Sioux City, martial arts venue.

The name seemed to be thundering, and for a while, it made Ye Xiaogu at a loss.

And just when Ye Xiaogu was at a loss, under the light, a man walked up slowly.

Wearing a simple red hooded sweatshirt, he couldn't see his face clearly when he lowered his head, I wonder if the clothes were too wide, and he seemed a little thin.

Ye Xiaogu lay on the ground in a daze, looking at Nan Bozhao who was coming slowly, and forgot to get up for a while.

"Dragon Gate Martial Arts, Start !!"

In the middle of the field, Uncle Duck shouted, flapped his wings, and ran to the corner of the ring.

This year's Longmen martial arts fight is really a little bit worse, not to mention the huge disparity between the high and the low, even a few people who abide by the rules are difficult to find, and Uncle Duck also ran away again and again, for fear that he would be punched a few times in the end.

Unexpectedly, compared to the fierce confrontation in front, between the shouts of this group of people at the moment, the two people on the stage did not seem to have the intention of making a move immediately.

Nan Bozhao slowly stood still, just standing a hundred steps away and looking at Ye Xiaogu, Ye Xiaogu hesitated for a while, and slowly got up for a while.

Ye Xiaogu didn't expect to see Nanbo Zhao outside of Nanshi.

What happened in Nanshi was cumbersome several times, and Ye Xiaogu also came and went, and he also forgot about Nanbo for a while, intentionally or unintentionally.

However, some things are like the wind blowing through the hills, seemingly without a trace, but always carrying away a little dust.

There is no way to wash away the things that have been done and the blood that has been stained......

Ye Xiaogu trembled slightly, looking at Nanbo in the distance, and was a little inexplicably afraid for a while.

What Ye Xiaogu was afraid of was not Nan Bo's recruitment, but the responsibility for killing Nan Yuan by mistake. Ye Xiaogu knew that he could only return blood for blood and pay for his life, but Ye Xiaogu was inexplicably afraid in his heart, afraid of death, afraid of this belated punishment.

“…………”

Nan Bozhao stood a hundred steps away and was silent, just looking at Ye Xiaogu, his gaze under the hood was firm and full of murderous intent.

The audience shouted separately, and compared to this silence that didn't say anything about the scene, they couldn't even see the martial arts fight with their fists, which was really boring.

"him!!!"

"Rush up!!"

..............

With the shouting of the onlookers, in the private rooms in the surrounding pavilions, some people gradually began to pay attention to this long-unstarted martial arts fight.

"Is it the Wind and Rain of the Eight Directions? This is really a rare power in the Eight Sect Inheritances......

The people in the box more or less also felt the momentum of Nanbo Zhao.

Although Nan Bozhao was standing like this, around the ring, unconsciously, a gust of wind gradually condensed, and as this strong wind appeared, the people who shouted in the audience gradually stopped shouting.

This ring is not small, the length and width are more than 100, and there is the formation of the dragon gate marking, although the momentum inside cannot be transmitted outside the field. But seeing the strong wind that gradually solidified, the onlookers in the audience faintly felt a little afraid.

It may not be difficult to deduce the fire by condensing the wind, but the strength required to draw out the strong wind that blocks the 100-meter ring may not be underestimated.

The really interesting martial arts fight seems to be about to begin.

In the box in the center of the fourth floor, Bao'er gently shook a small palace fan in her hand, fanning the big and small Shuang'er in her arms with a little cool breeze. Outside of this casualness, it doesn't seem to care too much.

It's just that in the midst of this casualness, Yang Long walked in quickly with a smile on his face, and said as he walked.

"Bao'er, there is a good show to watch, but I didn't expect that at the beginning of this martial arts, there would be eight inheritance disciples on stage. ”

Bao'er didn't make a sound, and the small palace fan in her hand shook and shook, and she didn't see a moment of relaxation.

Yang Long saw Bao'er's movements, the smile on his face was endless, and he continued to pretend to say casually.

"I heard that these two people are young talents from Nanshi, one is called Nan Bozhao, and the other is surnamed Ye, what is the name......"

Yang Long's words were not finished, and the small palace fan in Bao'er's hand slowed down, but he raised his head and glanced at Yang Long.

