Mza began to feel that the lightning in the air was very annoying, because it was getting more and more painful when it hit the body, and there were more and more lightning. At first, a lightning could only leave a small piece of black spot on his body, but later the dark spots became bigger and bigger, and gradually it smelled burnt.

He looked up at the air and opened his mouth wide in surprise. At some point, the thunder clouds in the air had become dozens of meters in radius, and several electric snakes were spewed out from time to time, and they began to show their ferocious faces.

"This is impossible." He just shouted, and another flash of lightning fell, slashing all his shouts back into his stomach. Mza was completely angry and roared wildly: "Let me kill you."

Before the roar fell, he leaned down and squatted. The fighting spirit around him surged. A little light began to lit up on the tip of the axe and gun. Obviously, he was preparing for some amazing moves. However, just as Muza was halfway through the charge, he suddenly felt a pain behind him. Richard had already cut a knife. Muza could feel that the power of the knife was very light, but it made him feel a sudden feeling of panic. So he immediately gave up the charge and swept the axe with his backhand. Of course, the axe fell into nothing. Richard had already retreated.

Muzha felt a sudden feeling of slackness on his back, and he didn't feel the pain. His shock was extraordinary. He immediately reached out and touched it. It was indeed full of blood. At this time, there was a burst of exclamation in the stands. Muzha knew that his wound was definitely not small, and the blood had already flowed out like a spring water.

But Richard just cut a lightly, but his body was stronger than the horned rhinoceros. Why did he open such a big wound? Before Mza could figure it out, another lightning shot down in the sky. This time the lightning was as thick as a fist and landed on Mza. A large amount of electric fire gathered on the wound on his back, which made him scream in pain.

Richard suddenly approached like a ghost and then slashed his thigh.

This time, Muzha finally saw clearly that after Richard's knife cut open his leather pants, it only left a scratch on his skin that was not too long, just a red line. Then the wound suddenly cracked itself, becoming deep and long, and the blood inside immediately ejaculated, spewing several meters away.

Mza was shocked and angry, and hurriedly closed the wound on her legs, staring at Richard like a wounded beast, with hatred and anger in her eyes, but if you look closely, you can see the panic deep in his eyes. Richard stood quietly as the beginning, observing Mza's actions, still so focused. Richard's two swords only used the power of the barbaric massacre itself, and did not use life to kill Jue. If it drives life to kill Jue, the sword behind it could cost most of Muza's life.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, and another lightning flash fell in the air, hitting Mza, while Richard attacked at the same time and left a huge wound on Mza's other leg. Although Mza forcibly closed the wound with fighting spirit, his ability to move was almost half of it, and it was even more impossible to attack Richard. Richard was no different from when he started the war, but his face turned pale.

Although the battle is not over yet, everyone can see the result, a result that almost no one would think of at the beginning.

"Your knife, your knife is wrong. What kind of knife is that? You cheat." Mza suddenly pointed at Richard and shouted, his face flushed with excitement. Under the heavy shadow of death, his will finally collapsed.

The sky suddenly lit up, and Muzha subconsciously looked up and saw a new lightning bolt brewing. When the sky fell, he rushed to transport his fighting spirit, finally counteracting the power of the lightning, but suddenly felt something was wrong on his waist. When he looked down, Muzha was shocked to find that Richard was standing beside him, and the two of them were almost stuck together.

As for his knife, Muzha turned this thought like lightning in his heart. He looked down along Richard's arm, but saw that most of the savage massacre had penetrated into his body. The knife was so sharp that it didn't feel anything when it stabbed.

In Mza's incredible gaze, Richard whispered: "Go on the road, don't embarrass the barbarians."

After saying that, Richard retreated more than ten meters like a ghost and stood quietly. A blood column immediately spurted out from Muza's waist. The fighting spirit in his body was boiling, so the blood column was spewing out of ten meters. But Muza seemed to have no feeling, just stared at Richard. A few seconds later, Muza suddenly let out a shocking roar, and the axe gun came out of his hand, turning into a phantom, and threw it in front of Richard like a thunder.

This was too sudden, and the speed of the axe gun was too fast. Richard could not think about it carefully and instinctively lie down on the ground. The axe gun almost swept across Richard's back with a sharp roar. The violent power fluctuation directly sucked Richard from the ground, and then bombed it out. Richard flew out more than ten meters before he fell heavily to the ground. A mouthful of blood was spurted out. This was the first time he had suffered such a severe injury in this battle.

The axe gun that condensed all Muzha's life and anger knife flew into the audience, directly pierced through the two barbarians, and then pierced into the stone wall until they had no handle. The two barbarians looked at the big hole that suddenly appeared in their bodies, and then their bodies suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist. Then another roar was followed by a big hole in the wall of the huge stone several meters thick on the battlefield. The gravel splashed everywhere, and more than ten nearby barbarians were injured, and the axe gun was distorted.

