Uncle Fu looked down at the stage and saw that Liang Xin, the guardian of the Golden Tiger Gang, had also arrived with everyone else.
"Wu You and the others must have done this to you!"
Uncle Fu looked at Liang Xin and asked coldly:
"Oh, just two mortals. When did you become such a sentimental person, Jiang Fu?"
As Liang Xin spoke, he jumped onto the platform with a light body technique.
"Anyone who kills me in the Shixiang Pavilion must pay with blood!"
"Sign!" Uncle Fu threw the signed life and death contract in his hand to the other party.
Liang Xin looked at Uncle Fu, took the life and death contract, and signed his name without even looking at it.
"We met once, but unfortunately we have to fight to the death. No matter who lives or dies, I hope we can bury each other properly."
After signing the contract, Liang Xin looked at Jiang Fu and said solemnly.
"I will use your head to sacrifice to the dead in Shixiang Pavilion."
After Uncle Fu finished speaking, he gently threw the hiltless dagger into the air. He quickly formed a seal with both hands. Suddenly, a black light flew towards Liang Xin like a meteor.
"Dangdangdang"
Liang Xin had already cast out a silver shield, which just protected the front.
"Earth Thorn Talisman!"
Seeing that the flying sword was blocked, Uncle Fu was not in a hurry. He threw the talisman that he had prepared for a long time forward. Suddenly, a thick earth spike suddenly emerged from under Liang Xin's feet like a wave.
Liang Xin was caught off guard and couldn't dodge in time, stumbling due to the shaking ground.
"Golden Armor Talisman!"
He quickly tore off the golden armor seal in his hand, and was immediately covered in a layer of golden armor. At this time, the silver shield that was originally supported in mid-air fell to the ground.
The flying sword changed its angle instantly and stabbed towards the panicked Liang Xin.
With a loud "bang", the golden armor talisman instantly turned into pieces.
The swiftly flying sword stabbed towards Liang Xin one sword after another!
"This one belongs to Wu You! This one belongs to Lin Jie! This one belongs to Xin Dao!"
Every time Uncle Fu thrust his sword into the opponent's chest, he would say a name. After saying three names, he thrust his sword more than ten times in succession.
"Sword control...Sword control."
After being stabbed countless times in the chest, Liang Xin finally fell to the ground. The last sword instantly pierced through his head, pinning him to the ground.
Uncle Fu picked up his dagger and coldly watched the Golden Tiger Gang carry Liang Xin's body away. He immediately said:
"Remember to keep his head. I want to pay tribute to him!"
"You!" The people from the Golden Tiger Gang were furious, but when they saw Uncle Fu with murderous intent in his eyes, they fell silent. They did not dare to argue and placed Liang Xin's body under the platform.
"Next!"
Uncle Fu looked coldly at He Kuan, who had just killed Zhang Xindao, and prepared for another fight.
"The Demon Hunters have already fought, and this duel is a draw."
Luo Yangcai, the president of the Monster Hunting Association who was sitting below, said in a cold voice that in his opinion the Monster Hunting Association had already paid enough.
"No, we at Shixiang Pavilion don't recognize him. The Golden Tiger Gang has just come on stage. If the Monster Hunting Society doesn't come on stage, send Han Ziwen's head over here!"
Uncle Fu pointed his blood-stained dagger at Han Ziwen in the audience and said.
"Don't go too far. Do you really think we're afraid of you?"
Luo Yangcai, the president of the Monster Hunting Association, was furious when he heard this and immediately spoke loudly.
"If you're scared, then hand over the head of the person who started it."
"Hmph! You, a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining, are bullying a cultivator in the early stage. Is this the style of your Shixiang Pavilion? Unless Jiang Yun comes, our Monster Hunting Club will only fight this one battle!"
Luo Yangcai's late spiritual pressure immediately pressed all towards Uncle Fu, and continued coldly:
"If you really want to fight, I'll fight with you!"
Uncle Fu felt the pressure of the other party, a late-stage Qi Refiner. He immediately tightened his dagger, not even noticing the blood dripping down the blade. Just as he was about to speak to acknowledge his master, Uncle Fu suddenly heard a voice in the distance.
"Don't bother President Luo, I'll accompany Han Ziwenda. Everything started with us, and it will end with us!"
"Jiang Yun! Jiang Yun is here!"
Uncle Fu suddenly felt uneasy. He didn't expect Jiang Yun to come.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound and saw a small boat rushing down towards the duel arena.
"Jiang Yun, you despicable villain!" Han Ziwen cursed loudly when he saw Jiang Yun's figure, and jumped onto the platform in one step.
"Uncle Fu, I'm late."
He glanced at Zhang Xindao's body under the stage with a heartache, and then continued to say to Uncle Fu:
"Let me do it."
"Jiang Yun, you...ah." Uncle Fu wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it, so he had to slowly walk down from the stage.
At this time, only Jiang Yun and Han Ziwen were left on the duel stage.
"Jiang Yun, you actually drove Wan'er crazy. I will definitely avenge her. You know I've been waiting for this day for three months. For three months, whenever I saw Wan'er's miserable appearance, I wanted to tear you into pieces!"
Han Ziwen spoke harshly to Jiang Wen, taking out a giant green sword.
"Haha, there's no point in saying more to someone who's trying to peek at the secret manual of cultivation. Come on!"
Jiang Yun also took out his white sword. Suddenly, a murderous aura filled the stage.
Ding Ding
The two men drew their swords at the same time, Jiang Yun's white sword was like a meteor,
Han Ziwen's sword was like a shield, and the flying white light sword instantly hit the blade of the giant sword.
"Ice Spear Talisman!"
Jiang Yun swung his white sword, and two ice spears flew towards Han Ziwen. At the same time, he recited a spell, and suddenly an orange-red fireball took shape and flew towards the other party at a high speed.
The ice spears, fireballs, and the white light sword that kept attacking in the air immediately blocked Han Ziwen's three routes.
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