C55 (2/2)

With a single strike, the Soul Chaser was gone. Both of Guo Sha's legs had been broken in half.

Yet another strike, launched in the air.

However, this attack was stopped right there in the air and could not be smashed any further.

One-Eye's throat seemed to be stuck in something, and his face was so pale that he didn't seem like a person from this world.

A single tear, two, three, flowing from the eye of the one-eyed man, he was unwilling to give up!

As long as this attack continued, Guo Sha would definitely die. Then, he would be brought back to the Northern City to be rescued by the powerhouses.

In this way, even if he were to die, he would still be a martyr and a hero of the northern city.

However, he was unable to continue this blow. He was only missing this tiny bit.

Unreconciled, angry, and sad.

But there's nothing like that. If, that's it.

His body could not bear the backlash and was annihilated into ashes.

Due to the fact that the power it could withstand had far exceeded its limit, it was fine even if there was less time. But now, it had also turned into dust.

Actually, it was just a bit off. That strike would have been the Northern City's victory; if it hadn't gone down, it would have been the demon beast's victory.

The two who were fighting didn't know if they could continue. They were resigned to their fate.

However, Hai Tian and the Spear Saint saw through it. That was why the Spear Saint closed his eyes. That was why Hai Tian was so happy to have his son say so much.

Nothing was possible. In a battle between experts, even if it was just for a moment, losing was still a loss. There was nothing worse than luck. Why didn't you calculate it?

A wave of depression swept through the northern city, and yet another person had fallen.

And this man was still alive and kicking as he chased after the lion to fight it, but now his weapon had also been annihilated.

He disappeared from this world as well.

4: 3.

If a person died in vain, there might be some benefits to his victory. However, if he lost, he wouldn't be walking on the road with that little bit of dignity as a hero.

8th match, Immortal Xue Xin versus the gorilla.

Three meters tall and huge.

This gorilla did not care for the fairer sex, he would kill her the moment the battle started.

In the beginning of the competition, they were still quite restrained, but up until now, the human side had lost three people. One side had lost an arm, the other a pair of legs, and there were also a lot of internal injuries.

Thus, the later stages of the competition were all up to no good.

Floating cloths, stepping on top of cloth, Immortal Xue Xin's battle was extremely beautiful, yet her killing intent could be felt in all four directions.

Dao arts, the art of protecting the shade.

Although it contained tens of thousands of attacks, it was very beautiful and very enticing.

Every single flower petal launched an attack, and as Luo Hua divided the votes, it was actually an attack.

The gorilla trembles, the hammer strikes, the earth trembles, the earth falls.

To blow up, fall.

The entire earth was shaking. At least, this was the battle zone.

Xian Xuexin was arrogant, she stepped on the cloth, teasing the gorilla and clapping her hands.

As he flew, what was there to pity?

There was killing intent in the beauty.

Under Xian Xuexin's beauty, she was even more enraged.