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Luo Bing's eyes were wide open and his palms paused slightly.

"Are I hallucinating? Husband, you have to wait for Bing'er."

Luo Bing only thought that this was an illusion of giving birth in his sad and despair, but he paused and was about to commit suicide again.

"Bing'er"

Xiao Zheng was going crazy and wanted to stop Luo Bing, but his body couldn't raise any strength, so he could only shout again.

"It's really my husband's voice?"

This time Luo Bing heard it very clearly, blinking his eyes full of tears, and checking around in disbelief.

Seeing this, Luo Bing's heart suddenly felt a "color" of hope.

I saw the pile of gravel in the middle of the battle platform trembling slightly, as if something was about to crawl out.

"Ah Husband"

Luo Bing exclaimed and rushed to the stone pile. With a wave of his hand, the gravel was removed by Luo Bing.

Moving away the gravel, Luo Bing's tears fell down again.

But this time, he cried with joy.

Xiao Zheng was lying under the gravel with his back on his back. His clothes were torn, his hair was in a mess, and he looked dusty, and he was still holding a broken talisman in his hand.

Luo Bing looked at Xiao Zheng blankly, blinking his eyes with a mission, wondering if he had read it wrong.

"Little girl, are you looking for a fight? Why don't you help me up?" Xiao Zheng almost ran away.

I am like this, and the little girl is still staring at me, and I don’t know how to come and help me.

"Ah, husband, are you okay?"

Luo Bing reacted and quickly helped Xiao Zheng up, but it touched the wound on Xiao Zheng's body. Xiao Zheng grinned in pain.

"Not dead?"

Seeing this scene, many people feel like they are terrifying.

This is to resist the power of self-destructing the Nascent Soul directly, isn't this dead?

What a terrifying strength this is?

In this way, wouldn’t Xiao Zheng’s strength reach the late stage of the Nascent Soul Great Perfection? Isn’t that a sure first place?

The president was also in a moment of loss of consciousness when he saw this scene, but he was relieved to see the broken talisman in Xiao Zheng's hand.

"Let's talk about it when you go back." Xiao Zheng waved his hand weakly. Now he couldn't raise any strength at all.

Murong Fu's power to self-destruct the Nascent Soul was no less than everyone expected.

Xiao Zheng used his frozen domain, but it was destroyed in an instant. However, at least he bought Xiao Zheng a moment of time. Xiao Zheng directly took out the talisman given to him by the Piaomiao Saint "Woman" and directly "stimulated" the power of the talisman.

The sixth-grade defensive talisman only barely blocked the power of self-destruction, and the remaining small part of the power was directly endured by Xiao Zheng himself.

But at least he survived.

"good"

Luo Bing helped Xiao Zheng back to the rest area. Everyone was shocked to see that Xiao Zheng was really alive.

Weng Zixuan flashed and grabbed Xiao Zheng's wrist and checked it carefully. She found that Xiao Zheng was just consuming too much and was a little weak, with minor injuries on her body.

After confirming that Xiao Zheng was fine, Weng Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief and took out the pill to restore true qi and handed it to Xiao Zheng, "He is fine, it's just that it consumes too much, and it's fine if it recovers."

The others had already raised their ears, and they felt a sense of despair when they heard this.

A master of the Nascent Soul stage will be seriously injured when facing such self-violent power, right? And Xiao Zheng just consumes too much?

This is really awesome.

"Husband, I was really scared to death just now." Luo Bing looked scared. She really thought Xiao Zheng was finished, otherwise she would not have chosen to commit suicide.

"Isn't this okay?" Xiao Zheng had a heart before, and the talisman was given by Piaomiao Saint's "Woman". It's not certain whether Xiao Zheng could use it.

However, at that time, Xiao Zheng racked his brains and could not think of a way, so he could only use this talisman, but he did not expect to really block it.

"Xiao Zheng, I'm really embarrassed."

Murong Qiang looked at Xiao Zheng awkwardly. If it weren't for his plea and let Xiao Zheng spare Murong Fu, Murong Fu would never have the chance to self-destruct.

Xiao Zheng waved his hand, "Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Although he almost died, Xiao Zheng did not irritate Murong Qiang's side. However, Xiao Zheng also sighed in his heart, this man really cannot be kind to a "woman".

