Chapter 793: This Guy Is Not Dead?

In the war room.

Dozens of high-ranking Danhai Realm experts also expressed their admiration.

Many people looked at Zhang Niancai's gloomy face with great interest and laughed secretly in their hearts.

This old guy is really embarrassed this time.

A powerful man in the Danhai Realm, the supreme elder of the Tiandao Sect, broke the rules in full view of the public and sent someone to give his storage bag to his nephew, but he still couldn't win!

"Why stop? Why don't you take advantage of such a huge advantage? It's just a few talismans." Long Yuanwei was very dissatisfied with the delay in launching an attack in the confrontation between the two.

Zhang Niancai's face twitched a few times and he said coldly, "It seems that he doesn't have the ability or the courage to provoke the talismans to fight. With so many talismans and such a close distance, even if he has ten defensive talismans in his hand, he may not be able to Survive.”

"In my opinion, this fight is a draw!"

"No way!"

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On the high platform.

Zhan Nianchuan's body was covered in blood, and his eyes were cold and heartless.

Dozens of talismans with brilliant aura surrounded him, making him look like a god in the sky.

"As you wish, within ten breaths, hand over the storage bag and map fragments, kneel down and kowtow to me three times. Maybe if I am in a good mood, I can spare your life."

Listening to the words he had said before, Qu Nanping's face burned, and his eyes were full of humiliation and unwillingness.

He slowly moved his eyes away from Zhan Nianchuan and looked at the people below through the transparent light screen.

On their faces, he saw deep contempt and ridicule, as well as pity and joy. He also saw the smiles and pride on the faces of the patrol team members.

Qu Nanping felt humiliated and embarrassed.

He raised his head suddenly and roared angrily: "Tie, otherwise..."

He couldn't speak anymore, because his vision was completely occupied by the aura coming from the sky.

This damn bastard, he actually dares to kill this young master!

Die for me!

Qu Nanping let out a beast-like roar, raised his hand to activate all the talismans in his hand, and then violently slapped them towards the opposite side.

Everyone stood up straight and watched without blinking as dozens of terrifying spiritual lights collided together.

Then they all closed their eyes.

It's too glaring.

Then there was a violent shaking under their feet, which made them unstable, and many people even fell to the ground.

How is the situation?

Everyone opened their eyes eagerly and looked at the transparent shield that was shaking and deforming like a bubble, with silver runes flashing crazily on it.

The scene inside made everyone gasp and look horrified.

Both of them are actually complete!

All alive!

The tragic scene they imagined of blood and flesh flying everywhere and turning into minced meat did not appear at all.

They could accept that the masked boy was alive. After all, he was a practitioner of both law and body, had a strong body, and had ten defensive talismans in his hands. However, Qu Nanping was actually alive and seemed to be unscathed.

This is hell.

After dozens of breaths of silence, the whole place exploded into excitement:

"Fuck! Why is Qu Nanping still alive?"

"Needless to say, he must have a special way to save his life!"

"The wealth of these outstanding juniors of the super sect is really terrifying. They have endless back-ups, but they are not dead."

"Maybe it was in the storage bag earlier?"

Amidst the hustle and bustle, the two people on the high platform had different expressions.

Qu Nanping stared straight ahead, muttering to himself, looking like a madman.

On his waist, a jade pendant covered with cracks suddenly shattered.

This is the biggest reason why he still has the courage to continue fighting. The life-saving holy object given by the Supreme Elder of the Tiandao Sect, Zhuo Jianxiong, can automatically activate the body protection barrier and resist the jade pendant equivalent to the full force of a monk in the early stage of Danhai.

The other side of the round platform.

Zhan Nianchuan reluctantly took out another mask and put it on, feeling a little depressed.

Fortunately, I have many masks and talismans, otherwise I would really be in trouble today.

In the previous two rounds of bombardment, he had already lost twenty-five earth-level talismans, two defensive magic weapons, and one soft protective armor.

This is just a candidate for the Holy Son, but his wealth is so rich.

I sighed deeply in my heart, but my hands were not slow at all.

As soon as he patted the storage bag, the red gourd appeared again, and the wind and sand in the sky rushed towards the dull-looking Qu Nanping again.

Without the cover of the black wind and sand, many of his methods would be impossible to use. Killing Qu Nanping was really not an easy task.

Feeling the howling wind and the smelly smell, Qu Nanping finally came to his senses.

"I want to kill this young master, I'm dreaming!"

With a roar, he ran the Wind Control Technique with all his strength, and his whole body immediately floated with the wind, always a little faster than the black sand. At the same time, the fan in his hand kept beating, and countless dense wind blades shot towards the wind and sand.

At the same time, a black iron plate appeared next to him, blocking the flying needles shot from time to time in the wind and sand.

The two resorted to various tricks and fought bloody battles, and for a while they were evenly matched.

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Everyone in the audience watched with gusto and exclaimed from time to time.

"It's wonderful. Qu Nanping is really powerful. He can block this."

"No, the entire high platform is covered by the wind and sand. It's really rare that he can still maintain a few feet of space around him."

"That guy is not simple at all. He is actually able to maintain such a large area of ​​wind and sand, and he is always invisible. It can be said that he has the upper hand."

"Looking at it now, neither side can do anything to the other. What they are fighting for is the consumption of mana in the body. Whoever's mana dries up first will be the final loser."

The people in Team 9 are also whispering about this competition that will affect their net worth in the next few decades.

"Boss, do you think Lao Wu can win?" Tian Xinglong stared at the green light and black energy on the round platform, his palms sweating.

Li Shengnan was very dissatisfied with his statement, "We must win!"

Tian Xinglong was overjoyed when he heard this and wanted to ask more clearly, but seeing Li Shengnan's unusual concentration, he had no choice but to turn his questioning eyes to Yang Kun.

"Third brother, why have you forgotten that even if the fifth boy loses his magic power, he still has physical strength. He must be the final winner!"

Upon hearing this, Tian Xinglong felt reassured, an excited smile appeared on his face, and he looked at the final closing odds displayed on the betting table.

One to a hundred!

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