"A few years ago, the poor monk came to the Central Plains from the Western Regions, was surrounded and suppressed by the heroes, and fled in embarrassment, which is this Tiannan!"

Holding a Zen staff in his hand, Master Jin said in a cold voice: "After many years, the poor monk has achieved great martial arts and went south to the Central Plains again. ”

"Pan Dongliu is that bastard, the poor monk will naturally go to him for trouble. ”

"However, the poor monk heard that you Tiannan is holding a martial arts conference, and the heroes of the Quartet are gathering. ”

"The poor monk is not talented, and he wants his disciple Ah Da to become the supreme of this martial arts, how about it?"

Rumble!

The voice fell, and the color of the audience changed.

"Senior Jin, today's Tiannan Sword Discussion is just a small-scale exchange within our Tiannan. ”

Lan Lao's face was ugly: "Although your disciple is strong, he is a native of the Western Regions, this seems to be ...... Not proper!"

"Fart!" Master Jin shouted: "Since it is a martial arts conference, naturally those who come will not refuse!"

"Little doll, don't think that the poor monk doesn't know, this year's Tiannan Sword Debate, as long as the age is in line, even if it is a foreigner, you can participate. ”

"Do you really think that the poor monks are the same as they were back then, and they don't know anything about the rules of your Central Plains?"

Get!

After doing it for a long time, this Jin master came prepared!

"By the way, I know that your Tiannan Sword, this year's reward is a spirit stone. ”

In the ring, the big man of the Western Regions said loudly: "Lao Tzu is destined to be the champion." ”

"If you Central Plains people dare to replace these rewards. ”

"Then, my master will use his Zen staff to teach you what is the principle of being a human being!"

When the voice fell, all the old monsters looked at each other, and their faces were hard to see.

This year's reward for the Tiannan Sword comes from the treasure of the King of the North Earth, which is very precious.

In order to get this spirit stone, Lan Lao and all the old monsters paid a huge price, as well as many years.

Because the number of participants is too large to be specifically allocated.

So!

Under the call of Lan Lao, after a game.

Only then did the old monsters agree, take out the spirit stone, and reward it to the best young man.

Unexpectedly!

No way!

This peach has just rived, and everyone hasn't eaten it, so the one who picks the peach comes?

What is it!

Now!

The hearts of the old monsters are furious.

But!

Because of Master Jin's strength, the old monsters can only dare to be angry but dare not speak.

……

"Which other hero dares to come and fight with Lao Tzu?" Standing in the ring, the big man of the Western Regions was unruly.

When the voice fell, all the young warriors bowed their heads, not daring to look directly at the great man of the Western Regions.

Nonsense!

Even Wang Lun, a white-clothed showman, was wiped out by the Western Regions Han with one punch.

Just ask!

In this Tiannan territory, who else dares to fight with the Great Han of the Western Regions?

Seeing this scene, Lan Lao, who watched it, couldn't help but sink in his heart.

The old monsters looked at each other and fell silent.

"What's the matter? Could it be that you Central Plains, there is no one strong?"

The big man of the Western Regions laughed loudly: "Or, you Central Plains people are all a bunch of wrecks?"

Rumble!

When the voice fell, everyone present was angry.

But!

Anger to anger, but the warriors present did not dare to make noise, lest it become a tragedy.

However!

Just when the atmosphere of the audience was depressed to the extreme.

A voice suddenly sounded: "Barbarian of the Western Regions, you don't want to be rampant! I'll fight you!"

The voice fell, and a young man wearing a wide trench coat and a large pipe in his mouth appeared at the gate.

"This is ......" Lan Lao, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were surprised.

"Southern Boxing King, Qiao Feng!" Jiang Menshen was suddenly moved.

"Senior brother, it's finally here!" Murong Chu was excited.

……

In front of everyone's eyes, Qiao Feng, the king of southern boxing, walked with a dragon and a big pipe, and walked all the way to the ring.

"Qiao Feng, are they all here?"

"Our Donghai Province's "Wulin Crazy", that is the Donghai Province, the highest-standard ring competition, Qiao Feng has been guarding for half a year and breaking the ratings record!"

"God, idol, my idol!"

In an instant, all the celebrities present began to scream.

"He's here too?"

Sitting in a wheelchair, Wang Lun's pupils shrank, and his face became extremely ugly.

Originally!

The appearance of the Great Han of the Western Regions had already made Wang Lun feel angry.

But the martial arts of the Great Han Dynasty in the Western Regions are too high, and Wang Lun's skills are not as good as others, so he is naturally speechless.

But now!

Wang Lun never dreamed that this year's Tiannan Sword would actually attract Qiao Feng, the king of southern boxing.

