On the platform, Wu Xu, who was trapped in the Sifang Locking Spirit Formation, became more and more ugly, his expression gradually became distorted, and his body muscles were twitching slightly, as if he could not bear it.

Looking at the scene on the platform, coupled with Feng Lingyue's words, Suning thought of the possibility that the hairpin conference itself is not allowed to hurt people to death. The reason why the organizers have not come out to call Stop, there is a great possibility that there is some kind of contract between them and Wu Xu, and in order to get rid of the contract, or get rid of Wu Xu, he must die.

In this way, it is reasonable that the Wang family, as the organizer of this hairpin conference, did not take the initiative to stop the game. However, in this way, Jiang Bailin will become the only tainted person in this hairpin conference. When they are labeled as a deliberate murder, not only Jiang Bailin will be retired, but also his reputation will be greatly damaged.

In the Quartet Locking Spirit Formation, complex and imperceptible light rays of spiritual power outline each other. The power of the formation has not yet fully manifested, and Wu Xu can no longer withstand it. Under the action of the formation, Wu Xu's body Lingyuan constantly impacted in the meridians around his body, feeling severe pain from all over his body.

On Wu Xu's forehead, crystal beads of sweat gradually condensed, sliding down his face.

"What? Are you still reluctant to admit defeat?"

Jiang Bailin looked indifferently at Wu Xu in the Quartet Locking Spirit Formation. As the organizer, the Wang Family did not seem to have the intention to stop the game. Jiang Bailin guessed something in his heart.

"You...dream...!"

In the Quartet Locking Spirit Formation, Wu Xu changed his head, and the color on his face gradually became a little purple. There was a trace of resentment in Jiang Bailin's eyes, and he spoke with difficulty.

Hearing Wu Xu’s words, Jiang Bailin shook his head helplessly. Although he could directly win this round of competition with the Quartet Locking Spirit Formation, Wu Xu would definitely die. He naturally knew that Wu Xu could not die in his hands. Otherwise, it will only give thousands of people in the stands and the Wang family a reasonable reason to retire him.

After a while, Jiang Bailin waved his hand and directly withdrew Wu Xu's four-square lock spirit formation. With a movement of his wrist, the black iron sword suddenly appeared in his hand, looking at Wu Xu who was half kneeling on the ground with a cold expression.

As the Sifang Locking Spiritual Array withdrew, Wu Xu's spiritual source strength gradually returned to calm, the pain from all over his body gradually decreased, and the corners of his mouth gradually evoked an imperceptible arc.

"It seems that he still dare not kill me in front of so many people!"

Wu Xu slowly propped up his body and stood up, his mouth opened slightly, and he muttered in a low voice.

Seeing Jiang Bailin's sudden closing in the field, the spectators in the surrounding stands made a sigh of relief. They didn't seem to understand why Jiang Bailin wanted to release Wu Xu from the Sifang Locking Array. It was obvious that he could win the battle.

In a room on the stand, Wang Feng watched the eyes flashing in the field. The friction between Wu Xu and Jiang Bailin, he had also learned about it in private. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to kill Wu. Xu, I didn't expect Jiang Bailin to stop here.

Jiang Bailin slowly raised the black iron sword in his hand and pointed at Wu Xu with a cold expression on his face.

"The opportunity has been given to you, give up yourself."

"If it weren't for the General Assembly to not allow wounding to death, you would be a corpse now!"

After just a short rest, the spirit source in Wu Xu's body has recovered calm. Hearing Jiang Bailin's words, Wu Xu's mouth raised a smile, and the look at Jiang Bailin gradually became interesting.

"Give up?"

"Boy, you didn't take the opportunity to kill me, I am grateful."

"But I can't lose this game!"

As Wu Xu’s words fell, all the spirit sources in his body burst out, as if he was about to fight Jiang Bailin. After just what happened, Wu Xu knew in his heart that he had too many secrets of the Wang family in his hands, and Wang Feng must be too. Want to use Jiang Bailin's hand to kill him.

From the previous collision with Jiang Bailin, Wu Xu knew that if he didn't make a full shot, then his chances of defeating Jiang Bailin would be very slim. Faced with the current predicament, he could only fully mobilize the spiritual source in his body.

Seeing the movement from Wu Xu, an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Bailin's mouth. With a movement of his mind, a more powerful aura suddenly burst out of his body, and a trace of spiritual power flowed with his fingertips. On the black iron sword, behind him, a phantom loomed, some of which could not be seen clearly.

"drink!"

With Wu Xu's loud yell, a dark blue water treading blue wolf suddenly appeared behind him, and one person and one wolf suddenly disappeared in place and struck in the direction of Jiang Bailin.

Seeing this scene before him, Jiang Bailin didn't panic at all. He didn't even have the idea of ​​summoning a unicorn. After all, the gap between realms could not be made up by a spirit beast.

"Kirin is determined."

Jiang Bailin opened his mouth slightly, and as he murmured, Qilin Fire suddenly appeared on the black iron sword's body, wrapping the black iron sword's body in it, his wrist moved slightly, and the two soaring sword auras directed towards the sky above the platform. Two places slashed straight, and the terrifying sword energy swept across a crack on the ground of the platform.

Looking at the zooming sword energy, Wu Xu and Tashui Lanlang's eyes flashed with a trace of fear, and they quickly avoided.

"boom…"

With two loud noises, the terrifying sword force carried a majestic spirit source fluctuation, bombarding the protective cover around the platform, and the entire protective cover trembled slightly under the bombardment of the two swords.

Wu Xu stood straight on the spot, looking at Jiang Bailin not far away, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Before he could react, Jiang Bailin's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving an afterimage on the platform. Hit the door to his face.

"Damn it!"

Wu Xu let out a low shout, constantly resisting Jiang Bailin's offensive, one man and one wolf kept retreating under Jiang Bailin's fierce offensive, and he was about to be forced off the platform.

Turning his eyes to look behind him, Wu Xu's heart was crossed, as he was about to raise his sword to counterattack, only a trace of mockery flashed in Jiang Bailin's eyes, and with his wrist, he flew the long sword in his hand directly.

Looking at the long sword flying upside down from his hands, Wu Xu was completely desperate. Facing Jiang Bailin, even if he fought with all his strength, there was no hope of victory at all.

"Continue?"

Jiang Bailin raised the black iron sword in his hand and pointed it directly at Wu Xu's eyebrows.

Seeing Jiang Bailin's appearance, Wu Xu showed a self-deprecating look on his face, let out a frantic laughter, and then slowly lowered his head, his expression gradually becoming lonely.