Chapter Eighty-Three: Execution

There is no suspense about the outcome of this final battle, because as long as he has seen the duel between Lin Wuya and Xiao Wangzhi, he will naturally not be optimistic about Liu Xun, and Lin Wuya's person who is the king of Yan has almost been confirmed, and he is bound to win this one. Although Liu Xun's methods are also extraordinary, he has almost won several battles, and he has no outstanding points.

Therefore, there is a handicap to find out whether Liu Xun can survive for three minutes, but they don't know that the two who have nothing to do with each other have already secretly colluded to do everything. Qiao Yanran smiled slyly, and had already arranged for many people to disperse and secretly go to the Zhao family's gambling house to bet.

"You're too uncompetitive, everyone has opened a handicap for you to win one and lose fifty!"

Qiao Yanran glanced at Liu Xun, and Liu Xun smiled dumbly: "If you really want to do it with a knife and a gun, I really can't do it in three moves." ”

"Hey, look at the fact that others are one or two years older than you, why is this gap so big!" Qiao Yanran shook her head, as if she sighed Liu Xun's indisputable look, although Qiao Yanran was ridiculing, but this was so anxious that Ling'er hurriedly helped Liu Xun to defend herself, and Qiao Yanran was angry and knew that her elbow was turned out.

The three of them talked and laughed very easily, which made the hearts of those Gui Shao who wanted to watch a good show on the third floor sink, as if they felt that something unexpected was about to happen, Xiao Wangzhi had not woken up because of the forcible urging tricks to backfire.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the day when my Mu family chooses a son-in-law, no matter what the result is, Mu Hong will thank you on behalf of my Mu family. Mu Hong stood on top of the ring and saluted with fists in all directions, and everyone in the audience also competed to return the salute.

"Then we will invite Qin Lie and Lin Wuya to play!"

Mu Hong waved his hand, and the atmosphere in the audience rose instantly. Everyone on the third floor looked at the two teenagers in the ring, and a look of resentment flashed in Le She's eyes, he has now been completely abandoned by Guo Ming, and the source of all this is because of Liu Xun.

Qiao Yanran was so good that Ling'er held her chin in both hands, her big eyes flickering.

"They're not worried?"

Qin Kai's eyes flashed, and he seemed to have an answer in his heart, looking at Murong Qing, Murong Qing smiled and nodded, suddenly realized.

"They know!"

The wind is bleak, the clothes are fluttering, one gray and one white, the two figures are ready to wait, and the two spears reflect each other.

"Three, three, three!"

The shouts were endless, it could be seen how high Lin Wuya's reputation was, Liu Xun touched his nose in embarrassment and found that no one was optimistic about him, and shouted with a smile: "The rain throws gold chain mail!"

"Mossy lying green sinking spear!" Lin Wuya replied coldly.

"Ancient Iron Spear, Five Generations of Martyrs!"

"Today's iron gun, ten thousand masters!"

"You Long throws everything and breaks it!"

"The Nine Lonely Guns are in the country!"

The two sang and harmonized, like chanting poetry. The people who ate melons also calmed down, and they were a little puzzled about what they were doing, and even the Tianjiao on the third floor were stunned, wondering what these two people were doing.

"Piercing Qi Tian, it is intended to be the tip of the gun. ”

"The waves are entangled, and the guns are strong. Lin Wuya smiled slightly, and with a flick of his gun, Liu Xun's offensive collapsed.

"The gun fell for nine days, and I indulged in flying immortals. With a leap, Liu Xun crossed into the air, stabbed down with a shot, and turned into nine shadows.

"It's hard to sleep under the flowers, and the silver gun breaks through the sky. The wind blew the fairy robe, and Lin Wuya raised his gun to stab back, reaching the tip of Liu Xun's gun.

The two of them have words, and you have been fighting for more than a hundred rounds. Although the initial boring, but after a long time, many people have seen it thoroughly, although these two people use ordinary martial arts to move, without the slightest spiritual power, but their gorgeous degree is no less than the collision of spiritual power, especially those mantras are exquisite, so that everyone is willing to follow.

The two of them vomited faster and faster, and the guns in their hands became more and more urgent, and the weapons were handed over, like big beads and small beads falling on jade plates, and like surging rivers into the ocean.

"What the hell are they doing?"

This confrontation without spiritual power hit their hearts with every blow, beating with the sound of weapons handover, and there were even more ripples in their hearts, and there was an inexplicable sense of horror.

"Gun intent, these two people are comparing who has a higher comprehension of guns!"

Mu Hong is worthy of being battle-hardened, and he saw the form of the two of them clearly in an instant, looked at the two flying figures, and had a conclusion in his heart: "If these two people don't die young, they will be famous all over the world in the future." ”

Most monks believe that the deeper the spiritual power and the more advanced the exercises, the higher their achievements. This conclusion is right and wrong, there are tens of thousands of avenues in the world, only by realizing your own way can you reach the peak, and the road that others have walked can be suitable for you to walk, but that is not your road after all.

When you step on the top of the mountain, when you walk through the valley, you will find that the avenue is in the world, and you can only be born when you enter the world, that is the root.

In the ring, the two of them were like electricity, the rabbit was falling, the black and white guns were constantly colliding, and the sound of "sonorous" was like a copper chime around the beam.

Just when everyone was intoxicated, the sound of the handover of weapons stopped abruptly, everyone was shocked, wiped their eyes, but saw that the two did not stop, still fighting fiercely, but except for the breeze occasionally rolling up fallen leaves, sand and gravel circling, there was no other sound.

"What's going on, why isn't there any sound of blades?"

Some people were puzzled, Mu Qing's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "Good boy!" Of course, those who have advanced cultivation have already seen the clues, and the two of them have touched each other but left a small margin, which not only shows that the two of them have an extraordinary perception of guns, but also are very familiar with each other's paths.

So far, the truth has been revealed, these two definitely know each other!

The sound of silence lasted for half a cup of tea, and with a whistling sound, the sound of the two men's blades handing over began again, like an ensemble of piano and flute, and like a drum and drum in unison, like a song of heaven, with ups and downs.

The first time I heard the middle of the song, it was like mountains and flowing water, and then I listened to the song again, but it was like an ambush on all sides. When it reached the climax, a yellow plum "babbling hey" suddenly stopped.

Everyone suddenly stirred up, and then looked at the ring, the two had already separated, and they didn't know what they meant.

"Big brother!" Liu Xun hugged his fists and bowed.

"Third brother!" Lin Wuya laughed heartily, and slapped his broad palm on Liu Xun's shoulder.

Liu Xun squeezed his eyes painfully and said, "Big brother, you lighten it, it hurts!"

"Haha!"

The two hugged each other and walked off the ring hand in hand, ignoring the dull gaze of the audience.

"What is this?" Shocked, appalled, confused, excited, crazy... There were all kinds of expressions, Mu Hong looked at them in astonishment, and then looked at the fourth floor, really didn't know how to end.

"Who won this, what is this grandma playing?"

Mu Qing smiled at the corner of his mouth, but the powers on the fourth floor were no longer calm, of course they didn't care about who won or lost these two, but focused on the consequences after this storm.

Lin Wuya is obviously from the Yan King faction, and this kid named Qin Lie is obviously a member of the Mu family, now that these two are working together, does it mean that the Mu family and the imperial court have released their suspicions, or does Lin Wuya of Tianji Pavilion choose to stand on the side of the Mu family?

But no matter what the outcome is, everyone knows that the sky is about to change, the storm has been stirred, and what kind of storm will follow.