"Have you seen it? This Cheng master is really on the martial arts platform!"

"The twelfth stage of the qi induction fights the ninth stage of the martial arts. ”

"Isn't this looking for death?"

"The strong like the weak initiate a martial arts duel, and the weak have the right to refuse to fight, but this Cheng Mo, who doesn't know the height of the sky, goes to challenge the martial disciple Jiuduan, who is a whole realm higher than him, and he really won't die if he doesn't do it. ”

... ...

Ai Zou couldn't stop it for a long time, and jumped into the martial arts platform.

At this time, the city guards also said: "Take a step back, the sea and the sky, are you two still possible?"

Cheng Mo looked at Ai Zou and said with a firm look in his eyes: "On the martial arts platform, life or death does not matter, there is no need to adjust." ”

"Boy. ”

Ai Zou mocked opposite Cheng Mo: "If you chose to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy and cut off your arm, the old man might be able to spare your life and let you go, since you came to power, then don't blame the old man, be ready to die."

Really?

Cheng Mo disagreed.

It's not necessarily that the deer will die casually.

Since you are so careless, then this boss will teach you how to be a man today.

Ai Zou saw that Cheng Mo was so calm, it was necessary to let him know Elder Ben's strength!

He rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists suddenly, and his muscles bulged, revealing green tendons.

"This Lingyuan Sect's Ai Zou majored in the physical body, it is said that he does not know any martial arts, but the strength of the physical body is extremely terrifying, and the full force can reach more than 3,800 catties with one blow, which is enough to smash the scum head of this arrogant immortal sect with one punch!"

"Oh my God!"

Everyone gasped.

A martial artist of the ninth stage of martial arts, who does not know any martial arts, can blast out 3,800 catties, which is already very strong!

"What's that? ”

The deacon of the Iron Fist Sect on the side said in a dog-legged manner: "It is said that Senior Ai, when he was in the field with his disciples, once killed an injured beast comparable to the level of a martial artist!"

"What?how is that possible!!"

The crowd was shocked.

Although the fierce beast that was killed was injured and its strength was less than fifty percent of the original, seeing the intense shock on the faces of the warriors of all factions, Ai Zou's underbeaten face still looked proud.

It's just that when his eyes turned to Cheng Mo, he found that this thing was holding his little thumb and picking his nose!!

Ga!

Rattle!!

The warriors of each faction were stunned one by one, just like ducks who were scared stupid by thunder.

On such a solemn martial arts platform that determines life and death, this guy actually did such an indecent thing in front of the public and in full view!

Exaggeration, there is also a large ball, which is as big as a little thumb cover!

What's even more excessive, this product flicked its fingers and bounced onto Ai Zou's upper, sticking to it all at once.

Ai Zou raised his foot and shook it, and found that the glue was very firm, and he couldn't shake it off!

"Ahh

Ai Zou seemed to be humiliated at this moment, and roared angrily, and his right fist that gathered strength was suddenly swung out.

"Whew!"

The blow containing anger is integrated into all the power, and it suddenly appears a wave of qi visible to the naked eye!

Cheng Mo put his hands behind his back, looking indifferent.

"Boss ......"

Shiran Bing's expression was solemn, and there was a rare worry on his face.

"It should be over!"

"If that guy gets hit, he's going to die!"

"Boom!"

A muffled sound came, rolling up bursts of dust, accompanied by wind and waves, blowing everyone's hair, sleeves, and corners of their clothes.

Brush!

The warrior standing next to the martial arts platform had his hair fluttering wildly by the air waves, and his face was full of horror.

Ai Zou's punch is really terrifying!

Even if there is a heavy stone on the platform, it is estimated that it can be smashed into slag!

At that moment, they all secretly judged that the head of the arrogant Lingyun Sect must have been more auspicious and cooler if he received such a powerful punch!

Some have even begun to look out into the audience, searching for bodies that should have been shot out.

Well?

No one?

Could it be that Cheng Zhangmen was not beaten away, but died directly on the stage?

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

Everyone turned their heads in unison and looked at the martial fighting platform.

But at this moment, the martial arts platform is dusty, blocking the view, and you can't see anything at all!