The power of Muzha's throwing power was completely dissipated at this time, while he himself urged the Dou Qi to exceed his limit. All the wounds on his body were squirting blood, and then they exploded, and his whole body exploded into several pieces. Only the part above his chest was still intact, and the flesh and blood splattered for dozens of meters.

Richard moved and slowly climbed up from the ground. Looking at the flesh and blood in the field, he sighed inwardly. Mza made a shocking last blow with the burning life, at the cost of death without a complete corpse. This is definitely a very unacceptable way of death in the eyes of the barbarians who value their body and funerals. However, Mza did not hesitate to make the last blow, at least at the last moment, he was still a warrior.

There was silence in the decisive battlefield, and the thunder clouds in the sky were still brewing.

Finally, the referee's high-level warrior announced the end of the game with a dry voice. Richard entered the quarterfinals of the festival. Richard silently returned to his position, sat down, stroked the barbaric massacre in his hands, and tried to calm down his breathing, waiting for the next battle. He sat alone for a while, suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, but this time there was an abnormal blue color in the blood, which caused the barbarian strongmen on the viewing table to exclaim.

Among the barbarians present, there were both strong and knowledgeable wise men. Many people immediately saw that Richard was in a wrong state. The blood in his mouth was so strange that it seemed to be poisoned. Everyone was talking about it and guessing the reason for Richard's poisoning.

Next to the Great Elder, the elder was startled at first, then suddenly realized it, and couldn't help but feel furious.

There is no sign of this poison when it is drugged, but it is so obvious after being poisoned. The Chinese people are obviously not kind-hearted. The more the elders are, the more beneficial it will be to Chinese people. Even in order to make up for the merits, the elders will have to find ways to get the armed forces of the heavens.

Richard took out a white towel and wiped away the blood from his mouth calmly. He was very calm, as if he was spitting out only water, not his own blood, and he turned a blind eye to the strange blue color in the blood. He sat there, waiting for the next battle.

The thunder clouds in the sky have expanded to nearly a hundred meters in size and finally no longer increased. However, the rolling lightning inside makes people know that the next lightning is not only too powerful to resist, but also completely accepts Richard's control. This magic only showed all its power until now. Fighting against Richard under it will always fall lightning with a level seven power, which will make people fight.

The referee's high-level warrior frowned. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Richard raise his hand and pointing into the air. A little light flew out of his fingertips and penetrated into the thunder cloud. The thunder cloud began to slowly dissipate.

There was a low voice in the stands. The barbarian strong men had already respected Richard in their words. This kind of thing rarely happened to a Norlander. Even if they were poisoned, Richard refused to take advantage of his opponent. This kind of demeanor already interpreted what a true brave man was.

Richard just wiped the savage massacre, although there was no blood stain on the knife, now he only had the strength of the last knife.

One knife is enough.

The referee warrior was unable to make a decision for a moment. Looking at the Great Elder, the Great Elder stood up and said in a deep voice: "Richa won two consecutive games, and today's game ends here. The next round of the game will begin the day after tomorrow."

The high-level warrior who served as the referee was stunned. This was different from the scheduled schedule, but the Great Elder's words were the final decision. He immediately announced to the audience that only two rounds of games were played today, and those who won two games could rest.

The Chinese Archbishop who was watching the battle from afar suddenly became extremely ugly. He snorted heavily and cursed: "This group of useless barbarian dogs, may God lower the flames and burn you all to death."

After the curse, the Chinese bishop turned around and left. Uli looked at Richard with a complicated expression, and then followed the Chinese.

Richard was also quite surprised by the decision of the Great Elder, but for him, it was no difference whether this sword was used now or left for the day after the day of acquisition. Although the toxicity may further spread after two days, Richard may also control the toxicity in two days, not to mention that his final sword did not rely on magic power, consumed life force.

As night fell, the day's battle was over. Today, only sixteen soldiers from the second half of the area participated. In the end, there were four people left, including Richard. Perhaps stimulated by the bloody and tragic battles of Richard. Today, the battle in this half of the area was particularly fierce. Four people died in battle and three were seriously injured. The schedule was not yet half, and the casualties had exceeded the previous years' ritual battles.

At night, the Great Elder convened a temporary Presbyterian meeting and announced at the meeting that it would give Richard a fair chance in future competitions. All the elders knew exactly what this sentence meant. However, shortly after the Presbyterian meeting ended, Zhawu and Quincy came to the Great Elder and firmly demanded to go to the battle. Even if it was a duel for the Sixth Prince, it didn't matter. They also wanted a fair chance.
Chapter completed!