Fortunately, this huge roar was like a flash in the pan, fleeting. However, the Hidden Sword that was originally shot at Wutian stopped at Wutian's eyebrows, and fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

Xi Yu'er was the closest to Monk Wutian, and when he was yelled at by Monk Wutian, he immediately showed a look of pain on his face.

However, Xi Yu'er also knew that Monk Wutian's iron fist was coming, so he didn't dare to neglect it at all. He immediately bit the tip of his tongue, and with the blessing of spiritual power, he opened his mouth and spat out a bloody arrow.

This blood arrow carried the sound of breaking through the air. On the way, one turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight, and eight drops of fresh blood shot towards Monk Wutian from all directions without any blind spots!

Knowing that these blood drops were so powerful that even a man of steel would inevitably be shot out of a hole, Monk Wutian swept a golden light from his left hand towards the surroundings, and all those blood drops fell on Monk Wutian.

within the palm of your hand.

And Wutian's right fist was not idle either, without any pause, it hit Xi Yu'er's body hard.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and Xi Yu'er screamed, and then the whole person flew up in the air and hit the ground heavily on the ring. When she opened her mouth, she spurted out a large mouthful of blood. Her face was extremely pale, as if she had been beaten.

Monk Wutian was seriously injured by that punch.

Monk Wutian sneered: "Female donor, these tricks are not enough to deal with Wutian."

Before Wu Tian could finish his words, his face was filled with shock. His right hand, glowing with golden light, suddenly exploded into a blood mist, and Wu Tian's entire body hit the huge golden pillar on the left side of the ring.

"Female donor. I don't want to be merciful anymore!" Monk Wutian stood up awkwardly from the ring, his body trembling slightly. The blood drop just now was actually blessed with spiritual power, making Monk Wutian unable to prevent it.

A note from Xi Yuer.

"Split the ground!"

Monk Wutian rose into the air, stretched out his right foot, and stepped towards Xi Yu'er with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Ah.!" Xi Yu'er had lost the ability to move at this time, and was immediately stepped on by Monk Wutian. The sound of cracking bones was heard, followed by Xi Yu'er's tragic cry, which seemed to be affected by

Great pain.

"Wutian!" Monk Wutian refused to give up. He was unmoved by Xi Yuer's miserable scream. His right fist was covered with veins and he immediately smashed it towards Xi Yuer.

The force of Monk Wutian's punch was so great that just the wind of the punch made the entire arena tremble slightly. If Xi Yu'er was hit by this punch, he would definitely die!

Suddenly, Zhen Jiuqu, who was in the audience, had a stern look on his face and pretended to go on stage to save Xi Yuer from the hands of monk Wutian.

However, a white figure walked in front of him one step ahead of him.

That snow-white figure was like a stream of light. Zhen Jiuqu only felt that his eyes were covered with flowers and then disappeared!

Just when Monk Wutian's iron fist was about to land on Xi Yu'er's face, he suddenly felt a sound breaking through the air. He immediately turned pale in fright and turned around to look.

The person came with an evil smile on his face, and his right fist turned into a phantom dragon. The dragon roared wildly, and the whole square was filled with the sound of dragon roar!

"Wang Yu!" Monk Wutian looked at the Cheng Yaojin who had come out halfway, and instantly recognized him. This person was Wang Yu, one of the top ten in this year's junior ranking competition. Wang Yu, known as the Overlord Grand Duke

Yu!

Monk Wutian did not dare to neglect, and quickly withdrew his iron fist and struck Wang Yu.

"Boom.!"

A shocking loud noise came. Wang Yu and Monk Wutian stood on the stage. The energy around them was flying, and even the four golden pillars of the stage were blown up and smashed towards the tens of thousands of warriors under the stage.

passed.

But fortunately, Li Mohuan, Luo Jiuye and other four strong men leaped away one after another. Each of them lifted up a golden bead weighing hundreds of thousands of kilograms. After many warriors gave way, they gently lifted the golden bead.

Placed on the ground.

And Xi Yu'er was immediately knocked off the ring by the fist fight between the two. At this moment, Zhen Jiuqu held Xi Yu'er in his arms with one hand, and Xi Yu'er had already entered.

Comatose state.

Everyone had forgotten the unparalleled disaster just now and looked at the fist fight between Wang Yu and Monk Wutian on the ring in horror.

Above the arena, strong winds blew, and Wang Yu's long snow-white hair swayed with the strong wind, flowing freely and elegantly.

"Lawless!" Wu Tian shouted loudly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Dragon arm. Ten gravity!

Feeling that Wutian's strength surged several times in an instant, Wang Yu also immediately blasted out all the strength within the dragon's arms.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!!" There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and as the two right fists collided again, the entire ring was swinging wildly.

"Pfft." At this moment, Monk Wutian suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

And Wang Yu was knocked down from the ring like a kite with its string broken, and fell among the Taoist disciples.

Seeing their senior brother Wang Yu being punched down from the ring by Monk Wutian, everyone rushed to open their arms and wanted to hug Wang Yu.

But who would have expected that Wang Yu, who was in mid-air, suddenly slapped the void with his hand, and with the force of that slap, he landed lightly on the ground.

"Wang Yu." Monk Wutian looked at Wang Yu directly below the ring with a fierce look in his eyes and a pale face, and said through gritted teeth.

"Haha, what's the matter?" Wang Yu patted the dust on his body, as warmly as the boy next door.
Chapter completed!