The smile on Yang Long's face froze, and halfway through the words in his mouth, the second half of the sentence was choked in his mouth.

"Come, baby~ get up and go see Daddy. ”

Bao'er glanced at Yang Long briefly, but she didn't look at it much, and she didn't say anything. just patted the big and small pairs in his arms casually, called a few times, and walked out of the box slowly with the two children.

Yang Long kept looking at Bao'er with a smile on his face, and it wasn't until after Bao'er left that the smile on his face suddenly cooled, and even a trace of coldness suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"呲~"

Bao'er walked out of the box with the big and small shuang'er, stood by the railing, and at a glance, she didn't see Ye Xiaogu's smiling face, but saw the blood all over the room.

Ye Xiaogu was half-kneeling on the ground, and the black shirt he had just bought on his body had all been cut by the strong wind drawn by Nanbo, but for a while, only a strip of rags remained.

Under these strips of rags, Ye Xiaogu was covered in blood, as if bathed in blood, and there was not an inch of complete flesh and skin.

"Humph!!"

Even so, Nanbo recruited no happiness.

Although Ye Xiaogu looked miserable at the moment, what Nan Bozhao was looking forward to was a grand showdown, and then killed Ye Xiaogu in a dignified manner.

Instead of such casual abuse.

Ye Xiaogu didn't seem to have any intention of making a move from the beginning, Nanbo quietly attracted the strong wind and sealed the eight directions, and Ye Xiaogu didn't seem to be aware of it at all.

When it came time for Nanbo to make a move, Ye Xiaogu was just suffering.

Palm-sized invisible wind blades kept pouring out of the strong wind, and in an instant, Ye Xiaogu's upper body was cut into flesh and skin, not human-looking.

However, Ye Xiaogu really didn't seem to have the slightest intention of fighting back.

The wind was blowing, and the blood was full of eyes.

Nan Bozhao slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of determination, and in his hand, several wind blades flew out.

"呲~"

Ye Xiaogu had a few more bloodlines on his body, and for a while, it was a little difficult to even kneel.

Nan Bozhao looked at Ye Xiaogu and still didn't fight back, snorted, and walked towards Ye Xiaogu.

This is deserved...... This is atonement......

The death of the old man of the Nan family and the death of Nan Liang are all the fault of my Ye Xiaolone, I deserve to die, and I have no complaints.

Ye Xiaogu half-knelt on the ground, the blood in his chest rose and fell, and the blood in his mouth couldn't stop.

Ye Xiaogu's eyes were blurred, and even his head was a little drowsy.

"Bang !!"

When Ye Xiaogu's body leaned forward slightly, Nan Bozhao kicked Ye Xiaogu's head.

This kick was so powerful that it directly kicked Ye Xiaogu out of the air.

If the strength of this kick is fully implemented, I am afraid that Ye Xiaogu's head will also bloom. It's just that Nan Bozhao deliberately kept his hand, and Ye Xiaogu just flew out upside down, but he was still panting.

Between breaths, Ye Xiaogu's eyes looked at the light that came from nowhere, and vaguely seemed to see the stars flickering, which was extremely dazzling.

Between thoughts, Ye Xiaogu also subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a slightly relieved smile.

Perhaps, from the moment he left Bao'er, Ye Xiaogu had vaguely thought about this result in his heart.

It is not impossible to accept this guilt calmly and welcome death.

Ye Xiaogu only had a little regret in his heart, he couldn't lead out the Heavenly Master inheritance for Wang Pei, and he couldn't heal her injuries. Perhaps, there is also Ren Hanxiang's matter, and perhaps, there is also the kindness of Lao Wang.

Between his thoughts, Ye Xiaogu was more or less reluctant, but all this seemed to be meaningless.

Nan Bozhao kicked Ye Xiaogu away, walked forward quickly, and between his eyes, he didn't see regret and repentance, but a relieved smile.

"Ah!!!h

With an amazing shout, the red hooded sweatshirt on Nan Bozhao's body suddenly shattered, revealing Nan Bozhao's sturdy upper body. A little bit of energy coiled between them, and the rags also rose.

"Why are you smiling!!"

Between the strong winds, the energy around Nanbo Zhao rose, and for a while, Nanbo Zhao was angry and rushed to the crown, as if the gods had descended to earth!

