Bao Po's face froze, as if he had been slapped in the face.

"That's also my fault. I forced you to use your Wu, so I had no choice but to use my weapon." The meaning of Bao Po's words was very clear. You were forced by me, so you were defeated, and you used cheating methods to improve your strength.

"And even if you use Wuwo, you are still no match for me. A light sword can do the trick." Bao Po continued, waving the Qiqing in his hand, emitting starry light.

Pi Pi chuckled and said, "You seem to have misunderstood something. I just struck with the sword lightly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pi Pi's body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

Bao Po was startled and felt a sense of crisis behind him.

He swung his sword with his backhand! Puff! The tips of the two swords touched each other, instantly stirring up a terrifying wave of air.

Pi Pi is now very clear about his advantages. He uses his fighting spirit at full power and a black fighting spirit bursts out from his body!

Bao Po also knew the other party's intention, fighting with fighting spirit! "Hah!" Bao Po shouted angrily, and white fighting spirit emanated from his body.

A black and a white fighting spirit suddenly formed, creating a huge vortex. The terrifying atmosphere infected everyone. It was so terrifying!

Pi Pi relies on his own strength to improve.

And Bao Po relied on the ancient magical weapon in his hand.

The two are surprisingly evenly matched, which shows the importance of owning a prehistoric artifact.

"Pipi, I told you, you are no match for me." Bao Po still had time to speak at this time, which showed that his foundation was really strong.

"Bao Po, don't underestimate me!" Pi Pi shouted angrily, the black light on his body became stronger, and the majestic aura became more abnormal.

There is still a difference between the peak of Dou Zun and the eighth level of Dou Zun, and the difference is very big.

After all, at this level, every level is a ditch. If it weren't for the ancient magical weapon, Bao Po would have been defeated long ago.

The blackened Pi Pi cannot be underestimated now. Sweat beads are clearly visible on Bao Po's forehead. Wuwo is so abnormal! This Pi Pi is probably halfway into the ranks of the Supreme!

Commonly known as the Pseudo-Supreme.

The black fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, while the white fighting spirit was gradually getting smaller and was no longer as dazzling as it was at the beginning.

Faced with such a situation, the audience was dumbfounded.

I never expected that the third brother of the Pi family could actually defeat Bao Po. Although he used martial arts, this was also very powerful. This kind of cross-level battle is really rare.

"Your broken son is going to die." Pi Liangjun is very happy now. He can finally give this old man a blow.

Bao Ci's chest heaved up and down, and he seemed very unhappy. He had underestimated the power of Wuwo.

Kong Feicheng said calmly: "If you want to win now, I'm afraid you can only use Wuwo."

Bao Ci said nothing. If the prehistoric artifact given to Po'er was better, even if it was a little better, he would definitely win this time. However, this prehistoric artifact was a little inferior, and Pi Pi's weapon was not bad, plus the doubling of strength, he was able to restrain... So what Kong Feicheng said was not unreasonable. If Po'er did not use Wuwo, he would probably lose! Bao Po's eyes became more and more horrified. The strength of Pi Pi on the opposite side was still growing, as if it would never end. Is this the power of Wuwo? Very powerful.

"Bao Po! It's not too late for you to admit defeat now, so as to avoid physical pain." Pi Pi used the same words to fight back against Bao Po, don't think that just because you are powerful, no one can defeat you, I, Pi Pi, am one of them! Bao Po was in a bad state, probably because of Pi Pi's mouth cannon, his breath was suddenly confused! Feeling Bao Po's instability, Pi Pi shouted angrily, his strength increased again, and the black fighting spirit instantly swallowed up the white one! A huge wave was set off around, and the terrifying pressure made everyone want to vomit.

"You lost." Seeing this scene, Pi Liangjun laughed. You are a piece of shit! What a piece of shit!

Bao Ci said calmly: "It's too early to say now!"

Bao Po was a little embarrassed at this time, holding the Seventh Lord and breathing heavily, while Pi Pi walked slowly towards Bao Po with his sword, as if asking, where is your momentum? Don't you want to knock me down? Do you want to make me look bad? "Pi Pi, you really make me look at you in a new light!" Bao Po straightened his back and looked at Pi Pi coldly. If he didn't have the intention to kill at the beginning, he had it now, and he actually embarrassed himself in front of so many people.

My father is still watching up there, and so is that rubbish brother-in-law. I guess he’s still laughing in his heart.

Even with the ancient artifacts, I can’t defeat him. What a loser.

"Haha, Bao Po, I'll give you one chance. If you admit defeat now, I'll spare your life." Pi Pi asked calmly. Using the same words to ask, he was also telling Bao Po not to underestimate anyone. Of course, when you are in a desperate situation, you can unleash great power! Bao Po laughed loudly: "Let me admit defeat, Pi Pi, you must be dreaming."

"Really? Don't you feel something strange in your body?" Pipi suddenly asked.

Bao Po's face hardened, and he indeed felt his body stiffen a little: "You! You poisoned me!"

There was a wound on Bao Po's right shoulder. Although it was not deep, it was still a cut.

Pi Pi waved the sword in his hand, but he was not as strange as Yang Haotian and licked it.

"It's true that I bet a little bit, which can make you hesitate for a moment, but that's enough! So, Bao Po, you are sure to lose this time!"

After saying this, Pi Pi held the sword in his hand across his chest, and the entire black sword floated in the air.

"Jade Killing Intent!" Pi Pi spread his arms, and the sword across his chest immediately flew towards Pi Pi's head, transforming into more than ten swords shining with black light, with the tips of the swords aimed at Bao Po.

Bao Po seemed to still be struggling, his face gradually showing fear: "Pipi! How dare you!"

"Bao Po, this is a deep-sea arena, just leave it to fate!" Pi Pi said in a low voice, the sharp sword above his head emitting a strange black light, as if it wanted to pierce the enemy's chest.

"Murderous intent is present!" Pi Pi seemed to give Bao Po no chance at all. He shouted angrily, and more than ten sharp swords attacked with a terrifying aura.

Faced with such a situation, everyone was a little dumbfounded. This didn't seem to be a normal duel, it was simply a fight! Do you have a deep hatred? Is it necessary to do this? "Pi Liangjun, you shameless man, it's fine if you put poison on the sword yourself, but you even asked your son to do it." Bao Ci immediately scolded.

"All is fair in war, don't you understand that?" Pi Liangjun said disdainfully. What's wrong with applying poison? Isn't this normal? After saying that, Pi Liangjun stopped talking and waited to see how long Bao Ci could wait.