Chi Xuan sneered: "So what if you are back? You are not a beating yet. Come on, let your senior brother see what you have learned in the past few years."

"Senior Brother Jixuan, I can give you a few moves first, so that you can avoid saying that those who are junior brothers do not know how to respect the elderly and love the young, so you can do it first." The sloppy Taoist took out the wooden sword of lightning strike and pointed at Jixuan.

When he heard the sloppy Taoist priest say this, Ji Xuan's hot temper could not bear this, and immediately shouted: "I'll chop you alive!"

As he said that, he held the sword and rushed towards the sloppy Taoist priest. The magic sword in his hand burst out with a golden light. As soon as this guy came up, he planned to give the sloppy Taoist a cruel move.

The sword sounded green and rushed straight to the vital points of the sloppy Taoist priest.

The sloppy Taoist priest quickly lifted the lightning-striking wooden sword in his hand to take action.

After the two swords were paired together, the sloppy Taoist priest let out a muffled groan and took several steps backwards. His body was already on the edge of the ring. He was almost falling from the ring.

However, when we saw this scene, we were not nervous at all.

The sloppy Taoist priest must have deliberately shown weakness again, making the opponent feel that he can't help but beat him.

Only in this way can the other party relax and feel that the sloppy Taoist priest can control him at will and do not take him seriously at all.

Seeing that the sloppy Taoist priest was almost knocked off the ring, the brothers of Ji Xuan all cheered loudly as if they were injected with chicken blood.

"Senior brother, come on."

"I almost hit the ring with such a simple move. He was lucky in the previous games. He had already met our Senior Brother Jixuan, so he lost the first game."

"That's right, this kid is here to make up for the numbers."

The few people said proudly, demoting the sloppy Taoist priest was worthless.

Seeing the sloppy Taoist priest like this, Ji Xuan did not pursue the victory. He held the magic sword and said with a smile: "Jinwen, it's so cheap to knock you down with one move. Senior brother, I want to have fun with you. I just said that I could give me three moves, but I don't think you can do it either."

"I thought you were so powerful, and that's it. Am I standing here all the time?" The sloppy Taoist continued to say contemptuously.

This Liu Lao began to anger Ji Xuan again.

In a rage, and at this moment he was praised a little, he must be underestimating the enemy. In this way, he is not far from losing.

"Okay, okay! I see when you are stubborn, I must smash your mouth today!" Ji Xuan said, and stepped forward again. A terrifying force burst out from the sword body, slashing a sword at the sloppy Taoist priest again.

The sloppy Taoist used his old trick again and quickly used the thunderous wooden sword to take on his move.

This time, the sloppy Taoist priest continued to retreat and his body hit a pillar on the ring.

The pillar made a crisp sound, and a deep crack appeared on it.

I saw the sloppy Taoist priest spewing a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth.

Good guy, if I hadn't known about the blood bag on his body, I would have believed it.

Even Chi Xuan was stunned. Unexpectedly, his sword turned the sloppy Taoist priest like this.

The Taoist Priest Qingyi, who was standing under the ring, shook his head helplessly, immediately stepped forward and asked, "Chenwen, can you still fight? If you don't have it, admit defeat, so as not to hurt your life."

The sloppy Taoist priest pretended to be very painful, waved his hand at the Taoist priest in Qingyi, and said weakly: "Uncle Master, I can still fight..."

"Then be careful. If you don't have it, just admit defeat. You are already in the top ten. There is no need to fight hard. Your master is already very happy." The Taoist Master Qingyi comforted.

"I'm fine..." The sloppy Taoist priest took the lightning-striking wooden sword and walked forward a few steps. His weak look was like a octagonal birth in one breath.

It's really like it.

When Chi Xuan saw that the sloppy Taoist priest vomited blood, he probably felt a little reluctant, and he was not as arrogant as before. He looked at him and said, "Ziwen, you are like this, you still fight. If you eat my sword, you will be dead."

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? You don't have to pay your life if you beat me to death. It's all my voluntary." The sloppy Taoist wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle Master, you heard it clearly. He asked me to beat me. I really want to beat me to death, but it has nothing to do with me." Chixuan looked at the old Taoist in Qingyi under the ring.

The old Taoist in Qingyi had no choice but to wave his hand helplessly and signaled to continue the competition.

The sloppy Taoist waved his hand to Ji Xuan: "Come on, come and knock me down. You haven't eaten, you have no energy at all."

"I see when you're stubborn!" Chi Xuan was angry again and slashed hard with another sword.

The sloppy Taoist priest still had an ordinary sword, blocking the opponent's magic sword.

This time, the sloppy Taoist priest was even worse than last time. He was knocked away by Ji Xuan's sword and lay on the ring, thrusting all over, feeling like he was about to die.

Oscar really owe him a little golden man.

We watched from the side, and it was very uncomfortable to hold it in. I almost laughed out loud.

The Taoist Priest Qingyi saw this, and quickly jumped onto the ring, squatted down and shouted, "Calm the article... admit defeat."

"I...I'm okay..." The sloppy Taoist priest grabbed Taoist Qingyi's arm and stood up from the ground staggeringly.

"Uncle Master, as long as I haven't fallen off the ring, I won't lose... You go downstairs and wait..." said the sloppy Taoist priest to the Qingyi Taoist priest.

"You kid... why are you so stubborn? Hurry up and admit defeat!" The old man couldn't hold back his anger.

"I still want to fight." As he said that, the sloppy Taoist priest raised the sword in his hand again and pointed at Ji Xuan.

Seeing that persuasion was useless, the old Taoist Qingyi jumped off the arena.

Ji Xuan was frightened by the sloppy Taoist priest's appearance at this moment. He was really afraid of beating him to death, so he said, "Zi Wen, stop beating him. No matter how we say it is, it's just a match between the same school. If you die, who will I bully in the future?"

"I said I'll let you have three moves. Now that the three moves have passed, I'll start to beat you up." The sloppy Taoist said again.

"You really don't cry until you see the coffin. Well, I'll make you happy!"

As Ji Xuan said, he killed him with another sword. The sloppy Taoist priest stood there motionless. When he saw the other party coming to him, suddenly, the sloppy Taoist priest suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Ji Xuan stabbed the sky with one sword, and was shocked.

Then the sloppy Taoist suddenly walked behind Chi Xuan and kicked him in the butt.

This time, the Ji Xuan kicked him far away, and his head hit the pillar on the ring.
Chapter completed!