Five minutes, ten minutes...... In the blink of an eye, twenty minutes passed.

Feng Hanshuang is the captain of the Snow Leopard Special Brigade, and he still wants to win the top three of the Divine Blade. Now, Xu Yan blocked the offensive, and the anger in her heart also came up.

One punch, two punches, her punching technique was even more weird, and twice she miraculously kicked Xu Yan in the back. How is this done? I'm afraid that many of these special forces present are thinking about how many poses they have to pose if they can get Feng Hanshuang to the bed? It's heart-pounding to think about.

"Punch me again."

Feng Hanshuang deceived Xu Yan's close circle, and slammed his fist into Xu Yan's jaw.

Sou! Suddenly, Xu Yan's figure was lost in front of her. Xu Yan finally unfolded the body technique of shifting and changing shadows, and opened the distance between him and Feng Hanshuang. Just when Feng Hanshuang was slightly stunned, Xu Yan shook her body again, and when she got close to Feng Hanshuang, she flew up and kicked Feng Hanshuang's lower abdomen.

This move is ruthless and sharp.

"I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time."

Feng Hanshuang sneered, and actually kicked Xu Yan's foot. However, at the moment when the two legs wanted to touch, Feng Hanshuang's long legs were continuously entangled, and they actually locked Xu Yan's legs. At the same time, Feng Hanshuang volleyed a somersault in the air, directly throwing Xu Yan to the ground.

The two feet are entangled, and if someone else wants to pounce on them again, it may be just a thought. But for Sealing Frost, it's not a problem at all. Her body was wrapped around like a snake, her arms strangled Xu Yan's neck, and her limbs buckled Xu Yan's body stiffly.

No matter how Xu Yan struggled and resisted, she couldn't move.

Gradually, Xu Yan's face became purple, and purple...... Huo Qing finally couldn't help it, and said loudly: "Admit defeat, admit defeat." ”

Feng Hanshuang finally let go of Xu Yan, turned over and jumped.

Xu Yan clutched his throat with his hands, gasped heavily, and coughed, "I will definitely return it." ”

Feng Hanshuang said coldly: "I'll wait." ”

Qin Hanxiong said loudly: "In the first game, Feng Hanshuang won. ”

It's really exciting, these people present are all shouting, and the atmosphere is very hot.

The second game was No. 3 vs. No. 62, Anu and Wushi.

Wu Shi has a height of 1.9 meters, and like Monk Wei, he has a shaved head. To say, his figure is burly enough, but standing with Anu, he is still a little shorter. Whether it's in height, weight, strength, etc., he can't match Anubi.

Anu didn't even move, and let the martial lion's fist hit him.

Bang, bang!

After a few consecutive blows, Anu suddenly made a move, grabbed the arm of the martial lion, and spun directly in place like a spinning top. The weight of more than 200 catties was like a cotton bag in Anu's hands, which made Wushi dizzy. When Anu let go of his hand, he flew several meters away and fell firmly to the ground.

Step by step, step by step, Anu walked over.

The warrior lion struggled to his feet, as if drunk, and staggered a few steps on his feet, and finally fell to the ground again.

Qin Hanxiong shouted: "In the second game, Anu won. ”

One after another, and at sunset and dusk, Feng Hanshuang, Anu, Xu Wei, Cheng Hu, Liu Shijun, Jiang Heze and others all won, as well as Qin Heng, Wu Dagui, Bu Ying, Wu Zhongping, Pei Yuanshu, Wei Tong, Yuan Chunfeng and other special forces soldiers. By the morning of the third day, the third round was finally over.

Feng Hanshuang and Anu, Xu Wei, Cheng Hu, Liu Shijun, Jiang Heze, Qin Heng, Wu Dagui, Bu Ying, Wu Zhongping, Pei Yuanshu, Wei Tong, Yuan Chunfeng and other fifteen people, plus one Huo Qing, who was extremely lucky, happened to be sixteen people, and successfully entered the fourth round.

In the fifth round, Cheng Hu encountered Anu in one game and was finally eliminated.

Liu Shijun and Wu Dagui encountered each other, and they couldn't use a long knife, Liu Shijun used a palm knife, continuously splitting palms, and then splitting palms. Wu Dagui resisted again and again, and his steps kept retreating. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so Liu Shijun slashed it with a palm knife and advanced to the top eight.

Xu Wei and Bu Ying, the kung fu of the two people is not equal, and it can be regarded as the most tragic fight. As a result, both of them were injured and missed the top eight.

Feng Hanshuang singled out Jiang Heze, Jiang Heze was wearing a pair of glasses, and he looked like a weak scholar. This guy has no interest in the top eight or anything. Let's not win the battle against Sealing Frost, even if it wins, so what? How could he be Pei Yuanshu, Huo Qing, Yuan Chunfeng, and Anu's opponents.

Under the attack of Feng Hanshuang, after he supported it a few times, he was defeated with a kick. He also screamed and shouted to himself, "I lost." ”

As a result, there was a lot of laughter.