"Even if the barbarian doesn't come, this Qiao Feng, I'm not his opponent. "Wang Lun, his eyes are bitter.

Originally, today's champion was destined to belong to Wang Lun.

And after getting the spirit stone, Wang Lun's martial arts have made great progress and broken through to the martial arts master, which is not impossible.

But now, masters keep appearing, how can Wang Lun not be depressed?

……

The advent of the Southern Boxing King also made the Western Regions Han feel the pressure.

"Qiao Feng, why don't you stay in the provincial capital, what are you doing in this little Tiannan?" the big man of the Western Regions scolded.

"You barbarian from the Western Regions, don't stay in the Western Regions, what are you doing in my Central Plains?" Qiao Feng scolded.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's fight!" the big man of the Western Regions roared angrily.

"Okay, wait until I defeat you, a brute, and then teach Wang Chulan a lesson!" Qiao Feng laughed loudly, his eyes full of confidence.

What?

King...... Wang Chulan?

As soon as they heard this, the Tiannan heroes looked at each other and were stunned.

"Wang Chulan again?" In the wheelchair, Wang Lun was also a little shocked.

Wang Chulan appeared at all, but his name was mentioned once by Wang Lun and Qiao Feng.

Among the heroes present, there are not some people who are smart-minded.

They keenly felt that this Wang Chulan, who did not appear, was probably not trivial.

Nonsense!

A man who can be challenged by Wang Lun and Qiao Feng at the same time, do you think he can be tough?

So the question is, who is this Wang Chulan?

At this moment, even Jiang Menshen was puzzled and a little puzzled.

But!

Soon, everyone's eyes were attracted by the wonderful competition in the ring.

……

At the moment, in the ring.

The Southern Boxing King and the Western Regions Great Han, these two contemporary Tianjiao, have fought together.

Boom! Boom...... Rumble!

In an instant, the shadows of the fists flew and sparks flew.

Everyone could only see that above the ring, there were two afterimages, fighting rapidly.

But the movements of the two were too fast, and most of the people present couldn't see it clearly.

……

This wonderful scene, watching the Tiannan heroes, all blood boiling.

"Brother Qiao, come on!"

"Boxing king!

"I will win!"

Roar!

Soon, even celebrities who didn't practice martial arts stood up excitedly and roared one after another.

Nonsense!

No one wants a barbarian from the Central Plains to ride on everyone's head as a prestige.

However!

At this moment, the old monk's old voice suddenly sounded: "Ah Da, stop playing, fight quickly." ”

What?

Other...... Stop playing?

Airplanes!

As soon as they heard this, Lan Lao and the others all changed color.

"Qiao Feng, run away!" In the wheelchair, Wang Lun roared.

"It's broken!" In the ring, Qiao Feng's face changed slightly, and he turned around and ran.

……

Don't look at it just now, Qiao Feng and the Great Han of the Western Regions can be described as fighting each other, and the fight is inseparable.

But in fact, Qiao Feng knew that he was not the opponent of the Great Han of the Western Regions at all.

This big man in the Western Regions has always treated Qiao Feng as a mouse, teasing and fun.

Nonsense!

The Great Han of the Western Regions has been practicing martial arts for many years, and it is not easy to come to the Central Plains this time.

But everyone didn't fight, and now that they met a powerful one, the big man in the Western Regions naturally wanted to say hello well.

But since the old monk has already given the order to attack directly.

Naturally, the Great Han of the Western Regions will not, and continue to play the game with Qiao Feng.

……

At this moment, Qiao Feng's face turned pale, and he turned around and ran.

As the king of southern boxing, Qiao Feng has been famous and well-known in the East China Sea in the past six months.

Tiannan, a small place, with Qiao Feng's identity, he will never come over for the rest of his life.

If it weren't for the junior brother Murong Chu, he would have called him many times and invited the big sword.

Otherwise!

This place, Qiao Feng, really doesn't want to come.

Isn't it just a lesson for a piece of garbage, how simple is it?

But!

Qiao Feng never dreamed that this little Tiannan would make him tragic.

And this scene, Murong Chu, who watched it, had an extremely ugly face, and walked directly through the back door of the inner hall - slipped!

Only the glasses girl was still in place, clenching her fists, worried about Qiao Feng.

Nonsense!

Qiao Feng is so handsome, if he is beaten, how embarrassing it will be?

……

"If you want to escape, it's not that easy?"

Wow!

The Great Han of the Western Regions turned into an afterimage, and before Qiao Feng escaped from the ring, he lifted Qiao Feng with his bare hands.

"Die!"

Bang!

In front of everyone's eyes, the Great Han of the Western Regions threw his hands away, and Qiao Feng instantly turned into an afterimage.

Click!

The next moment, Qiao Feng landed on the ground and smashed the distant door curtain. ()

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