Everyone's faces changed. Flash Dance.

Xuanyun Dao Leader was poisoned?

Could it be a madman?

It had to be him!

There was a trace of panic on the madman's face, but he flatly denied it: "How could your poison be me, nonsense!"

"Your expression betrays you, it seems, it's really you, that's it, it's come to this, I have nothing to say. Xuanyun sighed and shook his head with a wry smile.

He really couldn't imagine that after living together for decades, how could a madman actually poison himself.

At this moment, Tang Xiaobao spoke: "Have you asked me what I mean? When I am transparent? I object! Look at his appearance, where can he be the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, and I haven't settled accounts with him yet!"

"Tang Xiaobao, in front of the envoy, you dare to be so arrogant, you are simply looking for death!" Wang Mao couldn't help but scold.

"Really?"

Tang Xiaobao looked at Wang Mao with a smile, he smiled happily, but those who knew him knew that this kind of smile was a precursor to an explosion, and he was obviously very angry.

"Okay, then let's see who is looking for death!" Tang Xiaobao suddenly restrained his smile and said to Wanru: "Abolish him, let him not survive, he can't die!"

As if nodding, he walked towards the king spear step by step.

Wang Mao saw it like a shot, and immediately his face changed, and he said, "Tang Xiaobao, will you only hide behind a woman?" Master, save me!"

"Presumptuous!"

The madman snorted coldly and greeted Wanru.

The long sword in his hand was unfurled, and it stabbed at Wanwan.

Zheng!

The soft sword shook,.

She used a soft sword, but she used a cutting technique, which was really rude and rude to the extreme.

Bite!

But the next scene surprised everyone.

The madman's sword was cut in two, and at the same time, the sword cut off his right arm.

A sword!

Just a sword!

The madman was defeated.

It was like kicking the madman out of the way, and then continued to walk towards the king's spear.

The whole process was as fast as lightning, even if it was Ouyang Mania, he didn't have time to stop it.

The martial arts of the crazy Daoist are only slightly inferior to the Xuanyun Dao Chief, and even if the two of them want to distinguish the winners and losers, they must be outside the five hundred moves, and the number of wins and losses is only * open.

This means that the martial arts of the mad Dao people, in the entire martial arts, are definitely the ones who draw their swords the most, such as the heads of several major sects present, at least half of them are not his opponents.

But in his hand, he didn't even make a move.

How strong should that be?

Everyone took a breath of cool air, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

A ray of light flashed in Xuanyun Dao Chief's eyes.

Wang Mao's face turned pale with fright, and when he saw that his master was already half dead, he immediately knelt down and asked Ouyang Mad for help.

"Help, envoy. ”

"Presumptuous!"

Ouyang flickered, and then he was in mid-air, and a pair of judge's pens in his hands were taken out, and they rushed towards Wanwan. 35xs

His movements were so fast, almost instantly, that he was on top of his head.

The crowd was shocked again.

It is worthy of the ancient sect, this light skill is simply no one, and the momentum is amazing.

It's like a long sword in his hand, just about to catch up.

Tang Xiaobao greeted him, but no one saw that Tang Xiaobao had found a wooden stick from somewhere, and it was soaked with a lot of blood, which really looked like a killing stick.

Teleport!

Tang Xiaobao had already arrived in front of Ouyang Mad and waved the stick in his hand and smashed it hard.

This stick, with the sound of whirring wind, seemed to empty the air, like a big mountain, smashed towards Ouyang wildly, and the violence was gone.

The hearts of the people trembled.

Damn, I actually dare to fight against the envoy, this is looking for death.

But in fact, Ouyang Mad's face changed drastically, and he turned back in mid-air, landing far away on the square.

Tang Xiaobao also fell to the ground, carrying a stick on his shoulder, staring at Ouyang Mad with a smile, and said, "Isn't the ancient sect great?

As soon as the words fell, Tang Xiaobao waved his stick and rushed over.

Ouyang roared angrily and also greeted him.

The judge's pen is fast, Ouyang is deep in internal strength, so he naturally does not coward, he originally thought that Tang Xiaobao would have to withdraw his hand if this pen was gone.

As a result, he gave up.

If you don't let go, you can't do it, the tiger's mouth burst, and the whole arm is numb, and you are completely unconscious.

The judge's pen was smashed and flew away, and Ouyang* retreated.

Tang Xiaobao chased after him.

Teleportation.

Tang Xiaobao got behind Ouyang Mad and slapped a stick on the latter's back.

This stick, Tang Xiaobao only used some internal force, and he didn't dare to use his innate qi, he was afraid that he would kill someone with a stick, so he would have no time to play.

Ouyang Mad was beaten to a stumbling point, and hurriedly jumped up and ran again.

Tang Xiaobao continued to chase, and the wooden stick in his hand smashed on Ouyang Mad like rain.

It's not fatal, but it's painful.

Ouyang kept jumping and running, but he couldn't avoid Tang Xiaobao's pursuit.

He was so aggrieved that he couldn't do it anymore.

At the same time, I was terrified and shocked.

He was wondering where this person in front of him came from, how could he be so powerful, and he was so young, he had never heard of it.

couldn't help but think about it, Tang Xiaobao kept scolding while beating.

"Fire Cloud Palace, huh?"

"The Ancient Sect, right?"

"Let you come out and pretend to be forced!"

"Let you be scared!"

"I'll let you play prestige!"

"And let people kneel, you are a god, I will go!"

"Look at the stick!"

"Left!"

"On the right, silly-b, you're moving too slowly!"

A group of fellow martial artists, all of whom were completely petrified, looked stupidly at the two people chasing around in the square.

Their hearts are broken.

Thinking about it just now, I thought it was Tang Xiaobao's biggest reliance, but now I know that this guy is simply a killing god, a monster, it turns out that he has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger just now.

The few people who were injured in Tang Xiaobao's hands before are now extremely afraid.

Ouyang Mad actually wanted to run away all the time, but Tang Xiaobao always made him unable to do so.

He went to the left, and Tang Xiaobao was waiting for him on the left.

He went to the right, and Tang Xiaobao was waiting for him on the right.

He flew up, and Tang Xiaobao was also waiting for him above.

In short, Tang Xiaobao can always block and block his way first.

As a result, Ouyang Mad was depressed and aggrieved.

Seeing that he really couldn't hide, he simply stopped hiding, held his head in his hands, and shouted, "Stop!"

Tang Xiaobao held the stick and didn't fall again, and said with a smile: "Why don't you run away?

Raising his head cautiously and glancing at the wooden stick in Tang Xiaobao's hand, Ouyang said aggrievedly: "Who are you? ”

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Tang Xiaobaole said: "Isn't this a good fight?"

"You put the stick away, we have three palms, as long as I lose, I will leave immediately, and I don't care about today's affairs anymore. Ouyang said wildly.

Tang Xiaobao pouted: "Can you manage it? Do you want to leave? How can it be so easy, but since you want to have a few palms with me, ok, I will satisfy you!"

After speaking, Tang Xiaobao jumped away and put the stick away, as if playing magic.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him like ghosts, knowing what they were thinking, Tang Xiaobao coughed, diverted everyone's attention, and beckoned to Ouyang wildly: "Come on, you come first!"