Magic Love Ring

Chapter 429: Losing streak

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"My lord, Kuangren Li, what do you call me?" Kuangren Li cupped his fists at the young man in Taoist robes.

Unexpectedly, the young man in Taoist robes was extremely arrogant. He glanced at Kuangren Li lightly: "You are an ordinary warrior and you are not qualified to know my name. You should take action first. Otherwise, when I take action, you will not have the chance to make a move."

The opponent's cultivation level was one level lower than his own, and he still looked down upon himself so much. Li Kuangren immediately became angry and said to the opponent in a cold voice: "You are looking for death!"

As soon as the words fell, Kuangren Li stepped out. His figure was like lightning, and he was close to the young man in Taoist robes in an instant. His fists were wrapped in blood-red air and he went straight to the opponent's chest. This was Kuangren Li's combination of battlefield killing skills and Li Kuangren's The military killing fist created by the family's innate martial arts!

Kuangren Li kept in mind the instructions of his master Song Yan, and used his killing moves whenever he made a move, and he used all his strength to do so.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two fists carrying a huge force hit the chest of the young man in Taoist robes.

The other party flew away in response.

At the moment when the opponent was blasted away, Kuangren Li couldn't help but secretly thought that this immortal cultivator was nothing more than that. At the same time, bursts of cheers came from the Yanhuang side.

The young man in Taoist robes flew upside down for several meters, but landed unscathed when he landed again. He disdainfully said to Kuangren Li, "Is this all you have? You can't even break my defense!"

Most people didn't realize that when Li Kuangren hit the Taoist-robed young man with his fist, a layer of faint golden light suddenly overflowed from his body. It was that layer of golden light that blocked Li Kuangren's attack.

Seeing this scene, everyone on Yanhuang's side looked slightly gloomy. It was really shocking and surprising that Li Kuangren's full blow could not hurt a sixth-level innate immortal cultivator.

"Come again!"

Anger flashed in Kuangren Li's eyes, and he stepped out again, heading straight towards the other party.

However, at this moment, the young man in Taoist robes threw an object. The object was a golden seal the size of a fist. As soon as the golden seal appeared in the air, it turned into a golden light and hit Kuangren Li.

"boom!"

Seeing the golden seal coming out of thin air, Li Kuangren was startled and hurriedly punched it away.

Just when his fist collided with his golden seal, he felt a strong force coming from the golden seal. Although he tried his best to resist, he was still shocked and took several steps back.

Just when he was about to stand firm, the golden seal flew towards him again.

"Bang bang bang!"

Time and time again, Kuangren Li was knocked back and his face became paler and paler, because every time he was hit, a force would break into his body. After several times, his internal organs had been shocked.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the people in the Yanhuang Kingdom were a little ugly. The opponent's realm was obviously one level lower than Kuangren Li, but with the power of the magic weapon, he was defeated continuously. It was really frustrating and helpless.

Song Yan glanced at the golden seal with a thoughtful expression. This golden seal was a magic weapon, a second-grade treasure, and it was the worst among the second-grade treasures. He had detected it before. Seeing that the true energy of the nine foundation-building pseudo-Daojis and their disciples were all mixed up, he had some doubts that the inheritance of this group of immortal cultivators might not be very good.

After seeing the magic weapon used by the other party, he became more suspicious because the magic weapon was so crudely made that the second-grade weapon only had the function of "smashing".

After colliding with the golden seal several times, Li Kuangren finally couldn't resist and was hit in the chest by the golden seal, vomiting blood and flying backwards.

What everyone didn't expect was that after smashing Kuangren Li away, the immortal cultivator continued to use the golden seal to hit Kuangren Li's head, with the intention of smashing his head.

"stop!"

Seeing this scene, Li Mu couldn't help but suddenly changed his expression and shouted loudly, rushing out to save people when he saw the situation.

However, just when he stood up, a cold snort sounded in his ears. Suddenly, his whole body felt like being struck by lightning, and he fell back to his seat with a miserable expression.

On the field, Li Kuangren, who was in the air, saw that the golden seal was about to hit his head. In this moment of life and death, he forced himself to take a breath of energy and shot it with a bang.

"boom!"

Kuangren Li screamed and fell back, landing more than ten meters away and fainted.

But the young man in Taoist robes still had no intention of stopping, and actually used the golden seal to fly towards him again, intending to beat Kuangren Li to death completely.

A cold light flashed in Song Yan's eyes, and he flew to Kuangren Li's side with a swaying figure. He reached out to grab his body and stepped back, shouting: "We surrender!"

"Hmph, ordinary warriors are indeed vulnerable!" The middle-aged man in Taoist robes sneered and retracted his golden seal.

Typical of being unyielding when one is in power, as soon as these words came out, not only the faces of everyone on the Yanhuang side changed drastically, revealing angry expressions, but also the faces of the head of state, the nine pavilion elders, and the heads of the six major sects of the ten major families. How beautiful.

"In the first round, the Xianmen side won." Han Song walked out, announced the result, and continued: "The second round begins, please send the players from the Xianmen side first!"

As soon as Han Song finished speaking, a handsome man in Confucian robes walked out of the group of immortal cultivators. He looked extremely relaxed.

"Please ask the Yanhuang side to send players." Han Song said again.

This young man in Confucian robes is a seventh-level innate cultivator. If he wants to win, he must send an eighth-level innate warrior.

Therefore, Long Jian's eyes swept across all the eighth level innates and asked: "Who is going?"

"I'll go meet him!"

As soon as the figure flashed, a man in black sportswear flew out and landed in the center of the field, standing opposite the young man in Confucian robes.

Shi Shiran, a young man in Confucian robes, said: "You are no match for me. If you admit defeat now, you can still save your life. Otherwise, when I launch an attack, you won't even have a chance to beg for mercy!"

"Stop talking nonsense and take the move!"

The young man in black sportswear shouted, drew out the soft sword from his waist and rushed out.

However, at this moment, the young man in Confucian robes smiled strangely and began to fly back. At the same time, he took out a jade talisman from his sleeve, quickly made a spell and threw it into the sky.

"Look at my Thunder Talisman!"

"Boom!"

Like a bolt from the blue, the jade talisman exploded, shooting out a bolt of thunder that hit the opponent instantly.

The young man in black sportswear screamed and was beaten to the ground. His whole body was charred, but the young man in Confucian robes bullied him and kicked him on the temple. The head of the young man in black sportswear was shaken into pulp, and he died immediately.

As expected, I didn’t even have the chance to beg for mercy!

As for the Yanhuang side, seeing the other party ruthlessly attack a person who had lost his fighting ability, he was angry, helpless, and even more frightened.

Song Yan's face was also a little gloomy. If the competition continued, he was sure that not only would the Yanhuang side have no chance of winning, but that half of the hundreds of warriors participating in the competition would survive.

But he was a little confused, what was the purpose of this competition with the immortal cultivators

The author's digression: Thank you for the big reward from Kuaishou Your Mom Hemorrhage (to be continued)