"Swish!" It's a pity that the beast bone fist was fierce, and it still rubbed Zhong Guan Heng's shoulder, bringing a stream of blood.

"Damn it, both shoulders were injured. If this continues, even the sword cannot be held..." While avoiding the opponent's attack, he suddenly fell several feet away and pulled out the Hongyun Sword that was poking on the ground.

He quietly swallowed half a piece of Liangyuan ointment and applied the remaining part to the worst wound. Guan Heng said in his heart: "I seemed to hear Qing Huang's voice just now. Is it my illusion?"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" The next moment, Shu Jiang suddenly touched his fists repeatedly, and he shouted: "Come on, let me use the strongest blow to send you on the road."

"Hu——" The fierce black air in the sky suddenly gathered Shu Jiang's fists. Guan Heng, who was more than a meter away, felt that this move would inevitably be powerful and powerful. His mind was as sharp as lightning, and he was not thinking about countermeasures.

"Roar—" With a sharp shout, Shu Jiang rushed forward and rushed forward. He saw his arms shaking together, and he blasted out the black qi fist power that was so angry that it was a blow to the peak of the domineering realm.

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, Guan Heng shouted in his mouth: "Come on."

"Clang!" He pulled out the Jumang Sword with a green light that appeared with his backhand, and flew out of his hand at the same time as the Hongyun Sword. The two magic weapons immediately swung quickly through the air and rushed straight towards the fierce domineering fist.

"Bang - Boom!" The moment the two forces collided, a huge ripples-like vibration occurred around them. People who were too close were "twist-twist" and kept retreating. The attack that hit the top of the Dominator with the fake black realm could actually be stalemate for a moment. This scene had already made others dumbfounded.

"It's a pity that your strength is still too far from me, break!" With Shu Jiang's roar, the Hongyun Sword was immediately shocked and flew up. Shu Jiang said it right. The power of Guan Heng's swords was too far from his fist power, and at most it could only stop the blink of an eye.

In an instant, the black gas fist still broke through the air with a destructive force. Facing this crazy attack, Guan Heng sneered slightly: "Sorry, the Hongyun Sword is not the main force of the attack..."

"Swish" was said in a while, and soon, as soon as his words came to an end, the Jumang sword suddenly appeared with green light and nailed straight towards Shujiang's door. This guy never expected that the sword would actually penetrate through the middle of his invisible fist force.

"Uh?!" He turned his head and dodged violently in panic. The sword light suddenly rubbed against Shu Jiang's ear, "Puff!" Cut off his left ear. At the same time, Guan Heng's wrist guard suddenly trembled and suddenly faced the opponent's black Qi fist.

"Huhuhuhu--" The wind suddenly appeared, and the black gas was stored, "Puhuhuhu!" Because this power was too powerful, Guan Heng's arm was already mixed up with blood and blood."

"Shujiang, try how fast your own domineering aura is." In the flash of lightning, Guan Heng gritted his teeth and suppressed the severe pain, and rushed towards the other party in an instant.

Shu Jiang, who was covering his injured ears, was at a loss. Guan Heng's punch was already hitting the other party hard: "Bang!"

"Puff--" Ang squirted a blood arrow, and Shujiang's body flew directly into the air. He felt that his whole body was exhausted and his consciousness was blurred. The last thought that appeared in his mind was: "No, I... lost!"

"Pu." Seeing the powerful enemy's body falling heavily to the ground, Guan Heng stood still despite his bloodshed. At this moment, he slowly turned his head and looked at the position of the throne.

"Hmph, I still won. Although I can't figure out your last move and that wrist guard, if I win, I will win." Xia Yu leaned on the throne at this time, and he slowly announced: "The winner, Guan Heng."

"OK!!"

"Wahala--" The royal guards around him applauded and cheered. Who wouldn't admire the real hero? What's more, Guan Heng would defeat the strong with the weak and win against the counterattack. This alone would be enough to inspire the people present for him.

"Win...Win..." Qing Huang suddenly felt as if he was exhausted and fell into Ruotao's arms. She kept muttering: "This idiot, I'm so worried."

"Quiet!" The Communist Lord Xia Yu suddenly turned his face: "This is a palace, so you must not be noisy and impetuous."

As soon as he said this, more than a hundred royal guards suddenly became silent, and only his body was left in the field, and Guan Heng was panting with a shaking respite.

"The last two people left in this year's imperial court competition are Wang Gan from the Xia Ku clan, and they are also related to Heng."

Xia Yu's voice was cold and even a hint of viciousness at this time. He continued to say, "I give you two choices now, because the time when the entrance to the Cave of Duobao is opened is in the early morning of the day after tomorrow. Your decisive battle can be chosen this afternoon or tomorrow, and the two of you will discuss and decide by themselves."

The words of Chongguo and Communist Party ruler are obviously causing trouble for Guan Heng, because he is now covered in scars and it is not easy to be able to stand barely. It would be really unfair if he dared to compete with Wang in the afternoon.

But what Guan Heng thought of was another thing. Bi Wuxin once said that he had to do his best to cultivate and repair the broken sword body of the Jumang Sword, which would take at least one day and one night. If he competed with Wang Dao tomorrow, he would have no time to go to Tujiashan to find Bi Wuxin again.

So, Guan Heng immediately sang: "Mr. Gongzhu... I want to compete with Wang Dan this afternoon!"

As soon as he said this, Qing Huang and Ruotao, who were hiding in the nearby corner, were so angry that they stamped their feet: "Aren't you crazy?"

"Guan Heng!" Hearing this, the Communist Lord was still not convinced. Wang Gan from the Xiaku clan next to him immediately shouted: "You are so seriously injured, and you still have to compete with me? Isn't this looking down on me? I would rather wait for you to recover from your wounds and everyone will make a fair duel."

Wang Dan is honest, even if he is unwilling to take advantage of Guan Heng, because of the arrogance of being a domineering person in his heart, Guan Heng shook his body and smiled slightly: "Brother Wang, aren't you injured too? There is nothing unfair to the injury between us and the injury."

"But I was just slightly injured, but you..."

Before Wang Dao continued, Guan Heng immediately stepped forward and whispered: "Please, I have something urgent to leave Yangcheng tomorrow. Our competition can only be held this afternoon. Just think that I owe you a favor. Please agree. Besides, I just want to get the qualification to enter the Cave of Duobao. The final outcome is not important."

"This..." Wang Dan heard his words and couldn't speak for a moment. He was just thinking about how to answer. At this moment, Xia Yu on the throne said: "Guan Heng, have you really thought it clearly? In my opinion, it will be more beneficial to you to fight again tomorrow, right?"

"Hmph, it's really a cat and a mouse. Isn't this just as you wish?" Guan Heng couldn't help but sneer in his heart, but he said, "I have decided, please let the Lord of the Communist Party agree, but there is still a small request."
Chapter completed!