"!"

Originally, Zhang Linfeng was still a little dizzy.

However, when he saw the fat man's huge ass, the anger in his heart did not hit anywhere.

There are countless ways to die in this world, but it is estimated that being sat to death by a fat man should be regarded as the most humiliating and humiliating way to die!

I Zhang Lin can break my head and bleed, but even if I die, I won't be a ghost under this fart!

And since you dead fat man dare to face me with his ass, then I will simply give you a good time!

Thinking about it, I watched him grit his teeth and stomp his feet, raise the stick to point at the position of the hole in the center of the fat man's buttocks, and thrust it in.

"I'm a!"

This time, everyone looked stupid.

Since I have cultivated, I have seen countless duels and countless killing moves.

But today, I realized how ugly I was.

In this world, there are moves to sit on the dead with your buttocks, and in this world, there are also moves to poke chrysanthemums directly with a stick!

Yang Xiao, Jian Yi, and Huang Wuji's faces all showed a trace of strange expressions at this moment, as if they were all feeling sorry for the fat man's imminent loss of the back door.

As for the people on the Qingxiao Dynasty's side, they were all shocked by Zhang Linfeng's actions.

He loved the ebony rod as much as he loved his little wife.

But now, he was so mad by the fat man that he directly used his "little wife" to stab people in the chrysanthemum.

Faced with this scene, everyone was speechless.

Because they found that they also wanted to see very much, whether it was a broken wooden stick or a broken chrysanthemum?

As if sensing everyone's gaze, the fat man hurriedly peeked at it. This look didn't scare his soul out. Anyway, he's not Pixiu.

But at this time, if you want to do anything else, it's over.

In desperation, I watched him roar angrily, concentrating all the strength of his body on the position of the back door, and closing the door tightly.

As soon as he had done all this, the fat man felt a cold and cold taste from the back door to his head.

The next scene will never be forgotten by everyone.

Just look at the fat man's ass, slamming it on the ebony rod.

However, the power of his fall was so amazing that Zhang Linfeng was completely caught off guard, and the ebony stick came out of his hand.

Listening to the sound of "poof", the other end of the stick was directly inserted into his chest, and under the gravity of the fat man, Zhang Linfeng's body was nailed to the battle platform.

Immediately afterwards, there was another loud "bang", and the fat man's body slammed into Zhang Linfeng's body.

Blood suddenly burst out on the battle platform, and Zhang Linfeng had already been killed by him.

However, at this moment, people seem to have no time to pay attention to Zhang Linfeng's life or death.

Because, they found that the ebony rod was gone.

Everyone looked at each other and kept looking under the fat man.

Could it be ...... But no, if it did, shouldn't the stick come out of the fat man's mouth?

But now, why is it gone?

Looking at the fat man again, he looks like he wants to die, and he is about to stand up.

Suddenly, the audience fell into a dead silence.

Everyone looked at the dead fat man with extremely strange eyes.

Even, Yang Xiao, Jian Yi and even Huang Wuji, at this moment, they don't know if they should wake up the fat man from this intoxication.

Finally, Murong Xiao couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted, "Dead fat man, how long are you going to sit there!"

"Ah——h

Suddenly, the fat man came back to his senses.

"Empress Xiao...... What do you say?"

"If you finish fighting, give it to me! In the next battle, it's Sister Yue's turn!" Murong Xiao said in a loud voice.

"Uh, good!" the fat man nodded repeatedly, "Come down now, come down right away!"

As he spoke, he saw that his big belly was straight, and he was about to stand up.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes converged and focused on the fat man's ass.

However, when the fat man really stood up, everyone was stupid.

Just look at the fat man's back door, it was not lost, and the ebony stick had been broken into several pieces and scattered in Zhang Linfeng's smashed corpse.

"No...... This fat man's body is too terrifying, isn't it?"

The eyes of the people of the Qingxiao Dynasty showed a look of horror.

Although the ebony rod has the word "wood", its hardness is not inferior to that of fine iron.

And Zhang Linfeng's ebony stick has reached the level of a high-grade soldier at the ground level, and it is impossible for ordinary strength to destroy it.

But why, now this stick is actually rotten by the fat man?

What's even more unbelievable is that this stick was not poked in?

However, they also ignore one point.

That is, the two ends of this ebony rod are inlaid with ugin, which is thicker than the body of the rod.

The fat man was already full of meat, so crowded that his eyes were almost unable to find it, and the back door was naturally the same.

Of course, this violent impact still had a great impact on the fat man, and he almost lost his "chastity"!

Looking at the fat man again, he glanced at the ground with great disgust, and then said to the people of the Qingxiao Dynasty: "Okay, Pang Ye won this battle! You guys come and clean up, the next battle will be my Empress Yue's battle!"

After that, the fat man swaggered off the battlefield.

"Boom ——"

In an instant, the team of the Qingxiao Dynasty exploded.

They never dreamed that the four consecutive wins at the beginning would now be two consecutive defeats.

Moreover, Qinghu and Zhang Linfeng, among the entire one hundred and fifty people, one ranked fifth and one was in the top fifteen. They are all well-known existences.

But in the end, he was crushed and defeated by a thin man and a fat man in such an extremely humiliating way.

You must know that when they competed with the Shengming Dynasty, there were people secretly watching them around.

These people are naturally other dynasties, families, and maybe even the imperial family.

Therefore, the final victory or defeat is not only about the ticket, but also about the face.

And now, these two consecutive defeats may have disgraced themselves!

After a while, the battle platform was cleaned.

Looking at the side of the Qingxiao Dynasty again, a figure jumped onto the battle platform.

Just look at him like a scholar, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows have a hint of evil charm. And seeing him appear, many people's hearts can be regarded as settled.

This gentleman, named Chang Wei, is the son of the commander of the Janissaries of the Qingxiao Dynasty.

He is gifted and romantic, and his weapon is a folding fan.

He has awakened the bloodline of the Great Emperor, and his realm has reached the half-step Martial Saint Realm, and his combat power is even better than that of the Qinghu, and he is defined by the intelligence traffickers as the fourth genius of the Qingxiao Dynasty.

However, his combat effectiveness is not necessarily impossible to say that he is among the top three.

And they all looked at Chang Wei's opponent, a girl named Beigong Yue.

Although, this girl's realm seems to have reached the half-step martial saint realm.

However, no one believed that this little-known little girl could defeat Chang Wei.

(End of chapter)