As the miasma disappeared, her figure slowly appeared from the miasma.

She still stood there like the noble peony, without a trace of expression on her unparalleled face.

At the same time, the knife in her hand could not be seen. Her two white thin hands were quietly placed there.

Where is her knife? The knife she used to kill Luo Zhan just now was not in her hand?

Luo Zhan was undoubtedly dead.

His eyes were still bulging violently, with great reluctance to be angry... and he died with his eyes closed.

Luo was killed in battle!

Death is unknown.

His death so much that no one around him could see clearly how he died, and he died like that...

The members of the Duanmu family around them looked at Lan Ruoer standing on the life and death stage with horror.

And what about the blood monk on the sacrificial platform?

I saw with my own eyes that my disciple was killed on the stage of life and death, and my whole face looked ugly as if I was about to kill someone.

He slapped the table angrily and shouted.

The loud noise made Duanmu Heiming, the leader of the Duanmu family, turn his head to look at him.

The ghost girl next to her, wearing a veil, turned her head and looked at the blood monk.

But the monk's face was extremely ugly and stood up from the stands with a bang.

"I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll go back first."

After roaring and saying this, he turned around and left the sacrificial square.

However, Duanmu Heiming looked at the four elders who had left and shook his head slightly.

The unquestionable winner on the stage was Lan Ruoer.

When the old man announced that the winner of this game was Lan Ruoer, the whole audience called for her.

However, she quietly walked down from the life and death stage step by step.

Everyone was staring at her at this moment, and even Li Tian couldn't help but blink his eyes and stare at this cold and beautiful beauty.

Lan Ruoer, who came down from the life and death platform, suddenly raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at Li Tian, ​​then turned around and stood quietly aside.

The frowning gaze made Li Tian’s heart thump. Perhaps even Li Tian himself was confused: What’s wrong with me?

After the match between Lan Ruoer and Na Luo is over, the remaining match will be a duel between Li Tian and Wang Kun.

Wang Kun had long exposed his fierce beast eyes, and he had been waiting for this moment, waiting for his fight with Li Tian.

Li Tian couldn't help but look at Wang Kun at this moment. The two of them collided, and there seemed to be a strong murderous aura in the air.

"Now the second game starts, there are Wang Kun and Li Tian, ​​the second elder's disciple."

As the old man above the life and death platform rang out, Li Tian and Wang Kun were slowly walking towards the top of the life and death platform.

As soon as their names came out, they became the focus of the audience.

Everyone knows deeply that more than 20 years ago, the last one was: the Nine Styles of Rashomon and the Supreme Confrontation between the Western Witch.

I remember that Duanmu Heilong was possessed of Western evil magic and lost slightly in the end, while the winner was the nine Rashomon styles used by the previous generation of clan masters.

By chance, Li Tian was also pregnant with the Nine Ways of Rashomon, and he was facing the Duanmu Black Dragon's personal disciple: Wang Kun, who was pregnant with ancient Western evil magic.

This showdown will be filled with years of grievances...

Of course, Li Tian still didn't know these grievances and past events.

He just quietly went to the stage of life and death, facing Wang Kun.

As soon as they both came on stage, the atmosphere of the entire life and death stage became strange and tense, and a solemn murderous aura was faintly permeated.

The great elder Luo Hefutu, at the top of the sacrificial platform, opened his blind eyes full of white pupils and said slightly, "What a solemn murderous aura."

Luo Changfeng, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but murmur: "Who will win and who will lose in this game?"

"Twenty years ago, the second elder Duanmu Heilong's Western evil magic was defeated by the nine styles of Rashomon. For so many years, Duanmu Heilong has been studying evil skills and has also participated in the research of Western forbidden arts. It is hard to say who will lose and who will win in this battle." Luohe Futu said slightly.

Luo Changfeng beside him blinked and glanced at the Duanmu Heilong sitting on the sacrificial platform over there, but saw Duanmu Heilong sitting leisurely on the stands, as if he had the confidence to win today's battle.

Luo Changfeng couldn't help but worry about Li Tian at this moment.

Duanmu Heiming also looked at the life and death platform with Yin Xiao's eyes on his face.

In today's battle, he wants to see Rashomon: the final power of the Nine Styles!

Because that is the skill he has always dreamed of, he must learn it.

With a loud voice from the old man, he rang: "The competition begins now."

Everyone began to bet on the life and death platform.

Wang Kun's beast eyes were undoubtedly revealed at this moment, and his eyes suddenly turned into black, like wild beasts in the forest.

At this moment, he was looking at Li Tian without blinking.

"I will definitely defeat you today and kill you with my own hands." Wang Kun said fiercely.

At the same time, an extremely evil aura suddenly began to permeate his body, and it surged towards the whole audience.

At this moment, Li Tian also accumulated all the energy in his body, and he was also ready to give it a try today.

This Wang Kun is not the mediocre opponents he had before, so he must not be careless.

Wang Kun suddenly attacked and attacked Li Tian with a deflated rushing in his body.

This move was really exposed by evil spirits... and his open beast eyes, the strong wind in his palms rushed towards Li Tian.

Li Tian raised the energy accumulated in his body and took the initiative to do so. When he made a mistake, his body suddenly came forward without avoiding it.

A loud bang exploded.

The audience was stunned.

This is a showdown between kings.

After one move, the two separated immediately, and the energy that had just collided was pouring towards the surroundings.

There seemed to be a solemn murderous aura in the air.

Li Tian did not avoid Wang Kun's attack just now, just wanted to try how hard his skills reached. However, after a fierce battle, Li Tian only felt that the evil aura on Wang Kun had a strange feeling, because the collision just now caused his energy to shift a little and could not hit Wang Kun's body.

And what about Wang Kun? He was standing aside at this moment, his black pupils became even darker, and he looked at Li Tian coldly.

He couldn't realize how strong Li Tian's ability was.

The first move is that the two are evenly matched and the match is equal.

Everyone looked at the two people on the life and death stage with their spirits.

Suddenly, Wang Kun used the second move.

The two hands suddenly turned into eagle claws and suddenly grabbed Li Tian's face from a strange angle. The claws were vicious and spicy.

Li Tianzeng wrote the gossip tricks he learned in "The Book of Heavenly Books".

The body shook slightly, stepped on the seven-star footsteps, and both arms attacked Wang Kun with sticky strength.

When Wang Kun's arm touched Li Tian's arm, he suddenly felt that Li Tian's arm seemed to have a sticky feeling... and sucked his arm, and Wang Kun was stunned.
Chapter completed!