"How much to smoke, you can agree on your own, of course, the maximum is ten, there is a wall of gas in the way, you can't smoke as much as you want. Qian Ping did not hide the ridicule on his face at all.

The audience laughed wildly again.

Liang Teng knew that the qi wall that Qian Ping said was a self-protection mechanism of the human body, and no one could extract the vitality of others without limit, as far as the primordial monk was concerned, if he drew almost ten, the dantian would automatically produce a wall of qi, and the yuan beads could no longer be extracted.

"Ten of them, then. Sun Fanghao said with a smile, he lost twice today and was taken away from five Yuan Beads, and now he wants to double it from this waste!

Drawing ten yuan beads, for a monk with a gossamer, it is equivalent to directly hollowing out the dantian, and the foundation will be wasted.

This Sun Fanghao is definitely not a good bird!

"That...... Can you lend me ten empty yuan beads, I don't have them with me, and if I win, I won't be able to draw vitality. Liang Teng scratched his head.

The audience laughed even harder.

Sun Fanghao stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of empty yuan beads, and said with a smile: "Do you see these yuan beads, as well as the medicine for internal injuries, I have prepared them for you, it's really not good, I can also help you prepare the coffin." ”

Liang Teng was not polite, just walk over and take it.

Before Liang Teng could get closer, Sun Fanghao laughed in a sneer, and suddenly kicked out and went straight to the point.

This kick carries vitality, and it kicks out coldly, yin and ruthless, if it is kicked, ordinary people will be killed on the spot, and the monk will be crippled.

Liang Teng is angry, so vicious, Lao Tzu is not polite!

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yuan Zhu, and at the same time, his calf exerted force, and his right foot kicked out like lightning, which was also straight to the point, faster and more ruthless than Sun Fanghao's kick.

Yes!!!

Sun Fanghao let out a scream like a pig, his butt flew out directly, his body hit the rope fence and bounced back, lying face down on the ground.

Liang Teng took a step forward and grabbed Sun Fanghao's neck, Yuan Zhu flashed, hissed and extracted, Yuan Zhu was quickly full of vitality.

it, how to fat four?

On the faces of everyone in the audience, the smiles collectively froze.

They were all busy laughing at Liang Teng just now, and they didn't see what was happening on the stage at all, but in the blink of an eye, Liang Teng even got his vitality done.

Could it be that time ...... Oh my God, what am I missing?

Many people's thoughts were instantly confused.

Can anyone tell me what happened just now? Wait for me to take a look, the normal plot should be like this, the two people on the stage hugged their fists, and the waste made the first move, Sun Fanghao smiled slightly, pretending to be forced on the spot, and then lightly took it, and the waste slammed into the ground and was sucked away.

But now the finale is...... The waste is pinching Sun Fanghao's neck on the stage, pumping wildly!

After a while, it dawned on someone.

"Sun Fanghao must have cheated, there is definitely a shady scene in this!"

Immediately, echoing voices erupted.

"Yes, yes, maybe someone is betting on boxing, Sun Fanghao is deliberately losing now, in fact, to win the gambling game!"

"This kid must have made a lot of money! Fake boxing, shameless!"

"The fake is too obvious, it's a waste, and you can't even hold up a move, who believes it! It's also troublesome and dedicated to fake boxing, at least it's good to act like a little bit?"

Sun Fanghao almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Who is going to play fake boxing? You people are playing fake boxing, and your whole family is playing fake boxing! Lao Tzu was kicked down by someone, okay?"

But Sun Fanghao couldn't shout this sentence, because his neck was being choked by Liang Teng, his vitality was pumping, and his tears were also screaming.

What's more, his vital parts are estimated to be disabled.

Sun Fanghao covered his lower body, grief-stricken.

Before Lao Tzu's vitality was used, he fell to the ground inexplicably, this Liang Teng's cultivation is a waste, but why is his strength so great? Who said he is a waste? Stand up for Lao Tzu! Ah it hurts!

"Huh, why can you only suck five? Could it be that someone has already taken five away? You still owe me five, you remember!" Liang Teng took the five yuan beads, a little not very satisfied.

"Ahhh

was pinched by a waste for a long time, his vitality was drained, he was about to go crazy, he just got up to kill Liang Teng, and was smashed by something from the audience.

What rotten cucumbers, rotten fruits, rotten leaves, rotten watermelons......

Wait a minute...... Watermelon? Who threw watermelons so hard? And is there any humanity?

Bang!

Sun Fanghao was hit by a watermelon in his head, his eyes were dark, and he fell straight down from the stage and fainted.

