Pan Dongchun's face was solemn, and he did not dare to be careless at all. The wall made of gray aura became a little more solid.

Without receiving a ring of fire, Pan Dongchun's figure had to take a step back.

If it weren't for the gray wall protecting his whole body, this powerful rock fire would have burned away all the clothes on Pan Dongchun's body.

Sun Tongjing's method of attacking from a distance made Pan Dongchun miserable.

But the defense composed of gray walls is like a copper wall and an iron wall, blocking all fire rings from the body.

Even the gray wall was burned into pitch black by the terrifying rock fire, but the power of swallowing souls came into play again, absorbing the rock fire and rushing towards the navel, making the fiery red color even more intense.

The Spirit Swallowing Sutra can transform the opponent's spiritual energy into his own strength. This is Pan Dongchun's advantage.

The two of them attacked and defended like this, and they were in a stalemate for a long time. Unexpectedly, they were tense and angry from the beginning.

Sun Tongjing's original plan was to completely explode Pan Dongchun's soul-devouring power.

But he obviously didn't imagine that Pan Dongchun's skills were so powerful.

To a certain extent, Sun Tongjing underestimated the Spirit Swallowing Art.

Finally, Pan Dongchun relied on the power of swallowing spirits to devour Sun Tongjing's rock fire, reaching its climax.

Pan Dongchun's eyes flashed with a gray light, and a fist-sized fireball suddenly shot out from his navel, heading towards Sun Tongjing with an overwhelming momentum.

Sun Tongjing's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly dodged with his gun.

Just when he thought everything was fine, the fireball seemed to have spirituality, turned a corner, and rushed towards Sun Tongjing again.

This time, Sun Tongjing was unable to dodge.

The fireball hit Sun Tongjing's body.

There was a roar, and a thick smoke erupted above the entire arena.

When the smoke dissipated, Sun Tongjing looked very miserable. The broken hair on his forehead had been burned clean by the fireball, and there was still a trace of bright red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The clothes all over his body were in tatters and it was pitch dark. He looked as embarrassed as he wanted.

And obviously, Sun Tongjing was injured.

When Pan Dongchun saw that he had gained an advantage, he couldn't help but ridiculed: "Sun Tongjing, I thought you were so strong, but you didn't expect this little trick.

To be honest, you are far behind Lin Qi!"

After Sun Tongjing heard this, his slightly ugly face instantly darkened, and there was a chill in his eyes.

Originally, he was immune to Yan Huo, but after Pan Dongchun's treatment, Yan Huo became even more manic and violent.

Sun Tongjing obviously did not expect this kind of thing, so he suffered such a loss.

Moreover, Pan Dongchun managed to touch Sun Tongjing's wound and mentioned Lin Qi, a bastard.

For a moment, Pan Dongchun's shadow overlapped with Lin Qi's, and his handsome face was filled with a sense of ridicule.

Sun Tongjing didn't even care about the blood at the corner of his mouth. He stared at Pan Dongchun with his eyes fixed on him and rushed towards Pan Dongchun with his spear in hand.

He is angry!

However, Sun Tongjing's methods were all rock fire techniques and fierce flame marksmanship. Relying on this power, he was still hindered by Pan Dongchun's gray wall and the power of swallowing spirits, and was unable to make progress.

The two got into a scuffle.

Sun Tongjing held a gun in one hand and a fist in the other, and bombarded Pan Dongchun indiscriminately.

And Pan Dongchun relied on the gray wall and the power of swallowing spirits, even though his face was bruised and swollen and the fat on his body was constantly dented, forming the shape of a fist or a gun head.

He endured the huge pain and still gritted his teeth and persisted!

Suddenly, Sun Tongjing was accidentally grabbed by Pan Dongchun with both hands, and the powerful attraction appeared again.

Even if Sun Tongjing broke free like this, he still couldn't get the spear back.

