Martial Arts Spiritual Exchange System

The final result in the cage boxing makes everyone feel that has several points of incredible.

Who could have imagined that this disparity in the fight would turn out to be like this.

Pu chi!

Pu chi!

One sword after another.

It was the sound of a sharp blade piercing into the flesh and blood, which made the scalp numb, and couldn't help feeling chills all over the body.

In the entire martial battleground, the deathly silence seems to be restored to the deep and dead silence of the night, and the rich blood spreads and flows along the fist.

Fang Zhou a sword, a sword pierced the iron sword into the heart of Demon Race fighter Azak, crushing his powerful heart.

Among the great powers races, except Ghost Clan, the other races are not much different from the Human Race. The heart is the source of vitality. Once the heart has a problem, it means that vitality is annihilated.

Azak's heart was crushed by Fang Zhou, and naturally he couldn't live.

Fang Zhou could have chosen to cut his head directly, but he did not.

Cut the head to death fast, that would be too cheap for Azak.

Fang Zhou wants him to experience the despair of dying slowly!

Azak collapsed on the white jade ring, and the wriggling magic pattern on his body finally lost its power, no longer wriggling, and the divine light was lost in his eyes.

He looked at the young Human Race boy standing far away with his sword, a flash of absurdity flashed in his eyes.

He actually lost to a Human Race boy in a battle of the same tier?

Human Race, until now, in his eyes, they are all sick people, physique is extremely weak, and they need to rely on ominous beast essence blood to barely gain strength.

At the same level, he is bound to crush the opponent.

In fact, from the very beginning, after a small loss, Azak has a huge advantage. He has always been playing with Fang Zhou.

However, what he doesn't understand is, how did he lose?

Azak is very unwilling, he was confused...

The Human Race in front of him is obviously very weak, he can easily squeeze it!

The heart is broken, the strength disappears, the magic lines no longer beat...

The death little by little engulfed Azak. Before he died, he seemed to have heard that he had been slaughtered by him. In the village of Human Race, the wailing of those who died of Human Race.

It turns out...the feeling of death is so uncomfortable.

"This sword is for the Human Race that died in your hands..."

Fang Zhou was covered with purple blood, indifferently said.

A sword pierced Azak's neck with a splash of purple blood, and then with a stroke, Azak's huge head separated his body and rolled out a lot on the ring.

The rolling head is still staring, staring hard.

After doing this, Fang Zhou got up and took a step back. There was no joy or sorrow on his face, and there was not much emotional change.

I won.

However, it is very difficult to win.

This makes Fang Zhou feel the tricky foreign race, this is only the weakest Demon Race cultivator.

If it were those Peak’s foreign race Supreme, how scary would it be?

Human Race's Martial Dao, what level must be raised to suppress the foreign race powers?

It’s no wonder that the Human Race martial daoist all feel that the road in the future is dark, and there is no hope. When the mountains that lie in front of the road, one taller than one, it will indeed obliterate people’s beliefs.

[Kill the foreign race cultivator, get Martial Dao experience +10, extract the'Power Pattern', which has been recorded into a book, included in the Martial Arts Bookstore]

In front of Fang Zhou , Qingyan gathered into a text prompt.

"Power Pattern?" Fang Zhou was taken aback.

But I never thought that this thing can also be precipitated!

Today, his luck is again!

As for the poor 10 points of Martial Dao experience, Fang Zhou is accustomed to it. The Martial Arts Bookstore has never provided much experience for the body to kill the target.

Unless he takes the body of Lu Ci and kills the target, then Martial Dao will gain a lot of experience.

I didn’t have time to explore the obtained Power Pattern.

White jade fisted in the sky, one by one, the lanterns with tassels hanging down hit the beams of light.

The beams of light all converge on Fang Zhou, who is stained with purple blood. The brilliance of golden-bright and dazzling is like an endless glow, and auspiciousness is added!

The cage is life and death!

Winner, Fang Zhou!

The survivor, Fang Zhou!

In this battle between the foreign race and the Human Race, the winner is the Human Race!

Win in the unbelievable!

At this moment, it is as grand as the crowning of a boxing champion!

The cheers of the surrounding audience and gamblers are like boiling water, rolling endlessly!

Of course, there are also foreign race fly into a rage out of humiliation.

Since the invasion of the Human Race domain, the foreign races have been consciously expert. Tonight the foreign race has aroused their anger and made them feel that the Nine Directions City martial battleground is insulting them.

And what is even more hateful is that the foreign race boxer actually lost and died in the hands of Human Race!

This is a foreign race that made many conspiracy theories, questioning loudly, threatening that this fight tonight is completely a drama directed and performed by the Nine Directions City martial battleground!

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The martial battleground gradually became chaotic.

Master Zhao personally came before the boxing, opened the door of the cage, and took Fang Zhou out.

