The thunder continued, and the purple palms took the opportunity to slap wildly.

In the blink of an eye, the bamboo horse fighting spirit ate several big dicks.

Trembling thunder exploded in the Temple of Heaven Square, and those watching could not help but retreat.

In fact, many people don't understand the battle situation, because if you don't have a full level of Bright Eyes, you won't be able to see the fighting spirit.

But Zhao Xing's thunder noose and big palm can be observed.

Intermediate thunder spells reach the seventh or eighth level, and their power is simply terrifying. Ordinary thunder will frighten people, let alone the middle-level powerful thunder spells.

"What kind of thunder method is this? Why is it so overbearing?!"

"I have never seen this kind of thunder method, it can actually form palms?"

"Hey, I was not defeated unjustly."

Looking at this scene, Cao Qiushui felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. Originally, he thought that his cultivation level had greatly increased, and that he might have shortened the distance.

Now it seems that instead of shrinking, this distance is getting bigger.

The strong are always strong, and Zhao Xing's fortunes on this Lingshan Mountain are infinitely greater than his.

"Bang!"

With the last bombardment, the fighting spirit was directly shattered.

The previous strangeness suddenly dissipated.

The luster on the bamboo horse disappeared, and it fell from the third-level high-grade to the third-order low-grade.

The hinge locks the bamboo horse, and the thunder shatters the fighting spirit!

After Yang Junxiong's mark was rubbed away, Zhao Xing gently pulled it, and the bamboo horse came to stand in front of him. It had become an ownerless thing.

"Poof!" Yang Junxiong spat out a mouthful of blood.

He had only barely resisted the lynx in the beginning, but now he was in chaos and could no longer resist. He was scratched on the chest and abdomen by the lynx's thunderous hollow claws.

"Pfft~" The claws flashing with thunder tore the breastplate apart, even scratching a bloody mark on Yang Junxiong's chest.

"Bang!" The lynx kicked off its hind legs, and Yang Junxiong's body fell outside the square, unconscious.

The wind cleared and the thunder dispersed, and the square became silent.

Everyone looked at this scene with shock in their eyes.

The arrogant knight Yang Junxiong, who won the first prize for two consecutive nights, was defeated just like that.

Moreover, the trump card was revealed and he was defeated so completely.

"I can understand that he can't beat the mountain cat, but how can the fighting spirit bamboo horse be defeated by the unqualified Sinong?"

Hu Yang murmured to himself, looking at the bamboo horse that had lost its spirituality, he couldn't help but feel absent-minded for a while. He was well aware of the tyranny of the machine beast, but the result was unacceptable to him.

Doesn't it mean that Zhao Xing can easily defeat these machine beasts like him?

"This guy..." Horror flashed in Lu Qian's eyes, "How on earth did he practice the Four Techniques of Heaven and Time? Is he proficient in them all?"

"Sister Jiao, do the three of us still have a chance to grab the first fragrance?!"

Du Jiaojiao's eyes flashed with excitement and she was eager to try.

But then she shook her head again.

"Unless you two, Qianqian and Qing'er, can raise the power of [Da Shao] to another level, and cooperate with me, maybe we can have a fight."

"If you move up a level, you can only fight once?" Liu Muqing also shook her head, which means there is no hope.

But she still raised her gun and jumped into the air.

Although she knew in her heart that she couldn't defeat him, her martial arts heart was so brave that she could not be timid before fighting? Du Jiaojiao still wanted to give it a try.

"Lynx, she wants to steal your toys, kick her!"

"Meow!" As soon as Du Jiaojiao took to the air, she saw a black shadow flying towards her. She kicked off her hind legs violently. Being caught off guard, Du Jiaojiao only had time to resist with her spear.

"Bang!" The silver gun bent and pressed against Du Jiaojiao's conscience. She flew back to the ground at a faster speed, and her feet were hurt by the shock.

Wind Control is a secret skill of the seventh rank in the middle level. The lynx itself is a strange species. After entering the level, even a cub has amazing power.

"Meow!" The bobcat stepped on cat steps and bowed to threaten.

It seems to be saying that whoever dares to take off toys from me will be beaten.

