The extremely thick earth wall in front of Zhen Wuji was cut open by Guo Huai's sharp and huge sword.
The huge waves poured out along this opening. Under the impact of the huge waves, the thick earth wall formed by Zhen Wuji's water cover completely collapsed.
Zhen Wuji used his skills and took the opportunity to fly out. After he escaped from Guo Huai's attack range, he used his middle-grade Lingbao Flying Sword to attack Guo Huai. The flying sword shot towards Guo Huai with cold light.
At this time, a medium-grade spiritual treasure, the Golden Bell of Peak, flew out from Guo Huai's side. The huge golden bell flew toward Zhen Wuji's sword. The Golden Bell of Peak was one of the last spiritual treasures that Guo Huai grabbed in the secret realm. .
The golden bell made a soft buzzing sound, and a strong suction force in the golden bell sucked in Zhen Wuji's flying sword. No matter how hard he tried to move the flying sword, he could not move it at all.
Zhen Wuji's flying sword was sucked into the Golden Bell little by little. Guo Huai took the Pojie knife and struck at Zhen Wuji at close range.
Zhen Wuji saw that Guo Huai was very close to him, and the overwhelming sword energy was coming towards him. He hurriedly escaped, and with a wave of his hand, a hundred-foot-tall rock giant appeared out of thin air.
This rock giant is an important spell in the high-level earth spells. Not only is it invulnerable, but any spell is helpless against its defense.
In addition, the rock giant looks tall and clumsy, but is actually agile and powerful. Even if a monk in the Nascent Soul stage is punched by the rock giant, he will inevitably suffer casualties.
How could Guo Huai make Zhen Wuji's plan go as he wished? Guo Huai moved his fingers with both hands, and the rock giant's feet instantly turned into a vast swamp.
Although the rock giant was extremely powerful, it was stuck in waist-deep swamp mire and could not move at all.
Zhen Wuji pushed hard, but the rock giant couldn't break free from the swamp and mire, and could only wave its arms in a bluffing manner.
Guo Huai dodged and stepped forward again, slashing at Zhen Wuji's head and face with a fierce and domineering sword.
The shortcoming of the magic cultivator is that he is afraid of getting up close and personal. Whether he is fighting with monks or fighting monsters, he always tries to keep the distance as much as possible and uses spells or flying swords to kill.
The space on the life and death platform was limited, and there was not much room for Zhen Wuji to move around. Guo Huai held a big knife and chased Zhen Wuji to chop, not giving him the slightest chance.
"What's going on with this rubbish Zhen Wuji? Why is he running in circles around the rock giant!"
"Yes, he is the student of the Qiyue Sect's master in the transformation stage! Why is he such a bad guy!"
"Trash is trash. I bet fifty million taels of spiritual stones on him. This is going to cost me to death!"
"TMD, I also pledged 30 million spiritual stones to this piece of trash!"
The spectators in the stands who bought Zhen Wuji's victory started yelling at him. After all, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Zhen Wuji would be defeated sooner or later.
On the high platform far away from the stage of life and death, Stuart Leighton, the boss of the transformation stage, said to the red-faced old man beside him: "Brother Wen, who do you think will win among these two little guys?"
Wen Jinglei stroked his long beard and said: "I don't think Wang Changsheng's closed disciple is so unbearable. He seems to be running away like crazy, but in fact he is avoiding Guo Huai's sharp edge!"
"He is holding back his ultimate move and looking for an opportunity to kill Guo Huai!"
Stuart smiled and said, "Are you optimistic about Zhen Wuji?"
Wen Jinglei rubbed his maroon face and murmured to himself: "Between life and death, even I can't judge this kind of thing!"
"It depends on whether Zhen Wuji's ultimate move is powerful enough and whether Guo Huai is on guard!"
Stuart Lei said confidently: "I am indeed more optimistic about Guo Huai!"
"Oh, why is that?"
Wen Jinglei asked curiously.
"That's because Guo Huai's soul is more powerful, and his soul strength is no less than that in the middle stage of divine transformation!"
Leighton Stuart had looked at each other with Guo Huai before, and that was just this ordinary look. As a boss in the late stage of becoming a god, he had already estimated the strength of Guo Huai's soul.
Wen Jinglei was surprised at first, but then nodded thoughtfully and said: "This kid has one middle-grade spiritual treasure one after another, plus this powerful soul, and this dual cultivation of magic and body! It's really good!"
Stuart Leighton smiled and said: "This boy is from our Yuqing Palace. If we can kill him this time, we can focus on training him in the future! I think he is only over a hundred years old in the sect Yudie, so he is very young. "
Wen Jinglei rubbed his hands and said, "Then is it possible that this kid can also turn into a god?"
"Not only the transformation stage, but also the integration stage is not impossible!"
At this time, Guo Huai didn't know that the two gods-stage bosses on the high platform were so optimistic about him, and he was now desperately chasing Zhen Wuji.
Huge rays of sword light exploded behind Zhen Wuji, but Zhen Wuji just dodged each time, like a loach with flowers blooming in autumn, and Guo Huai had already noticed that Zhen Wuji seemed to be walking in circles.
This also made Guo Huai, who was proficient in counter-killing, feel more alert. Could this guy be holding back his ultimate move and preparing to counter-kill him?
Guo Huai disappeared in a flash, and the next second Guo Huai held the breaking knife and chased behind Zhen Wuji.
Zhen Wuji also noticed that Guo Huai was behind him, with a cold smile on his face, like a poisonous snake!
He turned around instantly and found a black sand vase in his hand. The mouth of the black vase was facing Guo Huai, and the black poisonous sand in the vase spurted out and shot toward Guo Huai.
The extremely fine black sand shot all over Guo Huai's body like nails. After being hit by the poisonous sand, Guo Huai fell to the ground without saying a word.
Zhen Wuji breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Guo Huai's body had been beaten to pieces by the black poisonous sand.
It has to be said that this Guo Huai really has a few brushes, which actually forced him to use the magic weapon at the bottom of the box.
However, it was Guo Huai's honor to die in his hands, Zhen Wuji, and Zhen Wuji couldn't help laughing.
Not only can he earn five top-quality spiritual stones from Guo Huai, but he can also get Fairy Shiyun. How can this not make him happy?
The monks who bought Guo Huai's victory under the ring yelled angrily, using all kinds of unpleasant curses.
"What's good but not useful? Words like silver-like pewter spearheads are endless!"
"I'm really blind, I've suppressed you!"
"Guo Huai, please pay my hard-earned money!"
Shiyun stood there blankly, with no color on her face. She looked at the ring in disbelief. How could her husband, the person she had loved since childhood, die like this?
Shiyun's eyes became moist without knowing when. She seemed to have closed herself off and could not hear a word from the surrounding voices.
At this moment, Shiyun felt that the sky was about to collapse, and she didn't even want to live anymore. She wanted to die with Guo Huai.
We cannot sleep together in life, and we must share the same acupuncture point in death.
On the high platform, Stuart Leideng and Wen Jinglei looked at each other and sighed. Although this result was unexpected, it was also reasonable.
Although Zhen Wuji is not dead at this moment, the two of them already regard Zhen Wuji as a dead person. They both understand that Guo Huai will never let go of this opportunity.