Nan Bozhao has thought of many situations where he finally killed Ye Xiaogu, but without exception, Ye Xiaogu should be sobbing, full of guilt, and even uneasy, and sincerely bowed down.

It shouldn't be like today, with a relieved face, as if you have finally been greatly relieved!

Nan Bozhao can't bear such revenge, and he can't accept such a result.

Between the thoughts, the corners of Nan Bozhao's mouth couldn't help but tremble, and he slowly raised his right hand, and in an instant, the strong wind around the ring slowly gathered, and countless wind blades condensed into a huge wheal of three feet in size.

And Ye Xiaogu still didn't hear it, ignoring the huge wheal that might kill him to slag, and still looked at the lights in the distance with his eyes blurred.

The crowd in the audience was holding their breath, although the duel could be said to be one-sided. However, it is enough to see that this legendary "Eight Directions Wind and Rain", one of the eight inheritances, is enough.

Even if it is Nanbozhao, it is a little difficult to condense this huge wheal of three feet.

It's just that relatively speaking, using his biggest killing move to kill Ye Xiaogu to the scum may barely be regarded as a relief.

And just when everyone was waiting with peace of mind, when this final moment came, Wang Pei in the audience also changed his face more or less.

Wang Pei didn't know why Ye Xiaogu didn't fight back, maybe he was cowardly as always, but Ye Xiaogu didn't beg for mercy either.

The strong wind secretly induced by Nan Bo's opening blocked the ring, and the shots were very decisive, but in less than a minute, Ye Xiaogu's body was cut into a blur.

Even Wang Pei, who was on the field, didn't react for a while.

It's just that when Nan Bozhao kicked Ye Xiaogu away and raised his hand to gather energy, Wang Pei was more or less panicked.

"Save him!!"

Wang Pei was stunned for a moment, seeing that Ye Xiaogu was about to die, but he shouted at Bao'er in the box on the fourth floor.

Everyone in the audience was already holding their breath, and Wang Pei's shouting really made people stunned for a while.

It's just that it doesn't matter how everyone reacts, Bao'er in the box on the fourth floor is still silent.

When Bao'er came out with the big and small Shuang'er, she had already seen Ye Xiaogu half-kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.

The big and small shuang'er lay on the side of the red lacquer railing, and they were slightly stunned for a while.

It's just that I don't know if Bao'er's tutor is too good, seeing Ye Xiaogu being beaten like this, the big and small Shuang'er don't cry.

Even Bao'er just looked at Ye Xiaogu condescendingly with an indifferent face, like a queen who had been in a high position for a long time, not the tender and sweet little woman.

Just like the interception of the Nanshi Railway Station that day, Ye Xiaogu cried and shouted that day, and finally begged Bao'er to let Xu Xiaoman, a little Taoist girl, live.

However, there are three things, and there are only one or two in Bao'er's heart.

In this world, there is a blood-colored and high-ranking person, who kills and kills for no reason, and kills excessively, but he also enjoys supreme glory.

Those who live below it are the life of ants, looking up to people's snorts, watching people's faces, trembling, only making promises, and living on their own.

Nanyuan's death, whether it was an accident or not, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that Ye Xiaogu's hands will be stained with blood after all, it's just a matter of time or time.

When they met at the Nanshi Railway Station, Ye Xiaogu tried his best to escape, but Bao'er let him go.

But today, Bao'er will not go around Ye Xiaogu a second time.

Die with your head held high, and die with your head bowed.

Thou hast held authority and came with the glory of thousands of kings, and thou shalt have been kings, but thou hast been ashamed to be a slave.

It's not your life, and it shouldn't be your life.

Bao'er's face was as indifferent as before, and Wang Pei also tried his best to rush into the ring with a shout.

It's just that at this moment, a trace of fierceness flashed on Nan Bozhao's face, and the condensed wind blade in his hand suddenly led towards Ye Xiaogu!

Life and death are in danger, humanity is righteous, princely and bloodthirsty, Ye Xiaogu, how to choose?

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

The moment the wind blade attracted by Nanbo suddenly triggered, in an instant, countless wind blades stirred!

"Ding, ding!!ding!!"

Although the entire ring had already been laid out by the Dragon Gate, at this moment, countless wind blades swept in, like a raging storm, making a loud noise, hitting the entire formation.

