Ma Tengyun did not hear the conversation between the two live treasures on the other side, or he was shocked to have a short circuit in his brain, but no one talked to him.

Ten thousand grass and mud horses were running by in his heart. That was a D-level beast. Even if his life spanned, it would be a D-level beast!

How could you be pressed to the ground by Chen Yuan, an F-level elite, to the ground and rubbing it?

Is he behind or Chen Yuan not a human?

No, no, he can't fall behind. What a joke, he is the young master of the Ma family. What kind of storm has never seen? What kind of genius has never stepped on?

But, level f fights level d? Or a strange beast? Or a beast? It’s really not an illusion?

He subconsciously looked at Chen Yuan and found that Chen Yuan was supporting him with the wind magic stick and wanted to get up, but his legs were weak and weak. He fell down again and again, his eyes almost unable to open, and the blood at the corner of his mouth slowly dripped. Ma Tengyun breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, for some reason he no longer wanted to see the stronger Chen Yuan.

Huangfu Zunlong on the other side also recovered from his senses. Looking at Chen Yuan like this, his eyes moved slightly, and he didn't know what to think about.

If he dies like this, then it wouldn't be considered as a violation of the order if I take "Ku Xuancao"?

...

At this moment, with a "swoosh", the giant scorpion's tail suddenly shot out and rushed towards Chen Yuan. Huangfu Zunlong subconsciously wanted to take out the iron dart again, but hesitated immediately.

And in this time, the cold tail thorn was less than two meters away from Chen Yuan.

"Be careful!" Ma Tengyun shouted loudly, looking panicked.

Among them, Chen Yuan is the most likely person to kill the giant scorpion. If Chen Yuan was killed on the spot, who knows whether they would become the food in the belly of the crazy giant scorpion?

Chen Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his brilliance flashed, and a kite turned over and flashed to the right, barely avoiding the fatal thorn. After standing still, Chen Yuan held the Wind Demon Stick in his right hand and leaned on the ground; his legs slowly moved forward, raised his left hand tremblingly, pointing to the only eye on the giant scorpion's back, then looked up, his eyes fiercely, and grinned unruly:

"You can get a spurt? I can do it too!"

After saying that, Chen Yuan tried to stand firm, and his legs were intertwined and he supported himself step by step. His waist was slowly straightened, and his chest gradually stood up. The spiritual energy around him slowly flowed. He looked rebellious, but his eyes became more and more calm, staring at the giant scorpion who was also trying to get up.

The five legs of the giant scorpion slowly rubbed against the sand all over the ground and gathered it around, while the broken one was swinging in the air.

No one can admit defeat if one person or one scorpion is allowed.

...

In the secret room of Shanhai Pavilion, Su Qingxuan was playing chess with Uncle Fu.

One twist, one lift, one press.

"I lost, I lost." Fu Bo was so angry that he seemed to be angry. He pushed his hands and ruined the endgame. "I have seen a lot of ancient chess scores over the years, why can't I play you?"

Su Qingxuan stood up, stroked his beard and chuckled, and twisted a white piece in his hand.

In fact, he had not settled his decision just now, but Uncle Fu's reaction was very fast, so he could not be said to have seen the final defeat.

"I tell you that I never read the score," Su Qingxuan rarely began to be content with himself. "What's the use of the score? It's just a match between predecessors. Why should I, Su Qingxuan, follow their methods?"

He dots the chessboard with his right hand.

"Only, the calculation power."

After saying that, Su Qingxuan turned on the projector, and the picture was outside the cave of "Ku Xuancao".

"Tell me, how can Chen Yuan avoid these consecutive killing games?

The game will be dead for a lifetime, but that life will be the next time it will be dead for a lifetime?"

Uncle Fu looked at the six people in the picture and silently thought in his mind.

After a while, he shook his head.

"One ring after another, nine deaths turn into ten deaths. I can't untie it. The 'Dragon Head' is brilliant."

"Hahaha! You definitely can't solve it. Even if I'm like Chen Yuan, there is no solution to this game." Su Qingxuan laughed loudly, then suddenly turned to look at Uncle Fu, "But, I'm sure Chen Yuan can solve it."

"What's the solution?"

Su Qingxuan was silent for a while.

"I don't know, but I'm sure Chen Yuan can understand it. This is just an intuition, but it has always been extremely accurate. This is one of the reasons why I am so optimistic about Chen Yuan." He turned to look at the projector, the strange girl in Miao clothes, the cruel young man in black, and Huangfu Zunlong in the stone cave...

"Maybe there will be a gray spoon?" Su Qingxuan seemed to have thought of something, but then slowly shook his head, "No, it's impossible."

But what if?

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. Any possibility is not possible after it occurs, but certain.

"Changfu, you and Zhennan lead the killing team "未" to the "Santu" on standby, and be ready to set off at any time based on my personal order."

"Zhu" is a team among the four teams. Its strength may not be the highest among the four teams, but the team's style is the most cruel and ruthless.

Uncle Fu's expression changed, he was extremely solemn, and he bowed and said, "Yes."

...

At the "Three Ways" in the secret realm, a young man with long hair with his naked upper body was breathing.

