boom!

A terrible wave of air blew around.

The souls around the martial arts field were all shocked.

How can they talk about the martial arts enchantment is so broken? One by one was caught off guard, and was directly overturned by the air wave.

Even the seeds of genius are unbearable.

"Be careful!"

"Defensively!"

Various noisy shouts sounded from the panicked crowd.

Jian Youlan also joined forces to release a gas mask layer to resist the impact.

Everyone joined hands, the aura was thick and fierce, like a tortoise shell covering the body, and a terrifying wave of air hit the air cover like a wave.

The gas mask also trembled frantically.

"This power has muddled the power of Master Ji Dao and Bashan, and even mutated. There is no doubt about the strength of Bashan, but the strength of Master Dao... is it too strong!" A Jianmei The star-eye man wearing a white sword uniform said coldly: "How much power did the supreme monarch endow him? How can he be so capable?"

"Yeah, if we don't join forces to resist, I'm afraid we can't resist such an impact... I don't know if Pulling Mountain can defeat the Supreme Master." A rather simple-looking man beside him couldn't help but say.

"Failure? I'm afraid it will be very difficult." Jian Youlan shook her head, a worrisome gleam in her eyes.

With such power, it is no longer necessary to talk about victory or defeat, but about life and death!

Whoosh whoosh...

At this time, several thick and violent figures rushed out.

That is impressively a god-witted guard.

Just watching them pull out the long sword at their waists and stab them forward, the Xiaoxiao Divine Sword releases its mighty sword, and instantly shakes this terrifying shock wave back.

"The magic guards have taken action!"

Those souls whose defenses were about to be ripped apart by the shock wave were ecstatic and shouted.

The magic guards lined up to the four sides, using force as the boundary, covering the ring, the brutal and domineering force actually isolated the entire ring.

The shock wave was immediately cut off.

When people saw this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Shenjiwei came forward, and Wuchang immediately restored order.

However, the crowd is now in a mess.

Many people fell to the ground, wailing constantly, and some even vomited blood and scars.

"Immediately send someone to deal with the scene and give the injured pill compensation!" Master Ruan frowned, turning his head to the humanity beside him.

"Yes."

Others nodded and ran off immediately.

Shenji Palace began to deal with the game in an orderly manner.

However, most people at the scene did not care about their injuries.

What they care more about... is what happens in the ring.

Such a tragic impact is enough to prove that the two in the ring are also under more terrible pressure.

What is the situation now?

People raised their eyes, not daring to blink, looking at everything on the stage.

When the dust gradually fell and everything subsided, everything on the stage was exposed to the world's sight.

At this moment, the entire arena is already covered by a lot of cracks.

The enchantment is broken.

The aura of destruction raged wildly in the air, and it lasted for about seven or eight breaths before the aura gradually dispersed.

As for the son of Jidao and Bashan, they have stopped at this moment.

The two stood on both sides of the stage like this, looking at each other.

The two sides remained motionless.

Like a statue.

Pulling the mountain came from the Temple of Heaven. At this moment, all the people who held the Temple of Heaven rushed to the competition area, looking at him with scorching eyes. Everyone was worried and worried.

"Brother."

"Are you okay?"

Take the Tiangong disciple to shout.

"Bashan, are you okay?"

The simple-looking man beside Jian Youlan also shouted.

But...Bashan did not reply.

It was as if he hadn't heard the people's words, and still remained still.

"Ok?"

Jian Youlan felt bad, suddenly, she seemed to notice something, her expression changed.

But everyone from the Jidao Dynasty over there showed a playful smile, holding their hands on their chests, and laughing again and again.

"The situation is wrong!" The man with the sword eyebrow star next to him suddenly turned his head and shouted in a low voice: "Quickly, find a way to save Bashan."

"I'm afraid it's too late!" a purple-clothed woman said calmly.

When the words fell, people looked at her together.

The woman in purple just stared at the stage indifferently.

puff!

At this time, an abnormal noise suddenly appeared on the stage.

The people were all taken aback and looked over, only to find that the mountain on the stage suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and a lot of blood holes appeared in the body that was intact.

He backed away again and again, and he knelt directly on the ground, spitting blood with minced meat crazily.

"what?"

The audience was in an uproar.

"How is this going?"

"Bashan actually hurt so badly?"

Everyone in the world is puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

Suddenly, Bashan was seriously injured?

"It turns out that Bashan is not an opponent at all for the blow just now!"

"This... is this extremely powerful boy too?"

The shock continued, and countless eyes widened.

Seeing this, Jian Youlan looked tense and immediately shouted: "Pull the mountain, surrender!"

Hearing the sound of the mountain, he also knew that he was in poor condition, so he immediately called out the word surrender.

But at this moment, Young Master Ji Dao rushed forward one step at a time.

As if he was unscathed and not consumed at all, his soul power was urged to the limit, and he instantly appeared behind Bashan, with one hand pressed into Bashan's mouth, and his tongue was pinched fiercely.

Bashan just wanted to happen, but was stopped instantly.

"Um! Um..."

Bashan opened his mouth and shouted, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Surrender? I'm afraid I can't, but let me be my food obediently!"

Young Master Ji Dao squinted and smiled, then his pupils opened, and a blood line appeared on his skin.

"not good!!"

Countless souls have changed greatly.

"Brother!"

Take the hysterical screams of the Tiangong disciples.

"Elder Ruan, Bashan has already lost, please end the game immediately." A man shouted at Ruan.

Master Ruan pursed his lower lip, but said nothing.

He didn't hear Bashan's surrender. According to the rules, he could not terminate the game.

Although he wanted to speak out, he finally chose to give up.

Seeing Master Ruan indifferent, people were full of horror and fear.

"Now, I will dominate the game! Hahahaha..."

Master Ji Dao laughed and roared suddenly, a silver halo burst out from his back, the halo burst, turned into countless silk threads, and once again wrapped the mountain like a cocoon.

The scene fell silent.

People stared blankly.

Seeing this, everyone understands... Pull up the mountain and follow in the footsteps of Ye Qingjun... Become the nourishment of the Ji Dao son!

Countless eyes from all directions looked at this horrible scene stupidly, and everyone was unable to make a sound at this time.

After a while, when the cocoon threads gradually disappeared, a dry corpse fell out of it.

That...it was Bashan.