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Five hundred and twentieth chapters take the initiative to admit defeat

Similarly, Sang Fu, who was forcibly condensed by the heavenly tribulation, couldn't help but spray a stream of blood, and his body was shaking, and he was steady and stable before he did not fall down!

Liu Piaoyun stood up with difficulty and smiled, "Haha, I lost, but I lost very happily!"

Yes, after the baptism just now, his Vajra Immortal Body reached level 9, and the purple sword core also increased to a higher level.

All of this is because he insists on his original intention and does not shake his fearless belief at all, so he can gain such a reward!

Sang Fu's pale face also smiled and said, "Brother Yun, in fact, I have no combat power anymore. You should win!"

Liu Piaoyun shook her head and spread her hands, saying, "I have no combat power, and I am a few years older than you. No matter how many years I am, you won!"

Several old referees outside the ring nodded when they saw the two of them being so humble, and admired their mentality quite well!

"Sang Fu won this game!"

Since Liu Piaoyun took the initiative to admit defeat, the referee's old man couldn't say anything. Rules are rules. Even if you are joking, as long as you admit defeat, it will be the final result!

As soon as this statement was spoken, it immediately caused an uproar.

"I can't see where he lost when the swordsman is defeated!"

"I didn't expect that Liu Piaoyun had such an open-minded attitude. She was obviously a little bit superior, but she still took the initiative to admit defeat!"

"Oh, a generation of geniuses are well-deserved!"

"The battle between them, perhaps, can and for the finals of the first and second, is so intense!"

"In the realm of Wu Kuang, resisting the heavenly tribulation with one's own body is truly the best person!"

Although the battle between Liu Piaoyun and Sang Fu has ended, there are still many viewers talking about the scene that has just happened.

In so many battles, the feeling they felt was that this one was the most intense, refreshing and shocking!

Everyone sighed incomparably, in comparison, the gap between them is not an ordinary big one.

At first, everyone thought that these players would not be much different from their strength. Even if they were in the monster, they were also warriors in the realm of Martial Crazy!

Now, after these days of verification, when I recalled my original thoughts, I felt that it was really ridiculous.

Not to mention those players, they are just the two who just ended

Tianjiao, every person's strength is comparable to that of the junior Wuzong!

There are rumors in the cultivation world that all the people under Wuzong are ants, but when this sentence is faced with them, it has become a joke.

I have to say that this rumor can only be confirmed by these ordinary warriors. It feels sad to think about it!

Now, they can only look at these peerless monsters from the perspective of looking up, quietly watch these people, and reach the peak of martial arts with their peerless style!

"Senior Brother Qiao, am I awesome?"

Sang Fu, who was a little weak, still showed that cynical attitude after sitting down and asked.

Uncle Qiao shook his head and scolded him with some displeasure: "Sang Fu, when you go out, the master specifically told me that you can only use the robbery control technique unless you encounter a very dangerous situation. You are fine. Before the final game, you will use it!"

"But Brother Yun is very strong. If I don't use the Tribulation Control Technique, I'm afraid I won't get the first place. If I don't get the first place, the master will throw me into the damn sea of ​​thunder again. It's so scary to think about it!"

When it comes to Lei Hai, not only Sang Fu showed fear, but also Uncle Qiao's body shivered suddenly.

"Ahem... I'm right, forget it, the master doesn't know anyway, you can recover first, uh... wait, I'll stay away from you first!"

Speaking of this, Uncle Qiao jumped three feet high and retreated dozens of meters away, sitting in Taichung.

Seeing this scene, the nearby viewers were puzzled.

"Isn't it just restoring your strength? Why do you run so far?"

"That's right, this little old man is too brave, right?"

"Maybe it was because I was frightened by Sang Fu before, and all of them left behind the scenes!"

"With such a little courage, I really don't know how he teaches Xiao Lei on behalf of him... Oh my god!"

"Run..."

"Click!!"

"Boom!!"

Just as everyone was still making fun of it, a thunder pillar as big as a bucket was floating above Sang Fu's head.

The thunder rumbling and the blue sky was bolted, and there was no sign, and it was directly slashed.

Even the nearby viewers were chopped up and their robes were torn, and their robes were all regretful!

No wonder the little old man ran faster than the rabbit. It turned out that he had known Sang Fu's way of recovery for a long time, and he didn't say it in advance. This person was really bad at the top of his head!

Seeing such a miserable scene, Uncle Qiao smiled so hard that he looked gloating.

"Hmph, I told you to laugh at me, I deserve it, I'm just taking it upon myself. Fortunately, I ran fast, haha..."

In contrast, Liu Piaoyun's side seemed much quieter.

Seeing his miserable situation, Fatty Zhou unexpectedly did not make any jokes. He quietly watched the battle between Ge Feng and Gao Yunlong on the ring, and also took advantage of this opportunity to recover his strength!

…………

In a secret room on Demon Soul Island, Huo Du knelt down in front of a figure with a trembling body, his face pale and he looked very scared.

"Hmph, you can't handle such a small matter well, what's the point of keeping you?"

This tall figure, wrapped in black mist, carried an extremely cold tone and scolded the people below.

Hearing this, Huo Du's face was full of fear, and he begged for mercy with trembling mouth: "Second Demon Lord, I know that I am wrong, please... Please give the villain a chance, the villain must... be trampled on his heart..."

"Okay, okay!"

Deputy Demon Lord Yan waved his hand impatiently, raised his head and said, "As long as you know you are wrong, I have learned about the situation just now. With your strength, you will not be surprised at all. Those people are disciples of Piaomiao Academy!"

"Hiss, the disciples of the Wushen Palace?"

As soon as this said, Huo Du suddenly realized.

No wonder their combat power is so powerful. It turns out that they are disciples trained from the Martial God Palace!

However, then he suddenly took a breath and said, "Secret Demon Lord, since they are disciples of Piaomiao Academy, then we..."

Before he could finish speaking, Deputy Demon Lord Yan took the speech and said, "Don't worry, those are just a bunch of demon corpses. I don't know if they can find any clues, and the plan is still going on!"

Speaking of this, he paused and paced back and forth in front of Duke Huo, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Such an atmosphere made Huo Du even more nervous!

He knew the methods and rules of the demon clan. If anyone did not complete the task, the only one who could come back was the corpse.

No one can breathe like him and continue to breathe!

After a while, Deputy Demon Lord Yan finally spoke and said coldly: "Give you a chance to make up for your merits. Two tasks. First, you should always pay attention to my son's competition. You must try your best not to expose him!"
Chapter completed!
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