The onlookers didn't know if it had hit, but Ai Zou knew that his punch missed and hit the ground.

In fact, when Cheng Mo picked his nostrils, he crushed the two kinds of talismans, and now his strength has reached two thousand catties, and the speed is even faster and terrifying.

At the moment when Ai Zou's fist was about to fall on Cheng Mo's head, Cheng Mo had already dodged away.

When the dust cleared, everyone saw Cheng Mo standing behind Ai Zou, holding the mountain and river sword and holding the sword.

On the other hand, Ai Zou was still looking left and right, looking for Cheng Mo's figure.

"Ai senior, watch out behind you!"

The deacon of the Iron Fist Sect couldn't wait for Cheng Mo to die quickly, so he reminded him as soon as possible.

Wang Lingxuan saw that there were still so many talkers, and he slowly moved towards the location of the Iron Fist Sect deacon without moving.

When moving behind him, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked him hard in the hip, then retreated back to his original position without a trace.

When Shi Ran Bing saw that this Wang Lingxuan was able to help his own head of the house, a smile appeared on his face, the country and the city were incomprehensibly beautiful, but it was only a flash.

Cheng Mo, who was in the martial arts platform, didn't have a chance to see him.

The deacon of the Iron Fist Sect got up and looked back to see that there was no one, so he had to curse secretly, and then looked at Cheng Mo on the martial arts platform with gritted teeth, as if he wanted to vent his anger on Cheng Mo who had just been kicked, and eat Cheng Mo in one bite to relieve his hatred.

Ai Zou, who got the prompt, clenched his fists and turned around, and once again blasted towards Cheng Mo with bursts of qi.

As soon as Cheng Mo's legs moved under the galloping charm, he appeared behind Ai Zou again, just like Wang Lingxuan just now, and also kicked Ai Zou's old man's ass.

Boom!

Because Ai Zou's strength was poured into his fist, his buttocks were attacked, and he suddenly lost his balance, and fell to the ground, making seamless close contact with the ground.

Everyone in the audience opened their mouths in unison, their eyes flashing in disbelief.

Even Shiran Bing leaked a surprised expression.

Only Wang Lingxuan was very calm, thinking about the people guided by the jade pendant in his heart, how could it be so simple, a group of vulgar mortals, short-sighted.

The Iron Bone Sect Deacon is a little skeptical about life now, his head is full of question marks, and he doesn't understand how this Cheng Mo did it, so fast.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that Cheng Mo actually kicked down the martial disciple Jiuduan, who was so much higher than him.

"Old man Ai, is that all you have the ability to do?"

Cheng Mo stabbed the beaten back with Cambridge, and his tone was frivolous.

"Junior, you insulted me too much!"

Ai Zou got up and started attacking Cheng Mo again, this time he didn't use all his strength, he still paid attention to speed.

went back and forth for more than 30 rounds, but he never even touched the corner of Cheng Mo's clothes, and the tired old man Ai was panting and angry.

Cheng Mo saw that this little old man was finally a little physically exhausted, and he couldn't do anything.

"Old man, you've been fighting for so long, it's my turn!"

The speed suddenly accelerated, although Cheng Mo was now not strong enough to contend with Ai Zou, but the speed was fast enough, and there was also a possibility of victory.

Especially now that the little old man is tired like a dog.

Instantly came to Ai Zou's face, clenched his fists, and shouted: "The secret technique of the arrogant immortal faction, return me to the drifting fist!"

The disorganized fist slammed into Ai Zou, raining down on Ai Zou's face, chest, and arms.

"The secret technique of the arrogant immortal sect, there is no shadow in the cloud mountain!"

The fist hit for a while, I felt that the fist hurt a little, and I changed it to a foot, and I didn't know where to kick, anyway, Ai Zou's body was full of targets, where to kick closely, where it was convenient to kick, and kicked fiercely.

Eventually, he was kicked out of the arena.

There is a rule in the martial arts platform, that is, if one party falls within the range of the martial fighting platform, it will be considered a loss, and it will not be attacked, and it will be notarized by the city lord's mansion!

In this way, it also announced that Cheng Mo won the competition this time!