Chinese Ding Chenming, who was closest to the fighting platform, couldn't help but clench his ears and gasp for breath, intending to dispel the irritability in his heart and suppress the boundless pain of the headache. I also secretly smacked my tongue in my heart, this Lu Shihao is really not a person with an empty name, and this roar alone is enough to make people frightened and inexplicable.

And in the roar, the first to bear the brunt of the cold cold was caught off guard, and his figure seemed to be slightly staggering.

Of course, Lu Shihao refused to miss this opportunity, he jumped up, and his hand knife slashed through a dazzling and graceful arc, slashing straight towards the cold neck, like a landslide and tsunami, surging forward.

Lu Shihao's movements were not fancy, just fast, fast like a meteor flying from the sky, and the light and speed of that moment were not blocked by anyone or anything.

Not only that, but at the same time, he also kicked in the air and swept across Leng Han's waist.

The iron legs are like whips, strange and ferocious, like a steep hurricane, with a sharp roar that tears through the air, and hits it, its momentum is so powerful and powerful that it seems that even space can be torn apart. And under the sweep of the iron legs that can be broken into powder and shake the mountains, the sound of the wind that rolls with the wind around the legs, screams and hisses, and seems to bring endless killing opportunities.

The combination of fists and feet contains the power of stirring heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth seem to be endowed with endless murderous aura by Lu Shihao, who has incarnated as an ancient fierce god at this moment. The gloom was terrible, and the noise hissed with him rushing towards the cold cold.

Wei Zhonghua and the others, who had just recovered from Lu Shihao's deafening roar, couldn't help but show sadness and horror when they saw this, they expected: Under Lu Shihao's fierce blow like a raging shore, even an iron man was also flattened, not to mention a living person.

Wei Zhonghua and Han Yiheng exclaimed in unison, their eyes couldn't bear to see, they sighed and closed their eyes, and their hearts were dead. But Ding Chenming clenched his fists excitedly, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, trembling and eagerly waiting for a bloody scene to happen.

And the person who was watching the duel in a hidden corner couldn't help but exclaim, only to find that he was out of shape again, and hurriedly covered his sexy little mouth, but his face was full of horror and confusion, only to feel that a heart floated to the air, and the whole person began to crumble. Fortunately, at this time, everyone was engrossed in the fierce competition on the stage, and no one noticed her presence.

Leng Bing Han did not dodge, and it seemed that there was no way to dodge at all, but in an instant, Lu Shihao's hand knife was already close to his neck, and he could even feel the reassuring warmth on his warm skin. And the gloomy color in Lu Shihao's eyes became more and more hideous.

At this moment, suddenly, a cold punch was struck, and the move was clumsy and unworkable, as if it was slow and urgent.

At this time, the surrounding air was infected by Lu Shihao's murderous machine, like a cloud, and the haze was terrible, but the cold punch was struck, like the scorching sun, and suddenly the dark clouds in the sky were removed, and the atmosphere of gloom and slaughter was no longer there, but it was replaced by a blazing tyrant.

Lu Shihao breathed rapidly like an oxygen-deficient fish, as if the air around him had fled away under the cold and cold punch that seemed to be simple and unpretentious, but actually occupied the power of heaven and earth.

Lu Shihao's heart trembled, and he couldn't even control his moves, but he only lost his mind for a moment, and the cold fist came first, and it was printed directly on his chest. Lu Shihao suddenly looked like a kite with a broken string, and involuntarily flew diagonally out and deflected. After gliding through the space of five meters, it landed diagonally. Falling on the ground, he was castrated, staggering back a few steps, although he tried his best to stand firm, but under the action of great inertia. But he was unstable and sat down.

As soon as Lu Shihao's body touched the ground, he immediately jumped up, stretched out his hand to probe his chest, but he only felt that his breathing was smooth and unharmed, and he couldn't help but be stunned, Leng Binghan's punch seemed to be earth-shattering, and the power was amazing, and he was ready to be injured in his heart, but how could this ......

Lu Shihao stared at a pair of suspicious eyes, staring blankly at Leng Bing Han, full of surprise.

Leng Binghan stood motionless, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, standing happily.

If he is able to punch this punch, it will be impossible to resist it with Lu Shihao's domineering hard qigong, and the result will inevitably be a depression and fragmentation of the sternum. Died tragically on the spot. It's just that I felt that this opponent was still above board, and I couldn't help but feel a little good, and when I started, I couldn't help but change "hit" to "push", but I just pushed Lu Shihao out, but it didn't hurt him at all.

Lu Shihao was suspicious in his heart, and after being stunned for a while, he suddenly realized in his heart that he knew that it was Leng Binghan's subordinates who showed mercy, otherwise he would definitely be seriously injured under his sharp punch. However, when I was grateful, I couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, scratching my heart and lungs, all because I had won a hundred battles for many years, and the pride in my heart seemed to have been hit extremely hard, and suddenly a hundred tastes were mixed together, and I only felt that this was a cold and humiliating humiliation on my head!

