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"Hall Lord Tang, what about you?" Zhang Dong raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Of course it's to let Sect Lord Tao continue competing." Tang Lei said with a serious expression.

Zhang Dong nodded his head, and laughed: "Since Hall Lord Tang has spoken, then I will sell him for personal benefits." As he spoke, he looked at Tao Wen. Without saying anything more, he turned around and walked down the stage. Tao Wen was his man. If they could continue competing, it would naturally benefit him, not to mention that it was Tang Lei who had proposed it. Others could not blame him for being unfair.

He went down the stage, but Tang Lei did not go, on the contrary, his body was releasing Spirit Qi, his hand was holding onto the sword at his ribs, he looked straight at Tao Wen, and said expressionlessly: "Sect Lord Tao, please!" As he spoke, he drew out his sword and gestured that he was ready to strike. Clearly, he wanted to spar with Tao Wen.

Tao Wen knew himself, and he was very clear that his own strength was far inferior to Tang Lei's. But right now, he was riding a tiger and it was impossible for him to back down. Tao Wen braced himself and once again covered up his spirit armor. He raised his spirit sword and said solemnly: "Hall Lord Tang, this way please!"

Just as he said that, the spirit mist around Tang Lei condensed into spirit armor, and the latter shot forward, his spirit sword cutting through the air like a shooting star, heading straight for Tao Wen's throat. It was too fast, so fast that Tao Wen didn't even have time to defend himself. As if he had seen a ghost, he let out a strange cry and jumped to the side.

Rustle!

The spirit sword swept past his neck, almost stabbing his flesh. Before Tao Wen could even stabilize himself, Tang Lei's spirit sword slashed over again, its target still being his neck. It could be seen that Tang Lei had even used his death move, determined to take Tao Wen's life.

Tao Wen used all of his strength and used his Spirit Sword to block Tang Lei's attack, causing a loud and clear clanging sound to ring out in his ears. The clash between the Spirit Sword and Spirit Sword produced a vortex shaped Spirit Pressure, even the people below the stage could feel the Qi flow ruthlessly sweeping past their faces.

In the forceful exchange of moves, Tang Lei did not do anything, but Tao Wen was shocked to the point that his arms became numb, and he could not help but retreat. Tang Lei did not give him the chance to catch his breath, and immediately rushed forward, picking up Tao Wen's lower jaw with his Spirit Sword. The latter could not defend and could not dodge anymore. It used all the spiritual energy in its body and let out a loud roar. It used the ultimate martial skill ? Blood Soul Chase.

A long and narrow scarlet Spirit Thorn appeared out of nowhere and flew towards Tang Lei's forehead like red lightning bolts.

At such a close distance and with such speed, anyone would be flustered but Tang Lei remained calm and dodged to the side. Whoosh! The reason the Blood Soul Master was so powerful was that the Spirit Thorn that he had transformed into seemed to have a life of its own. It would not miss just because of the opponent's dodging, but would instead continue its pursuit in a different direction.

Following Tang Lei's jump, the bright red Spirit Thorn also changed its direction. However, just as the Spirit Thorn paused for a moment, Tang Lei had already retracted his spirit sword and also released Blood Soul Chaser. The two Spirit Thorn s clashed in the air, and with a deafening cracking sound, the Spirit Thorn that Tao Wen released shattered inch by inch, dispersing into the air. Tang Lei's Spirit Thorn, however, did not weaken in the slightest, and continued to fly towards Tao Wen.

It was the same technique, but the difference between the two was like the difference between their spiritual energy levels.

Seeing his own Spirit Thorn shatter, and seeing his opponent's Spirit Thorn shooting over, Tao Wen felt as if his tail was stepped on, and he screamed, as he quickly lowered his head to dodge. "Pu!" The Spirit Thorn did not hit his forehead, and instead pierced through the hair on his head. The spirit armor on his head shattered, and a long bloody wound appeared on his scalp.

Tao Wen only felt a warm current flowing down from above his head. He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it, but a cold light flashed in front of his eyes. He immediately lost consciousness. He turned around and saw that his left arm had been cut off from his shoulder. The cut was as smooth as a mirror.

"Aiya ?"

Tao Wen screamed as he threw away his spirit sword and fell to his back. He rolled back and forth on the ground in pain and blood splattered everywhere.

Tang Lei stood in front of him and looked coldly at Tao Wen who was struggling and wailing on the ground. He swung the Spirit Sword in his hand and said with a gloomy tone: "This sword, I was slashed by the Rong brothers who were miserably killed by you. That's right, there is no rule in this stage that we cannot secretly harm others, but that does not mean that you will not be punished for doing so. "

The rangers below the stage woke up from their stupor and immediately began to cheer and clap, especially the Ma Gang gang members. The crowd was stirred up and all of them shouted together: "Hall Lord Tang, kill him! Hall Lord Tang, kill him! Kill him! "

Tang Lei waved to the Ma Clan members below the stage, and said: "The reason for this competition, is because of the election of the Alliance Master, and not because of enmity. Right now, we can take his arm as repayment and consider it as avenging the honor of our Sect Master. All the helpers will sell you another favor, stop this matter here and do not bring it up again in the future. "

If someone else were to say this, the Ma Clan members would not be satisfied, but since Tang Lei had spoken, they could only accept it. Good! This time, we will give face to Hall Lord Tang and temporarily spare Tao Wen's dog life! "

"Thank you, Fellow Brothers Ma!" Tang Lei cupped his hands and smiled at the audience.

