The battle in the arena continued.

Qin Wuwu touched his head, as if there was a barrier between his consciousness and his body, preventing him from controlling his body perfectly. Every command given by the brain has to wait for half a second for the body to respond.

"What is this? There must be something wrong with that jade flute. ”

Qin Wuwu looked at Liu Long's smiling face, and immediately found the problem.

But what surprised him was that Liu Long was suitable for learning this move, why Liu Long didn't take the opportunity to attack himself who had lost control of his body.

Watching the numb hand gradually regain consciousness, the recovery time made Qin Wuwu feel troubled.

It took him half a minute to find control of his body, and if Liu Long kept using the jade flute sound wave, he would have no chance of winning.

The crowd exclaimed.

Very few people would use a move similar to a psychic attack, because inheritance is a very troublesome thing.

It seems that there is only the wrong name and no wrong nickname, and Liu Long, the jade flute, showed his stunt in front of many people for the first time.

"How about it, my jade flute sound wave skills are not bad, not only did I give up my fist and practice my sword halfway, but also lost half of my strength, do you want to find a way to deal with it?"

Playing with the jade flute in his hand, Liu Long judged from the first move that Qin Wuwu had no way to deal with sonic spiritual attacks, which made Liu Long's mood suddenly improve.

The troubles caused by Qin Wuwu's sabotage plan disappeared with the fight again and again.

In Yancheng, he can cultivate his reputation at any time and pave the way for his future.

Finally, there was a life-and-death fight or a life-and-death fight proposed by Qin Wuwu, and Liu Long vowed to take this opportunity to kill this Shacheng genius who had not been pleasing to the eye since the first meeting.

On the other side, Yan Huainan held his chin and squinted at the two sides of the fight.

Mo Shang Jueran said that he was panicked and anxious...... How to face the big guy who doesn't get in on the line.

She didn't bring Sean to Yan Huainan to show her sense of existence, to show Yan Huainan how important she was, so that the cost of her disadvantage would be minimized.

Of course, it is the best situation not to be taken seriously by Yan Huainan, but she is not a little transparent.

As the seventh person in the world's assassin rankings, Mo Shang felt a natural sense of pride, how many assassins in the world were able to reach the top ten. If someone of her status does not have enough commissions or very tempting commissions, no one can force her to take over the task, let alone threaten her.

It's a pity that there is such a person in front of her.

Although Liu Long's jade flute sound wave skill has found another way, it seems that it is just an axe in the class on Moshang.

Watching Liu Long's movements open and close, he brushed by Qin Wuwu's Qiushui Sword every time, and then took advantage of the moment when Qin Wuwu's attack failed, blowing the jade flute to interfere with Qin Wuwu's situation, the pretended relaxed expression on his face, coupled with the under-beating action, all of them no longer clearly showed that he was playing Qin Wuwu.

In Mo Shangjueran's opinion, there were too many unnecessary actions in Liu Long's counterattack, which also gave Qin Wuwu too many opportunities.

The method of attacking people's spirits is not what kind of method is used, let alone what kind of weapon is used, but it is that she is fighting against Qin Wuwu, just staring at it with her eyes, keeping Qin Wuwu immediately fell into a deep hallucination and honestly handed over her body.

If it were her, at the end of the first move, Qin Wuwu should have been defeated.

How can the battle of life and death be like a cat playing with a mouse, and it should be that the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, when Liu Long did not distinguish the winner in the first time of Qin Wuwu's trance, Mo Shang Jueran judged that the winner of this battle must be Qin Wuwu.

Yan Huainan looked at the situation in the field with relish, and Mo Shang didn't know whether to continue to pretend to be transparent or answer Yan Huainan's question.

"Huh?"

Mo Shang Jueran heard Yan Huainan's dissatisfied tone, and his scalp was numb.

[Was this decision wrong?] 】

Smiling wryly, Mo Shang remembered that Sean kept making her angry along the way, and used different ways to drain her family, and kept assuring her that he would definitely return it to her with interest.

Shake your head.

[It's all his fault, and he is the one who doesn't keep the agreement. 】

"The moves are strange and Liu Long is a little immature, with a little training, maybe there will be a lot of growth."

Mo Shang Jue couldn't figure out the purpose of Yan Huainan's question, so he had to give an ambiguous answer.

