Wu Baishui was confused.


    He couldn''t understand why two months ago he was still crushing the sword matchless. Two months later, today, he is no match for the sword matchless.


    This change is too fast and too fierce for Wu Baishui to understand the situation.


    Looking at Wu Baishui''s dull and bitter face, the sword is unparalleled, and his heart is also full of emotion.


    At that time, Wu Baishui was arrogant and invincible. He didn''t take himself seriously.


    However, nowadays, they are not even qualified to be their own opponents.


    This is a change brought about by strength, and this change will continue.


    The gap between Wu Baishui and himself will widen.


    Taking back the confused emotion in his heart, jianwushuang shook his head and said: "defeat you, still only one move."


    There is no doubt about that.


    Even Xue Yan, who was born nine times, was defeated by the sword. Wu Baishui was born eight times and had no room for resistance.


    The sword is matchless, a fist blows on the body, spits blood to fly out of the field.


    It''s easy to take the next game.


    Seeing this result, the crowd under the stone platform did not show much unexpected look.


    Wu Baishui is the weakest in this competition.


    Alas! I can''t believe that Wu Baishui was born eight times, and sword is also born eight times!


    However, the unparalleled strength of sword is different from Wu baishuitian!


    It seems that Wu Baishui, a genius, had a false reputation before!


    In fact, Wu Baishui was wronged by the crowd.


    It''s not that Wu Baishui is too incompetent, it''s really that the streets are too fierce!


    Seeing that Wu Baishui was defeated with one move, Wu Huaiyu sighed, but that was all.


    He had no intention of letting Wu Baishui defeat the street.


    "Hum, let you be arrogant for a while. When you meet Xiaotian, you won''t be able to cry!"


    Wu Huaiyu''s face was full of gloomy smile.


    Although Wu Xiaoyang was defeated, it was his opponent.


    If we deal with the street, we can''t get it!


    After the street is off, the second game begins.


    Jian mang vs. Wu Xiong.


    On the court, Jian mang was full of bandit''s smile, "Wu Xiong, long time no see!"


    "Jian mang!" Wu Xiong also squinted and said with a sneer, "if I were you, I would give up this game. There is no need to fight the match that is doomed to result!"


    "Well, Wu Xiong, you think I''m really afraid of you. Last time I didn''t meet you, it was just to give you face. Besides, I don''t want to expose my strength! If I really want to fight you, I can win easily! "


    Jian Mang''s face was full of bandit spirit, and he was proud of Wu Xiong.


    The crowd was surprised, Wu Xiong, congenital nine cultivation, master bloody momentum, extraordinary strength.


    Jian Mang, how dare you look down on Wu Xiong?


    "Hum, Jian Mang, you want to die! You''re a scum of eight fold cultivation. I can kill you with one hand! "


    Wu Xiong''s face was gloomy. He stared at Jianmang, and his eyes flashed with fierce light.


    Jian Mang, however, was born eight times. He dared to say to himself that he was more relaxed than himself. He didn''t want to live!


    "Facts speak louder than words. Wu Xiong, you can''t do three things under my command."


    Jian mang said confidently, as if Wu Xiong had no threat to him.


    "Scum, look at the move!"


    "Blood arrow in the air!"


    When he saw Jian Mang, he dared to speak out. Wu Xiong was very angry, and a bloody momentum burst out of his body. At the same time, his five fingers opened, and his inner force exploded along his fingertips to attack Jian mang.


    "Whew, whew, whew!"


    Five internal forces, thick as blood, smashed the air in an arc, and made a deafening sound, shuttling to Jianmang''s body.


    Jian Mang''s eyes flashed and stepped forward to meet the scarlet blood arrow.


    The right fist was like wind and thunder, carrying amazing power, and the whole thing went over.


    "Boom!"


    The five blood arrows directly turned into powder, and Jian mang sent out a powerful and incomparable breath.


    Wu Xiong''s face changed, exclaimed: "you have broken through to the congenital nine fold?"


    The crowd was also surprised. Jian mang had gone from congenital eight to congenital nine.


    "Do you feel scared?"


    Jian mang easily exploded red blood arrows, and his face was full of smiles.


    "Afraid?" Wu Xiong snorted coldly, "you are congenital nine, and I am also congenital nine. What''s so terrible! If that''s all you have to rely on, you''ll lose! "


    "Blood finger breaks the sky!"


    Wu Xiong gave a big drink.


    A finger, suddenly turned into a red color.


    Blood is shining, rich and incomparable, with a terrible power, as if it can pierce the sky.


    "All rocks are broken!"


    Jian mang is not afraid at all. His palms are like flowers. He makes several palms.


    Immediately, the palmprint retreated, forming a wave of Qi and power, which went straight to Wu Xiong."Boom!"


    Qi and energy are intertwined.


    The air burst.


    "Bang!"


    With a pain in his chest, Wu Xiong had been crushed by the mountains and rivers of the sword. His palms were lined up in his chest and he retreated continuously.


    "Whirling feet!"


    Jian mang takes advantage of the victory to chase after Wu Xiong. His foot is suspended in the air, exploding the air and directly kicking Wu Xiong out of the field.


    The sword wins!


    The crowd''s eyes were shocked, and Wu Xiong was defeated by Jianmang, which was beyond most people''s expectation.


    It seems that Jianmang''s strength is particularly strong after breaking through the congenital nine fold.


    On the high platform.


    Jianzhanye is smiling. Jianmang''s victory makes him feel comfortable.


    On the contrary, Wu Huaiyu''s face became more and more black, just like ink.


    In the past two days, Wu Xiaotian, Wu Baishui and Wu Xiong of the Wu family have been defeated one after another, and they were all defeated by the children of the sword family.


    Wu Xiaotian lost to Jian Qiuyang!


    Wu Baishui lost to the sword!


    Wu Xiong is now defeated by Jianmang!


    Can Wu Huaiyu feel better? Looking at jianzhanye with a smile on his face at the moment, he hated his teeth.


    Sword matchless found a cool place to rest under the stage, looking bored.


    Jian mang won, it''s nothing to do with him.


    In the fifth game of this morning, there was also his competition. Instead of standing there and watching the match between Jianmang and Wuxiong, it''s better to find a place to cultivate our spirit. In a moment, the competition will start to be stronger.


    In the third and fourth games, the same callous young man appeared.


    His appearance was strange and silent, but he left a deep impression on the crowd.


    Because, in the face of the opponent, this callous young man won with two moves. One of the opponents was born with little martial arts.


    However, still can only survive two moves in the cold youth.


    "Look at the information on the list. The boy''s name is Xue Li. He''s really strong. There''s no saying. He can''t hold two moves in his hand. It''s terrible!"


    The crowd was startled.


    Look at the performance of this young man, maybe he can have the strength of congenital perfection.


    Jianzhanye, Wu Xiaotian and xueshengqun also squinted at the cold boy with a dignified look.


    It seems that this year''s competition, because it is related to cloud Dongzhou, has attracted many of the best young people to participate.


    Xue Li, a cruel young man, has the potential to be a dark horse.


    In terms of performance, it is not inferior to Shi Jin.


    Another black horse!


    Jian Qiuyang, Xue Lingyun and Wu Xiaotian also took a deep breath and noticed the cold youth.


    This Xue Li has already posed a threat to them.


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