He looked extremely thin, but when he looked closer, he found that it seemed that his body had no fat, only his muscles wrapped around his bones, his skin turned blue, and his sweat slowly evaporated. Although he was thin, his whole body was full of strength. His hair naturally collapsed, covering his blood-stained eyes. The breathing in his mouth was too hot, and it turned white as soon as it was released.

It feels like I just came out of a steamer.

"Chen Yuan...Chen Yuan..." He muttered something, his steps seemed to slowly move forward, leaving behind him with deep pits with steam.

But when he looked from the side, he was moving forward at an incredible speed, dragging out a series of afterimages behind him. His murmur also came out of the afterimages. In an instant, he shouted in a low voice for ten miles:

"Chen Yuan...Chen Yuan...I want to kill you!"

...

Ma Tengyun couldn't sit still at first, and Chen Yuan, a peer who was more powerful than him, aroused his long-forgotten competitive spirit.

When the giant scorpion was still getting up, Ma Tengyun's pair of spiritual boots suddenly emitted an orange light, and Ma Tengyun also rushed up like an orange lightning, flying straight towards the other eye of the giant scorpion.

In the blink of an eye, another blue light burst out, with the help of purple light, green light, and red light...

All the spiritual equipment except the three layers of spiritual armor was lit up. It was not that I didn’t want to lit up, but that I really had no spiritual power points.

Perhaps in order to imitate Chen Yuan's previous majesty, he shouted loudly in the air: "Diet beast, die for me!" Then a colorful punch fell down, as powerful as the sky.

But the giant scorpion reacted faster. It had already eaten this loss once, and it was definitely not going to eat it again. Besides, it was extremely sensitive to light sources. It had noticed it as soon as Ma Tengyun's boots lit up. = Then the strong light stimulated it wildly. How could it be hit by this conspicuous attack?

The giant scorpion no longer shows weakness.

The five legs instantly pushed their body and slid out, and hit the stone wall on the right with a "bang".

Ma Tengyun's fist failed, and he felt very sorry, but the situation could not be thought about it too much, so he spoke and shouted: "Just now!"

The three of them moved together.

Wei Hong's body shortened, then suddenly popped forward like a spring, and his fists were circulating "Iron Practice" and rushed under the giant scorpion's raised tail at an extremely fast speed. The strong wind blew his face like a wave, and his flesh was swinging layer by layer.

Huangfu Zunlong's face was gloomy, and Wei Hong and Ma Tengyun's decisive actions made him feel embarrassed.

Hearing this, he subconsciously converted these emotions into anger, and the target was the giant scorpion that hit the stone wall.

He knew that his iron dart was not useful to deal with the giant scorpion's carapace, so he took out a folding fan from his arms, shook his hand, and the fan opened. The front was "The Moon Night of the Twenty-Four Bridges" and the back was "Where can the jade man teach the flute to play".

Then he didn't see any movement. With a "scarlet" sound in front of the twenty-four fan bones, he stretched out a serrated blade with cold light. The blade turned green and was obviously coated with a very poison.

He carried his back with his left hand and his right hand with his fan. If the straw sandals on his feet were too eye-catching, he would be like a handsome young man in an ancient book.

As Huangfu Zunlong stepped back with his left foot, he floated forward, his speed was only faster than Wei Hong.

And his target was the three exposed side eyes.

He wants a knife!

...

On the other hand, Chen Yuan finally recovered at the moment when the giant scorpion no longer showed weakness.

His appearance was actually half true and half false.

It was really because he had overdrawn his spiritual energy, his meridians were extremely dry, and he also used too much force, and his hands almost dislocated. So he fell to the ground and felt weak all over and seemed to have no resistance.

The fake one is the time for his recovery.

As early as the moment he was shocked by the collision of spiritual pressure, he immediately made a decision to silently operate the "Marceal Cleansing Sutra" and "Eight Section Brocades", which made him more or less unable to leave any spiritual power after he fell to the ground.

Chen Yuan seemed crazy and passionate when he had been in close combat before, but after crossing that night, he was in the ancient well. Everything after that was already within his calculations.

So Chen Yuan secretly suppressed the light in his eyes and staggered towards the giant scorpion at a speed that was neither fast nor slow. Yu Guang was speechless when he saw the three people in this situation. Is this still a human? A human-shaped beast?

If they knew Chen Yuan’s true state, they would probably be so scared that they stopped their actions.

The giant scorpion also regarded Chen Yuan as the last step, focusing on Wei Hong and Huangfu Zunlong who were coming quickly. In its eyes, the intensity of these two people's spiritual energy was almost comparable to Chen Yuan just now.

As for Ma Tengyun...

The light is too dazzling and it has forgotten it.

...

With a loud "pong", Wei Hong's fists hit the connection between the abdomen and tail of the giant scorpion. The huge force shocked Wei Hong's hands numb.

The giant scorpion roared in pain, and its whole body slid slightly to the right with the center of the circle, just exposing its side eyes in front of Huangfu Zunlong. At this time, the giant scorpion's tail was raised high again, and it rushed towards Wei Hong with a sound of wind and thunder. It was the most vulnerable place on its body except for its arthropods and eyes. At the same time, the huge front claw on the right also smashed hard at Huangfu Zunlong.

There was a loud bang in the air, and the front claw smashed a mark nearly half a meter deep on the hard ground, but there was nothing in it.

"I'm here, grandpa!"
Chapter completed!