Casting this spell, there is no possibility of recovery, so if you are not forced to a dead end, the law enforcement team will definitely not use this secret technique.

This is also the reason why the Great Elder and others were nervous. Did that dragon claw put such a lot of pressure on Bai Fansheng?

He actually needs to use secret techniques to face each other.

In the competition arena, as clouds of blood burst out from Bai Fansheng's body, not only did his attack not stop, but it became more and more fierce.

The shoulders that had been patted by Li Qingbo before also recovered strangely, and both arms met Li Qingbo's dragon claws one after another.

This change gave Li Qingbo an ominous premonition in his heart during the battle. He wanted to get away and distance himself from Bai Fansheng, but Bai Fansheng's faster and faster attacks made him overwhelmed. The feeling of dying on the spot.

Bang bang bang, as the number of times the two bodies collided increased, the amount of blood mist erupting from Bai Fansheng's body became less and less.

After dozens of moves, every time Bai Fansheng made a move, his face would turn pale, and his burly body under his robe would be slightly reduced.

This scene, of course, would not escape Li Qingbo's eyes, but he also felt that Bai Fansheng's attack was getting stronger, as if he was not the one who was injured at all.

"Drink!" That hazy feeling made Li Qingbo more uneasy, he shouted angrily, and the dragon's claws crackled, expanding again on the basis of the original, grabbing Bai Fansheng's throat with the force of thunder .

There was already a strange blood red in Bai Fan Sheng's eyes, and there were still a few wisps of dead gray hidden in the depth of the blood red.

Facing Li Qingbo's attack, he didn't have any fear on his face, and raised his skinny arms again, protecting his body with one hand, resisting the Thunder Dragon Claw, and turning his other hand into a palm knife, and went straight Li Qingbo's chest.

"Death!" There was a cold light in Li Qingbo's eyes, and when the dragon's claw fell, a blue barrier condensed in front of him.

Although he could see that the opponent was at the end of his battle, but he did not dare to resist Bai Fansheng's final blow due to the lessons of previous fights.

Click, bang!

The dragon claw grabbed Bai Fansheng's arm first, and without much hesitation, Li Qingbo's claw broke Bai Fansheng's right arm, and quickly clasped it on Bai Fansheng's neck.

The two of them paused, and at the same time, Bai Fansheng seemed to activate the last bit of secret technique, and a large amount of blood mist suddenly spewed out from his body, but this time, although the blood mist was filled with a strong smell of blood, it was not Blood red, but a little dark gray in the red.

The blood mist swelled extremely widely, covering an area of ​​tens of square meters around the two of them, engulfing their figures.

The sudden change caused everyone to frown slightly. This was likely to be the final blow for both sides. How could they be reconciled if they couldn't see clearly the situation in the field at the critical moment?

Many people turned their gazes to the Earth Spirit Patriarch above the arena.

Especially the people in Canglong Pavilion, several elders even stood up. They were familiar with the secret technique used by Li Qingbo, and even more familiar that this dark gray mist was not the method of Canglong Pavilion.

Not to mention that the fog is full of violent spiritual power, and the spiritual power of outsiders can't penetrate it at all.

These elders are eager to know the outcome of the field.

The ancestor of the earth spirit who was the referee also frowned, hesitated for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​going down to find out. As a referee, he naturally couldn't interfere with the two of them in the match for no reason.

He had no choice but to wave his sleeve robe, and a gust of wind swept towards the gray blood mist.