Reporter.

Media.

Armed Forces.

As well as, the audience who eats melons.

They were all staring intently, as if they were waiting to see how Chu Feng would alleviate this embarrassment.

The dignified organizers, if they really go down to deal with a player, they will definitely be poked in the backbone.

But if you don't go down, wouldn't you have acquiesced and accepted that 'gesture'?

How to solve it?

But no one saw it, not far away, a pair of red pupils, the black royal road long knife on his waist, had been slowly withdrawn.

The third in the world, ready to chop the dog's head at any time!

And further afield.

A cheongsam woman in red with her own charm and fragrance was born with her own charm, holding an umbrella and a pair of eyes, staring at the bald head in the field, and she was also angry.

Killer, poinsettia.

In order to avoid suspicion, she didn't even appear in the Truman team last night.

Naturally, he missed the opportunity to meet with the Emperor of Chu.

She doesn't care.

However......

For example, the son of the Jiang family, the son of the Kang family,

Whoever provokes her only idol, this poisonous flower with its own charm fragrance, the silver needle in his hand, will definitely kill him!

Same as both.

Daomen Zhang Tianshi, as well as Zhang Tianji and others, had a cold light in their eyes.

The disciple of the sword god, the sword maniac, in his hand, the double knife given by the emperor of Chu people, trembled faintly.

But they,

It's hard to shoot at the moment.

Otherwise, the Emperor of Chu would be gossiped.

And Lei Wen, a disciple of the Martial Arts Association who was in the center of the ring, didn't know that even if he didn't die now, he would definitely die after he died.

He also raised his right hand and raised one finger.

Chu Feng, Chu Feng, Lao Tzu's finger, how do you press it?

His smile didn't last even a minute.

Suddenly, a hand was quickly stretched out.

Grab his fingers and smack him hard!

Click!

"Lao Tzu said, it's not over yet!"

Lan Shan's drooping eyes stared at the bald head, and with all his life's strength, he twisted the bald fingers.

He gritted his teeth and shouted: "I didn't surrender, idol, I'm Lanshan, I didn't disgrace you!!"

Sons of the military department.

Which is bloodless?

You make an insulting gesture to my idol, and you are praised for being bloody??

Lao Tzu will let you see, what is bloody!

"Ah, you, how dare you ......"

Lei Wen covered his fingers and roared in pain.

Timely.

The referee turned his head and looked at the high platform.

Without waiting for Chu Feng to speak, Ning Zong suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "What Chu Feng said doesn't count, the game is not over, keep playing, come on." ”

Come on.

Keep playing.

Give Lao Tzu a hard beating.

Offstage, Lei Wen's eyes were also bloodshot: "You, it's over." ”

Lan Shan's body was crooked, in fact, he had exhausted the last trace of strength.

But he was still grinning, and when the blood spat out, he showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"I'm not a bad breed, sister, I'm too, I didn't disgrace you......"

The imperial capital of that year.

His teachings are vivid.

"Die!"

A fist, with the sound of air tearing, pointed straight at his face.

Jue –

Suddenly, a piano sound wafted from a distance.

There is a dragon chant in the sound of the piano.

Shocking.

And Lei Wen's fist, for a moment, seemed to hit the copper wall, and he couldn't get an inch.

Countless eyes instantly looked at the high platform.

On the steps, the white-clothed and white-haired young man stroked the golden guqin in front of him with one hand.

"Since Ning Wuzong, cheer for your own disciples......"

"That Chu, also play a song for his own robe!"

When speaking, pick the strings, pluck the strings, pull the strings,

The sound of the piano was heard from the inside out, spreading throughout the square!

Passionate and magnificent, like countless heroic spirits roaring, fighting against the water.

In the past, there were wealthy men, who were righteous and resolute, galloping around the world, only boasting about knives and guns.

At that time.

At the side table, sitting in the highest guest seat, Elder Xu and others, representing the Fuxi Immortal Gate, stood up from their seats with a sweep of the floor.

"This, this is ......"

