to each other, and the slightest friction between their sleeves and trousers would cause them to make a harsh sound, showing how fast they were and how dangerous the attack was.
"What a powerful close-quarters punch. This is the place where the internal boxing emphasizes punching the cow!"
"This is really a matter of hard work. In a small space of five square meters, it's purely about reaction speed and the durability of the skills."
"Close fighting is the most dangerous. If these two tigers fight, one of them will be injured unless someone is willing to take the initiative to leave the training booth."
At this time, ten people had entered the place. They were all attracted by the duel between Su Haoran and Wu Sha and did not go hunting for treasure immediately.
"strangeness."
Guo Qiaowei was worried about Su Haoran, holding a pair of small pink fists and said: "The two of them are going to fight for the Kunhua Simplified Book, but why can't Haoran fight with the bone book and keep it in the storage ring?"
"Definitely not!"
Wu Guomin stepped forward and said with a serious face: "Some magic weapons are special and cannot be stored in a storage ring. For example, a storage ring is equivalent to a hard drive and can hold a lot of software, but there are
Some software itself takes up more than 800 GB of storage, and the hard disk itself only has 500 GB of space. How can this software be installed?"
I see!
Not only Guo Qiaowei understood it, but everyone else also understood this truth.
Similarly, Su Haoran and Wu Sha, who were fighting, also heard Wu Guomin's words.
Indeed, Su Haoran could not store this volume of Kunlun Slips into a storage ring, and even the Sumerna Ring could not be stored in it.
"Bring it here!"
Wu Sha's eyes were really red. When he met Su Haoran, Su Haoran clasped his shoulder with his right hand. His wrist turned and slid across Su Haoran's chest like a loach, grabbing him.
left wrist.
"Can you get it?"
Su Haoran turned his wrist and retracted his five fingers, like playing a piano and wiping the strings. His hand was like oil, and he pulled it out from Wu Sha's strong grasp. At the same time, the Kunlun Slips held in his left hand fell from his hand.
Wu Sha's reaction was half a beat too slow. When he wanted to grab the Kunlun Slips, Su Haoran grabbed his shoulder with his right hand and swung it suddenly.
A powerful force threw Wu Sha's feet off the ground, and he flew out of the training booth with a whoosh.
Immediately afterwards, Su Haoran's body spun like a top, and he threw his right hand downwards, grabbing
Kunlun's bamboo slips were returned to his hands.
At the same time, someone among the experts watching the battle exclaimed: "Wusa was thrown out."
"Damn, this Kunlun God of War is really fierce. Even Wu Sha is no match for him."
"This means that talented people will appear from generation to generation, and each will be popular for three or four years. The era that belongs to Wu Sha has passed."
"No wonder Su Haoran is so arrogant. Even Wu Sha is no match for him. I'm afraid no one can beat him."
Suddenly, there were exclamations everywhere, and everyone was even more afraid of Su Haoran.
"Who said he won?"
Wu Sha flipped with one move, stood steadily on the ground, and shouted loudly: "I was just trying to grab the Kunlun Slips, and I accidentally got into his way."
After saying these words, Wu Sha rushed back towards Su Haoran again.
Su Haoran just happened to step out of the training booth. When he met Wu Shalai's fist, he suddenly shouted: "Go back."
Um?
This loud shout revealed Su Haoran's extremely anxious state of mind.
Wu Sha instinctively withdrew his fist and retreated, and then a sword light flashed in front of him. Although it did not cut off his throat, it cut a bone-breaking wound on Wu Sha's chin, and the blood instantly dyed his face red.
mind.
For a moment, the whole place was quiet!
"Is it the killer?"
Wu Sha raised his hand to cover the wound on his chin, but his back was wet with cold sweat. When he asked this question, he controlled his skin and forced the wound to heal, but because he said a word too nervously, the wound reopened.
.
"It's Su Haoran!"
Just at this moment, Mu Xiaonan, who had been fucked by Su Haoran in the hall not long ago, ran out again.
This guy was tenacious enough for Hei Su Haoran. He endured the pain of exploding his balls and shouted at the top of his lungs: "This Kunlun God of War has murderous intentions for everyone. He may want to take over all the creations in Zhan Yuxu Palace. He is
Want to kill us all here."
"I'll take Nimad!"
Wu Sha suddenly turned around and cursed: "I saw clearly just now. If Su Haoran hadn't stopped me from moving forward, I would have been killed. You are still here being a troublemaker. Where did you come from?
Weird?"
"Wu Sha, have you been bribed by Su Haoran?"
Like a hedgehog, Mu Xiaonan pointed the finger at Wu Sha again and yelled crazily: "I understand, your IQ is too low. Su Haoran just let you off deliberately to make you think he is a good person. You
The one who ranks number one on the heavenly list is mentally retarded, and you will be taken advantage of."
puff!
Just as Mu Xiaonan was waving his hands and yelling, the sword light in the distance flashed again, and a young man who had just come from the main hall had his throat cut off with a sword.
"Everyone, be careful!"
"Damn it, what on earth is that invisible killer?"
"MD, this killer is impossible to guard against in the first place, but we still have a troublemaker among our own people. What the hell is this?"
For a moment, everyone became nervous, and some people cast angry glances at Mu Xiaonan.
"Dude, what's your name?"
