Seeing that the comer was not good, Long Fist's face was also gloomy, and he competed with each other: "So what?"

"How?" the thin man's mouth turned cold: "Of course, it's to give my brothers some face!"

After that, he shook his head and sneered: "Is there a kind of one? I don't use the beast pattern!"

Seeing this, Long Fist took off the Xuanqi boxing gloves under his hands, replaced them with the boxing gloves made of black gold and iron that he had been using before, and said disapprovingly: "Come on, I don't need Xuanqi anymore!"

"Really?" the thin man narrowed his eyes, and when he saw the dragon fist fall, he unhurriedly drew the thin sword at his waist. Long Fist looked at it, and it was actually a thin sword made of black gold and iron, and asked casually, "Don't use a mysterious weapon?"

The thin man frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Don't bother!"

"Really?" Long Fist swung his neck, made a 'clatter, clattered, clucked', rubbed his wrist again, moved his muscles and bones, and then grinned, "Okay!"

"Come on, then!" the thin man pulled away for a moment, then scanned the crowd, looking for something. Seeing this, the dragon fist, who had been in this duel for a long time, knew it in his heart, so he asked Lu Feng'er: "Brother Lu, why don't you be the referee?"

Lu Feng'er glanced at the thin man, and a trace of astonishment flashed on the thin man's face, this person is only a fifth-level martial artist, but since he said so, he didn't care, shrugged his shoulders and said disapprerovingly: "I don't care!"

"Okay, are you all ready?" Seeing this, Lu Feng'er no longer shirked and left the scene.

"Alright!" said Dragon Fist and the thin man in unison.

"Okay! Ready!" The two of them pressed down slightly: "Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, a burst sound came from the air, and the two figures burst out in an instant. There was a loud bang, and after a violent collision, the two figures retreated.

The dragon fist fiddled with his left shoulder, but he didn't feel very good, and a blood hole appeared in everyone's eyes, and blood dripped from it. The thin man wiped the blood left at the corner of his mouth, spit out a mouthful of broken teeth, the corners of his mouth were swollen high, and there was a lot of commotion in his head.

The crowd was shocked and did not understand what was happening. However, others may not be able to see it clearly, but Lu Fenger and Xiaoying can see it clearly, and as soon as the two of them came on the field, they exchanged moves in a posture of fighting for their lives.

Although the Dragon Fist also deviated from his body, hoping to dodge the sword, it was obviously not enough for the thin man with rich combat experience.

And the thin man also deviated his head, but under the same experienced Dragon Fist fighters, that action was also slightly redundant.

"Bastard, you're not bad!" the thin man tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"You too!" said in a deep voice. With that, his fist burst into a fist and blasted at the thin man.

The thin man immediately put on a monkey-like appearance and shouted, "Monkey King Sword!"

An inexplicable shadow of a monkey appeared on his sword, hissing and colliding with the fist wind, and bursting open. A strong wind swept in, startling the spectators watching the battle on the sidelines to retreat.

When the smoke cleared, the two figures were already scuffling together, and after the dragon fist slapped away the stabbing sword, the punch stabbed out like a sword.

The thin man raised his hand to block it, followed by a leg kicking into the belly of the dragon fist.

The dragon fist shouted, and the power of iron sand derived from the power of gold instantly covered his abdomen, making him take three steps back. But the huge force of the shock also made the thin man take three or four steps back, and his body was unstable.

And the dragon fist, which stood still before him, swung out a punch, and the iron sand turned into dust, and swept away at the thin man. The thin man was startled, jumped a few times, and dodged the frontal attack, but he was still stuck to his body by a lot of iron sand powder, and he looked gray.

This made the thin man who was a little clean-minded furious, and roared at the dragon fist is several sword qi shots, the dragon fist dodged left and right, and narrowly avoided this combo.

And at this moment, the thin man appeared beside him at some point, squatted down, and stabbed at the dragon fist, and a golden monkey shadow faintly appeared on the sword, hissing and screaming.

At this time, the Dragon Fist made a move that he did not expect, he did not dodge, but leaned against his sword, and the sword grazed his back, rolling up and spurting blood.