"My Immortal Gate Guard Battle Song, "King Qin Breaks the Formation"!!"

This is, handed down from the Fuxi Immortal Gate, the battle song!

White hair in front of his eyes, fingertips flirtatious.

You don't see,

The erection of Confucianism raised the strong man to die, and Shenzhou boasted of benevolence and righteousness from then on.

Once the Central Plains was chaotic, the scholars ran to the cowardly people and wept!

Unconsciously, the audience's mood also seems to be ignited by the military soul in the song!

The most eye-catching thing is still off the field.

Lan Shan's teeth were oozing blood, and he looked at Gao Gao and smiled.

Suddenly, he stood up straight, and threw a punch, colliding with the thunder in front of him.

Take a step back at the same time.

Evenly divided!

Lei Wen was stunned.

The spectators in the stands were also stunned.

However, this is not enough, I saw that Lanshan did not stop at all, like a hungry wolf, and stepped forward again.

One punch, then another.

Was...... The more you fight, the more courageous you become.

Finally, under a mistake by Lei Wen, Lan Shan's fist fell on the opponent's head,

Immediately after that, it is a fist to the flesh.

"Convincing or not, I ask you, convincing or not?"

Blood splattered.

"Men don't tremble, there are songs to listen to,

Men never show mercy, kill their opponents, and laugh at each other!"

The music still reverberates.

For a long time.

The end of the song.

The thunder on the stage was like a dead dog.

"Haven't won yet?"

Lan Shan turned his head and stared at the referee with a pair of pupils, like a red-eyed soldier.

And the referee,

Only now did he react and hurriedly announced his identity.

After doing this, Lan Shan suddenly turned his head and looked at the high platform in the distance, his feet together.

The triumphant soldier looked at his own general.

"Lanshan, fortunately, I am not dishonored. ”

Crashed to the ground.

The scenes are as shocking as piano music.

The audience seat, the veteran Lian Cripple, at this moment, stands more straight than anyone else.

Looking at the high platform, the white-haired man.

Once upon a time, he scolded the instructor who went through the back door.

Even later, after knowing that he was an instructor, he was actually not very satisfied.

After all, it is really ridiculous to openly approve the general's suit and propose marriage in a hundred cars.

And now......

The veteran has tears in his eyes.

That tune.

The figure on the stage.

Touch the heart.

Lian is quite old, can he still eat?

"Former Southern Theater, Sixth Army, Lone Wolf Special Operations Team Detective, Lian Po.

May you be honored!

At that time.

General Ruochu has a war ......

Recall must be returned!

Behind the high platform, the beauty looked at the figure in front of her, and when she smiled, her eyes unconsciously showed pride.

This is her husband.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the gentleman is unparalleled in the world.

Which girl,

Don't you want your son to be the general who returned triumphantly from the battlefield?

The audience was silent.

I don't know who took the lead in slapping the face,

Then, the slapping went on and on.

That ancient song, as well as the general Shilan Mountain in the audience, are really shocking.

"Actually, if you think about it, the door will ...... Is it also a way out?" a young man, after a long time, said quietly.

Many people were also silent.

However.

On the high platform, there was a person with an extremely gloomy face.

Ning Da Wu Zong.

Who would have thought that such an embarrassing scene would be resolved by Chu Feng in this form?

And...... Just listening to a tune to make up for the gap in strength, it's too idealistic and magical!?

Distance.

Elder Xu watched coldly, like a frog at the bottom of a well.

"The Praetorian Guard Battle Song of the Fuxi Immortal Sect really has this effect. ”

But the size of the role also depends on the piano being played and the person who is playing.

And now......

The one who played was the one who played.

Playing ...... It's Zuqin.

I'm afraid this is the strongest battle song that can be heard in the history of Xianmen since the ancestor opened the mountain?

Thank you Yuan Qinghong for recommending votes, and thank you for yesterday's big few big, a few big votes enough, even if there are no votes in the follow-up, Qingzhu will try his best to add more...