Rumble!

Lin Sicong turned into an afterimage and punched angrily!

At the beginning, Lin Sicong looked down on Deng Jiuling very much, thinking that although Deng Jiuling was very talented, his martial arts cultivation was very average.

But Deng Jiuling's five-cent coin turned into an afterimage, slapped Lin Sicong's face like a slap, and also crushed all Lin Sicong's pride.

In this battle, Lin Sicong will not keep his hands, but go all out!

War!

Bang!

In the void, suddenly dark clouds covered it, and lightning flashed and thundered.

A rainstorm has finally arrived!

Rushing!

The sudden torrential rain caused everyone to panic and hide in the viewing pavilion to avoid the rain.

Some celebrities were more prepared, and their bodyguards instantly opened their umbrellas and carefully guarded their employers.

But those strong people with profound martial arts don't need umbrellas.

For example, the Sword King King **, his true qi is agitated. The true qi around the body boils, and the rain that falls on the body evaporates.

Among these martial artists, the most powerful is Jiang Taiyi, who has great secret strength.

saw Jiang Taiyi draw his sword, and a long sword flew all over the sky, blocking all the rain.

But no matter how powerful these warriors were, they were more or less bothered by the rain.

High on the top of the East China Sea. The rain was ticking and constantly falling from the corners of the Bagua Pavilion.

But the two powerhouses who confronted each other on the top of the mountain did not have any rain on their bodies.

Lin Sicong's true qi is majestic, he only needs to slightly urge his true qi to condense into a white mist all over his body.

Those rapidly falling raindrops, when they were still half a meter away from Lin Sicong, would be scorched by this scorching white mist and turned into mist.

Strong!

It's too strong!

Lin Sicong's hand instantly formed a strong contrast with the martial artists under the mountain.

It's too strong!

Everyone stood with bated breath and looked at the top of the mountain with a burning face, afraid of missing this once-in-a-century battle.

"Brother Jiu. It's so strong. Zhang Ya looked up, seeing the rainstorm, she didn't wet Deng Jiuling's clothes at all, and her beautiful eyes were full of admiration.

"Cut, even if this kid has two hits, he may not be General Lin's opponent. Song Meimei's eyes were gloomy, her pink fists were clenched, and she said hatefully.

"That's it, General Lin has been famous for many years, and his true qi is as thick as the sea, what is this kid?"

"Just now, it was just General Lin underestimating the enemy, and General Lin will definitely not make the same mistake again. ”

This group of fashionable and open beauties are chattering and looking unhappy.

The stronger Deng Jiuling is, the more visionary and snobbish she is, which naturally embarrasses all the beauties.

Only when Deng Jiuling falls from the altar can he show the vision of all beauties!

However, Zhang Ya shook her head and said firmly: "Brother Jiu will definitely win, I believe in him." ”

On the other side, Chen Xiao's fists were clenched, and the tiger's eyes were full of madness.

"Boss, it's so strong!" Chen Xiao was a little broken.

As the descendant of Chen's Tai Chi and the temporary chief instructor of Hell Fire, Chen Xiao has always thought that he is very good.

But compared with Deng Jiuling, this is ......!

Grass!

Chen Guanxi hid under the big rock, his face full of bewilderment.

This Nima ...... It's too strong, right?

If he had known that this was the result, he would have killed Chen Guanxi, and he would not have dared to go against Deng Jiuling.

The two people on the top of the mountain didn't pay attention to the people watching the battle at the bottom of the mountain.

their energy. All focused on the battle.

Lin Sicong was born as a horse thief and later joined the army, but every punch and move he made contained the domineering and ruthlessness of a horse thief, and he often killed people.

And Deng Jiuling's boxing method is extremely simple. There are no routines to speak of.

But every punch of Deng Jiuling was like a stroke of genius, easily sealing Lin Sicong's fist.

At the beginning, although the speed of the two was fast, everyone could still see it clearly.

But as time passed, the speed of the two was like a wind. The faster and faster the fight, the people who watched were dazzled.

In the end, the two of them had turned into two humanoid tornadoes, on the top of the East China Sea, like tornadoes, and fierce horses galloping.

Even Qiu Shenji, Wang **, Shangguan Lingyun and Tang Sanye could only vaguely see that in those two tornadoes, there seemed to be someone fighting each other.

It's too strong!

is the strongest Jiang Taiyi, the speed of his eyes can't keep up with the speed of tornadoes.

Boom! Boom!

Thunder fell from the sky, like a spider's web, dense in the sky, the sky and the earth were gloomy and terrifying.

At the top of the mountain, two tornadoes collided with each other, bursting out with a loud sound like a bomb explosion.

Bang!

The gossip pavilion on the top of the mountain was blown by the wind, and it cracked open in an instant, shattered, and finally collapsed to the ground.

Thundered!

The buildings on the top of the mountain, in this strong wind, collapsed one after another.

It's a miracle!

At this scene, the celebrities at the foot of the mountain were all dumbfounded. Gasp.

"How can mortal martial arts reach such a level?" Old King Ge was stunned and looked shocked.

Those bosses all widened their eyes and had a sense of déjà vu watching Hollywood sci-fi blockbusters.

Terrifying!

In the second crowd, there were no longer two people fighting on the top of the mountain, but two bulldozers, which swept through with a bang, mercilessly crushing and collapsing all the buildings.

Even those martial artists with strong martial arts, they could faintly see through the dense rainstorm gaps, and countless cracks had appeared on the bronze platform on the top of the mountain.

No, it's not a crack!

This is...... Footprints!

That's right, footprints!