Su Haoran was more direct, holding the Kunlun slip and walked directly in front of Mu Xiaonan.
With a height of 1.86 meters, facing a dwarf who is less than 1.7 meters tall, the oppressive force alone makes this shit-stirring stick feel suffocated.
"My, my name is Mu Xiaonan, how about it?"
After Mu Xiaonan signed up, he quickly took a few steps back. Perhaps he was too nervous and was afraid that someone would stop him from retreating, so he subconsciously waved his right hand.
"Xia Xue, stay away."
At the same time, Su Haoran suddenly turned around and raised his hand to push Xia Xue, who was thirty meters away.
Xia Xue was still a little confused, but a wave of palm force hit her and made her take three steps back.
Whoosh!
At the same time, a flash of sword light exploded in front of her. Although it did not cut off her throat, it cut off a strand of hair next to her ear.
"what happened?"
Chen Xinyue drew out a scimitar as thin as a cicada's wing, held it across her chest, and guarded Xia Xue behind her vigilantly.
"Su Haoran seems to have discovered something."
"Kunlun God of War, how do you know that the killer wants to kill Xia Xue?
"
"Su Haoran, please tell us the clues about the killer. Four people have died. If people continue to be killed like this, even if you get the first place on the Heavenly Ranking, I'm afraid there won't be a few people on the Heavenly Ranking this time.
Bar?"
Everyone asked Su Haoran loudly, and the tense atmosphere around him became even heavier.
Xia Yu even shouted loudly: "The killer just wanted to kill my sister. I absolutely can't let him go. Haoran, tell me what's going on?"
Bang!
Su Haoran quickly stretched out his hand, grabbed Mu Xiaonan's right hand, and said coldly: "Didn't you notice that every time he waved his hand, the invisible killer would draw his sword?"
Um?
Everyone was quiet again, but the eyes looking at Mu Xiaonan were full of evil.
"Nonsense, what does this have to do with me?" Mu Xiaonan defended loudly.
Su Haoran sneered: "The first time you waved, a buddy thirty meters away was killed. The second time you waved, Xia Xue, thirty meters away, was almost hit. If my guess is right, the killer who took action was
, it should be some kind of spiritual body, and you have reached some kind of contract with this kind of spiritual body."
"Don't frame me, I, I..."
"You want to prove your innocence, just wave your hand and try again!"
Su Haoran let go of Mu Xiaonan, but his eyes were locked on him.
Mu Xiaonan was obviously panicked. He did not dare to meet Su Haoran's eyes and kept looking at others, hoping to gain support from others, but unfortunately no one spoke up for him.
"You should wave your hand!" Su Haoran continued to press.
"Why should I listen to you?" Mu Xiaonan continued to resist.
Su Haoran said: "I guess there are limits to your killing methods. When you wave your hand, the spirit killer kills people, but there is a distance limit of thirty meters between you and the spirit body. You can only kill people three or three meters away from you."
Someone ten meters away, right?"
"I……"
"Wave your hand, if you can't prove your innocence, I will kill you."
Su Haoran's persecution became more and more fierce. He turned his right hand and the prison-cutting scimitar appeared in his hand.
"Okay, you forced me."
Mu Xiaonan took half a step back and suddenly waved his right hand.
"He's going to kill you!"
Su Haoran reacted too quickly. He just followed Mu Xiaonan's eyes and caught the target of his attack, and suddenly turned his head to remind Liu Jinglong.
Damn it!
Liu Jinglong was so frightened that he jumped back and blocked the black iron rod in his hand.
Choking!
Then the sword light exploded and actually cut the iron rod, which was nearly the thickness of an goose egg, into two pieces.
"Okay, it is indeed him!"
"I remembered that when Du Jiabao died on the steps of the mountain road, they were about thirty meters apart."
"This guy is called a thief-catcher. He is obviously a killer, but he still keeps plotting against the Kunlun God of War. You deserve to die."
Immediately, everyone rushed towards Mu Xiaonan.
Especially Liu Jinglong, he threw away the two pieces of the broken stick in his hand, turned his hand and took out the angel blood that Su Haoran gave him, and cursed: "You tried to kill me just now, I want to cut you into eighteen parts, go home."
Feed the dog.”
"Ah, I don't want to either."
Mu Xiaonan yelled crazily: "As soon as I entered the Kunlun Secret Realm, I was possessed by the Hell Sword Spirit. I can't control myself. Don't force me, otherwise I will be doomed and you will all die."
"Death to you uncle!"
Liu Jinglong rushed forward and chopped off the bag of Angel's Blood in his hand. The bright ax blade stirred up the sharp sword energy. Before the ax fell completely, the hair on Mu Xiaonan's head had already begun to fall off.
However, just when everyone thought Mu Xiaonan was bound to die, a flash of sword light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
The so-called hell sword spirit actually merged with his body. He raised his right hand forward and pointed the sword to meet the ax blade of Angel Blood.
when!
There was a crisp sound of gold and iron, and Liu Jinglong's ax with all his strength was bounced more than three feet high by a sword light.
"Hehe, hahaha!"
Mu Xiaonan, who had acted wretchedly and weakly just now, suddenly laughed wildly and said: "I finally unite my body and spirit. Your flesh and blood will become my sacrifices, and you will all die here."