Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 361: Trash!

"It's over! It's over! I'm going to lose!" The masters of the Eastern Region frowned fiercely, and many people secretly regretted: "I knew I had shot! This kid named Gongsun is useless at all!"

"Trash! It drags us all down! Lost for nothing!" More people are angry!

However...

Brush!

A dazzling white light suddenly lit up.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"What a bright light! My eyes hurt!"

Everyone's eyes hurt and they closed their eyes.

"Boy! How dare you!" a loud shout suddenly sounded.

Everyone was startled and opened their eyes quickly, but they couldn't help being shocked by the sight in front of them.

"This..."

I saw that dozens of long needles flashing with cold light were stabbing the back of Mo Ding's head. At the same time, a long needle also shot deep between his eyebrows.

Bright red blood flowed down from his forehead, making his distorted face look terrifying...

"What's the matter?"

Everyone exclaimed, the next moment, the movements of the two people in the field changed instantly!

Mo Ding shouted, clenched his fist and smashed at Gongsun Heng, but when he was about to fall, he was suddenly in the air...

A sharp white jade bone fan is pressed against his wrist. As long as he goes down any further, his palm will be chopped off!

"If the wrist can't move, the space inscription pattern can't be used! What's going on?

The masters of the Eastern Region were all excited: "We won? Are we going to win?"

"This kid! It's really good! It's a counterattack!"

"Great! Let's win first!"

However...

"This round, so far, it's a draw, how about it?" Gongsun Heng said lightly when the Eastern Region experts were happy.

"What?" There were gasp voices in the field.

"Obviously he has the upper hand, but that kid is going to tie?"

"What the **** is he doing?" The Eastern Regions roared loudly.

Mo Ding also frowned: "You can't hold on for long, just wait a little longer and I will win."

The corner of Gongsun Heng's mouth curled slightly, but he didn't give in: "Of course I can choose. Before that moment comes, use a silver needle to pierce your acupoint. Who do you think will die then?"

"...Okay, it's a tie." Mo Ding released his fist.

"..." The masters of the Eastern Region were instantly furious, their eyes were red, and they glared at him with eyes that almost ate Gongsun Heng.

Gongsun Heng had a thin layer of sweat on the surface, and walked towards Lou Qianxue with a pale face: "I'm sorry, I didn't win."

"It doesn't matter. That person is good at space inscription pattern, which makes it hard to guard against, and it is difficult to win... Moreover, I know that in order to enter the alien fire barrier, you forced your cultivation base to the ninth level of Lingwu, you can do it. This step is already very good."

"As long as you're not disappointed." Gongsun Heng smiled bitterly and took a pill.

In the Wind Demon Gate, Mo Qingyuan also had a blue face and looked at Mo Ding with cold eyes: "I thought you could win."

"I'm sorry, ma'am."

Mo Qingyuan snorted coldly and looked at the crowd: "This time, let's go out first." After speaking, she pointed to one of the top experts of the Black Martial Realm: "Elder Black, you go."

"Yes, miss."

Suo Yiyi asked Lou Qianxue hesitantly: "Miss Lou, how about you..."

"I'm going!" An expert from the Eastern Region said aggressively, and gave Gongsun Heng and Lou Qianxue a fierce look at the same time: "I will never let these two garbage hold us back!"

Another Eastern Region expert who signed up for the battle also snorted coldly, "That's right, what's the use of the **** of the ninth level of Lingwu! Don't worry, the three of us will end the battle as soon as possible, and try not to let those two A piece of rubbish, let's be embarrassed!"