With Xiao Zheng's appearance, the originally lively scene calmed down.

However, the battle between Xiao Zheng and Murong Fu made everyone excited.

Not only did the two fight fiercely, but they even triggered the self-destruction of the Nascent Soul. Of course, the most relishable thing is that Xiao Zheng actually survived.

This kind of hot discussion was not until Luo Qiong's "Yu" and Zeng Jian came on stage that everyone's attention was diverted.

"Xiao Zheng, how did you withstand it?" Weng Zixuan was a little curious.

She is very familiar with Xiao Zheng and knows that Xiao Zheng is strong, but she should not be able to stop him.

"It's all up to this."

Xiao Zheng raised the talisman in his hand. At this moment, the talisman had already been broken and had lost its spirituality.

"Is this a sixth-grade defensive talisman?" Weng Zixuan was slightly stunned.

The sixth-grade talisman is already considered an extremely powerful trump card. After all, there are not many talisman masters who can refine the sixth-grade talisman.

The value of such a talisman requires at least one million spirit stones, or even higher.

"If you use the talisman, wouldn't you be disqualified?" Murong Qiang was shocked.

To be able to use force that does not belong to oneself.

For example, talismans cannot be used unless they are refined by themselves.

Otherwise, if Tianyan Sect directly "gets" some seventh-grade attack talismans for his disciples, wouldn't it be possible to sweep it?

This is definitely not empty talk. With the background of Tianyan Sect, it can definitely be done.

"This may be Murong Fu's death, so I'm fine."

Xiao Zheng didn't know why the referee was not disqualified.

In fact, Xiao Zheng used the sixth-grade talisman to violate the rules, but firstly, Murong Fu died, and secondly, Xiao Zheng had won. He used the sixth-grade talisman just to save his life, which was within the rules allowed.

Of course, this is also the president who gave Piaomiao Saint's "woman" face, otherwise even if Xiao Zheng was not disqualified, it would still be possible to be made difficult.

"Okay, let's watch the game first."

While recovering, Xiao Zheng looked at the battle stand.

The previous battle stand was ruined, and the game moved to another battle stand.

Xiao Zheng still wanted to take a look at the competition between Zeng Jian and Luo Qiong's "Yu". He knew too little about his opponent, and when he was the first to play, his trump card was known.

If he doesn't look at it, he will suffer a loss if he targets him.

Luo Qiong's "Yu" is still fluttering in white dress, and his temperament is very similar to that of the Piaomiao Saint "Woman". It is very ethereal.

Although Zeng Jian looks gentle and talented, he always gives people a feeling of "silence".

The two have similar strengths, both in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

After going on stage, the two stood opposite each other. Luo Qiong's white dress was floating, and the veil on his face covered most of his face. He could only judge by his gem-like eyes and snow-white skin. This "female" posture was absolutely good.

This Luo Qiong's "Jade" has a very powerful soul!

This is Xiao Zheng’s first feeling.

Xiao Zheng cultivated the ever-changing soul to the second level, and naturally he could sense that Luo Qiong's "Yu"'s soul was very powerful, not even worse than Xiao Zheng's previous soul vortex.

"I won't beat a 'female', you give up."

Compared to Luo Qiong's indifference, Zeng Jian was extremely arrogant. He flipped his palm and took out his top-grade spiritual weapon.

This is a knife as thin as a cicada's wing. The blade flickered with a cold and cold light, like a curve of autumn water. Zeng Jian bounced his fingers, and the blade shook, and the "waves" of water spread out, and the sharp aura swept across.

Luo Qiong's eyes flickered, "You are very strong, but if you want me to admit defeat, you have to show your true skills."

After Luo Qiong's "Yu" said, a soft transparent halo wrapped around his body, looking as ethereal as a fairy girl.

"Since that's the case, I'm not polite to blame."

Zeng Jian suddenly made a move, and the blade rolled up, scattering the light of the sword in the sky.

As the sword light surged, thirty-six light blades formed, densely packed, and slashed down towards Luo Qiong's "Yu".

The light blade is extremely sharp, and it is rippling when cutting the air, as if it is about to break the void.

However, these light blades fell on the transparent light curtain, as if they were sinking into the mud, and their speed became extremely slow and their strength was quickly exhausted.

“Is this the field?”
To be continued...