Liu Mang said it easily and with a calm expression. In fact, the energy in his body was being drained away rapidly because Feifeng's attack was entirely based on his spiritual thoughts and no outsiders could see it. In fact, he was also suffering. With the support, Feifeng's purple aura began to slowly dim.
If he persists until the end, it is still unknown whether he can kill Ou Yangxiong, but he will definitely run out of energy.
Even if Ou Yangguangxiong is killed, it will inevitably trigger a big fight between the two sides, and then Kunlun will be in chaos, countless lives will be destroyed, and more importantly, even his own life will be in danger. This is never a situation he wants to see.
Ou Yangguangxiong was unwilling to give in and was still struggling to hold on. His face was distorted and covered with sweat. It was obvious that he had reached the limit, but the flames were still slowly approaching, and there was no point in holding on.
"I admit... I lose." Ouyang Yang's teeth were gritted, and it was very difficult for him to spit out these words.
Liu Mang was also relieved. After a spiritual thought, the flying phoenix roared loudly, and the golden flames miraculously slowly disappeared. Even the heated air around him returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
"stop!!"
The red flying phoenix roared again, flapped its wings and circled in the void before falling to the ground. Liu Mang, who returned to the ground, began to gasp for air.
"Cha Fen, senior brother, are you okay?"
Ling Qianhua, Xi'er and Ning Ruliu all gathered around with concerned expressions.
"I'm fine, but I'm very weak. Don't be surprised." Liu Mang said in a low voice. Several people quickly stopped talking.
This was especially true for Ou Yangxiong, who was covering his chest and looking a little pale.
"Master, are you okay?" A large number of ninth-level monks from the Ouyang family gathered around.
"It doesn't matter!" Ouyang exhaled loudly from his chest and waved his hands, with a look of embarrassment and unwillingness on his face. At this time, the entire audience was silent. No one expected that Ou Yangguangxiong, the number one monk in Kunlun, would be forced to admit defeat by an unknown person who was in the mid-9th stage!!
"Friend Liu Dao, this is really an eye-opener for me." Zhang Zhengnan was probably the happiest when Liu Mang defeated Ou Yangxiong. Of course, besides being happy, he was more shocked.
"Master Zhang, you're welcome!" Liu Mang waved his hand.
"You are a pervert!" Ling Qianhua muttered secretly.
"Haha, thank you for the compliment, wife!" Liu Mang replied, walked to the center of the field, hugged Ou Yangguangxiong, and said:
"Liu must have won this game. I wonder if what the head of the Ouyang family just said still counts?" After saying that, Liu Mang secretly squeezed a Qi-boosting pill in his hand. If Ouyang Yangxiong is a sinister villain, what will happen? But when it comes to Zhengyin, he immediately swallows the Qi-Building Pill and hacks him to death while playing Brawl.
"Since I lost, my words will naturally count." Ou Yangguangxiong looked extremely ugly. He waved his hand and returned to his camp. A supporting actor quickly brought a chair for him to sit down and recover.
Liu Mang glanced at Fan Jinyao. The old wretched beast's face was ashen. He must have been frightened by what he had just done. When he saw Liu Mang looking at him, he was shocked and quickly lowered his head and looked away. "Since the head of the Ouyang family agrees with what he just said, let's continue the PK." After Liu Mang finished speaking, he returned to his camp.
"Sir, what does PK mean?" Ning Ruliu asked in confusion.
"Ru Liu, PK means duel, a term invented by your man." Liu Mang explained with a smile.
road.
"Oh, it sounds quite fresh." Ning Ruliu was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled.
"Smelly men have many tricks up their sleeves." Ling Qianhua felt contempt in his heart. He was about to walk to the ring when he was stopped by Liu Mang.
"Qian Hua, that beast from Jade Sword Sect is probably scared out of his wits by me. It must be easy for you to defeat him, but you still have to be careful.
"Yes." Ling Qianhua nodded and walked towards the center of the field. Although she acted very coldly, she was very concerned about Liu Mang's concern.
"Old man, it's your turn." Ling Qianhua waved his sword and glared at Fan Jinyao with murderous intent on his face.
Fan Jinyao, who was so shocked by Liu Mang's heaven-defying strength that he had not yet come to his senses, felt a murderous aura approaching him. He quickly tightened his mind, and after dispelling the murderous aura that Ling Qianhua was pushing towards him, he said with a livid face:
"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities." The momentum of his words was obviously much weaker.
"Okay, old man, if you think you are very powerful, then go and kill that stinky man Liu Mang. Hua is your son-killing enemy, but do you dare to go?" Ling Qianhua sneered.
After all, Fan Jinyao was also a great monk in the late 9th stage. It was okay to do obscene things in public, but it was not okay to be ridiculed by others. His old face turned red, and then he became furious and rushed to the center of the field:
"Bitch, I will accept you, this ungrateful woman, today.
"It all depends on whether you have the ability or not. Let's see how you move!" Ling Qianhua didn't have the leisure to talk to this wretched old man. He directly activated his Qi, swung his sword and rolled up several sword Qi before stabbing Fan Jinyao.
Ling Qianhua's sword was unsheathed, and the blade of the sword let out a soft groan. The sword energy was like a dazzling cold light, approaching Fan Jinyao like lightning.
"This bitch is so vicious, and she will be cruel whenever she strikes!" Fan Jinyao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He was a master of swordsmanship, so he naturally knew that the swordsmanship of the woman opposite him was extremely exquisite, and she was probably better than him. The swordsmen's unique sword skills are even more powerful, and they seem to be top-notch sword skills.
Fan Jinyao didn't dare to show off anymore. He waved his top-quality sword and fired out several sword energy. Its power should not be underestimated.
"boom!"
The two sword energy intersected, causing a heavy roar, and a shock wave of spiritual light rolled up all around. Ling Qianhua was knocked back a few steps, his face was as cold as frost, his beautiful eyes were condensed, and he stabilized his figure with a beautiful movement. Next: He swung his sword again, and 7 or 8 sword energy pierced Fan Jinyao as sharply as cold light.
The whole movement is very smooth.
Fan Jinyao here was also knocked back a few steps, but before he could stabilize his body, Ling Qianhua's sword energy struck again was imminent.
The speed of this attack is unimaginable.
Before Fan Jinyao had time to curse, he had already felt the cold breath of the cold light. He had no choice but to pour a large amount of zhenqi into the sword and draw out the sword again.
The two sword energy intersected and sparked a burst of sparks. Fan Jinyao was knocked back several meters again. The arm holding the sword was a little numb and his breath was a little unstable. Before he could catch his breath, the other side was also knocked back several meters. Ling Qianhua followed suit, and after using extremely fast movement skills to resolve the retreat, he fired several sword energy at him again.
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"Bitch, you're so crazy!" After this woman launched the offensive first, he fell into a disadvantage. Moreover, this woman could always launch a new offensive faster than him, and the organized counterattacks could not injure him. She almost had no choice but to be beaten passively. Fan Jinyao's face turned red and he couldn't help but get rough.