But at this time, no one paid attention to the remorse and unwillingness of this martial artist at this moment.

Everyone's attention was put on Chu Yan and Yan Junrui.

But of course, more eyes still fall on Yan Junrui's body.

In the eyes of everyone, the sweaty words on the cheeks were at the end of the crossbow.

In contrast, Yan Junrui was more at ease.

And everyone also took it for granted that Chu Yan and Yan Junrui were facing exactly the same enemy at this time.

The same enemy, Chu Yan was under great pressure, but Yan Junrui frowned slightly. The gap between the two was naturally clear at a glance.

Looking at the two people who were still insisting, everyone around them couldn't help whispering.

"Just the third place was more than 1,800 points. Yan Junrui's score should be over 2,000 now."

"Since he dared to make a bet with his own life, then three hundred and fifty percent should be no problem."

"But who this person is, he can persist until now. It should be no problem if he breaks through 2000 points."

"I don't know who this person is, but it's still a lot worse than Yan Junrui. I think he can't hold on for a long time.

Not only the young martial arts soldiers around the house, but also the deacon of Zongmen, at this moment almost all have the same idea.

No one thinks that Chu Yan can hold Yan Junrui longer.

In their view, Chu Yan is just a foil to Yan Junrui.

At this moment in the fantasy space, Chu Yan was panting, and his arm holding the Li Yan gun was shaking slightly.

He was not afraid, but a sign of resignation.

Rushing all the way, now his environment has changed again, not in the arena, but on the top of a snow-covered mountain.

His opponent is no longer a warrior in armor, but a monk like him!

And he is still a powerful monk!

At this moment, Chu Yan is facing a woman who is in her thirties.

The woman was expressionless and had a sword in her hand.

Chu Yan has fought dozens of rounds with her.

Former opponents, generally within ten moves, Chu Yan could solve the battle.

But from this woman, the pressure suddenly increased.

The woman's strength is even stronger.

But Chu Yan's face had no fear at the moment. On the contrary, his eyes showed an unstoppable expression of excitement.

"If you solve it, there should be a lot of points." Chu Yan muttered.

He hasn't looked up for a long time, so at this moment Chu Yan doesn't know how many points he has.

Even Chu Yan himself no longer cares how many points he has scored.

His heart was now driven by a strong impulse to fight and go to Dadao.

He just wants to fight now.

"Come on!" Suddenly, Chu Yan roared, his hand stunned his gun, and in a flash, it was snowing in the sky, dancing and spinning in the air, turning into a drill, and drilling toward the woman in front of him.

As the woman moved, dozens of rays of light emanated from her long sword, intertwined into the sky, and fell towards the Chu Yan mask.

Ling Yan's sword mang, when the air burst, opened the ground.

Chu Yan's body, immediately, shot out the bloodline.

After these blood lines were deep enough to penetrate the bone, the wound began to heal immediately after falling on Chu Yan.

Chu Yan laughed loudly, and his eyes were clear.

"Immortal Demon!"

boom!

His whole body seemed to have a cyclone. All wounds healed in an instant.

You must know that Chu Yan had made sufficient preparations before attending this ceremony.

He not only rammed himself with countless stone men, he also slashed countless times with his water knife.

What he did was to strengthen his resistance to the sword and his healing ability.

The injury healed, Chu Yan's body flashed.

Qixing Chaofeng pace!

The sixth star step came out. Chu Yan, like the torn sky, suddenly held the sword open, broke it, and shattered it.

"The **** battle is over!"

Huh!

Lie Yan gun pierced the woman's chest.

At the same time, the woman waved a sword, chajin suddenly Chu Yan's shoulder.

The next moment, the woman landed, her body turned into a white light, and disappeared in front of Chu Yan.

Chu Yan fell to the ground, shaking his body slightly, but then stood firm.

With no expression, he reached out and pulled the sword out of his shoulder, throwing it aside.

After the sword fell to the snow, it quickly turned into a white light and disappeared.

Throughout the process, Chu Yan didn't even have a slight fluctuation in his eyes, as if the sword was not inserted in his body.

After a while, Chu Yan looked up and looked forward.

In a blizzard of rotation, his next opponent appeared slowly.

"It was the first time I was injured. I should." Chu Yan sighed, pulled out the ground's flame gun, and greeted the enemy again.

At the same time, Yan Junrui was in the fantasy space.

He was sweating and looked rather embarrassed.

"Asshole! It turned out that the opponent would turn from a beast to a warrior!" Yan Junrui relied on the terrain and kept running, avoiding the attack of a thin old man behind him, while cursing.

"After the opponent becomes a warrior, the speed and agility have been greatly improved. It is not as good as the beast before."

Yan Junrui tumbling one by one, dodging the palm of the old man behind him, looking at the smashed stone stele, cold sweat dripping from his head.

"Just this palm, if I was beaten, it is estimated that the next opponent will be teleported out."

Look up at the light curtain of the sky.

His score has now just passed three thousand, and there is still a long way to go before he set his goal.

"If I get eliminated at this time, where will my face go, no matter how I say it, I will insist on two more people!"

Yan Junrui took a deep breath and took the initiative to attack the other side while the old man was not yet landing.

He has no reservations at this moment, and puts everything he has learned through his life into full play.

Yan Junrui knew very well that it was time to desperately. If he couldn't complete the big words he had said before, what other face would he keep here.

"Cold Light Sword!"

With a long howl, Yan Junrui's body accelerated out of thin air and rushed to the little old man. The long sword in his hand pours out toward the other side like mercury.

At this moment, the voices of the outside world are getting louder.

Because they saw that Chu Yan was not the first to be eliminated as they expected.

Before Chu Yan was sweating and seemed to be at the end of his crossbow, but then he showed amazing resilience. He has been playing in the formation and has not been eliminated.

In contrast, Yan Junrui, who seemed to be easy-going not long ago, was in a state of abrupt change at this moment, his complexion turned pale, depending on the situation, it seemed that he could not hold it for long.