The two of them fought on the ground for a while. Billowing smoke and dust rose from the ground, blocking everyone's sight.
Everyone could only hear a series of loud rumbling noises.
Not long after, the smoke and dust dispersed and two mountain-like giants appeared.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them …
At this moment, Shang Long's arms were cut off and there was a huge wound on his neck. Blood was gushing out and his huge eyes were unfocused.
Tan Xuan's situation did not look good either. His whole body was covered with bruises and the golden light on his body was dim. It was obvious that he had suffered heavy injuries.
"Bah! What a troublesome thing! "Tan Xuan spat.
At this moment, Shang Long's body began to shrink rapidly and the power of the Rage God quickly dissipated …
"Shang Long!"
Qi Chang's face was gloomy. He turned into a beam of light and rushed over, carrying Shang Long's body.
After cultivating the Rage God, one's body would have unprecedented strength. However, once it suffered a fatal injury, it would be difficult to recover.
The wound on Shang Long's neck had directly taken his life!
"How dare you kill him!" Qi Chang was furious at this moment. A vigorous and grand aura emerged.
Shang Long was a disciple of Qi Chang's bloodline. He was very close to Qi Chang and was also cultivated by Qi Chang. Qi Chang did not expect him to die here today. Naturally, Qi Chang was very sad.
Even if Qi Chang did not transform into the Rage God Body, he still gave Tan Xuan a lot of pressure.
Tan Xuan wiped the blood on his face and sneered, "He is not strong enough and yet he still wants to fight. He is courting death! If he had given up early, he would not have forced me to kill him! "
"You …" Qi Chang seemed to be unable to hold back and was about to attack.
"Hehe, in the arena, life and death are up to fate. Qi Chang, are you planning to bully the weak?" A gloomy voice floated over. It was a thin old man from the Xuanyuan Clan. This old man was also an elder of the Xuanyuan Clan.
Seeing this, Purple Jade frowned, and its figure also fluttered away.
At the same time, the Xuanyuan Clan's Great Elder, Ji Zhuo, flew to the center of the wasteland.
When the two Great Elders moved, the whole situation became tense.
These two clans had been fighting openly and covertly these past few years, but it had been many years since a true war had broken out …
"Since it's a duel, there's bound to be mistakes. Purple Jade, you're not so naive as to think that we're just having a friendly duel, are you?" Ji Zhuo chuckled and said.
Zi Yu floated in the air, her beautiful eyes flickered with a complicated expression. She then said: "Qi Chang, bring Shang Long's body back."
"But …" Qi Chang was still very angry.
"They're right. Life and death are up to fate. A loss is a loss," the cub said and turned back.
The elders of the Chiyou Clan, including Diao Yuan and the others, all had indignant looks on their faces.
If the Grand Elder gave the order, they wouldn't fear the Xuanyuan Clan at all and would be willing to fight to the death with him.
However, with Cub Jade's attitude, they could not do anything and could only swallow their anger.
"Purple Jade has always been a reasonable person. That's what I, Ji Mu, admire the most." Ji Yu laughed dryly.
At this time, Zi Yu turned her head and revealed a cold look in her eyes. "When I said that life and death are up to fate, I didn't just mean my clan's disciples. You are the same!"
After saying this, the cub left without looking back.
Mao Xue pursed her lips and watched Qi Chang carry Shang Long's body back.
She was naive and probably couldn't accept that Shang Long, who was so talkative just a moment ago, was now a dead man. Her eyes were filled with tears.
The Chiyou Clan was silent …
They had lost two rounds in a row and one of their people had died. This was something they had not expected.
Luo Zheng stood in place and maintained his calm.
Cheng Wei bit his lips and his eyes were red. He no longer had his usual calmness and said to Zi Yu: "Grand Elder, according to the order, it's my turn to fight now, right?"
"Yes." Zi Yu nodded slightly.
"Very good." Cheng Wei's handsome face revealed a trace of malevolence. The light green bamboo sword was already in his hand. Without any hesitation, he slowly walked forward.
Tan Xuan was also heavily injured in the battle with Shang Long.
Although he had killed Shang Long, he had also lost his ability to fight. According to the rules of this battle, this round was actually a draw.
However, the price of a draw was Shang Long's life!
After Cheng Wei fought in the third round, the Xuan Yuan Clan naturally wouldn't let Tan Xuan fight.
If they let Tan Xuan fight directly, he would probably be killed by the angry Cheng Wei.
"Gong Lu, you go." Ji Zhuo ordered.
"Yes." Gong Lu, who had been waiting for a long time, cupped his hands towards the Grand Elder and was about to fight.
At this time, Ji Zhuo said in a low voice: "Be careful. This Cheng Wei is very strong. Three of our clansmen died in his hands. If you can't beat him, you can directly admit defeat."
A trace of bitterness appeared on Gong Lu's face.
After all, Cheng Wei, who he was about to fight, was not an ordinary person.
Moreover, Tan Xuan had just killed his opponent. Now, he had to face Cheng Wei's anger. He was really unlucky.
The power of the Rage God was released from Cheng Wei's body. His aura slowly rose, and his figure also slowly grew taller. His white robe rustled, and the bamboo sword in his hand also grew sharply in the wind.
Facing Gong Lu of the Xuan Yuan Clan, Cheng Wei still showed courtesy. He slightly cupped his hands towards the other party and said indifferently: "Just now, your Xuan Yuan Clan also said that in the arena, life and death are up to fate."
Gong Lu blinked and nodded: "Yes, so what?"
"Then, you can leave it to fate …"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Wei moved.
He leaped into the air like a wild ancient beast.
His thousand feet tall body jumped up and rushed to a height of several hundred thousand feet. The bamboo sword in his hand flipped and drew an emerald green sword light in the air. From top to bottom, it emitted a resolute aura, and directly slashed towards Gong Lu.
Gong Lu saw Cheng Wei fighting so desperately right from the start. Probably because he wasn't mentally prepared, he immediately became timid.
In a battle between experts, once one's mentality showed weakness, one would be very passive.
Gong Lu flipped and barely dodged Cheng Wei's slash.
"Boom!"
However, just as Cheng Wei landed on the ground and took a step forward, another emerald green sword light followed closely.
Seeing this, Gong Lu clenched his teeth and stabbed the slender long Mo Sword in his hand, aiming straight for Cheng Wei's chest.
He planned to force Cheng Wei to retreat. After all, if Cheng Wei wanted to slash him, his Mo Sword would definitely pierce through him …
He didn't expect Cheng Wei to completely ignore the Mo Sword that was about to pierce through his chest. Even if both sides would suffer, he still wanted to kill Gong Lu!
How could this be …
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