Flutter!

Sure enough, in the vast white fog, a sharp sword light slashed from behind the yellow lion!

In an instant, the fog rose!

This Chang Wei was so ferocious, in one go, that he barely gave his opponent time to react.

"Insect carving skills. ”

In the face of such a dangerous attack, Huang Xiongshi appeared to be unusually calm, and suddenly turned around, and his true qi condensed a shield in his hand, which was extremely accurate to resist the attack of the sword light.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron resounded, the True Qi Shield was safe and sound, and the sword light that came from the slashing shattered inch by inch, and at the same time, a muffled snort sounded in the mist, obviously Chang Wei was slightly injured by the huge force.

Seeing that the blow failed, Chang Wei quickly lost his breath and hid in the fog again, trying to find a second chance to sneak attack.

"Sneaky, I really think the old man can't help you! Lion King Qigong!"

The yellow lion took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and suddenly let out a loud roar, which shook the earth and shook all directions.

Roar! Roar!

A visible sound wave centered on him and swept out in all directions, and the dense fog was swept away like a wind and clouds, and in the corner of the ring, Chang Wei was holding a scimitar, with a fierce face.

"This time, old man, see where you are hiding!"

The yellow male lion didn't stop at all, and in this roar, he pounced up, flipped his fists and feet in succession, and hit Chang Wei's body with an unprecedented violent wind.

As if playing a ball, Chang Wei was punched dozens of times before he could react, his body was punched, his clothes were shattered, and the whole person was swept out of the ring.

When Chang Wei stood up from the ground, he found that he had not suffered any fatal injuries except for the fact that his whole body was a little disordered, and he knew that it was Huang Xiongshi's subordinates who showed mercy, so he hurriedly bowed his hand: "Thank you Huang Lao's subordinates for showing mercy, and the younger generation is willing to bow down." ”

"What a lion king qigong, Huang Lao's majesty has not diminished back then. ”

City Lord Xia Hongyuan saw Huang Xiongshi's clean victory, and immediately exclaimed.

Many onlookers couldn't help but applaud, and they were all impressed by Huang Xiongshi's methods.

"Hahaha, thank you for the praise from the city lord, the old man is also lucky, he won a game by luck. ”

Huang Xiongshi laughed heartily, his tone was slightly modest, but everyone saw his eyebrows fluttering, obviously extremely proud of this victory.

At this moment, the head of the Wu family, Wu Xiuyi, stood up.

"Whoosh!"

He kicked the ground with both feet, rose to the sky, and landed firmly on the ring, facing the eyes of the yellow male lion, as if there were sparks.

Huang Lao's "Lion King Qigong" is really profound. ”

Wu Xiuyi hugged her fists and grinned: "If you win against me, the championship reward will be yours." ”

"Iron Pen Yama, Wu Xiuyi!"

When Huang Xiongshi saw the person, his face couldn't help but change, and his eyes became slightly solemn.

"It's all friends on the rivers and lakes who look up to Wu, the name of the king of Hades, and they deserve it. ”

Wu Xiuyi shook her head and said.

"Okay! It is rumored that you are brilliant with an iron pen, and the old man has long wanted to understand it, and today there is just a city lord witness, so the two of us will compete with each other!"

After Huang Xiongshi finished speaking, he shot like a cannonball under his feet, and a few ups and downs arrived in front of Wu Xiuyi, and he punched out, up and down like a lion fighting a rabbit, and his punch was like a thunderbolt and anger, and his true qi turned into an iron fist, which was enough to penetrate the rock wall.

Heaven-level martial arts, Lion King Fist!

With this punch, he defeated many opponents, even if it was a piece of steel, he would be smashed into a discus.

"Hey, hey. ”

Wu Xiuyi's face suddenly showed a strange smile, and an extra iron pen appeared in his hand, which did not dodge, was not fancy, and the tip of the pen pierced the throat of the yellow male lion.

This assassination can only be described in four words.

Fast, accurate, ruthless, poisonous!

It's a completely end-and-end style of play.

"You're crazy!"

Huang Xiongshi was taken aback, he didn't expect Wu Xiuyi to be so crazy, as soon as he fought, he was going to die together.

Wu Xiuyi was crazy, he was not crazy, he withdrew his fist in an instant, and at the same time, his body quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the assassination.

It wasn't until he retreated to the edge of the ring that he breathed a sigh of relief, his back was soaked with cold sweat, and he looked at Wu Xiuyi with a look of jealousy.

"Shhh

Everyone in the ring gasped one by one, they didn't expect Wu Xiuyi to be so crazy, it was simply dead.

"This surname Wu is kind of interesting. ”

Steward Wang's eyes showed a look of approval, and said: "If I guess correctly, what he cultivates is the long-lost "Death Judge's Pen", and to practice this martial art, you must have the courage to move forward, and the courage to be fearless of life and death. ”

"What kind of martial art is this, it's clearly the same end. ”

Lin Qingwan's beautiful eyes widened, and she said incredulously: "Even if he was able to kill Huang Xiongshi just now, wouldn't he himself be killed by Huang Xiongshi?"

"No, no. ”

Steward Wang shook his head, "The life-killing judge pen, the cultivation is a kind of preemptive momentum, you see that Wu Xiuyi's killing intent is boiling, Huang Xiongshi does not dare to fight hard at all, now he is already timid in his heart, full of flaws, according to the judgment of the old slave, after ten more moves, Huang Xiongshi will undoubtedly lose." ”

"That seems to be the case. ”

After listening to this, Lin Qingwan nodded as if she didn't understand.

Whoosh!!

In the ring, the two fought extremely fiercely.

Every stroke of Wu Xiuyi points out is a way of playing that ends up together.

Although the yellow male lion is over eighty years old, he obviously hasn't lived enough, so he naturally refuses to fight with him, just blindly dodge.

Finally, on the way back, he revealed a flaw.

"Kill!"

Wu Xiuyi suddenly burst into a shout, the iron pen in his hand was as fast as a meteor, and the lightning flashed, poof, and instantly pierced Huang Xiongshi's shoulder.

"The Iron Pen Yama King really lives up to his reputation, the old man admits defeat, thank you for not killing. ”

The yellow lion stepped back again and again, covering his wound and smiling bitterly.

He knew that Wu Xiuyi didn't have the intention of killing just now, otherwise that stroke would not have pierced the shoulder, but the heart.

"Huang Lao said seriously, I can win, it's just a trick. ”

Wu Xiuyi smiled slightly.

"In any case, you have won, the championship belongs to you, and the old man takes his leave. ”

Huang Xiongshi hugged his fists and jumped out of the ring with an unwilling face.

"Anyone else who wants to come up and challenge, if not, I'll take the reward. ”

Wu Xiuyi put away the iron pen and looked at the audience, and many people turned their heads away with his eyes.

This kind of person who doesn't want to die, who dares to compete with him, isn't that a long life?

"Steward Wang, no one dares to go on stage, it's time for you to make a move, right?"

Lin Qingwan's face showed a look of expectation, although Wu Xiuyi was very strong, she was full of confidence in Steward Wang.

"Of course!"

Steward Wang smiled and nodded, he was a beginner-level Divine Martial Realm, and this kind of martial arts competition was like child's play to him.

He was about to step out of the crowd and into the ring, when suddenly, a cold voice sounded.