Strongest Eccentric Consort

"It's over! It's over! I'm going to lose!" The masters of the Eastern Region frowned fiercely, and many people secretly regretted: "I knew I had shot! This kid named Gongsun is useless!"

"Trash! It's a drag on all of us! Lost in vain!" More people are angry!

however……

brush!

A dazzling white light suddenly lit up.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"What a bright light! My eyes hurt!"

Everyone closed their eyes because of pain in their eyes.

"Boy! Do you dare!" A burst of shouts suddenly sounded.

Everyone was shocked and quickly opened their eyes, but they couldn't help being shocked by the sight in front of them.

"This……"

I saw that dozens of long needles flashing with cold light were piercing the back of Mo Ding's head, and at the same time, a long needle shot deep into his forehead.

Bright red blood flowed down from his forehead, making his twisted face look terrifying...

"what happened?"

Everyone exclaimed, the next moment, the actions of the two people on the scene changed instantly!

Mo Ding shouted, clenched his fist and smashed Gongsun Heng, but when he was about to fall, he was suddenly in the air...

A sharp white jade bone fan is pressed against his wrist. As long as he goes down a bit, the palm of his hand will be cut off!

"The wrist can't move, and the space inscription can't be used! What's the matter? Mo Ding actually fell into the wind?" Everyone in the Wind Demon Gate frowned, worrying.

All the masters of the Eastern Region were all excited: "You won? Are we going to win?"

"This kid! That's great! He actually counterattacked!"

"Great! Let's win one game first!"

however……

"This round, so far, is considered a tie, how?" Gongsun Heng said lightly when the Eastern Region master was happy.

"What?" Suddenly, gasping voices sounded in the room.

"Obviously, that kid is going to tie?"

"What the **** is he doing?" The people of the Eastern Region shouted loudly.

Mo Ding also frowned tightly: "You can't hold on for long, as long as you wait a little longer, I will win."

The corner of Gongsunheng’s mouth twitched slightly, and he did not back down: “Of course I still have the option to pierce your acupuncture point with a silver needle before that moment. Who do you think will die by then?”

"...Okay, it's a tie." Mo Ding loosened his fist.

"..." The masters of the Eastern Territory were instantly furious, their eyes were red, and they glared at him with eyes that almost ate Gongsun Heng.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Gongsun Heng, and his face was pale and walked towards Lou Qianxue: "Sorry, I didn't win."

"It's okay. That person is good at space inscriptions, it is hard to defend against, so it is difficult to win... and, I know, you can do this by forcing your cultivation base in the Ninth Level of Lingwu in order to enter the barrier of different fires. It's already pretty good."

"It's good if you are not disappointed." Gongsun Heng gave a wry smile and took a pill.

In the Wind Demon Gate, Mo Qingyu also had a sullen face, looking at Mo Ding with a cold look: "I thought you could win."

"I'm sorry, miss."

Mo Qingyuan snorted coldly and looked at everyone: "This time, let's go out first." With that, she pointed to one of the top masters of the Xuanwu realm: "Elder Black, you go."

"Yes, miss."

Suo Yiyi asked Lou Qianxue hesitantly: "Lady Lou, or else, this time, you..."

"I'm going!" An Eastern Region master said aggressively, and at the same time gave Gongsun Heng and Lou Qianxue a fierce look: "I will never let these two **** drag us back!"

Another master of the Eastern Region who signed up for the battle also snorted: "That is, what is the use of the **** in the Ninth Level of Lingwu! Don't worry, the three of us will end the battle as soon as possible, and try not to let those two rubbish. Shame again!"