When Bi Qingyun announced the result, [The Brush is in tears] quietly walked out of the field, leaving a speech, and after a deafening cheers resounded throughout the sky!

......

The top 16 VIP private room.

"Damn it! Let him pretend!" The second demon said very resentful.

He didn't know that part of the reason why Dog Zi Demon died so doggy was because he was too bold in the last game, which affected the referee's fairness.

"He should be the first player in mental power." [Hongyan Zui] sighed.

This was the part that Linxue Nuanxiang Pavilion was best at, but after witnessing this battle, she could see that the use of [Pengzhi Sorrow and Hell] in mental power had reached a level that was difficult for her to reach.

[Wuzhi's wounds and hatred], who kept his stature and retreated from the arena, ran to the private room of the Suzaku Palace as soon as possible.

He started to hug his thighs and cried to Luo Xinghun:

"Master, save me! I'm almost dead!"

Originally, Luo Xinghun, who was wearing a good X-fitting style and bragging about it in the private room, had a slight trembling corner of his eyes and threw it to [Wangzhi and Hell Low] a pill.

"Spring River Moon Night" played just now has reached the top level of the Xuan-level. It not only consumes true energy, but also sacrifices a lot of vitality.

As a result, at the end of the song, [Wangzhi Damage Low] became an iron waste with more than a dozen points left in health and true qi.

Because he wanted to pretend to the end, he did not commit suicide in the arena, so he could not enjoy the damageless death of the competitive mission.

At this moment, he could only come to Luo Xinghun for help. After all, just by waiting for the quarterfinals, he would probably be killed by the opponent with a slap.

As the health and true qi values ​​began to rise rapidly, [Wuzhi's wounds and hatreds are low] proudly raised his head and said, "Master, how are I doing? You haven't lost your face."

Luo Xinghun just snorted coldly at this.

[Wangzhi is low in pain] After seeing a message box with increased friendship pop-up in front of him, he looked at the projection screen happily. With his current mental power, he can capture some blurry pictures.

But the next seventh battle made him a little confused.

He noticed that a ball of mosaic suddenly doubled, and the small mosaic opposite seemed to be trembling, and then the large mosaic ate ​​the small mosaic...

What the hell is this!

......

In the Blood Demon Arena.

[Add some force] Swipe the blood beads on the fist, looking at the headless corpse falling in front of him, the smile raised was filled with fierce aura.

Just looking at the dress on the corpse, we can tell that this person is the boss-level player of Linxue Nuanxiang Pavilion [Hongyan Zui].
Chapter completed!