Yuan Chunfeng faced Qin Heng, Qin Heng knew Yuan Chunfeng's ability to drive beasts, where did he dare to slack off, and he launched a storm-like offensive when he came up. Yuan Chunfeng didn't fight hard with Qin Heng, but kept going backwards. Qin Heng didn't know what to do, and kept attacking. Offensive.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound from all sides, and those bees rushed up overwhelmingly, surrounding Qin Heng. Qin Heng's face, arms, and hands were stung with some big bags, and he couldn't even open his eyes. Taking advantage of this time, Yuan Chunfeng came up and overturned him.

This scene can be regarded as allowing Huo Qing, Feng Hanshuang and others to see the power of Mianshu again. Wei Tong encountered Pei Yuanshu, and in terms of cultivation, Wei Tong was definitely not as powerful as Pei Yuanshu. Since this is the case, it must be too long to attack the enemy. Wei Tong came up and used the iron head skill, and hit Pei Yuanshu again and again.

Burst! Wei Tong's head seemed to hit a sack and fell into Pei Yuanshu's stomach alive.

Huo Qing saw it so clearly, Pei Yuanshu's stomach was obviously sunken, like a sponge, sucking Wei Tong's head. Wei Tong struggled, his fists waving wildly. However, Pei Yuanshu's hands clasped his wrists, and the two of them ate like this.

Gradually, Wei Tong's movements became slower and slower, slower and slower, and finally he hung down weakly.

Pei Yuanshu was a little lucky, and with a bang, his stomach was like a slingshot, and he directly ejected Wei Tong. Wei Tong fell to the ground on his back, and the whole person was already unconscious due to lack of oxygen.

Huo Qing hurriedly went up, pierced Wei Tong's acupuncture point with a silver needle, and pinched his human acupoint. Wei Tong finally sighed twice and woke up.

Qin Hanxiong shouted: "Pei Yuan is very good, the last sentence of the top eight, Huo Qing against Wu Zhongping." ”

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

For this moment, Wu Zhongping has been equal for a long time.

He jumped into the open space and shouted, "Huo Qing, come here." ”

Huo Qing frowned and said, "You really want to fight me?" ”

"Of course."

"How about we use weapons?"

"Weapons?"

Wu Zhongping was taken aback, he is not a fool, who doesn't know the power of the flying sword? In that case, he was afraid that before he could rush to Huo Qing, he would let the flying sword be injured. He snorted, this was in the tryout of the Holy Blade, and it was not suitable for weapons. In normal times, he will definitely accompany him to the end.

Huo Qing smiled: "Okay, then you can come up." ”

The more this was the case, the more annoyed Wu Zhongping's heart became. I don't know what's wrong with this Holy Blade Tryout, every time the people of the Sword Special Brigade appear, they will encounter the people of the Siberian Tiger Special Brigade. Except for Bu Ying and Xu Wei, who fought to defeat both, the others almost without exception all lost.

Now, he's going to be ashamed!

Bu Ying sat on the chair and said in a deep voice: "Wu Zhongping, you must not be reckless. ”

Wu Zhongping snorted sideways and pounced towards Huo Qing.

Whatever you want, punch to fist, foot to foot.

Huo Qing's mouth was still saying cool words: "Oh, this trick is good, but the strength is a little smaller, didn't you eat at noon?" ”

"Well, this trick is okay, it's just a little slower."

"Yes, yes, that's it, keep it up."

What's going on? It's like a cat playing with a mouse, and these special forces of the Sword Special Brigade are full of blood, and even their eyes are spewing fire.

Wu Zhongping was angry and annoyed, took out a three-edged military thorn from his pocket, stabbed it at Huo Qing's lower abdomen, and said angrily: "I abolished you." ”

Huo Qing flashed to the side, frowned, and said, "Wu Zhongping, do you use weapons?" ”

"So what? Didn't you say it before, let's fight with weapons. ”

"Okay, come on."

When Wu Zhongping came up again, Huo Qing slapped him casually and cut it on his arm. When! Half of Wu Zhongping's arm immediately became numb, and the three-edged army thorn also fell to the ground. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Huo Qing went up and kicked Wu Zhongping's calf.

To be honest, Huo Qing kept his hand, otherwise, this kick would have kicked Wu Zhongping's calf off.

Wu Zhongping snorted miserably, stumbled twice, and pounced again.

Huo Qing kicked him again and kicked him in the lower abdomen, and Wu Zhongping finally fell to the ground.

"What's the matter, are you convinced?"

"I'll obey you!"

Wu Zhongping scolded and wanted to get up again, so Huo Qing kicked him in the mouth. A mouthful of blood shot out, mixed with a few teeth in between, and flew into the air.

You can beat me, scold me, or even dance a striptease in front of me, I can stand it. But you can't insult my family. Anu has his reverse scales, why doesn't Huo Qing have it? His reverse scales are his father and mother. From childhood to adulthood, he grew up with his grandfather Huo Xingtian, and never knew who his father and mother were, not even a photo, a piece of letterhead, etc., nothing.

Why do others have parents but not myself?

Huo Qing stepped on Wu Zhongping's mouth and said coldly: "Don't you still admit defeat?" ”

"You have a ...... Kill me. ”

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare?"

Huo Qing's feet became harder and harder, and Wu Zhongping's head was stepped into the lawn, denting little by little.

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