Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

Scared?

Man Tianrong's face became extremely gloomy and embarrassed.

Anyone could tell that Song Xingjian's words were aggressive tactics.

But knowingly so.

Man Tianrong had to go to the ring this time.

If he didn't, it would mean that he had no guts, and it would be regarded as fear!

And at the same time.

Man Tianrong also saw the great strength of Song Xingjian!

Even if there is a gap between Bei Xiuhe and him, the difference is not that big!

Now that Bei Xiuhe is defeated, it can be seen that Song Xingjian's strength is not weaker than him at all!

"I will make you regret it!"

Man Tianrong's voice was extremely cold.

He walked towards the ring, and at the same time he was already holding a short sword with a 50-50 ratio in his hand!

The short sword was edged, but it didn't have a blade, and it was cut off directly!

"You two better shoot!"

The long sword in Song Xingjian's hand was buzzing with anger. He pointed at Man Tianrong and Bei Xiuhe with the sword, and said coldly: "I also want to see how far my strength can go!"

Bei Xiuhe, who was injured in one arm, almost vomited blood out of anger!

What do you mean by that, are you treating them as a test?

Man Tianrong's face was filled with murderous intent, and the aura on his body gradually rose.

"Boy, I will go all out! I hope your life is hard enough!"

These words are murderous.

Man Tianrong's momentum exploded.

Rumbling loud noises and strong winds exploded around the arena.

The cultivation base of a martial arts master is far from comparable to that of a martial arts master!

What's more, this Man Tianrong's talent and evildoer, the aura that erupted, almost approached the half-step Wu Zun!

But seeing this, Song Xingjian's eyes became even hotter.

rumbling~

The method on his body was running to the extreme, and the long sword in his hand made a buzzing sound: "Kill!"

This time Song Xingjian took the lead.

The figures of the two turned into afterimages in an instant.

Fighting on the arena, long and short swords criss-crossed and sent out sparks, and there was the sound of metal and stone handing over, which was extremely ear-piercing.

But soon the two fell into a stalemate, their strengths were evenly matched, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

Just less than two minutes passed.

Song Xingjian's aura suddenly rose slightly, and the attack in his hand accelerated, and his strength suddenly increased!

when~

The terrifying energy exploded and scattered, and under the astonishing force, Man Tianrong was staggered back a certain distance after being slashed by Song Xingjian.

Almost close to the edge of the ring.

His face was pale, and he staggered for a while before standing still.

Man Tianrong also fell into a disadvantage!

"It's not the limit!"

Shocking Man Tianrong back, Song Xingjian's eyes were shining brightly, he looked down at the sword in his hand, and whispered to himself.

on the opposite side.

Man Tianrong's face turned dark.

Right now, he tried his best, but he couldn't win Song Xingjian.

In the end, he still fell into a disadvantage!

The opponent is just a martial arts master, what the hell is this?

At this time, Man Tianrong also understood why Bei Xiuhe lost, Song Xingjian is really too strong!

"You guys, let's do it together!"

Song Xingjian pointed his long sword at the two of them and said in a deep voice.

He exudes a powerful self-confidence!

These words made Man Tianrong's face a little grim and distorted.

The two majestic genius masters actually want to join forces to deal with a martial arts master?

This person can't afford to lose it!

"Let's see who gets down first!"

Man Tianrong shouted angrily, and rushed out again holding a sword.

Relying on his cultivation as a martial arts master, he was ready to have a protracted battle with Song Xingjian.

Just use it to the end.

The one lying on the ground must be Song Xingjian.

Only he was wrong!

As the two fought each other for longer, Song Xingjian's strength became stronger and stronger. In the end, Song Xingjian chopped off a finger with a single blow from Song Xingjian.

"This time, it's a severed finger! Next time, it's a severed head!"

Song Xingjian said coldly with his long sword across the sky.

On the arena, Man Tianrong's severed finger lay horizontally, and blood was scattered all over.

Everyone below the ring was stunned.

The strength of Song Xingjian made them gasp and exclaim.

Quan Mumei, who was defeated by Song Xingjian before, was even more horrified.

Wu Huaiyu, who was standing beside Wu Qingleng, lowered his head at this moment, with a gloomy expression.

Originally, she thought that she and Song Xingjian should be equal in talent and strength, but unexpectedly, there was such a big gap.

Same time.

Song Xingjian's long sword turned into an afterimage, attacking and killing Man Tianrong.

"Either you join forces together, or...beg for mercy and get out!"

Song Xingjian scolded Man Tianrong and Bei Xiuhe.

"kill him!"

Seeing that Song Xingjian's momentum was getting stronger, Bei Xiuhe finally couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed forward with the knife in his diagonal stab.

Man Tianrong, who met Song Xingjian's attack, had an extremely livid face.

Two geniuses fighting against a guy who is a martial arts master, and he is much younger than them, this can be described as embarrassing to the extreme!

rumbling~

Dangdangdang~

The three fell into a chaotic battle, all kinds of terrifying winds and energy exploded, sparks splashed, sand flew away and rocks flew away.

All the people watching around the ring opened their mouths.

Unexpectedly, the two top geniuses actually teamed up!

And they were even more shocked that Song Xingjian could match up with the two of them.

At this time, there is still no downside!

Many people fell silent and held their breath.

The power formed by the fighting of the three is already comparable to that of a martial artist.

If the arena wasn't strong enough, it might have turned into a pile of rubble long ago.

"This son must be a flying dragon!"

Seeing that Song Xingjian was not at a disadvantage under the siege of the two, Wu Qingleng was the first to be amazed.

Everyone else is silent.

It's just that the deep shock and horror on their faces couldn't be concealed.

But suddenly.

On the ring, Song Xingjian's aura suddenly rose again.

And a light blue light exploded on his body.

"What!"

"Pale blue light!"

"That's... a heavenly skill!"

Someone suddenly stood up and exclaimed loudly.

The one who got up was Quan Kao from the East.

Wu Qing Leng and many other strong men beside him couldn't sit still anymore.

Heaven-level skills, that is the legendary existence!

Many strong people present, let alone cultivation, have never seen it even if they have seen it!

In Wuwanghai, some forces, long long ago, still had heaven-level exercises.

For example, the three clans of Burst Island!

But then almost all lost!

Now, there is a heavenly rank skill again!

Practicing the heaven-level kungfu, the strength will explode completely, and the whole body will emit a light blue light.

Shocked for a while.

Many people's eyes could not help but fall on Wang Zimou.

Even Xiao Yun and the others looked at Wang Zimou in astonishment.

After all, Song Xingjian has practiced the Heaven Rank Kung Fu, so there is no need to talk about Wang Zimou himself!

"Heaven-level exercises!"

Man Tianrong and Bei Xiuhe on the arena also uttered horror.

"Wave Breaking Sword!"

But at this time, Song Xingjian gave a cold shout, and the long sword in his hand had a strong blue light.

This frightened the two people on the opposite side even more.

"Heaven-level martial arts!"

Seeing the martial arts performed by Song Xingjian, many people all exclaimed this time.

After many people were astonished, they soon burst into an uproar.

PS: It's a bit of a situation today, take a break, and resume the third shift tomorrow!