Pan Dongchun obviously learned the lesson from the last time this time. The spiritual energy in his body condensed into a gray wall desperately, connecting the spear with himself.

Sun Tongjing was hesitant and did not give up the spear immediately, but gave Pan Dongchun a chance.

Pan Dongchun's eyes flashed with hatred, and the red fireball above his navel rushed towards Sun Tongjing again.

This is not over yet!

A gray gun head follows closely behind!

This time Pan Dongchun used all his strength to strike with all his strength, and Pan Dongchun risked everything!

Despite this, Sun Tongjing did not retreat.

A hint of darkness flashed across his eyes, and a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

When Pan Dongchun saw this scene, he secretly screamed that something was wrong, but he saw that the fireball was about to hit Sun Tongjing, and the gray gun tip was about to pierce Sun Tongjing's body.

It seemed that victory belonged to him in the next second.

Pan Dongchun didn’t retreat either!

And Sun Tongjing suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum, as if the seal had been lifted.

The muscles all over his body are shining, exuding a spirit of spirit, giving people a feeling of being reincarnated.

Seeing this scene, Pan Dongchun blurted out: "Spiritual body!!!"

At the moment when Pan Dongchun was stunned, the fireball and the gray gun head completely hit Sun Tongjing.

A burst of thick smoke rose up, completely enveloping the two of them.

On the high platform of the martial arts arena.

Pan Clan's expression changed drastically when he saw Sun Tongjing's sudden burst of cultivation in the Broken Spirit Realm.

At this time, in the thick billowing smoke, the gray wall on Pan Dongchun's body was still visible.

But he still yelled: "Dongchun, give in quickly!"

No one knows what happened inside.

Within the thick smoke.

Pan Dongchun heard Pan Dongchun's voice, and there was a trace of dark blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Then he saw the spear passing through his abdomen. He smiled sadly and said weakly: "Father, it's too late..."

Sun Tongjing looked at his clothes and used his mind power to isolate the sound. Looking at Pan Dongchun's pale face, he said coldly: "I've wanted to kill this damn fat man for a long time!!"

"Haha..." Pan Dongchun raised his head and looked down at Sun Tongjing, his face once again showing an arrogant look that he hadn't seen in a long time.

But even in the face of life and death, Pan Dongchun still looked at Sun Tongjing sarcastically.

Sun Tongjing's eyes became angry, and the spear in his hand was like a flame, stirring crazily in Pan Dongchun's stomach, and the rolling flames were filled with a deep black color.

Pan Dongchun screamed miserably, and the look in his eyes gradually faded...

He is the most arrogant young master in Qinggu Town.

He harmed many ignorant girls...

He also has a dream, which is to marry four female warriors who are as beautiful as flowers in Broken Spirit Mirror.

In the end, everything disappeared as Pan Dongchun closed his eyes.

It's all over.

Shaoqing only heard a splash, and Sun Tongjing's figure walked out of the thick smoke, his body covered in blood.

When everyone saw this scene, their hearts skipped a beat. This person was completely different from the elegant and easy-going Young Master Sun.

Where is Pan Dongchun?

What happened in the thick smoke?

Before the smoke dissipated, Master Pan looked sad and stared at Sun Tongjing's face, gritting his teeth and saying: "You dare to kill my son..."

Sun Tiancheng smiled calmly and said easily: "On the arena, the lives of warriors are determined by fate! Dong Chun did not admit defeat. He really knew that he couldn't do it but he did it. He deserves to die..."

Zhao Songhuan, who was in the chief position, saw Pan Clan kneeling on the ground and immediately said sternly to Sun Tiancheng: "Shut up!"

Sun Tiancheng's face changed slightly, he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, not daring to continue mocking.

Zhang Han next to him sighed and shook his head: "It's a pity that such a good seedling disappeared like this."

He already knew Sun Tongjing's cultivation level.

Pan Clan took heavy steps and glanced at the sky sadly.
Chapter completed!