Chapter 3691 Dabi Ends Here

At this moment in the arena, the battle situation has become fierce.

After all, Qi Sanchuan is an old gambler. After mastering certain rules of dice points, he began to adjust.

When his state weakened, Qi Sanchuan used various defensive tactics to resist Tai Cang's onslaught.

Seeing that he had an advantage in points, Feilongdu forcibly avoided Taicang's heavy punch, and cast Ashes Glacier.

The large-scale black ice covered Taicang with ice in an instant, followed by a sea of ​​flames, which could seriously damage Taicang.

But Tai Cang made a decisive decision, slashed on the ground with one palm, and used the "Abyss" to forcibly open a crack with his spear intent, avoiding the raging flames.

Immediately, from the depths of the ground, he directly used the sky-shattering style, and Tai Cang instantly killed Qi Sanchuan!

The golden-red energy body spear ruthlessly pierced into Qi Sanchuan's waist and abdomen!

"Ugh!"

Qi Sanchuan screamed, reluctantly used Flying Dragon Crossing, and teleported away in an instant to prevent further severe injuries.

In the Shenlong Pavilion, Feng Jiuxiao was no longer in the mood to continue watching, his face was gloomy.

"Brother calm down, the third child was also careless for a while." Ji Liuhe knew that the eldest brother was about to lose his temper.

"For ten thousand years, I only know how to go to the gambling house, and I have neglected my cultivation, so I ended up in such a predicament!"

Feng Jiuxiao snorted coldly: "The third master of the majestic Jiuchongtian Palace was injured by a wild protoss, how can he be decent!?"

Before the words finished, Feng Jiuxiao had already stepped forward and appeared in the middle of the ring!

"Roar!--"

A dragon chant that resounded through the nine heavens!

A giant blue dragon soul that is not angry but mighty suddenly rushes up to the sky from behind Feng Jiuxiao, lying cross-legged above the martial arts arena!

That green dragon soul is lifelike, like a real green dragon beast, overlooking the common people!

When the time came, Qi Sanchuan's dice returned to their original shape and fell down.

"Brother?" Qi Sanchuan's mouth was bloody, and his face was pale, knowing that he had messed up.

After losing his target, Kungunir in Taicang also faltered.

Tai Cang frowned and forcibly summoned the sharp gun before calling it back.

He looked at Feng Jiuxiao suspiciously and warily.

"My God! The myth of the Shenlong clan! Shenlong clan, the number one God of War in Hongmeng, the elder Feng Jiuxiao?!"

"Audience, at this moment in our focus battle, Elder Feng Jiuxiao can't sit still!"

"I don't know if Elder Feng Jiuxiao intends to..."

Dong Qing was just halfway through his excited explanation, when the magic weapon in his hand was distorted and exploded!

Feng Jiuxiao glanced at the three people on the commentary stand, and said expressionlessly: "The competition of eight disciplines, this is the end."

Dong Qing, Yan Song, and Wang Bingbing were so frightened that their faces turned ashen, and they fled in desperation, not daring to stay for half a step.

The millions of viewers at the scene had different expressions, puzzled, dazed, curious, dissatisfied, and talking a lot...

In Tianfeng Pavilion, everyone did not expect this to happen.

"What does Feng Jiuxiao mean? This big competition is the order of the patron saint, how dare he come out and make a decision?" Ling Yuwei wondered.

"Is there something serious about Hongmeng?" Ning Zimo guessed.

"What does uncle know?" Xiao Wangge couldn't help asking.

Ye Fan could probably guess what Feng Jiuxiao was going to do.

But remembering Ah Lu's entrustment, he decided to see how the group of Hongmeng would respond first.

"Let's see and talk," Ye Fan said.

Su Qingxue took a deep look at the man, as if she had thought of something, but she still didn't say anything.

Taicang frowned and said: "I didn't expect the Shenlong family of Hongmeng to lose so much."

"Why, the Eight Sect Grand Competition made you Hongmeng feel ashamed, so it has to end early?"

Feng Jiuxiao said indifferently: "The barbaric protoss, if it weren't for my kindness, just because you hurt my son, you can kill your soul now, you don't know what is good or bad."

"Feng Jiuxiao, did you say something wrong about this imperial gun? Obviously, Qi Sanchuan was at a disadvantage just now. If you come out at this time, you will lose the face of the Shenlong clan."

At this moment, Zhou Hankong led a group of masters from the Beihan Temple and landed from his box.

"Don't think that you, the Eight Tribulations Azure Dragon, can bluff people here!"

"The little guys here are afraid of you, we old bones will not be scared by you!"

He said proudly: "This time, the eight-door competition is specially arranged by the patron saint. What qualifications do you have, let's stop here?"

"That's right! You're disrespectful to Master Long!"

"Even if it stops now, it is our Xuanming Clan's delusion to be number one in the Eight Gates Grand Competition!"

Everyone in the Xuanming family stood up and protested loudly.

Feng Jiuxiao looked regretful, "Zhou Hankong, it's this time, why are you still caring about the gains and losses of yourself and your clan?"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Hankong frowned.

"The protoss gunman said just now that the patron saint, Lord Long, has left... Don't you understand Hongmeng's situation now?"

"Haha! Nonsense! Master Long has guarded Hongmeng for so long, how could he leave without saying goodbye? Where can it go?" Zhou Hankong said disdainfully.

"Jiuyuan!"

Ji Liuhe suddenly shouted, and at the same time, there was also a divine beast.

Tiger head, unicorn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, unicorn feet, they look like everything, but they are nothing.

"Is it nine or not?"

Some people recognized the origin of this mythical beast.

Some people in the dark gate looked surprised.

"This guy is not dead?"

"It turned out that it entered the Hongmeng?"

Zhou Hankong's face turned ugly when he saw the nine different images, "Ji Liuhe, what are you talking about? Why did Master Long go to Jiuyuan?"

"Hall Master Zhou, do I dare to say such nonsense? What kind of existence does Dragon Lord exist? If we use it to deceive you and others, will we not be discovered?"

Ji Liuhe gnawed on a chicken leg, and patted Jiu Buxiang's head with his other greasy hand.

"Tell me, what did you see?" Ji Liuhe said.

Jiu Buxiang didn't dare to disobey, so he could only say frankly: "I saw that the patron saint entered Jiuyuan..."

As for the other information related to Ye Wuya, even if you kill it, you dare not speak out.

At the same time, Jiu Buxiang also quietly looked at Tianfeng Pavilion, his eyeballs were rolling...

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience!

As we all know, there is a rift in Hongmeng that can only be entered and cannot be entered. It is under the Nine Springs, and there is no return!

The former demon emperor Jian Zizai chose to enter Jiuyuan for the sake of harmony between Hongmeng's humans and monsters.

It is said to be exploring the unknown field, but everyone knows that this is simply "sending death"!

"You...you are talking nonsense! Why did Master Long go to Jiuyuan!?" Zhou Hankong asked angrily.

"Is this difficult to understand?" Ji Liuhe smiled and said, "Master Long is already an invincible existence. If he wants to break through, he must leave this world."

"Now that Hongmeng is in trouble at home and abroad because of the pioneering work, how can Master Long still care about these messes?"

"presumptuous!"

Feng Jiuxiao suddenly taught a lesson: "Second boy shut up! The patron saint is far-sighted, how can you maliciously speculate?"