Nightmare Card House

Zhang Ze had never imagined that the inherited seven-star sword in his hand, given by the elder Qin Tianjian, would be cut in half under the madman's continuous attacks!

The broken sword collapsed, and the flicked blade slashed across Zhang Ze's cheek, leaving a blood-red gash. However, Zhang Ze seemed to have lost his soul. He didn't even feel the slightest pain until He stood there blankly.

Lu Yi caught the flaw and slashed forward with his big sword.

"call out!"

At this moment, another piercing sound echoed through the entire venue.

"Click!!!"

A flying knife with purple light hit the long knife that was about to fall in mid-air.

"boom!!!"

The purple light exploded with the breath of thunder!

Lu Yi was forced to push back and took several steps back.

The old man stood up and walked slowly out of the crowd.

There was silence.

"Ancestor!!"

Zhang Ze knelt in front of Zhou Yaowen. He looked down at the broken seven-star sword at his feet. His mouth was full of bitterness, and his eyes were full of shame and regret.

"Go down."

Zhou Yaowen uttered two words, stood with his hands behind his hands, and looked at Lu Yi coldly.

Realizing that Zhou Yaowen was on the stage, the venue was once again in an uproar.

They had all they could eat today!

Is the Qin Tian Jian Patriarch planning to appear in person? This figure who became famous nearly a hundred years ago did not hesitate to lower his status and appear in person. It can be seen how the blood spirit will push him to a point of no return.

Seeing that even Zhou Yaowen was about to take action himself, Shen Li's heart sank. He knew very well how strong these old guys who had been famous for a long time were. If nothing else, just by forcing Lu Yi back, Shen Li felt that This can only be achieved by entering complete demonization.

You have to find a way to stop him!

Thinking about it, Shen Li smiled at the side and said, "Haha, what? Even Senior Zhou wants to compete in a competition? Isn't Senior Zhou afraid of people saying that your Qin Tianjian uses the big to bully the small and can't afford to lose?"

Zhou Yaowen turned his head, looked at Shen Li, and said word by word: "After living for most of my life, these false names are just passing smoke. You don't have to say anything to provoke me. You are destined to lose today. The Blood Spirit Society must get out of the southern mysterious side. "

Shen Li's expression became even gloomier.

Lu Yi on the stage laughed twice and said, "The old guy is good. If you say you are unreasonable, you are unreasonable. It is better than those who become bitches and build memorial arches!"

Facing junior Zhou Yaowen, he didn't take the lead and just looked at Lu Yi calmly.

"Seeing as you are a junior, let's do it!"

"Don't regret it."

The ghost-headed sword in his hand made Lu Yi's self-confidence extremely inflated. He felt that even if the person standing in front of him was the Nine Heavens Gods and Demons, he had a slight chance of winning.

As he spoke, Lu Yi spread his palms and prepared to cut his own palms with his chopping knife.

Everyone in the audience didn't understand what Lu Yi was going to do, but Shen Li and Hui Xiaoqiu could see clearly that Lu Yi was going to use his special semi-demon ability.

At this moment, a voice from the audience sounded, "Lu Yi, stop."

Lu Yi was startled, and immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

Fang Tian stood up from the crowd with an expressionless face.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Tian's face, wondering where this young man came from.

"Since the ancestor of Qintianjian is interested in coming out to compete, we, the Blood Spirit Society, also need to entertain him well. We can't neglect it." Fang Tian said as he walked through the crowd and walked step by step to the center of the arena until he stood at Lu Yi around.

Amid the whispers, Fang Tian put his hand on Lu Yi's shoulder and looked at Zhou Yaowen, "This competition is up to me."

For Zhou Yaowen, it was the same no matter who the opponent was. He looked at the young man who suddenly stepped in and asked, "Who are you?"

"Me? Master of the Blood Spirit Society, who do you think I am?"

There was an uproar in the field.

The Blood Spirit Society has always been mysterious. Most people only know Shen Li, but Shen Li has never done anything externally in the name of the master of the Blood Spirit Society.

Who could have imagined that the master of the Blood Spirit Society would be such a young man about the same age as Lu Yi?

The most surprising person at the moment was Li Xiang, who was sitting happily eating melon at the VIP table. He blinked blankly and looked at Fang Tian on the stage, with countless question marks flashing through his mind.

What? Who is that kid? Isn't this Fang Tian?

Why is he standing there? Isn't he from the card club? Isn’t it the undead system that I’m proficient in?

When did he become the master of the Blood Spirit Society again? !

This feeling of eating melon and suddenly eating it on the head of his good brother made Li Xiang a little confused for a while.

"Ah, it's brother Fang Tian." Hui Xiaoqiu on the side clapped her hands and said with a smile: "He looks a bit more handsome than in the photo."

Shen Li stared at Fang Tian on the stage, thinking.

Zhou Yaowen's pupils dilated several times in an instant, and a powerful mental wave appeared in his eyes, piercing Fang Tian.

Fang Tian just stood there, ignoring Zhou Yaowen's mental impact.

The eyeball in his sea of ​​consciousness controls his sea of ​​consciousness like a sea-fixing needle, and will not be affected by such external forces at all.

"Lu Yi, go down first."

"Yes, Holy Lord!"

Lu Yiyi nodded, holding the precious sword and walking towards the Blood Spirit Society.

"Young people are formidable. You have become the leader of a major force on the mysterious side at a young age. Your achievements in the future will be limitless." Seeing Fang Tian resisting his mental temptation, Zhou Yaowen showed approval. He relied on his identity and still did not take action. Gong, said, "But I have already said that no matter what happens today, your Blood Spirit Society will definitely be defeated! Let's get started!"

Fang Tian reached out and touched the pendant on his chest.

Along with the gradually spreading aura of the undead, seven black-robed shadows condensed around Fang Tian.

Zhou Yaowen looked at these shadows and gradually frowned.

He hadn't been outside for a long time. He came here when he heard something happened to Qi Hongkuo. When he came, he heard from his disciples that the Blood Spirit Society was related to the devil's followers, but now he saw the young man in front of him using it. The method seems to belong to the yin and yang system?

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"

Guided by his spiritual power, seven black-robed shadows attacked Zhou Yaowen from seven directions at the same time.

Zhou Yaowen stood still and slowly revealed a cyan wooden long sword from under his cuff. Some faintly glowing lines could be seen on the long sword.

"Swift!"

A sword passed by.

The wooden sword split the black robe's shadow like tofu and dissipated into fly ash.

This was just the initial test, and Fang Tian never thought that Zhou Yaowen could be eliminated with these little tricks.

With the help of the teleportation ability of the sacred object pendant, Fang Tian suddenly appeared on the other side. When he raised his hand, several dark elemental bullets burst out from the ancient sacrificial staff and hit Zhou Yaowen.