Even the formation of this dragon gate seems to be precarious. The onlookers in the audience also involuntarily retreated a little.

Only in the corner of the field, a half-human-tall white duck stood in front of Wang Pei.

Although, when this half-human-tall big white duck looked at Wang Pei, it was a little funny. But to be able to become a referee in such a chaotic Dragon Gate martial arts, how can there be no pennies.

"Ding!! Bite!! Ding!!"

The wind blade above the ring was especially unfinished, and for a while, the entire edge of the ring was stirred up from time to time with light blue ripples visible to the naked eye, and the entire ring seemed to be shrouded in a light blue light curtain.

"The rules of Longmen martial arts, when you get into the ring, it's just a matter of two people. If he doesn't want to fight, he can beg for mercy, and others can't interfere. ”

Uncle Ya looked at Wang Pei and said lightly. Between the words, such a white duck stared at Wang Pei with black eyes, and it seemed to be a little less deterrent.

Wang Pei's face was so gloomy that he was about to pinch out of the water, but whether it was blocked by Uncle Duck or Bao'er who was silent in the box.

It seems that they all acquiesce in the current crisis, and there is only room for Ye Xiaogu to solve it.

Wang Pei frowned slightly, but he didn't really make a move.

In the distance, the light blue light curtain was removed from the ring, and there were countless wind blades swept inside, so it was impossible to see people or objects clearly.

Wang Pei hesitated, let out a sigh, and glanced up at the box on the fourth floor.

Bao'er also seemed to look at Wang Pei casually, and between the four eyes, Bao'er's indifference and Wang Pei's resentment also seemed a little complicated.

The wind blade in the ring didn't hit the light blue light curtain, making a burst.

It's just that most of the people are also people who have seen some of the world, and they were a little frightened at first, but after a while, they all came to their senses, and gradually came up again.

The wind blades on the ring were dense, and from time to time they flew sideways to the light blue light curtain, causing ripples so that everyone couldn't see clearly for a while.

Originally, this formation was only to separate the ring to prevent accidental injury, and this light curtain would only be revealed when attacked.

It's just that maybe even when Longmen laid out this formation, he didn't expect that there would be such a number one person as Nanbo Zhao, which actually attracted countless wind blades, and for a while, the onlookers could only look at this light blue light curtain in a daze.

As soon as the battle started, it was suppressed by this light blue light curtain, and for a while, everyone began to be restless, choking the dragon gate.

Although Longmen was originally a loose organization, although it was rumored that there were forces of major families, what they have done over the years really does not mean anything about rules and regulations.

It's not so much a large organization as it is a business alliance that exchanges gossip and buys and sells black goods.

However, the people under the ring didn't speak to a degree, and for a while, even the duck uncle who stopped Wang Pei couldn't listen to it anymore, and even rushed into the crowd with a jump, and it was another kick and bite.

For a moment, it seemed extremely funny.

While everyone was laughing and watching, only Wang Pei and Bao'er didn't seem to be affected at all, still looking at each other from a distance, and they didn't know what they were doing.

"Boom !!"

Outside of the words, this farce was only less than a minute, and a loud bang suddenly came from the ring, and even the ground trembled a few times.

"Dead?"

"Alive?"

"Don't step on my pants !!"

Hearing this movement, everyone in the audience shouted and surrounded them again.

Wang Pei and Bao'er, who were still looking at each other, also seemed to stagger their eyes and looked at the ring in the distance.

"Hmph~"

Although he glanced at it briefly, Wang Pei was still not very convinced, and he snorted lightly.

In the box on the fourth floor, Bao'er tilted her head and looked at the undulating smoke and dust on the ring with an indifferent face, and there was no joy or sorrow between her eyebrows.

Unexpected, yet reasonable.

After the smoke and dust cleared, there were still two figures in the ring, one half kneeling on the ground, and the other standing proudly.

It's just that the roles are reversed.

The arc of his chest rose and fell slightly, the corners of Nan Bozhao's mouth trembled slightly, his face sank like water, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

I wanted to get up straight, but after a little effort, the blood in my chest moved, but I couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

And in front of Nan Bozhao, more than ten steps away, the man stood proudly.

It's Ye Xiaogu.