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Chapter 604 Give up and surrender if you don't want to die!

The earth-shaking loud noise and the flames that filled the entire high platform dissipated after a long time.

When the fire all over the sky dissipated, everyone saw that Yu Zhengfei and Qianshan Zhenwu were engaged in another fierce fight in the ring.

Qianshan Zhenwu was unscathed, his complexion was as usual, and his aura was still violent and domineering.

There was a wound on Yu Zhengfei's chest, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered a loss in the fight and was slightly injured.

But he is a battle-hardened warrior, and this injury will not affect his combat effectiveness, it will only make him more brave and violent.

He charged forward unstoppably, wielding the Coiling Dragon Spear with all his strength, and continuously used his unique marksmanship to destroy the world with one move after another.

Qianshan Zhenwu also went all out, wielding the golden heavy sword and fighting Yu Zhengfei head-on, constantly slashing out the sword light that created the world.

The battle soon reached its most intense level, and both of them unleashed their most powerful strength, using their most secret techniques.

The shadow of the gun and the light of the sword continued to collide, causing a loud "rumbling" sound that shook the entire area ten thousand meters away and shook violently.

The high platform built of lapis lazuli was soon riddled with ravines and potholes, making it look devastated.

Such a fierce fighting battle naturally dazzled tens of thousands of people who watched it and shouted that it was wonderful.

Everyone was staring at the ring intently, their hearts clenched, and they were secretly worried for the two of them.

Finally, a quarter of an hour passed.

Yu Zhengfei and Qianshan Zhenwu fought for two hundred moves, consuming most of their true energy and physical strength, and finally decided the winner.

There was no suspense about the result. Qianshan Zhenwu, who was at the seventh level of the Tianyuan Realm, was indeed very powerful and had the best fighting prowess, defeating his opponent Yu Zhengfei.

However, Yu Zhengfei was only at the fifth level of Tianyuan Realm, but he fought with Qianshan Zhenwu for more than a hundred moves before he was defeated. He also beat Qianshan Zhenwu to a serious injury and was covered in blood.

This is simply unbelievable. It can be said that despite defeat, it is still glorious and has won the admiration of countless people and warriors.

Unfortunately, Yu Zhengfei's strength was almost exhausted and his injuries were too serious.

His dragon-patterned armor had been stained red with blood, and he was holding the dimly gleaming Coiling Dragon Spear in both hands, standing on the ruins-like arena, hunched over and breathing heavily.

"Brother Qianshan...you are indeed...amazing! I admire you!

I am convinced that I lost this battle!"

Yu Zhengfei said these two sentences in a hoarse voice, then turned around and walked off the platform, staggering out of the square.

Qianshan Zhenwu then put away the golden heavy sword, quickly raised his sleeves to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and turned to look at the imperial master.

Tens of thousands of people were still immersed in the wonderful battle, still talking endlessly, and were very excited and excited.

The emperor's master walked onto the ring and announced loudly and majestically: "In the second battle, Qianshan Zhenwu won and Yu Zhengfei lost!

The next third game will be between Yuji Tianxing and Duanmu Yulong!"

After the emperor's master announced the results, Qianshan Zhenwu bowed his hands and turned around to leave the high platform.

The emperor's master used the formation again to repair the broken high platform, and then announced the start of the third battle.

Duanmu Yulong, who had been watching the show in the audience, couldn't wait to get on the stage.

"The opportunity has finally come! As long as I kill Ji Tianxing in the ring, I can fulfill the Lord's instructions and become the Lord's confidant!

Ji Tianxing, Ji Tianxing, you will definitely die today!"

Duanmu Yulong sneered secretly in his heart, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He held a silver sword in his left hand and pointed his right hand at Ji Tianxing in the audience. A contemptuous sneer appeared on his face and he raised his fingers.

Such a move seemed very arrogant and confident. Duanmu Yulong seemed to be sure of victory and did not take Ji Tianxing seriously at all.

The tens of thousands of people and warriors around the square were suddenly in an uproar and started talking enthusiastically.

"Duanmu Yulong is so confident? Isn't this too arrogant?"

"Perhaps Duanmu Yulong thought that he was three or four levels higher than Ji Tianxing, so he decided that Ji Tianxing would never be able to defeat him, right?"

"But in the previous battle, Ji Tianxing defeated Zhai Jianqing at the fifth level of Tianyuan with only two swords!"

"Duanmu Yulong and Ji Tianxing are both sons of the Emperor's Palace. Even if they compete in the ring, they should be learning from each other. Why do they feel like they have a grudge?"

"Based on their previous performance in Giant Spirit City, I hope Ji Tianxing can win!"

"Hey, the outcome is unpredictable! Although Duanmu Yulong is arrogant, Ji Tianxing really doesn't have much chance of winning!"

Amidst the discussions of countless people, Ji Tianxing stepped onto the ring with a calm expression.

Although Duanmu Yulong provoked him with his eyes and gestures, he was not provoked at all and remained calm and collected as always.

After he stood still on the ring, Duanmu Yulong said with a sneer on his face: "Ji Tianxing, the sword on the ring has no eyes, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back later and I will kill you with one sword.

If you are wise enough, quickly admit defeat and surrender!"

Ji Tianxing stared at Duanmu Yulong with cold eyes, and thought to himself: "I am close to Yunyao, and it is normal for the two great families, Duanmu and Murong, to be hostile to me.

But Murong Lingfeng wooed me with ill intentions, and Duanmu Yulong did not hide his hostility towards me at all.

What he said seemed to others to be a deliberate provocation and an attempt to anger me.

But he is obviously murderous and wants to take advantage of this competition to kill me!"

Although, Duanmu Yulong concealed the murderous intention in his heart very well.

But Ji Tianxing possesses the Thunder Spirit Eye, which seems to have even more magical effects. He can see through Duanmu Yulong's disguise and feel the murderous intention in his heart.

"Damn bastard, I have no enmity with you, but you actually have murderous intentions!"

Ji Tianxing was secretly angry in his heart, and his whole body was ignited with anger, and his momentum was rising steadily.

Duanmu Yulong didn't know that Ji Tianxing had seen through his intentions.

When he saw that Ji Tianxing was silent, he sneered even more contemptuously: "Haha, it seems that you don't shed tears even if you don't see the coffin, but you are still angry about it?

Since you don’t know how to live or die, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

When he finished speaking, Duanmu Yulong could no longer restrain his murderous intent and swung his sword to attack as fast as lightning.

"Yan of Ten Thousand Swords and White Dragons!"

Duanmu Yulong burst out with majestic true energy, and instantly slashed out sixty-nine blazing white sword lights with his sword.

Each sword light was thirty meters long and contained extremely sharp power. It instantly enveloped a hundred meters radius, trapping Ji Tianxing within it.

Sixty-nine sword rays shuttled and danced as fast as lightning, condensing into a sword array, suppressing Ji Tianxing.

Duanmu Yulong stretched out his hand and pointed, and nine rays of white light flew out of the sword formation, converging into a fifty-meter-long white dragon, falling from the sky and pounced on Ji Tianxing.

"hold head high!"

The white dragon condensed by the sword's light was as lifelike as if it were real, and it let out an earth-shattering dragon roar.

In an instant, the terrifying white dragon rushed in front of Ji Tianxing, trying to engulf his figure.



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