Lu Shihao is a talented and talented martial arts prodigy, and has never been defeated in 20 years. Now in the hands of this nobody, it is completely defeated. Shame, sadness, unwillingness, a series of negative emotions came to my heart, and my face was constantly changing color, cloudy and uncertain.

The two of them were at first abandoned, and their movements were dizzyingly fast, and almost all of them were confused, not knowing what the situation was at all. The whole heart was tightened, holding his breath and calming, he didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, and his mind was already immersed in it. But as soon as he saw Lu Shihao landing, Leng Binghan was calm and relaxed, and no matter how layman he was, in the duel just now, it was Leng Binghan who defeated the prestigious Lu Shihao.

Han Yiheng jumped up happily, and Wei Zhonghua was also smiling, clenching his fists excitedly. And Ding Chenming's face changed drastically, and he began to scold Lu Shihao for being vain, and he couldn't even beat Leng Binghan, which was really embarrassing and thrown home.

"Hiss......" Ding Chenzhi in another private room couldn't help but gasp when he saw this scene. looked carefully at the cold and calm expression on the stage, and said in a deep voice: "Third child, how did this cold and cold do it just now?" All this lightning just now made him feel like a dream, and he couldn't believe it.

The man named Lao San was silent, but there was a complex light in the depths of his eyes, like surprise, and even more like deep fear.

Looking at the cold on the other side, Lu Shihao's eyebrows suddenly became gloomy, his expression trembled, and his face was like dirt.

Leng Binghan's punch that shattered the void just now also made him completely wrapped in the fear rising from the bottom of his heart. Although he was unconvinced, he also clearly understood that even if he did it again, he would not be able to resist this blow at all.

Standing there stunned for a long time, Lu Shihao said dejectedly: "I am defeated......" This sentence that he didn't want to say in his life seemed to be said by him with all his strength, and his body trembled, and his whole body was filled with a strong sense of frustration and failure, and even his heart couldn't help twitching violently.

"**, Lu Shihao, you bastard, dare to play fake boxing in front of Lao Tzu, don't you?" When Ding Chenming heard this, he was anxious and angry, and scolded suddenly, his facial muscles were twisted, as miserable as a ghost, and he rushed to the stage, pointed at Lu Shihao and said with a cruel smile: "If you want to save your fucking Xiaoling, hurry up and give it to me, even if it is death, you must die on the stage for me, otherwise Lao Tzu will never let you go." ”

"Xiaoling!" Lu Shihao's eyes were cold, and his whole body trembled. As soon as he thought of his lover who was like a flower and jade, the infinite regret that rose in his heart instantly turned into surging hatred, and he couldn't care about the honor and dignity of the warrior, his eyes were red with blood, and his expression was even more miserable, and he rushed towards Leng Binghan desperately, and shouted angrily to Leng Binghan with a smile on his face: "Fight, keep fighting!" ”

Leng Binghan smiled slightly, and asked indifferently, "Did the Ding family force you?" ”

Lu Shihao was stunned for a moment, his face froze, and he shouted loudly: "Don't do your business, come and fight, quickly!" "It sounded like a mad tiger.

Leng Binghan sighed lightly and said, "Say it, maybe I can help you." ”

Lu Shihao's eyes lit up, and a trace of hope rose in his heart. Since this Leng Binghan dares to touch the tiger whiskers of the Ding family, he is also a person with a great background, at least he should not be inferior to the Ding family, is he really able to help himself?

Unexpectedly, Ding Chenming in the audience saw that the two of them did not move, but instead started talking, and they were also nervous and trembling, and shouted loudly: "Lu Shihao, hurry up and give it to Lao Tzu, if you grind again, you really won't be able to Xiaoling." ”

The voice was quite uneasy, and when he heard it in Lu Shihao's ears, he became more and more upset, and a chill rose in his heart. No matter what the origin of the cold is, now Xiaoling is in Ding Chenming's hands, and no one can reach it. If there is really any accident, he doesn't believe that Leng Binghan will really fight against the Ding family for such an insignificant person as him.

In a helpless and tyrannical roar, Lu Shihao suddenly pounced, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is: even if he fought for his own life, he wanted to keep Xiaoling safe.

Caught off guard, he was entangled by Lu Shihao, wanting to kill the killer, but he couldn't bear it. Through the conversation between Ding Chenming and Lu Shihao just now, he somewhat understood that the key was in the person named Xiaoling, who seemed to be detained by Ding Chenming and forced Lu Shihao to face off against him. It seems that he is also a man of temperament.

Leng Binghan Dasheng was touched, looking at Lu Shihao, who looked sad and almost crazy, and only felt cordial and sympathetic.

But Lu Shihao became more and more furious, his eyes were red, and his fists and feet continued to hit Leng Bing Han like a storm, with a ferocious momentum that put him to death. When Ding Chenming saw this, he couldn't help but get excited, applauded vigorously, and shouted for Lu Shihao to kill Leng Binghan.

Its crazy appearance is tantamount to a madman. Cat flutter Chinese