Seeing the crane in the cloud taking the initiative to attack, Huang Pingfan was a little worried.

Because in Huang Pingfan's impression, Yun Zhonghe is a very elegant person, such a person is better at braking with static and waiting for work with ease.

However, now a guy who is better at guarding the plant and waiting for the rabbit, he will turn into a tiger, and want to take the initiative to attack the enemy, can this work?

Cao Ying, who was more familiar with Huang Pingfan, saw that Huang Pingfan's breath seemed to be still, so she smiled and said: "The one who shakes the fan, in fact, the most powerful thing about him is the fan in his hand, which is a magic weapon." Therefore, whether he is static or moving, below the Xuanshi realm, basically no one can deal with him. ”

Huang Pingfan, who was originally a little flustered, let go of his hanging heart this time.

After all, Huang Pingfan is not very familiar with the local Haoqiang disciples, and there are not many second generations who follow him closely.

Those second-generation guards, because they are relatively old, it is impossible for them to participate in this competition.

So, the remaining second generation, who is more capable of fighting, and who is more willing to obey his dispatch by Master Huang, Huang Pingfan almost knows nothing.

Therefore, Huang Pingfan still very much hopes that it is better to shake the fan in a string of twenty and penetrate it directly, so that he will not have any worries.

Knowing that no one below the Xuanshi Realm could defeat the crane in the clouds, Huang Pingfan was completely relieved.

The crane in the cloud rushed in front of the enemy, it was still the old move, and the fan unfolded with a bang.

The enemy was stunned for a breath, and the fan in the hand of the crane in the cloud slashed past again.

Poof

A large head flew into the air, a pillar of blood rose into the sky, and a headless corpse fell in response.

"Ahh

There was a burst of exclamation on the field, it was too terrifying, too cruel.

At the beginning, many people thought that although the fan was changed from passive to active, it was actually the same old tune. But the enemy, who has already prepared, will definitely change the situation of the previous one, who died so aggrieved.

Who knows, the crane in the cloud is not a repeat of the same old tune at all, and he directly wiped out the enemy as soon as he came up.

"You-"

The referee, Mr. Bald, was so angry that he almost took action himself, punching the cruel crane in the cloud into powder.

Like Mr. Referee, the ones who are angry are those guardians from other states. They were gearing up one by one, if it weren't for the fact that they happened to be in Liangzhou City, in the sight of the madman, they really couldn't continue to endure it.

But thinking of the madman who could beat them all into powder in a few breaths, their hearts involuntarily cooled again.

Although they were exposed by anger one by one, their faces were red and their ears were red. However, the body that has been trembling can't even take a step.

Immediately after that, the third came up, the fourth came up, and the fifth came up......

All the way up to the eighteenth.

"The contest begins!" the referee called out for the eighteenth joust to begin.

Before, the referee saw a full seventeen iron-blooded masters on his side, all of whom were ruthlessly wiped out by the fan-shaking fan, and his heart ached.

He felt a sense of powerlessness, all he could do was take advantage of the rules, and whenever his own people walked to the arena, he quickly shouted that the competition began.

Shaking the fan, the whole body is very tired and tired.

However, he did not give up.

Just after the competition began, he wanted to rush over and kill the enemy again, but he couldn't do it anymore, because the mystical power in his whole body was almost exhausted.

"Kill!"

The iron-blooded warrior rushed towards the crane in the clouds, but the crane in the clouds stared at the enemy in a demented manner, but he didn't make the slightest movement.

If it was at the beginning, everyone would definitely feel that the crane in the clouds was waiting for death.

But after seventeen bloody battles, seventeen bloody massacres, and seventeen tricks, no one dares to think that the crane in the clouds is waiting for death.

Even the bloody warrior who killed the crane in the clouds thought so in his heart.

Therefore, although he rushed over, he was cautious in his heart.

The sword in his hand stabbed the crane in the clouds simply and directly.

The crane in the cloud did not react, and let the sword pass through his body.

"Well, it's that simple, could it be a conspiracy?" the bloody warrior was in a trance, he couldn't believe that he had stopped that vicious enemy so easily.

Just when he was overjoyed and in a trance.

Like a crane in the clouds like a piece of wood, he suddenly raised his right hand, which had been hanging down, with a fan in his hand, and slashed across the neck of the trance-stricken blood type master.

"Ahh

The blood type master couldn't imagine that he was just in a trance for a moment, and then, the corpse-like enemy could be resurrected with full blood in an instant, and then ......

At this moment, the audience was in a sensation.

"Wow! pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!"

"Is this a Jedi counterattack, or is it a basic routine?"

"Awesome, amazing! A string of eighteen, perfect!"

"You say, can he run twenty in one go?"

"Hehe, this is Liangzhou, this is the master of Liangzhou, the bullshit master of other states, it's just vulnerable!"

......

Just when everyone was talking, Yun Zhonghe completed his final blow, and then, he gorgeously went backwards and fell straight down.

"Ah, the hero has fallen!"

"Ah, it turns out that it's not a routine, it's a Jedi counterattack!"

"Damn! With only the last bit of Xuan power left, he actually wiped out an enemy!

"Liangzhou Spirit! Even if you try your best to the last drop of Xuan power, you have to make the enemy suffer! It's so handsome, you can kill one person in this way!"

"It's too fierce! It's too fierce! Not only to the enemy, but also to yourself! Nanaid, desperately trying to be stabbed by someone, but also to trick the enemy into front of him, too fierce!"

......

It was at this time.

The referee, who still wants to play a scoundrel, continues to call people up, and takes advantage of the fact that the crane in the cloud is tired and falls, unable to speak, and takes the opportunity to erase him.

However, the referee's conspiracy was doomed to fail.

Because, at this time, the figure of the old cloud head floated in.

"Hehe, my little five is already tired, let's change people in the next game!" The old Yuntou smiled and took away the tired crane in the clouds.

The conspiracy could not succeed, and the referee was very unhappy.

It's that damn guy, in front of his own eyes, he very cruelly wiped out the eighteen iron-blooded masters on his side.

Can't find a so-called reasonable reason to erase him, how can the anger in his heart come out?

When the referee saw Lao Yuntou, he was actually a master of the Xuanzong Realm, and he thought of the first master in Liangzhou, a madman, so he had to ignore the crane in the clouds who disappeared in the martial arts arena.

He looked at Huang Pingfan.

"You, who will play next?"

Huang Pingfan was stunned.

Seeing that Yun Zhonghe was about to break through the whole game, it was because of the referee's shamelessness that he didn't give him any time for news, so that he couldn't continue after holding on to eighteen battles.

After waiting for a few breaths, Huang Pingfan seemed to understand that those mouth cannons in his camp could no longer be his help.

Huang Pingfan walked helplessly to the martial arts arena.

Huang Pingfan's realm has indeed reached the peak of the Xuanshi realm.

But his people, his realm, his words......

It's all parallel imports!

Seeing Huang Pingfan walking towards the martial arts arena, Cao Ying's heart was uneasy, up and down.

Others don't know, but Cao Ying knows very well.

Don't look at Huang Pingfan's journey all the way, the scenery is beautiful, and the killing is decisive.

In fact, he has always relied on a trick of "wife, suppression" to kill the enemy.

Now, Huang Pingfan is no longer under his protection, he is going to fly solo, and he has to really face the challenge of the enemy alone.

Are his wings stiff?

"The competition begins!" the referee saw Cao Ying's trance-like expression, and he didn't know what the reason was. However, he felt that the earlier the competition started, the better it would be for his side.