"That's enough, seventh brother......"

"Enough, my brother knows your mind."

Yang Yanzhao stared at Yang Yansi who was like a blood gourd in the ring.

Turning around, he ordered Huyanda to gather the people.

Yang Yanzhao approached the ring step by step, and he didn't know when tears had begun to slide down his cheeks.

Mu Qing's body stiffened and followed behind Yang Yanzhao.

The people under the ring have begun to swell towards the edge of the ring.

"Puff~"

The big gun in Zhao Hong's hand stabbed out, and the head of the gun grazed Yang Yansi's waist, bringing up a splash of blood.

"Seventh brother, that's enough, stop, let's go home."

Yang Yanzhao threw himself on the edge of the ring and roared loudly and rushed up.

Upstairs, Zhao Defang frowned, and ordered, "Stop him." ”

The palace soldiers guarding around the ring immediately attacked and stopped Yang Yanzhao.

"Seventh brother!"

Yang Yanzhao wanted to break through, but was captured by the masters of the palace soldiers.

"I can't stand it."

Huang Mang roared at Zhao Hong on the stage, "If you want to kill, kill it, why humiliate people like this." ”

"Rush up and save the people."

Among the people, I don't know who shouted.

The people who were in high spirits rushed to the ring frantically.

"In front of the palace, how can you be presumptuous."

On the embroidery floor, Zhao Defang slapped the table, "Stop people to this king, on the ring, life and death have their own destiny." Unless one party admits defeat, no one else is allowed to interfere. ”

With Zhao Defang's order, many guards in armor and knives rushed out from both sides of the palace.

One by one, the guards unsheathed their knives, the edges of which were pointing outward.

stunned to keep the excited people out of the ring.

On the embroidery floor, Chai Yinping asked with a slight cry: "Brother Yi still wanted to recruit Brother Qilang just now, why do you want to put Brother Qilang to death now?" ”

Zhao Defang squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "This king has no intention of killing him, and this king also wants to save him, but the rules in the ring, life and death have their own destiny." This king can't ruin the reputation of justice and virtue that this king has been running for a long time for the sake of a Yang Yanhei. ”

Chai Yinping twitched and said: "In the heart of the righteous brother, isn't the life of Brother Qilang as important as your reputation?" ”

Zhao Defang glanced coldly at the maids and servants who were waiting on the embroidery floor, and after confirming that they were all his own people, he said coldly: "This king has no power, and the other has no power." If you don't even have the reputation of being virtuous, what can you do to avenge your father and brother, and what to take back what should belong to the king? ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

Chai Yinping cried and sat down on the ground.

Embroidered downstairs, in the ring.

Zhao Hong heard Huang Mang's shout, raised his eyebrows, and felt a little moved in his heart.

He remembered what Pan Renmei had told him when he left Pan's mansion.

"One son of the Yang family, the official is promoted to the fourth level."

Perhaps, he could take a chance.

It's just that I'm afraid there will be some price to pay.

In the eyes of everyone in the ring, he repeatedly cut through Yang Yansi's body, looking like a provocation and a joke.

In fact, only he knows it best in his heart.

Yang Yansi looked scarred, but none of them were on the vital point.

Every time his killing move approached, Yang Yansi would make his killing move lose more than half of its power with very little damage.

If he wants to kill Yang Yansi, he must take some risks and pay some price for his injuries.

Zhao Hong made up his mind, and the offensive in his hand was weak.

"Boy, I didn't want to kill you, but it's a pity that you are fighting endlessly, and if you don't kill you, this struggle can't end."

Zhao Hong put away the gun and stabbed it out.

Three spear flowers were pierced.

The three spear flowers were taken from Yang Yansi's throat and chest.

This move is the 'pinzi' trick in Zhao Hong's marksmanship, and it is also the most lethal move.

"It's over, boy. In the next life, remember to practice your guns well and come to me for revenge. Don't use the gun to get old......"

Don't use the gun for old age......

The gun is old......

The gun is old......

……

This sentence echoed in Yang Yansi's mind like a magic sound.

The depression and anger brewing in his heart were triggered by these words.

The depression and anger in Yang Yansi's heart were released at once.

At the moment when the depression and anger were released, a trace of realization also rose in his heart.

"The reason why he can see my gun moves is because I am too rigid in my marksmanship practice...... If you can't stab it, can I change it...... One force down ten will ......"

……

"Don't!"

"Stop!"

Under the ring, Yang Yanzhao saw Zhao Hong's fierce killing move and roared loudly.

Huyanda had already killed the soldiers of Caofu, Yangfu and Huyanfu, preparing to snatch people from the ring.

Mu Qing's face turned pale, and he closed his eyes meaningfully.

"Roaring ......"

A beast-like roar, the roar of a tiger rang out.

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, when the big gun in Zhao Hong's hand was about to pierce Yang Yansi's throat, Yang Yansi roared.

The big gun in his hand turned in a semicircle in the air and slashed fiercely at the big gun in Zhao Hong's hand.

With huge force, Zhao Hong was directly smashed and flew out.

The full strength of Yang Yansi's arms exploded, and the power was infinite.

Zhao Hong can't block hard at all.

Zhao Hong wanted to estimate the recast, but he didn't expect Yang Yansi's moves, there was no discipline to speak of, and even the martial arts he displayed were no longer considered marksmanship.

He carried one end of the spear, which turned into a steel whip in his hand.

"Boom!"

The big gun turned into a round circle, and a shot was thrown out.

The ring under his feet was smashed directly out of a hole.

The whole ring trembled.

Zhao Hong frequently rolled on the ground, dodging the big gun in Yang Yansi's hand.

Yang Yansi, who has infinite strength in the front, he doesn't dare.

He's waiting for his chance, waiting for a chance to fight back.

"Bang bang bang!"

The big gun in Yang Yansi's hand was like a pile driver, smashing in the ring.

The entire ring of the martial arts competition was smashed with holes.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Hong let out a low roar, seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he decided to give it a go.

"Bang!"

Seeing Yang Yansi's big gun fall to the ground.

Zhao Hong saw the opportunity for the big gun to rotate in the air, and the big gun in his hand rotated, stabbing out like a drill.

"Punch the word!"

The 'punching word' trick is indomitable, with the belief of nirvana.

"Puff~"

"Smack!"

The head of the gun stabbed Yang Yansi in the shoulder.

A big gun also fell from the sky and was imprinted on Zhao Hong's face.

The bridge of the nose is crooked, and the teeth are knocked out.

I lost consciousness with a buzzing sound.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, he saw Yang Yansi in his hand, and he didn't know when there was another big gun.

"Puff~"

Zhao Hong fell to the ground and fainted, Yang Yansi seemed to have fallen into a madness of venting, waving a big gun with both hands, smashing on Zhao Hong's body like a hot wheel.

Under the ring, everyone stared at Yang Yansi in amazement and fought back strongly.

"Gaba Gaba ......"

In front of the palace, except for Yang Yansi wielding two big guns, all that was left was the sound of broken bones on Zhao Hong's body.