This is the first time she has been a little transparent, or the first time she has experienced saving her life under power, and speculating about Yan Huainan's mind makes it difficult for her to adapt.

Mo Shang Jueran: "......"

I haven't waited for Yan Huainan's response for a long time, could it be that her answer didn't satisfy Yan Huainan?!

When Mo Shangjue secretly raised his head and wanted to raise something from Yan Huainan's face, a familiar voice came.

"Are you underestimating me? That thing can also be compared to my Sky Eye Communication? ”

It's him.

The indifferent voice hit the deepest part of Mo Shangjue's heart, and the memories that had been sealed for a long time were displayed in front of her eyes like a marquee.

The mountains are full of blood and hatred.

Mo Shangjue turned his head sharply and saw a man wearing a green robe, a knife on each side of his waist, and long white hair covering half of his face like a waterfall.

Shouted, "It's you!" ”

Mo Shangjue's eyes were red, and when he was about to attack, he lowered his head again.

It turned out that Yan Huainan's problem was not for her, but for this man, the owner of Xueding Mountain Villa, Zhuang Bixian.

At this time, Mo Shang Jueran's heart was full of bitterness. obviously wanted to kill that man with her own hands, but Yan Huainan was here, and she found that she couldn't muster the slightest courage to make a move.

Clenched fists, clenched teeth, and constantly tormented in the choice in my heart.

"Hmph~ You're still so useless." The man snorted coldly, and walked around Mo Shangjue and walked to Yan Huainan's side.

"Lord Yan is so majestic, why, you invited me here just to watch the monkey show?" didn't give Yan Huainan face at all, Zhuang Bixian stood straight in front of Yan Huainan.

The life-and-death battle, which was extremely important to Liu Long and Qin Wuwu, became a monkey show in Zhuang Bixian's mouth, and he didn't know how the winner would react if he found out.

Just like Zhuang Bixian's evaluation, if it weren't for misunderstanding the problem for himself, Mo Shangjuran would have given the same evaluation.

In their opinion, inferior means are like monkey plays, and maybe monkey plays are still a good evaluation.

Yan Huainan pointed to the venue with a smile and said, "Lao Zhuang, the characters found by the heroes of the respectful and wide posts are not in your eyes, and you can also understand my problems." ”

To put it mildly, he was not annoyed by Zhuang Bixian's tone at all, but began to complain about the problems he encountered.

Mo Shangjue pricked up her ears, if she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she would definitely have taken this situation as a joke.

Who doesn't know that Yan Huainan is the strongest man in the Qinglong Kingdom and has supreme rights, such a person is actually worried about mobilizing the power of the Qinglong Kingdom.

Shouldn't an order be given, and everyone will go along with it, isn't the Heroes Club just a swearing-in meeting?

"What's my business?" Zhuang Bixian still said little.

"I need the strength of Snowtop Lodge."

"Why should I help you?"

"Ten years of taxation in the land of a state."

"Okay."

After listening to a few simple words of negotiation, Mo Shang realized that Zhuang Bixian was still the same Zhuang Bixian, and he had not changed.

The hatred in his heart slowly rose, just like the previous choice, Mo Shang didn't know whether to make a move in front of Yan Huainan, or to continue to be her little transparent.

Whether it was Yan Huainan or Zhuang Bixian, the conversation between the two did not avoid her, and on the other hand, it could be seen that everything she did was somewhat useless.

Just as Mo Shang was thinking about it, an exclamation came from outside.

The corners of Yan Huainan's mouth turned up, took Zhuang Bixian's hand, and said, "Old Zhuang, guess who will win, why don't we gamble." ”

Zhuang Bixian shook off Yan Huainan's hairy hand, glanced at him with disdain, and asked, "What are you betting on?" What about the stakes? ”

"Bet on who wins and who loses, do you bet ......" Yan Huainan thought for a while and said with a smile: "It's better to pay ten years of taxes in a state, I win and you help me for free This time, if you win, I will add ten more years to you, how about it." ”

"Okay."

For a bet without a book, Zhuang Bixian did not hesitate, pointed to Qin Wuwu, who was half-kneeling on the ground and spitting blood, and affirmed: "The one who holds the sword wins, and the one who blows the flute loses." ”

"Are you sure?"