"You're looking for your own death!"

Han Ye's eyes shrank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He's already murderous.

He originally wanted Yan Beixing to succumb and humiliate Huaxia in public, but he didn't expect that although this Yan Beixing couldn't do his kung fu home, his bones were very hard, and he was unwilling to bow his head when he was killed.

With a sneer, Han Ye slowly pushed the black scythe blade in his hand forward, and a trace of blood flowed down the blade.

"If you don't bow your head, your throat will be broken."

"At that time, even immortals won't be able to save you."

Yan Beixing only felt a burning pain in his throat, he gritted his teeth, and wanted to scold again, but found that his throat could no longer make a sound!

Under the severe pain, Yan Beixing slowly stretched out his remaining intact hand and gestured his middle finger behind him.

"Click!"

Han Ye shot directly, grabbed the middle finger of Yan Beixing, and broke it down hard, directly breaking that middle finger!

At the same time, many spectators in the stands covered their faces with their hands, not daring to watch the bloody scene that followed.

Luo Zhengrong and Liu Ziyang sighed again and again, as the president and vice president of the Jiangnan Provincial Chamber of Commerce, the two of them could only watch Huaxia lose, but they had no way, and they were extremely ashamed.

On the contrary, it was Zhao Haojie, who was leisurely smoking a cigarette at this time, looking at the wild goose who had broken one leg and one arm with contempt on his face, and a satisfied smile was hooked on the corner of his mouth.

In this competition, he secretly opened a gambling game, speculating how strong the strength of Yan Beixing is, how unbearable the masters of the stick country are, plus many people already have patriotic feelings, almost most of them buy Yan Beixing to win.

And Zhao Haojie took the opportunity to buy Han Yesheng.

As long as Han Ye can win this first defense match, he will have hundreds of millions more in his account!

In one day, there are hundreds of millions more in the account, and even the second generation of the best rich like Zhao Haojie can't help but be happy in his heart.

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

As he spoke, the corners of Han Ye's mouth hooked up a cruel smile, and the sickle in his hand was about to swing down!

As long as the sickle is waved, the throat of the wild goose northbound will be completely slit, and the blood will flow like a river!

Everyone in the stands closed their eyes, not daring to look at the next terrible scene.

"Bang!"

But at this moment, there was a sudden explosion of metal collision in the air, and everyone opened their eyes and looked towards the center of the venue, only to see Luo Tian, who was sitting in the rest area before, had rushed to the stage at some point, with a silver blade in his hand, holding the black sickle.

How did he do it?

There was an exclamation at the scene.

Only Li Qingfeng's eyes shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

He could see it clearly, at the moment when the black sickle was cut down, Luo Tian suddenly made a move, directly attacking the opponent's front door, deliberately using the method of encircling Wei to save Zhao, if the other party did not withdraw the sickle, he was bound to be killed by Luo Tianyi.

At the last moment, he can also make reasonable use of tactics to relieve the siege for Yan Beixing, it seems that he still underestimated Luo Tian's strength.

"Hmm......"

Yan Beixing collapsed to the ground, a hoarse sound came out of his throat, and he tried to raise his head, and when he saw that the person who rescued him turned out to be Luo Tian, his eyes widened in shock.

"Don't look at me with such surprised eyes," Luo Tian said lightly, "I saved you just because your words are very appealing to my appetite, so you don't have to be too grateful to me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Luo Tian suddenly kicked out and directly kicked Yan Beixing to the stage.

Many medical personnel who had been waiting next to them immediately rushed over when they saw this scene, pulled Yan Beixing on a stretcher, and sent him for rescue.

"It's okay to save people, but ...... You're going to have to die for him! ”

A thick anger rose on Han Ye's face.

Luo Tian didn't speak, he just raised his chin and cast a contemptuous look at Han Ye.

"Surnamed Luo, are you crazy?! Come down! Even Master Yan lost, wouldn't you go up to find death! ”

In the stands, Liu Ziyang angrily reprimanded loudly.

"This kid is too young, young people are just easy to be impulsive, this is bad!"

Luo Zhengrong gasped and shook his head in annoyance, if Luo Tian was seriously injured by the other party again, wouldn't Huaxia have to lose face?

Only Su Lingwei looked at Luo Tian's eyes with a little more expectation.

She knows that Luo Tian will never do things that he is not sure of, since he dares to go on stage, it shows that he has confidence!

A man with self-confidence is the most attractive!

Under the gray sky, bean-sized raindrops fell, wetting the clothes of Luo Tian and Han Ye.

Luo Tian sneered, as if he hadn't heard those reprimands at all, and concentrated, his whole body suddenly condensed into the blade of his right hand, and slashed out with a knife.

Han Ye raised his hand to block the sickle in front of him, and stubbornly resisted the blow, his body slid out a few steps, and he was about to fall off the stage in a few steps.

Han Ye habitually pursed his lips and smiled contemptuously, "That's all that strength? You Chinese people, it's really a bunch of wretched ......"

Sou!

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Luo Tian's figure burst out again, and there was a silver blade in his hand again.

Two-handed knives.

A knife stabbed in the chest, and a knife stabbed in the face.

"Heh, it's better than I imagined, it's decent, it's barely a waste, but it's a pity, you still have to die in my hands after all."

Han Ye raised his arm, and the black scythe suddenly shot out of his sleeve, dragging a long black chain, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, rushing towards the front at an extremely fast speed!

The two were on the verge of colliding together.

There was a gasp in the stands.

Everyone didn't expect that this stinky boy, who was not favored by everyone, would be able to burst out with such a powerful strength in an instant.

Merely...... Will he be able to take the other side's trick?

Even Master Yan didn't defend against the other party's surprise attack just now......

On the tattoo of the Nine Dragons coffin behind Luo Tian, there was a black dragon with angry eyes.

"Huh!"

Luo Tian's momentum soared suddenly, and he rushed forward as fast as thunder.

With a swing of the sword, it struck the snake-like sinuous scythe away.

The black scythe swirled in the air, and the iron lock made a rattling sound, which was as fast as lightning again, mixed with the majestic qi machine, and flew again in a circle.

Soon, the black scythe was mixed with endless murderous aura, and it attacked the Luo Tianmian Gate head-on.

Is it the speed of the scythe and the advantage, or the fierceness of Luo Tian and the more invincible?

Han Ye's arm holding the iron chain was already bruised, and his blood was surging.

And Luo Tian's speed skyrocketed again, God knows what hole cards the other party has, so he only opened a dragon eye, taking advantage of this moment when the offensive is in full swing, he can temporarily suppress the opponent's offensive, so he quickly rushed forward and handed out a knife, trying to change from defense to offense!

Victory or defeat is only a split second!