But the next moment, the dragon fist that was close to him suddenly smashed an elbow blow into his head, and he hurriedly turned his head, and the elbow smashed into his left shoulder, and he clearly heard the sound of his left shoulder bones shattering.

Then there was a 'boom', and the thin man was slammed to the ground, and the dragon fist raised a kick and stepped on him, but the thin man quickly rolled over and dodged.

But at this moment, a sneer appeared at the corner of Long Fist's mouth, and before the thin man could react, he spread out the palm of his left hand. Suddenly, as if he had been summoned by something, the iron sand on his body was pulled and flew towards the dragon fist with the thin man.

Although the thin man was shocked in his heart, he still didn't panic after a long time on the battlefield, and pinched the seal in his hand, using the spell that he hadn't fully mastered: "Golden Monkey Sits on the Clock!"

With this shout, his whole body was suddenly covered with a layer of gilt, and the dragon fist slammed into the golden thin man's body with all his might.

This time, it was like hitting the bell, and there was a tooth-sore trill, and the thin man's mouth and nose were filled with blood, and the whole person flew out upside down.

And behind the dragon fist, the wound was torn, blood was splashed, and as for its ears, blood flowed because of the sound wave attack, and the whole person fell to his knees, dizzy.

"I'll just say it! Lao Tzu...... Ahem..... 's attack couldn't be effective!" the thin man said as he coughed, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to get up and gave the final blow to the dragon fist, but his legs involuntarily went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Grass!" he scolded angrily, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to pause for a while and gasp for breath.

Everyone saw that their hearts were surging and their blood was boiling, whether it was the ancient barbarians or the mercenaries, shouting loudly.

After resting for about half a minute, the two of them stood up in unison, looked at each other, and the fist intent and sword intent in their hands were condensed to the extreme.

Between the dragon's fist and hands, the gray shadow slowly condensed, and behind the thin man, the golden monkey king took an offensive posture with him.

"The last blow!" The two shouted, and then the two figures burst out at the same time, Lu Feng'er used the power of the time, her nerves were tense, and when she saw that the situation was wrong, she planned to intervene horizontally,

Just as the two were about to collide together, a woman's majestic voice suddenly came: "Enough!"

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the two suddenly stopped in place, and the phantom of the dragon and the golden monkey king suddenly dissipated like smoke. The fist of the dragon fist had stopped in front of the thin man's head, and as for the thin man's sword, it also stayed in the throat of the dragon fist, the line between life and death.

The group looked at them in amazement, and they were at a loss. Suddenly, Lu Feng'er raised her head and looked not far away. I saw a woman wearing a silver mask, wearing white armor, and holding a spear, and at some point, she had appeared on the high slope.

Step by step, she walked this way. Finally, the ancient barbarians reacted, knelt down in front of the woman, and said in a trembling voice: "Big ...... Greetings to the General!"

"General?" Lu Feng'er was startled, and at this time, the silver-faced and white-armored woman walked to the two and stopped, the thin man had already knelt down, holding the dragon fist at a loss.

"What are you doing here?" the woman asked.

"We ...... We're fighting!" replied the thin man, trembling.

Seeing this, Long Fist also smiled dryly: "Yes..... We're talking!"

"You didn't know what would have happened if you hadn't stopped you, and did you have to be so happy?" the woman reprimanded mercilessly.

She trained the thin man to tremble, even the dragon fist didn't know why, and she was trembling all over, afraid that she would be too scared, and she didn't dare to take a breath.

Even so, the woman seemed to be angry: "You like to fight, don't you? When the time comes, I'll let the brothers in the entire barracks accompany you!"

Hearing this, the thin man broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "My subordinates don't dare anymore!"

"Don't make an example!" cried the woman in a deep voice.

"Yes!" the thin man breathed a sigh of relief.

"I feel like it's good to have a fight!" At this moment, another woman's voice sounded inexplicably in the crowd, and the melodious tone like a silver bell was mixed with the girl's excitement.

Everyone was shocked, and they turned their heads one after another, only to see a girl about eighteen or nineteen years old jumping down from the tree with a 'boom', jumping up and running to the silver-faced white-armored woman, holding her hand, and smiling at her:

"Auntie, why don't we hold a competition!"

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