The vitality was drained, and the vital parts were hit hard, and the body had been hollowed out, how could it withstand a watermelon to hit the head.

"You deserve it!" Another person was dissatisfied and spat a mouthful of phlegm on him.

At this time, Qian Ping suddenly walked over with his hands behind his back and asked coldly: "Liang Teng, Sun Fanghao is playing fake boxing, as an opponent, you should also participate, right?

Liang Teng hated Qian Ping's questioning tone, when he was on the earth, he always carried the black pot for others, so now he hates others for wronging him.

"Do you have any evidence to say that I participated? No evidence is tantamount to fart!" Liang Teng replied unceremoniously.

"You, a waste dare to die!" Qian Ping shouted angrily.

"Senior Brother Qian, let's leave immediately!" Ma Shanhe panicked, Liang Teng was brought by him, and he couldn't escape if something happened.

"Let's go, do you want to leave after playing fake boxing in my field?" A figure walked over, it was the disciple surnamed Lu surnamed Tsing Yi who asked Qian Ping to drive Liang Teng away just now, the boss of this black field.

"According to the rules, if you fight fake boxing, you must suck the vitality on my body before I can leave!" The disciple surnamed Lu snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to stop Ma Shanhe.

Just then, a voice came.

"Lu Gao, there shouldn't be much vitality on this waste, just leave it to me, I'll suck a few of him, make up a whole number, and then I still have something to do, so I won't stay much today." ”

When the Qingyi disciple named Lu Gao saw the person who spoke, he immediately became respectful and said, "Since it was Senior Brother Liang who spoke, I will naturally listen to you." ”

Since someone is willing to clean up this waste, Lu Gao naturally won't say much, not to mention, Senior Brother Liang's cultivation is much more powerful than him Lu Gao.

The senior brother Liang who spoke was not tall, but his eyes were very fierce, he hummed in his nostrils, and jumped onto the high platform with a light effort.

There was a sudden discussion from the audience.

"Good kung fu! worthy of Liang Yunshan!"

"Then it goes without saying, Liang Yunshan's ten gossamer cultivation, didn't you see Lu Gao's compliment? That waste is dead, there are at least five or six fighters who died under Liang Yunshan before, right?"

"Liang Yunshan has won three games today, eight yuan beads, and then draw two from this waste, it will be enough for ten. ”

"Hey, do you think the waste will be blown up by Liang Yunshan, I'd better sit back, don't wait to stick the flesh and blood to my body, Liang Yunshan is too violent, and I like to beat people with blurred flesh and blood. ”

Liang Yunshan's eyes were red, and there was a bloodthirsty momentum on his body, and at first glance he was the kind of person who fought and killed.

He glanced at Liang Teng, made a gesture to come over, and said in a hoarse voice: "Waste is still playing fake boxing, you have lived for so many years as a joke of Da Liang City, and it should be over." ”

"I didn't fake boxing. Liang Teng said calmly.

"That waste, what are you still quibbling about when you are dying! Senior Brother Liang said that if you fight fake boxing, you will fight fake boxing, hurry up! Don't delay Senior Brother Liang's time!" Lu Gao urged angrily in the audience.

"It's just that the color of a gossamer, and the mouth is hard, and no one sympathizes with him when he is killed. "Someone in the audience is starting to get impatient.

Liang Teng threw the Yuan Zhu in his hand to Ma Shanhe, glanced around, and said: "A gossamer, the cultivation is low, so I think I am playing fake boxing, this is your reason?"

"Yes! In this place, if you don't have strength, there is no reason, and if you don't have strength, you can only lose or die!" Liang Yunshan stepped forward, and his killing intent overflowed.

"That's it......" Liang Teng smiled, "Then, I'll let you see what strength is!"

Before the words fell, the black hairspring in Liang Teng's hands suddenly broke out.

Two, four, six, eight!

Before the audience could react, they saw Liang Teng's right fist clenched, as if it was full of the power of the sky, his feet stepped on the ground, his body soared into the air, and he directly punched Liang Yunshan.

A terrifying vitality struck, Liang Yunshan was startled, the pupils of his eyes contracted sharply, and he subconsciously crossed his hands and blocked his chest.

Click!

Liang Yunshan's arms were broken in an instant, and his whole body flew out upside down, hitting the rope fence and swishing back, and before he landed, Liang Teng had another big foot and kicked in the chest.

Boom!

Liang Yunshan was directly kicked off the high platform in the air, like a broken basket, rolling on the ground for a long time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.

One punch, one kick, Liang Yunshan lost!

Everyone was like a fool, and their minds went blank.