The bronze observation deck at the top of the East China Sea is a high-tech process of multi-layer steel bars and mixed forging, which can bear 10 tons of weight at the same time.

But in the battle between Lin Sicong and Deng Jiuling, this bronze viewing platform, which has not been broken for more than ten years, has countless footprints and grooves.

Even some of the deepest footprints are directly embedded in the bronze cement floor for half a meter, like a meteor falling to the earth, which is simply terrifying!

It's too strong!

It's so strong!

In the end, it was Jiang Taiyi, the Tibetan Sword Gong, who only saw two tornadoes more than ten meters long. Collide fiercely on the top of the mountain, and there is a monstrous sound.

Bang!

Finally!

I don't know how long it took, but these two winds finally gradually weakened.

The winner is about to be decided!

It is also strange to say that the originally black and oppressive sky actually cleared up in an instant.

The wind stops, the rain disperses!

A touch of sunlight breaks through the layers like clouds, pouring down like golden rays, and directly envelops the top of the mountain.

Under this sunshine, a young man is standing with his hands in his hands, quietly looking into the distance.

The sun sets. The figure of the teenager is elongated, as majestic and majestic as a mountain!

"Yes—that kid, oh my God!" Song Meili couldn't help but exclaim with her mouth wide open.

"Brother Jiu...... Won?" Zhang Yayu covered her cherry mouth with her hand, her beautiful eyes full of incredulity.

"Long Aotian, did you win?" Chen Guanxi's eyes widened, a little unacceptable.

"Can the boss defeat Lin Sicong?" Chen Xiao was a little broken.

All the celebrities, dead and silent.

That round of rain just now. Even if there is an umbrella to cover it, it still gets a lot of people wet.

But compared to the coldness in the heart, what is the rain on the body?

"Our Tiannan City, finally a real dragon has emerged. Caressing his white beard, Shangguan Lingyun's heart trembled.

"How can the golden scales be a thing in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds!" he glanced up at the wind and clouds in the void. Tang Sanye's heart was shocked.

"People can't look good, the sea can't fight, the ancients don't deceive me!" Qiu Shenji exclaimed.

"Mr. Nine has overwhelmed the three cities, and now he has defeated Lin Sicong, isn't he the first person under Xu Canghai?" said Wang ** in a trembling voice.

Hiss!

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience shook.

Lin Sicong is the little god of war in the East China Sea. Now that he has been defeated, this "Little God of War" is a title, and he naturally does not deserve to continue to have it.

The curtain of the old generation of little gods of war has come to an end, and a new generation of little gods of war has risen into the sky.

It's like the sun!

He stood on the top of the mountain, stepping on the sky, like a god standing with his hands in his hands, and was coldly looking down on the audience.

It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance!

Deng Jiuling's eyes were scorching, and everywhere his eyes went, everyone bowed their heads one after another, all of them surrendered.

At this moment, although the world is big, I, Deng Jiuling, am the king!

Uncrowned King!

Xu Canghai is not out, who will compete!

In the scenic area, all the soldiers who were on duty were in tears and shed sad tears.

A generation of heroes Lin Sicong. But Deng Jiuling, an eighteen-year-old boy, was directly crushed into scum in front of countless celebrities in the province!

Heart congestion!

Sorrowful!

The hero is lonely, and the sword is dusty!

The result of this battle exceeded everyone's expectations and made the hearts of countless strong people tremble.

Among them. and Jiang Taiyi's mood is the most complicated.

At this moment, Jiang Taiyi is holding a challenge letter in his hand.

"The old man wanted to challenge Mr. Nine and step on him to become famous, but unexpectedly, he ......" Jiang Taiyi laughed miserably. The old man's eyes were full of sad tears.

At this moment, Jiang Taiyi finally understood why Deng Jiuling did not accept his challenge from the beginning.

Even Lin Sicong lost, what is Jiang Taiyi?

"I knew that Mr. Nine was so powerful, the old man should never challenge him!" Jiang Taiyi thought sadly.

Du Rulong and Haitao are the two masters and apprentices. also looked at each other, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Teacher, what about Lin Sicong and the others?" Haitao suddenly thought of a very critical question.

Yes, what about Lin Sicong and others?

It was clearly a decisive battle between Lin Sicong and Deng Jiuling just now, why could Deng Jiuling only be seen alone after the wind disappeared?

"There!" exclaimed.

Following the prestige, everyone's eyes converged on the top of the mountain.

On the ground at Deng Jiuling's feet, a crack was vividly visible.

Lin Sicong's body has been embedded in cracks, and only one head is left on the ground.

And Deng Jiuling's right foot was stepping on Lin Sicong's head.

Quiet!

The audience was as quiet as death!

No one thought of it. In the end, this is the result.

Lin Sicong created his own "General Fist", majestic, 20 years of vertical and horizontal, never defeated.

Lin Sicong is so heroic, in front of the celebrities in the province, he and Deng Jiuling fought at the top of the East China Sea.

Lin Sicong was finally killed by Deng Jiuling, an eighteen-year-old freshman, who stepped on the dirt and lost all his dignity and pride.

Mouth!

It's too strong!

At this moment, those who had looked down on Deng Jiuling were all sweating on their foreheads and looking frightened.

Even Lin Sicong, the second person in the East China Sea, was trampled on the head by Deng Jiuling, what are the others?

In front of everyone's eyes, Deng Jiuling lit a cigarette and looked down on Lin Sicong like a god.

A majestic and eye-catching voice filled the entire void from Deng Jiuling's mouth in an instant: "Lin Sicong, do you accept it or not?"

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