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The same right leg swept across, and the furious force pierced the air and kicked it up in the wind. The calves of the two met in the air, and there was a muffled sound, and time seemed to stand still.

"Boom~"

This crisp sound came out suddenly, catching everyone sitting under the ring off guard.

Immediately afterwards, the flying dog roared like a heartbreak, and the bodies of the two lost their strength in the air and fell straight down, and at the same time fell heavily to the ground.

The difference is that Li Xiaomeng can barely stand up after falling. And no matter how much the flying dog struggled after falling to the ground, his right leg was broken down at the knee, and Bai Sensen's bones pierced the flesh and came out, and this leg could only be connected by a little flesh and skin, and the picture was quite tragic and terrifying.

Li Xiaomeng stood up tremblingly, his leg method was the skill he was most proud of, and it was also the key to his victory at this moment. Back then, in the underground black boxing world in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, because he was worried that his legs were too heavy and easy to kill, he tied an iron plate and pretended to be lame to fight. At a critical moment today, he struck with all his strength and kicked off the leg of the Hell Demon King Flying Dog.

The flying dog roared loudly at first, but soon there was no sound, his breathing became very chaotic, he took a sharp breath, his body shook violently, and he only had the breath out but not the incoming air, and died in the ring.

After a game, the flying dog's body has been destroyed to an unimaginable extent, and finally, he has broken his leg and goes to see Hades.

Li Xiaomeng's eyes were blood-red, looking at the dead flying dog, his body had been twisted and stood in the ring trembling vigorously, he tried very hard to control it, but his body at the moment seemed to be no longer his. With a lot of broken ribs, he couldn't help but hold his chest with his hands, and moved a step with great difficulty.

"Poof~"

With a mouthful of blood, Li Xiaomeng fell to the ground and passed out.

"Brother Xiaomeng!"

"Little Fierce"

"Little Fierce"

The people below couldn't sit still, the head of the dark night Long Banshan, the head of the boxing sect, Li Huatian, all shouted, Huang Qikun hurriedly rushed to the ring, and the gauze on the head of the boxing sect had just been untied The blue wolf couldn't care about the difference between the doors and ran into the ring.

Li Xiaomeng's eyelids drooped, and his mind became very blurred. The world in front of me was spinning rapidly, and the blood at the corners of his mouth was still gushing out.

It's so warm!

An unprecedented sensation crept into every cell of the body, and an indescribable comfort was felt inside the body after losing most of the senses, and every corner of the body was warmed by something, which made people feel happy and excited.

Zhang Qingshan, who was in the popular ranks, stroked his strong beard, glanced at the ring, and nodded lightly: Reborn from the fire, life and death can be reversed, and then you can have an epiphany! Xiao Meng, after you recover from your injury, you will find that you have reached a completely different realm, which is a bottleneck that many kung fu people cannot break through in their lifetime!

.......

Li Xiaomeng and the Hell Demon King of Thailand's black boxing world are epic, and the life-and-death duel between the two top fighters of the younger generation has left an indelible impression on everyone present.

It was one of the best fights in the series, but there was one person who didn't show it live.

He is the son of the head of the dark night, Long Zihao!

At the beginning of the competition, Long Zihao left the fighting resort alone, drove a fully fueled Jeep Wrangler out of the small valley, and galloped hundreds of miles all the way to Yinchuan City. Stopped at the door of a handicraft store in Yinchuan City, and after driving for a long time without eating or drinking for so long, Long Zihao was still in good spirits, closed the car door and went straight to the handicrafts.

"Welcome, sir, is there anything I can do for you?" asked a very young waiter politely.

Long Zihao glanced at the handicraft shop, the beautifully made sword, the bronze statue of Guan Gong glowing with cold light, and the lifelike Maitreya Buddha sculptures were lined up one by one, and after looking around, he made sure that he was not wrong, and then he said: "I'm looking for the silver fox!"

The expression of the young waiter, who was still ruthless and dedicated at first, suddenly changed, and he carefully looked at this short, concise man with eyes like torches; "Who are you looking for?"

"Don't go around in circles, I know this is the liaison store of the South China Sea Poison Sect in Yinchuan. The red fox is inside, you go in and tell her, I am Long Zihao, she will naturally let me go to see her!"

Seeing Long Zihao's attitude, the young waiter thought for a while and said, "Please wait outside for a while, I'll come when I go!"

After saying that, the waiter opened a door behind the counter and went in, Long Zihao walked around the handicraft shop alone for a long time, a little impatient, and after a while, the waiter finally came out.

"Mr. Long, our Miss Red Fox invites you in!"

Long Zihao did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately followed the waiter into the room behind the crafts.

This handicraft shop is very large enough to have more than 300 square meters, but the space behind is more amazing, at first the waiter took Long Zihao straight for more than ten meters, and then stopped in front of an ink painting, holding a vase next to him with both hands, and twisted slightly, the ink painting turned around in an instant, and a secret door was exposed.

"Down there!"

Long Zihao nodded, he hadn't been to this place, but he had seen a lot of things like the basement in the dark grid, and the artist was bold, and he went to the basement with this waiter, who was ostensibly a handicraft clerk but was actually a little disciple of the South China Sea Poison Sect.

After going down more than 20 meters to the end, this underground world is built very grand, the decorations inside are magnificent, all kinds of exquisite sculptures, murals, and antique characteristic furniture are very dazzling under the illumination of crystal lamps.

"Miss Red Fox, Mr. Long has arrived!" said the waiter to a woman sitting in the middle of a very long table in the middle of the basement.

The woman turned her head and looked, "Okay, you go out!"

The woman's appearance was almost perfect, and her body was extremely plump, but her voice was extremely old, like the voice of an old lady in her seventies and eighties.

There were no less than ten people sitting in this basement, and the people at a long conference table all turned around and looked at Long Zihao with complicated eyes. Most of the people here are women, all of them are very enchanting and charming, and the dress is even more breathtaking, if not here, but in a bar or nightclub, any of them can be proud of the crowd, overshadowing the most popular courtesan in Yinchuan, under the gaze of these strange women, Long Zihao held his head high, and walked forward without fear.

"Red Fox, you said that you would go to the valley to help me do things three days ago, why haven't you moved yet?" Long Zihao stared at the silver fox with a little reproach, pressed his hands on the conference table and asked loudly.

The red fox's bewitching eyes looked at Long Zihao's hands and smiled: "Young Master Long, you were so careless, you were poisoned!"

Long Zihao looked down, his face was blue, his hands instantly turned black, and a black gas was still climbing up his arms.

"Hahaha......" A group of bewitching and beautiful people present let out a burst of silver bell-like laughter.

This book was first published.

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