Volume 10 Chapter 85

Hall Master Tang, what do you mean? "Zhang Dong raised his eyebrows and asked. Read the full text.

"Of course, let Master Tao continue the competition." Tang Lei said seriously.

Zhang Dong nodded and said with a smile: "Since Hall Master Tang has spoken, Zhang will sell Master Tang a favor." As he spoke, he looked at Tao Wen, said nothing more, turned around and walked off the ring. Tao Wen is his person, so if the competition can continue, it will naturally be beneficial to him. Moreover, Tang Lei proposed this on his own initiative, and others cannot blame him for unfair treatment.

He got off the ring, but Tang Lei did not leave. Instead, spiritual mist emitted from around his body, and he held the sword under his ribs. He looked directly at Tao Wen and said expressionlessly: "Master Tao, please!" While he was speaking, he had already drawn his sword and made a gesture of preparing to draw the sword. It was obvious that he wanted to compete with Tao Wen.

Tao Wen has a reputation for self-awareness, and he is very aware that his strength is far behind Tang Lei, but now that he is riding a tiger and can't dismount, he can't just admit defeat without even stretching out his hands. Then he will have no shame in the ranger world in the future. Tao Wen gritted his teeth, put on his spiritual armor again, raised his spiritual sword, and said in a deep voice: "Master Tang, please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual mist around Tang Lei had condensed into spiritual armor. The latter stepped forward, and the spiritual sword flew through the air, as fast as a meteor, and went straight to Tao Wen's neck and throat. It was so fast that Tao Wen didn't even have time to parry. As if he had seen a ghost, he screamed strangely and jumped out sideways.

sand!

The spirit sword passed close to the base of his neck, narrowly piercing the flesh. Before Tao Wen could stabilize his body, Tang Lei's spirit sword cut across him again, and the target was still his neck. It could be seen that Tang Lei was determined to take Tao Wen's life with all his strength.

Tao Wen used all his strength to stand up his spiritual sword and block Tang Lei's heavy blow. A crisp clang was heard in his ears. The collision between the spiritual swords erupted into a whirlpool of spiritual pressure, even under the ring. Everyone can feel the air blowing hard from their face.

In a head-to-head fight, Tang Lei didn't do anything, but Tao Wen's arms were numb from the shock, and he couldn't help but retreat. Tang Lei didn't give him a chance to breathe. After one move, he immediately rushed forward again, raised his spiritual sword from bottom to top, and took out Tao Wen's lower jaw. The latter was unable to parry or dodge, so he mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body, roared, and used the ultimate spiritual martial skill - Blood Soul Chase·Ji.

A scarlet and narrow spiritual thorn emerged out of thin air, like red lightning, flying towards Tang Lei's eyebrows.

With such a close distance and such a fast speed, anyone would be in a hurry, but Tang Lei remained calm and dodged to the side. The power of Blood Soul Chase is that the formed spiritual thorns seem to be alive. They will not pierce the air due to the opponent's dodge, but will change their own direction and continue to pursue the thorns.

As Tang Lei jumped away, the bright red spiritual thorn also changed its direction. However, at the moment when the spiritual thorn paused slightly, Tang Lei had withdrawn his spiritual sword and also released the bleeding soul to chase Ji. Two spiritual thorns met in the air, and the tip of the needle collided with the wheat awn. There was only a deafening loud click. The spiritual thorn released by Tao Wen broke inch by inch and dispersed invisible in the air, while Tang Lei's spiritual thorn did not. Without weakening at all, it continued to fly towards Tao Wen.

With the same skills, there is a clear distinction between them. This is the gap between the two people's spiritual energy cultivation.

Seeing his own spiritual thorn shattered and the other party's spiritual thorn coming towards him, Tao Wen screamed as if someone had stepped on his tail, and hurriedly lowered his head to dodge. flutter! The spiritual thorn missed his forehead and passed through the hair on the top of his head. The spiritual armor on his head shattered with the sound, and along with it, a long bloody mark was drawn on his scalp.

Tao Wen felt a warm current flowing down from the top of his head, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch it. However, another cold light flashed before his eyes, and his raised arm immediately lost consciousness. He turned his head and looked again, and saw that his left arm had been broken at shoulder level, and the break was as smooth as a mirror.

"oops……"

Tao Wen screamed, threw away the spirit sword, and fell on his back. He rolled back and forth on the ground in pain, and the blood spurted out splashed all over the ground.

Tang Lei stood opposite him, looking coldly at Tao Wen who was struggling and wailing on the ground. He shook off the spiritual sword in his hand and said in a gloomy tone: "I cut this sword for brother Rongze who was brutally attacked by you. "Yes, there is no rule in this arena that you can't stab someone in the dark, but that doesn't mean you won't be punished if you do it." Wow - the rangers in the audience suddenly burst into applause and applause. Especially the members of the caravan were excited, and they all shouted: "Master Tang, kill him! Master Tang, kill him! Kill him!"

Tang Lei waved his hands to the caravan members in the audience and said: "This competition is to choose the leader, not to make grudges. Master Tao hurt someone with a secret arrow and killed leader Rong. Now I will use his arm to do it." In order to repay you and avenge the leader of the Rong clan, all the caravans will sell you another favor. This matter ends here and should not be mentioned again in the future. "

If others had said this, the members of the caravan might still be dissatisfied, but since Tang Lei spoke, people had no choice but to accept it. "Okay! This time, for the sake of Hall Master Tang, let's spare Tao Wen's life for the time being!"