No wonder the Baihui Hall could fuse with so many gangs, putting aside Zhou Kuan himself, just this one Hall Lord alone was enough to deal with so many things, even if it was the bigger picture, he could calm the conflicts and not injure anyone, it could be said that he was trying to please both sides, even Tao Wen, who had his arm cut off by, would be very grateful to him after this, he was a wise man!

Very quickly, Tao Wen was carried off the stage by the disciples of his sect, and Tang Lei planned to give up on this idea and walk off the stage, but at this time, Tang Yin suddenly heard someone shouting from not too far away: "Hall Lord Tang, please take care, I am here to seek guidance from Hall Lord Tang!"

The person who spoke was a young man who was in the Carefree Sect Arena with Tang Yin. He was in his early thirties, had a thin, medium build, and an ordinary appearance, but he rushed forward very quickly. He did not even walk down the stairs, and directly jumped down from the high stand. When he landed on the ground, there was a muffled bang. Then, with a speed of one hundred meters, he ran to the bottom of the arena and jumped high into the air. At the same time, his toes tapped on the pillar.

After looking up and down at the young man who had just come out from the Carefree Sect, Tang Lei felt that he was quite unfamiliar with him, so he cupped his hands and asked: "Sir, please register!"

"Carefree Sect, Fourth Protector, Ran Teng!" The young man said proudly.

In the past, Carefree Sect did not have a position of Protector, but later on, when Zhang Dong wanted to fight for the position of Alliance Master, he used the huge amount of money provided by Tang Yin and all of his possessions to recruit many outstanding travelling rangers. In order to arrange a job for these travelling rangers, he had created a position of Protector in his clan.

He did not know the other party's name, nor did he know if there were any Protectors in the Carefree Sect, but Tang Lei remained calm and smiled indifferently: "Brother Ran, do you want to spar with me?"

"That's right!" Ran Teng sneered: "I wonder if Hall Lord Tang has the guts to do so?"0

Let alone Tang Lei, who was the outer hall's s of the Baihui Hall, even if he was an ordinary travelling adventurer, he would not be able to handle such a reaction. Tang Lei was startled, he then laughed out loud and nodded his head, and said: "I will obey your orders, Brother Ran, please!"

"My apologies." While speaking, he slowly stepped forward until he was in front of Tang Lei, the spirit sword in his hand flapped up and down, and like a storm, he attacked with more than twenty swords.

The expert stretched out his hand and knew if he had it or not. Tang Lei was secretly shocked, no wonder this Lan Teng was so arrogant, he truly had some ability to be arrogant, just his ability at fast speed was enough to cause people to have a whole new level of respect for him. Tang Lei did not dare to be careless, and fought with caution, using his speed to clash with Ran Teng.

The fight between these two people was much more exciting and dangerous than the previous one. On the stage, one could only see the flashes of swords and the flashes of blades. In just a split-second, the two of them had fought for more than fifty rounds.

Tang Yin was also surprised, he secretly thought that this Yue Teng was truly proficient, but since he was so powerful, why did it seem that Tang Lei had never heard of someone like him? It was incredible.

While he was pondering, the situation on the stage had already started to change. Although Yue Teng's skills were powerful, there was still a gap between his cultivation and Tang Lei's. After fighting for so many rounds, Tang Lei had also sensed this point and no longer compared his punches and kicks, he began to unleash his Soul Martial Skills.

Tang Lei used the Wind Splitting Avatar Technique first, with his cultivation, he suddenly produced twelve clones, and when he looked at the stage, he saw Tang Lei's figure everywhere, causing him to be unable to differentiate between real and fake. Teng Qingshan also followed closely behind. He also used the Wind Splitting Avatar Technique, but he only had eight clones.

The true clones of the two of them moved back and forth on the arena, illusionary and real. It dazzled the eyes of the rangers watching the battle from below the stage. All of a sudden, the stage glowed with multicolored light, and then, someone shouted out loudly, releasing a gust of wind. Under the barrage of Spirit Blade s, the two bodies were sliced and minced, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

When it was time to look again, the spirit sword in Ran Teng's hand had yet to disperse as he shouted to Tang Lei who was in front of him: "I'll break your clone, let's see where else you can hide!" As he spoke, he once again swung his sword and charged towards Tang Lei.

Tang Lei sneered, he slowly raised his spirit sword, which flickered with light, as though he was releasing some kind of technique. Without waiting for to make the first move, he channeled all the spirit energy in his body and released a Cross-shaped Slash.

The densely packed Spirit Blade s instantly flew in front of Tang Lei and twisted his body into pieces.

Ah!

However, the smile on his face had not even appeared for half a second before it froze on his face. It turned out that the Tang Lei he had twisted into pieces did not drop a single drop of blood, nor did his broken body fall to the ground. In the air, it had already turned into white mist and disappeared without a trace.

This was also a clone! Not good! Ran Teng realized that he had been tricked. It was too late for him to turn around and check his back.

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