"It's beautiful!"

Master Zhao patted Fang Zhou's shoulders, with joy and excitement gleaming in his single eye.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhou unexpectedly gave him such a big surprise tonight!

In fact, Master Zhao is very optimistic about Fang Zhou, not because Guan Tianyuan bet the foreign race.

Fang Zhou defeated Qian Houzi and then killed Huang Le. This growth rate and the hiding of his cards...

Master Zhao had to be optimistic about Fang Zhou, because Master Zhao watched Come on, Fang Zhou...hid your cards with him every day!

Don’t look at this fight, Fang Zhou seems to shed a lot of blood, but in fact, Fang Zhou suffered only superficial wounds.

On the other hand, Demon Race fighter Azak, the body began to cold.

This is a crushing game!

Master Zhao took a white towel and put it on Fang Zhou, and led him down the ring. The crazy gamblers around were screaming and kept moving towards Fang Zhou.

There is crazy worship and excitement in their eyes.

Young servant Qi Yue arrogantly blocked a group of crazy ladies in the Nine Directions Walled City and opened up a route for Master Zhao to take Fang Zhou back to the lounge.

Fang Zhou's back wound was sprinkled with the secret Golden Skin Medicine with the help of Master Zhao.

The tingling sensation came in an instant, which made Fang Zhou unable to help but suck in a cold breath.

Master Zhao was smoking a cigarette with his cigarette in his mouth, but his face gradually became serious.

The storm that martial battleground will meet next is the highlight of tonight!

"Zhouzi, you should stay in the box to heal your injuries first. Don't go anywhere. Now your identity is sensitive and the personnel in the martial battleground are complicated. Maybe some ghosts will target you."

Master Zhao said solemnly.

Fang Zhou looked up towards Master Zhao: "Because of the foreign race?"

Master Zhao narrowed his eyes, flashing a sharp touch: "Although the martial battleground on the surface is three The principal of Sect Lord, but the relationship behind it is tangled and complicated. In fact, every martial battleground has foreign race forces to intervene..."

"They use the power of the Imperial Court to penetrate their hands In the martial battleground, the Immortal Lotus Cream is constantly being smuggled and sold, like leeches, sucking the blood of the human race people and the Martial Artist in the martial battleground."

"How many homes are destroyed, how many wives? Ion scattered, how many sneak looting... all because of the imperial court's indulgence."

"And Sect Lord Pei wants to change this pattern, but also martial battleground with the original purpose."

Fang Zhou hearing this, his face is grim.

His brain is spinning fast, as if thinking about something.

"The fighters and the Instructor in the martial battleground will all stand and belong to the three Sect Lords, but... some people have hidden their identities. On the surface, they stand in line with a certain Sect Lord, but they actually It is City Lord Sun Tonghai’s eyeliner."

"Commonly known as the inner ghost."

Master Zhao smiled and opened the mouth and said: "Want to change the pattern, change The inner ghost must be cleared. The three Sect Lords will clean up the martial battleground tonight to get rid of the smog."

"You just killed a foreign race tonight, and your identity is a bit sensitive. Don’t go anywhere. The foreign race of Nine Directions Walled City will definitely force Sun Tonghai to catch you, because you killed the foreign race in a boxing ring, and Sun Tonghai has to give the foreign race an explanation."

"Foreign races don’t care about the rules of boxing. Foreign races never abide by the rules. They just let you kill the foreign race and they want you to pay for it."

"Foreign race kills people, kills Kill it, the Imperial Court may not take care of it."

"But if Human Race kills the foreign race, the Imperial Court will definitely take care of it!"

"Sun Tonghai, the dog officer will definitely sell you , You will even use the forces in the martial battleground, so you stay in the box."

"Relax, now the entire Nine Directions Walled City, this box is the safest for you."

Master Zhao, holding a cigarette stick, trimmed Fang Zhou's clothes, narrowing his eyes into crescents.

"Old Zhao, I will guard the gate for you. As long as Master Zhao is there, I won't let you have an accident."

The old man's voice is low, saying that he is betting on the guarantee of life.

It's not just because of the friendship with Fang Zhou.

It's even more because of Fang Zhou's innate talent!

Fighting to create martial arts, Fang Zhou, this kid can't die too early.

Fang Zhou is not stupid.

The eyes condensed, as if they had guessed something.

And Master Zhao did not mean to explain.

"Stay well and hear any movement, don't worry, don't be afraid."

"Everything has an old man."

The old man squeezed The smoke rod, spit out two smoke snakes from the nasal cavity, slightly nodded, and then turned around.

Close the door slowly, through the gap between the door closure.

Fang Zhou saw the old man’s rickety back, which suddenly stood up straight.

PS: Thank you Thomas Suifeng for his 40,000 starting coins reward! grateful!