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    Hua Shiyu tried her best to avoid it, thinking that the petals would knock away the sharp thorns, but the sharp thorns were too dense, and a sharp thorn shot past, making a big gash in Hua Shiyu’s jade arm.

    A large piece of the sleeve was torn, the snow-white skin was exposed, bright red blood splashed, Hua Shiyu was injured, and the disciples of Xuantian Dao Sect let out a cry of surprise.

    “Puff puff puff…”

    There were too many sharp thorns on the ground. Hua Shiyu avoided them while using new petals to resist them.

    However, 99% of her petals were stained with the hateful sticky water and became sluggish. She was unable to rush to protect her immediately. As a result, she was stabbed in several places, and her clothes were stained red with blood.

    But Hua Shiyu still refused to admit defeat. She moved the petals with all her strength to get rid of the damn sticky water, and soon she could break free from the shackles of the sticky water.

    “Sister, be careful down there!” The disciple of Zhentian Dharma Sect chuckled, and suddenly waved his staff. The spikes in the air were actually pulled by some kind of force, and shot at Hua Shiyu from countless tricky angles.

    “Poof”

    Hua Shiyu tried her best to avoid it, but was still hit by a sharp thorn in the shoulder, and blood instantly stained most of her body red.

    “Tsk”

    Suddenly, a sharp thorn spun rapidly, passing through Hua Shiyu’s skirt, piercing Hua Shiyu’s calf, and pulled down a corner of her long skirt, exposing her white calf to everyone.

    Hua Shiyu was shocked, angry, ashamed and anxious. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and her whole body’s breath dropped rapidly, and she was no longer able to fight anymore.

    “Admit…defeat”

    “Hoo”

    Hua Shiyu was teleported out of the field and hugged by Tang Wan’er. Meng Qi hurriedly took out a gown to cover Hua Shiyu’s calves. Hua Shiyu had already passed out.

    “I’m so sorry. There’s bleeding above and below. I’m so sorry!” The disciple of Zhentian Dharma Sect said proudly and jumped off the ring.

    The disciples of the Xuantian Dao Sect couldn’t help but be furious. This was simply too much bullying. Hua Shiyu was a genius of a generation, but he was so insulted that everyone’s lungs were about to explode.

    At this time, even Master Xuan, who had always been very calm, looked a little cold, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, but he still did not say a word.

    “Boss, I’ll go up and teach them a profound lesson!” At this time, another disciple of the Zhentian Dharma Sect jumped onto the ring, and Gu Yang jumped up after speaking.

    But a figure was faster than him. Tang Wan’er had already rushed onto the ring before Gu Yang.

    “Boss, this…” Gu Yang stopped in a hurry.

    “Let her be. It’s not like you don’t understand Wan’er’s little temper.” Long Chen looked at Tang Wan’er, and then at the man opposite who was only over three feet tall, with a trace of worry on his face.

    The man was only three feet tall, but his waist was eight feet, as if a big man had been crushed flat.

    Although his height is a bit funny, he is indeed a powerful fifth-level Skywalker, and he is also an innate fifth-level skywalker. His whole body is covered by a thin layer of mist. In fact, it is not mist, but dust.

    “Buzz”

    Following the order from the master of the courtyard, the light curtain was raised, indicating that the battle had begun.

    “Hey, Xuantian Daozong has no men? Why send some girls on stage? Women are not very useful on stage, only in bed…” The short and fat man from Zhentian Dazong shook his head and looked up and down Tang Wan’er’s graceful figure with a lewd expression.

    “Poof”

    As a result, a wind blade appeared silently and slashed hard on his face. As a result, a long gash was cut out of his face and one of his eyeballs was chopped off.

    “Rumble…”

    Suddenly there was an explosion in the void, and the endless wind blades, like the life-killing sword from hell, slashed at the short fat man of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect.

    “What a pity”

    Long Chen couldn’t help but secretly cried out that it was a pity. If Tang Wan’er’s wind blade struck the man’s wrist and cut off his wrist, the battle would be over. This shows that Tang Wan’er’s combat experience is still not rich enough. The disciples of Zhentian Fa Zong are just a bunch of dogs without the staff.

    “Earth Spirit Asylum”

    The short fat man from Zhentian Dharma Sect screamed in pain, but still activated protection at the critical moment.

    A huge clay statue ten feet high stood in front of him. The statue was covered with countless runes, radiant and emitting endless earth power.

    “Boom”

    In Tang Wan’er’s hands, two huge wind blades merged together and struck the statue hard, causing the statue to explode immediately.

    Behind the statue, the short fat man of Zhentian Fa Sect, who had lost an eye and was about to fight back, was knocked away by the terrifying force.

    “Lingfeng Chaotic Blade”

    “Puff, puff, puff…”

    The endless sea of wind blades, like a torrent, hit the short fat man of Zhentian Dazong. Although the man had rune armor around his body, he was still almost chopped into pieces.

    “Give him one more blow and you can kill him.” Guo Ran and others watched with excitement. Tang Wan’er’s violent impact was so relieved.

    “Heavenly Slash”

    Tang Wan’er formed a seal with her jade hands, and a huge wind blade stood in the void, making the void tremble. With endless pressure, it slashed at the short fat man of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect. This was a sharp killing blow.

    Long Chen couldn’t help but sigh. This was due to lack of combat experience. Sometimes killing people, the ultimate move may not be effective.

