This sudden Reinforcement came so fast, no one expected that Ximen Yingyue Xiaobailu and the others were farther apart, Ximen Yingyue did not expect such a change, she stood up quickly, her big eyes did not fluctuate. He has been staring at the stage.

Little Bailu and Fang Ruoxing were both weak in body and weak in endurance, so they fainted directly.

Even Ye Nongying's face turned pale when Lingpressure came over the audience.

Zhulong was unprepared and felt dizzy and dizzy.

He quickly increased his spiritual pressure by luck, and outlined his ability to resist pressure, and the pain in his body disappeared.

When the pain disappeared, he immediately thought of his elder brother.

Look towards the stage in the season.

I saw that the eldest brother, who had always been calm, was dripping with his twisted knees, and blood was constantly flowing from his mouth, ears, nose, and even eyes!

...This is simply bleeding from seven holes!

"Big Brother!"

He had never seen his elder brother hurt so badly, and now his face changed, he was about to rush to the stage.

However, he was stopped on the way.

The messenger's tree coldly warned: "The battle on the stage has not been declared over. You can't go up this young man. If you don't listen to persuasion, you will immediately cancel your own battle record."

When Zhulong heard it, his footsteps came to a halt.

He was still very worried about Qing Ming, he saw that Qing Ming's blood was flowing more and more...

When he was worried, he suddenly remembered what the messenger's subordinate had just said. Then he remembered looking at Duanmuya, only to see that she was standing, taking out a handkerchief from her chest, and slowly wiping the blood on the silver sword with a calm face.

As far as the situation is concerned, she looks many times better than her elder brother!

The injuries on her body that her elder brother attacked earlier seemed to have stabilized a lot, and she hadn't bleed much anymore.

"how so……"

He muttered silently, "This is not right, it shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be..."

Not many people paid attention to him. Duanmu Yawang's messenger subordinates on the stage, looked at Duanmu Yawang and then Qingming, knocked on the gongs and drums, and said loudly, "Miss Duanmu, can you continue fighting?"

Duanmu Ya looked at the not much blood on the veil, constricted her eyes, raised her eyes upon hearing this, and smiled, "Of course."

The messenger's subordinate nodded and looked at Qing Ming, but saw that he had kept a kneeling motion unchanged, and also raised his voice and asked: "Mr. Qing Ming, the last chance, if you can stand up, can you still Continue to fight, I have dozens of voices. If you fail to stand up and continue to challenge, you will lose in this fight."

After speaking, he raised his voice and counted: "Ten, nine..."

After the fight was over, the spiritual pressure disappeared, and everyone who was in pain and about to faint also slowly eased at this moment. Everyone felt astonished before the sound.

Looking at the situation on the stage again, it is even more incredible: "This...is Duanmu Yawang's victory?"

Someone shook his head blankly, and said blankly: "I am not curious about winning anymore. I just want to know, what level is the powerful Reiatsu just now? Then, that's too scary, I I have never encountered a force that can make us faint!"

"Yes, so did I. Being directly pressured by Reiatsu to this point, I have never encountered it before. It is really terrible."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and the subordinates of the messenger on the stage counted one at this time.

Zhulong had been staring at Qingming on the stage. From staring at him until now, he didn't move.

Regarding the failure to be announced, it was only when he counted to one point that his wide eyes turned slightly. This slight turning was the struggle that he made his best efforts.

But this kind of slightness is almost undetectable by others, and only when he is so familiar with him can he feel it.

If it were not for that slight, he would have thought that the person in front of him was not a person, but a **** statue!

After the word fell, the envoy's subordinates looked around for a week, only to feel that the surroundings were strangely quiet, his expression unchanged, and then he announced: "Duanmu Yawang's battle with Qing Ming, Qing Ming will win!"

"..."

The audience was silent.

Only then did Ye Nongying react, with a "wow" cheer, and at the same time she quickly clapped her hands, "Miss Duanmu, congratulations!"

Duanmu Yawang put away the original moving heavenly sword on the stage, and then pressed down the strange feeling that the original moving heavenly sword brought to her, and looked down at Xiang Ye Nongying and smiled in response.

Now that she has won, she will naturally step down.

The moment she moved, the startled Zhulong also came back to her senses. She flashed her body and couldn't blink her eyes. Before everyone had recovered her senses, she had already come to Duanmu Yawang and grabbed Duanmu Yawang's. The collar, his eyes are white and red, and his eyes are as sharp as a knife, "With your strength, it is impossible to defeat my eldest brother, you are unusual!"

Duanmu Yawang looked directly at him without backing down, "How unusual? You were watching Young Master Zhulong during the fight. If you can really point out something unusual, how about letting me admit defeat?"

"From the moment you get the sword, you are unusual!"

Zhulong said coldly: "It was the sword that hurt my eldest brother for you!"

"Ah!"

Duanmu Yawang sneered, "If Mr. Zhulong hadn't missed it, you should know that your eldest brother also used a weapon. Weapons are originally a boost, you can never blame my weapon for better than Mr. Qingming's, but think I won’t be able to win, right? After all, anyone with a little brain understands that weapons must be controlled and adapted."

In other words, although she has a powerful weapon, how can she win if she does not have certain control?

Also, the weapon is also, the stronger the master, the stronger it is!

Zhulong grabbed her by the collar, pursing her lips.

Because he knew very well that Duanmu Yawang was right at all!

But he just feels weird!

He has observed Duanmu Yawang for so long, and he is not 90% or 80% sure of her strength. No matter how high her explosive power is, it is impossible to win her eldest brother!

The most horrible thing is that it is so easy for her to win with her elder brother!

Destroying one's own big brother, it feels like just a flick of the sword!

"Mr. Zhulong, can you let me go?" Duanmu Yawang reminded coldly: "Dignified man, carrying a woman's collar threaten like this, it doesn't seem to be that good-looking!"

Zhulong rolled his eyes and stared at her as if to stare out of two holes in her face. His eyes were very uncomfortable.

Duanmu Ya looked down at the stage and saw Xiao Bailu and Fang Ruoxing lying softly on the chairs, and her heart suddenly sank.

It should be the Reiatsu just now that affected them.

She was a little worried, and became even more impatient with Zhulong, "Rather than pestering me here, Mr. Zhulong might as well go see Mr. Qingming's injury."