"Is this guy going to die?"
Jin Yun couldn't help feeling his scalp numb when he looked at Murong Xuan, who was only attacking but not defending.
The opponent's strength was supposed to be stronger than him, but he has a geographical advantage. Logically speaking, he can beat the opponent.
But Murong Xuan was crazy.
Only offensive but not defensive, it seems like a desperate look.
What terrifying combat power can a person who doesn't even want his life explode? ! Jin Yun has realized it now.
Crimson flames are flying all over the sky, and the scorching sword gas turns into a heat wave and rolls in the ice and snow, the only bright color in the ice and snow.
In a fight, Murong Xuan already had a lot of blood stains scratched by the ice crystals, and bursts of ice-cold aura eroded his body continuously through the wounds, freezing his limbs.
Opposite him, Jin Yun, who had also suffered a lot of injuries, sneered at Murongxuan whose movements had become stiff.
"The cold contained in my ice crystal can erode the meridians, and even freeze the internal organs. Now you should be unable to move an inch. I won this battle." Jin Yun said.
"It's too early to say this."
Murongxuan smiled faintly, and saw that crimson flames gushing out from his body, quickly dissipating the cold inside his body.
Seeing this, Jin Yun's pupils shrank slightly, "You guy actually caused spiritual power to burn in the body. If you use this method to expel the cold, the flame will also burn your body!"
"Mad, are you really going to die?"
Murongxuan showed a bit of pain on his face, but he grinned and said: "Compared with Lingxu being abandoned, compared with the training of the head, this bit of pain is nothing, I said I will win!!"
His figure burst out and launched the second round of offensive.
His injuries are more serious, but the offensive is getting fiercer.
Flames surrounded him, long swords trembled in his hands, and the surrounding ice and snow couldn't make him retreat at all.
Murongxuan at this time was like a flame demon walking out of hell.
"Damn, damn!"
Jin Yun was terrified in his heart when faced with this desperate attack.
"Nine Sun God Art, Qi Sun Slash!"
Murong Xuan gathered all the spiritual power in his body, and the majestic flames spewed out from him, turning into seven huge fireballs!
As the seven suns are filled with extremely hot temperatures, the entire snow-capped mountain has actually produced an avalanche under this force.
The seven suns merged their sword energy and slashed towards Murong Xuan frantically! !
"Bing Ling Jing!!"
Jin Yun roared, his spiritual power surged, and the ice attribute Dao Yun burst out instantly, and the mixed spiritual power turned into a hexagonal ice mirror in front of him!
The first fireball hit the ice mirror, and it burst!
Energetic swept all directions.
Immediately afterwards, there was the second, third, fourth...
When the fifth one fell on the ice mirror, the ice mirror finally couldn't bear the appearance of cracks, turning into countless ice crystals broken.
The sixth and seventh fireball hit Jin Yun's body!
The scorching fire sword energy penetrated into Jin Yun's body, madly destroying his body, causing him to scream.
With a puff, Jin Yun fell to the ground in smoke.
And after Murong Xuan performed the last move, he was lying on the ground exhausted, feeling difficult even to move his fingers.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help looking at each other.
"How does this count? Is it a tie?"
"Are you going to have to play another extra game?"
"No, look."
In the picture, Murong Xuan, who had fallen to the ground, slowly climbed up from the snow and staggered to his feet.
Opposite him, Jin Yun struggled to get up, but in the end he couldn't succeed, and he fainted directly with his head tilted.
Seeing this, Murong Xuan raised his arms high and declared victory!
For a while, the audience burst into huge cheers.
"Won! Xuantianzong has won!"
"Finally won!"
"Haha, headwind!"
"Xuan Tianzong is mighty!"
Beside the Madman Chu, Nangong Huang, Qin Wushuang and other Taoists were also extremely excited, and they almost jumped up with joy.
But compared with the excitement of a few people, Madman Chu's expression was very calm, his eyes were cold, and he didn't see the slightest emotion.
He came to the battlefield and supported Murong Xuan who was scarred.
"Don't kill you."
Madman Chu said angrily.
"Heh, I promised the head of the boss to bring the champion back, how can I break my promise?" Murong Xuan chuckled lightly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't support it and lost consciousness.
"Yes, this is another dizzy."
Madman Chu imposed a spring wind and rain technique on the other party, and then said to Nangong Huang and others: "You go back first."
Everyone was quite puzzled.
"Master, we won, don't you want this prize?"
"It's okay, I'll take it back for you."
Madman Chu smiled lightly.
Lan Yu pondered for a while, and then said to Nangong Huang and the others: "Let's go back first, and just leave it to the master here."
"okay then."
The people in Nangong Huang seemed to have a premonition.
Several people left the arena.
Not far away, the palace lord of the Heavenly King was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched.
"I lost, I lost!"
"How is this possible?!"
"You can still lose even if you have reached this point, how can the strength of the Xuantianzong group of disciples be so strong?!"
The Lord of the Heavenly King was extremely angry, but also helpless.
And on the referee's bench.
The thirteen prefects also reluctantly announced: "This hegemony is over, the winner is...Xuan Tianzong!"
Cheers in the audience.
The saints shook their heads and sighed.
"In the end, the people of Xuan Tianzong won."
"Yes, this sect is so amazing. I didn't expect that besides Madman Chu, there are so many outstanding talents."
But soon, everyone discovered something was wrong.
Lan Yu, Nangong Huang and others have left? !
How is this going?
Didn't accept the award?
"The Madman Chu hasn't left yet."
Everyone looked at the Madman Chu in the field, very confused.
On the referee's bench, the thirteen prefect also said: "Head of Chu, you have won, why did your disciples go first?"
"They have worked hard, let them go back and rest first, let me be the head, and come to help them."
"Help them receive the award? That's fine."
The thirteen prefects took out a Qiankun ring.
When he took it and handed it to Madman Chu, he saw a white palm constantly enlarged in front of him, and then directly slapped it on his face, his body involuntarily flew out and smashed into the wall.
Madman Chu caught the opponent's Qiankun Ring~EbookFREE.me~ and said indifferently: "In addition to accepting the prize, I will help them by the way... to get justice!!"
The sudden change caused everyone present to change their colors.
Madman Chu actually beat the referee? !
The saints who were about to leave all stopped.
"Here is coming, the real highlight is coming!"
Patriarch Lei Fal, Patriarch Linghu and the others lit up.
Hierarch Bailian couldn't help shook his head, "I knew how this guy could give up after receiving such treatment. He probably has tolerated it for a long time, and it's only now that it's embarrassing."
On the referee's bench, the Eleventh and Twelfth Prefects stood up and stared at Madman Chu angrily.
"what do you want to do!"
(End of this chapter)