    “The Earth Gathers the Stars”

    The short, fat man from the Heaven-Suppressing Sect seized a chance to breathe. With a wave of his cane, his whole body was instantly wrapped in a huge ball.

    The ball was a hundred feet in diameter. As soon as it appeared, the endless power of the earth was attracted to it in an instant. The symbols on it flashed, and the original yellow color instantly turned into golden yellow.

    “Boom”

    There was an explosion and the strong wind surged. Tang Wan’er was knocked back by the terrifying force of the explosion. The huge ball was split into powder by Tang Wan’er’s blow.

    “Bitch, go to hell!”

    Suddenly a loud shout came, and the short fat man of Zhentian Dazong, who was covered in blood, made a dazzling stroke of the staff in his hand in the air. The ground around Tang Wan’er shook violently, and endless earth walls surrounded her. In an instant, she disappeared from everyone’s sight.

    “Boom boom boom…”

    The earth kept vibrating, and the heavily wrapped ball kept vibrating, and finally exploded. Wind blades flew out all over the sky, and Tang Wan’er broke through the blockade.

    At this moment, the sky darkened, and everyone was horrified to find that a giant hammer appeared in the void.

    The giant hammer was almost as big as the entire arena, and the space around it kept twisting, and it hit Tang Wan’er hard.

    “Die, you bitch!” The short, fat man from Zhentian Dharma Sect now had only one eye, his face was almost distorted, and he was as hideous as a ghost. He drove the giant hammer to hit Tang Wan’er. This was an inevitable blow.

    “Buzz”

    A rune lit up on Tang Wan’er’s forehead, and the wind blades spinning rapidly around her stopped motionless, as if time in the entire world had stopped.

    Then, on each wind blade, blood lines filled the air. Tang Wan’er activated the power of spiritual blood, and each wind blade was connected to her mind.

    “Blade of Kamikaze”

    Following Tang Wan’er’s cold shout, the wind blades around her body floated, and her aura surged like the sea, like a female war goddess. The wind blades around her quickly gathered together to form a huge long sword, and slashed at the giant hammer.

    “Boom”

    The void exploded, the runes exploded, and the entire barrier shook. Meng Qi and the short fat man from the Heaven-Suppressing Sect both spat out a mouthful of blood. This was a head-on fight without any bells and whistles.

    “Boom boom boom…”

    Tang Wan’er’s blood-colored wind blade burst out and shot toward the short fat man of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect. The short fat man of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect waved his staff, and earth energy surged. Various attacks from earth walls, meteorites, and ground thorns were slowed down. Sometimes, water energy and wood energy were also stimulated. The two launched a world-shattering battle.

    The wind blades shook the sky, the spells slowed down, and the entire arena roared continuously. This was a truly violent and crazy battle.

    “Bitch, I don’t believe you can outlast me. Do you want to vent your anger on the previous bitch? Come on, come and kill me!” The short fat man from Zhentian Fa Sect fought fiercely for a long time, but could not defeat Tang Wan’er. He couldn’t help but sneered while fighting fiercely.

    “You damn fat man, San Cun Ding, I will definitely kill you today.” Tang Wan’er was furious, and the bloody wind blade attack became even more fierce.

    “Oops, Wan’er was fooled. The short fat guy couldn’t win. He deliberately went on the defensive and consumed Wan’er’s spiritual energy and spiritual blood power. Wan’er’s main attack would have consumed more energy, and when she was furious, the consumption would be even more terrifying.” Meng Qi’s expression changed.

    Long Chen nodded. Wan’er was still young after all. She had a fiery temper and was easily irritated. This was a very helpless thing.

    “Hey, bitch, bitch, come on, brother is waiting for you, work harder, the harder you work, the more comfortable brother will be!” The short fat man from Zhentian Fa Sect shouted loudly while defending himself.

    The fat man from Zhentian Dazong was full of filthy words. Long Chen’s expression became calmer, but anyone familiar with Long Chen knew that Long Chen was really angry now.

    “Poof”

    Tang Wan’er was so furious that she couldn’t attack for a long time. After being harassed by the short and fat man from Zhentian Dazong, she was so confused that she spat out a mouthful of blood.

    “Die, bitch.”

    The short, fat man from the Heaven-Suppressing Sect couldn’t help but be overjoyed when he saw this. He waved his staff and a spear formed in the air, heading straight for Tang Wan’er to stab her.

    “Boom”

    Tang Wan’er blocked with the wind blade, but was knocked away by the shot. She coughed up blood again, and this time suffered serious internal injuries.

    “Die”

    The short fat man from the Heaven-Suppressing Sect waved his cane continuously, waiting for an opportunity to launch a big move. Tang Wan’er gritted her teeth.

    “Admit defeat!”

    Tang Wan’er was teleported out in an instant, threw herself into Meng Qi’s arms, and cried aggrievedly: “Sister… Is Wan’er… useless, wu wu…”

    Meng Qi looked heartbroken and angry. It was the first time Tang Wan’er suffered such a big loss. That short fat man from Zhentian Dazong was so hateful.

    “The men of the Xuantian Dao Sect are useless, and neither are the women. Even my brother can’t be satisfied, hahaha!” After saying this, the short fat man from the Zhentian Dao Sect jumped off the ring.

    Long Chen looked coldly at the proud-looking disciples of Zhentian Dharma Sect, as well as the silent man with his head covered under the cloak, and suddenly said in the sea of souls:

    “Master Xuanzhu, do you want to make a fortune?”

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