"Thank you all caravan brothers!" Tang Lei repeatedly bowed his hands to the audience and smiled in apology.

Tang Yin, who was watching in the stands, nodded secretly. No wonder Baihui Hall can integrate so many gangs. Not to mention what kind of person Zhou Kuan is, such a hall leader is very good at dealing with things. He can not only focus on the overall situation, but also calm disputes. It has not harmed anyone, so it can be said that he is trying to please both sides. Even Tao Wen, whose arm was cut off by him, will be very grateful to him later. He is very clever at winning people's hearts!

Soon, Tao Wen was carried off the stage by his disciples. Tang Lei also planned to give up and walk off the stage, but at this time, Tang Yin suddenly heard someone not far away shouting loudly: "Master Tang, please go slowly. I want to ask Master Tang for advice!"

The person who spoke was a young man who was in the Xiaoyao Gate stand with Tang Yin. He was in his early thirties, with a medium-thin figure and an ordinary appearance, but he was very aggressive. He didn't even take the steps and jumped directly from the high stand. When he was still in the air, he was already covered with spiritual armor. When he landed, there was a muffled bang. Then, he ran to the bottom of the stage at the speed of a 100-meter sprint. While jumping high, he touched the pillar with his toes and jumped directly onto the stage with agility and lightness.

Looking up and down at the young man who came out of Xiaoyao Gate, Tang Lei felt that he was unfamiliar. He bowed and asked: "Please sign up, sir!"

"Xiaoyao Gate, the fourth guardian, Ran Teng!" the young man said proudly.

Xiaoyao Sect did not have the position of guardian before. Later, Zhang Dong wanted to compete for the position of leader. He used the huge sum of money provided by Tang Yin and all his own property to gather many powerful rangers. In order to arrange positions for these rangers, he set up the position of guardian in the sect. Now Xiaoyao Sect has more than 20 guardians.

I have never heard of the other party's name, and I don't know that Xiaoyao Sect has guardians, but Tang Lei was not surprised. He smiled calmly and said, "Brother Ran, do you want to fight with Tang?" That's right! "Ran Teng sneered, "I wonder if Master Tang has the courage?"

The tone of his words was quite big. Not to mention that Tang Lei was the chief master of the outer hall of Baihui Hall, even an ordinary ranger could not stand such stimulation. Tang Lei was stunned for a moment, then laughed with his head up, nodded, and said, "It is better to obey than to be respectful. Brother Ran, please!"

"I am rude. "While speaking, Ran Teng rushed to Tang Lei, the magic sword in his hand flew up and down, and he attacked more than 20 times like a storm.

An expert can tell whether there is any with just one hand. Tang Lei was secretly surprised. No wonder this Ran Teng was so arrogant. He did have some capital to be arrogant. His ability to attack quickly alone was impressive. Tang Lei did not dare to be careless. He responded carefully, fighting fast with fast, and fighting with Ran Teng.

The fight between the two was much more exciting and dangerous than before. There were only flashes of swords and shadows on the ring, and the figures of the two could not be seen clearly. In a blink of an eye, the two fought for more than 50 rounds.

Tang Yin was also surprised, secretly saying that this Ran Teng was so skilled. If he was so powerful, how come Tang Lei seemed to have never heard of such a person? It was incredible.

As he was thinking, the situation on the field began to change. Ran Teng's skills were powerful, but his cultivation was still different from Tang Lei's. After so many rounds, Tang Lei also felt this and stopped competing with Ran Teng in boxing and kicking. He began to release his spiritual martial arts skills.

Tang Lei was the first to use the Wind Split Clone Technique. With his cultivation, he suddenly transformed into twelve clones. Looking at the ring, Tang Lei's figure was everywhere, making it difficult to tell which was real and which was fake. Ran Teng was not far behind and also used the Wind Split Clone Technique, but he only had eight clones.

The real clones of the two people were interspersed back and forth on the ring, real and fake, which dazzled the rangers watching the fight below. Suddenly, a rosy glow appeared on the ring, and then someone shouted and released the Spirit Chaos Wind. Under the spiritual blades in the sky, the clones of the two were cut and shredded one after another, and finally dispersed into nothingness.

At this time, the remaining light of the spiritual sword in Ran Teng's hand had not yet dissipated on the stage. He shouted at Tang Lei on the opposite side: "I will break your clones, see where you can hide? "As he spoke, he swung his sword and rushed towards Tang Lei again.

Tang Lei snorted and laughed, slowly raised his spirit sword, the spirit sword flashed, it seemed that he was going to release the spirit martial arts skills, before he could make a move, Ran Teng took the lead, mobilized the spirit energy in his body, and released a cross-cut.

The dense spirit blades flew to Tang Lei in an instant and chopped his body into pieces.

"Ah——"

Seeing this scene, there was a cry of surprise from the audience, and the corners of Ran Teng's mouth also raised high, but the smile froze on his face before it appeared for half a second. It turned out that Tang Lei, who he chopped, did not drip a drop of blood, and his broken body did not fall to the ground. It turned into white mist in the air and disappeared without a trace.

This is also a clone! No! Ran Teng realized that he had been fooled, and it was too late to turn around and check behind him.