The bobcat looked fierce and naive, but everyone in the square was extremely frightened.

The two top-level experts were actually kicked down by the lynx.

What kind of breed is this?!

"I can't beat the Bobcat. The speed of the lynx is too fast. Yang Junxiong can't guard it, and I can't guard it either." Du Jiaojiao tried it once and saw clearly, "It's not a matter of technique, but the nature of the alien beast." advantages.”

Even Du Jiaojiao gave up, so naturally no one in the square dared to compete.

Everyone retreated a little, waiting for Zhao Xing, the new strongest man, to speak.

Zhao Xing remained silent, and the others did not dare to ask.

The winner takes all. Now he can claim as many sticks of incense as he claims. As long as he has to wait, everyone can only wait with him.

Not only the hostile competitors, but also the 'own people', Uncle Hu, Uncle Cang, and Uncle Yuan, were all frightened and did not dare to come forward to disturb him.

Young Master Zong couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "Zhao Sanjia, what are you going to do with the ten sticks of incense? If you don't take it, no one will dare to take it."

Zhao Xing thought about it and said, "Shen Zhui and I will take first and second place. Young Master Zong, you can take the rest."

You have to go down the mountain as soon as the sun breaks, and there is no use in burning a few more sticks of incense.

Zong Shichang has also used up all his banknotes, and he can't exchange this with him for anything else. There is no need to be so philistine, we still have some friendship with each other.

"Okay, then I have spoken for you?"

"Um."

Zong Shichang got a chance to show off, and he immediately put on a good show.

He stood with his hands behind his back, assumed a posture that he thought was cool, and ran under the incense to use the wind to spread the sound in all directions.

"Brother Zhao and I are going to take eight sticks of incense for worshiping gods. The remaining two sticks are for those who are capable!"

After saying that, Zong Shichang blew up the wind and swept eight sticks of incense in the air into his arms.

The rest dared not speak out in anger.

The others didn't dare to say anything. Du Jiaojiao was unhappy. Lu Qian shouted at Zong Shichang: "Zong Shiba, it's not your record. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?!"

Unexpectedly, Zong Shichang ran over and said with a smile: "How could I forget you? Here are three sticks of incense. I took them down for you to prevent you from jumping around."

When Lu Qian saw this, she suddenly said with a strange tone: "Oh, you are so kind-hearted, how can you still think of me and Sister Jiaojiao? I'm afraid you didn't get it for Qing'er, right?"

Zong Shichang couldn't help but blush when someone exposed him, and secretly looked at Liu Muqing.

Du Jiaojiao glared at Lu Qian, then handed over to Zong Shichang: "Brother Zong, I wonder what Zhao Xing has to say about the order of entering the temple?"

Zong Shichang said: "He is naturally the first incense, and the second incense is for Shen Zhui, oh, that is the warrior who pursued Gu Feng before."

"What happens next?" Lu Qian asked.

"Of course I'll make the arrangements."

"Then how do you want to arrange it?"

"I want Miss Liu to go in third."

"Hey, Zong Shichang, you really harbor lustful intentions, and you said it wasn't for Qing'er!"

"..."

While Zong Shichang was talking there, Shen Zhui also returned to the square.

There were blood stains on his iron ruler and body, but they were not his own.

"Brother Shen, are you okay?"

Shen Zhui took off the bow from his back and said, "Fortunately, I lived up to my fate and avenged that arrow for you."

Bow warriors value their bows as their lives. Now that Gu Feng's longbow has been obtained by Shen Zhui, even if he doesn't lose half his life, it's not far off.

"A good bow, Brother Shen is mighty."

This person can be dealt with, Zhao Xing just said that he was injured by Gu Feng's hidden arrow during the day, and he would let him drag Gu Feng down later.

Unexpectedly, the other party worked so hard and snatched Gu Feng's bow away.

If a warrior's bow is robbed, he will either die or become useless.

Shen Zhui put the bow back on his shoulder: "What's the result of the fight for fragrance? Has it started yet?"

Zhao Xing smiled: "It's over now, just wait for Brother Shen to enter the temple."

"Ah? It's over?"

In some shock, Shen Zhui took the stick of incense handed over by Zhao Xing.
To be continued...