"In the next game, Yang Honglie will face off against Tuoba Dance." The elder in charge of the Heavenly Throne Martial Arts Platform announced loudly.

At this time, basically all the idle Shushan disciples in the square gathered under the Tiantai martial arts stage, Yang Honglie's name is not to mention, all the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect, no one does not know Yang Honglie's name, and Tuoba Dance is also a popular female disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect in recent years, and everyone is full of expectations for this competition between the two of them.

Yang Honglie was dressed in red brocade, and the whole person was still the same as Chang Le saw three years ago, decorated with countless priceless jewelry, and he stood in the ring expressionlessly, facing the Tuoba dance opposite.

"Tuoba Dance, you must be careful, if you find that the momentum is not right, don't fall in love, admit defeat immediately." Li Wuyan instructed in the audience.

Tuoba Dance on the stage nodded, with a solemn face, "Huh", a blood light flashed in her right hand, and the blood dance whip was already tightly held in her hand.

"Li Wuyan's woman, hehe." Yang Honglie smiled, the red light flashed, the red scale sword hissed, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Is he the one I'm going to face in a moment?" Tuoba Dance nervously shook the Blood Dance Whip in her hand, as if only this whip in her hand was her only support.

She straightened up, took a deep breath, and said secretly: "Even if I can't win against Yang Honglie, I must let him be hit hard, just to clear the way for Li Wuyan." In her hand, the Blood Dance Whip lit up.

"Water Moon Peak disciple Tuoba Dance, please give me advice." As soon as the words fell, Tuoba Wu's whole person turned into a red afterimage and disappeared in place, and a moment later, she had already appeared behind Yang Honglie and directly whipped it.

"It's really annoying, do you know that your whip can easily damage my clothes." Yang Honglie stood in place and didn't move, as if he had eyes behind his back, and grabbed the Blood Dance Whip in his hand with a direct volley with his left hand.

With a soft drink, his left hand pulled forward hard, Tuoba Dance felt a scorching true qi along the whip towards his body, and immediately took off the long whip, and the blood dance whip fell into Yang Honglie's hand like this.

"Originally, it was just a competition, and I didn't want to be too heavy on my junior sister, so I blamed it...... You are Li Wuyan's woman. Yang Honglie understated, faintly revealing a cruel smile, he moved on his toes, and the whole person galloped towards Tuoba Dance.

"Bang Bang"

Yang Honglie, who was galloping and moving, immediately lowered his face, and viciously raised the blood dance whip in his hand and whipped towards Tuoba Dance, and the leather whip made a dull sound on Tuoba Dance's delicate body, and at the same time, there was also Tuoba Dance's mournful wail.

"Tuoba Dance, hurry up and admit defeat!" Seeing this, Li Wuyan immediately yelled at the stage with red eyes, at this moment, his pupils unconsciously had a slight blood invasion, just like when he sacrificed the soul beads, the entire pupils were a little strangely terrifying.

"I'm not going to lose!" Tuoba Wu stood up with the pain on his body, his hands clenched into fists, his left foot slightly back, and his lower body was in a slightly squatting state.

Tuoba Dance is the closed disciple of Cheng Susu, the first elder of Shuiyue Peak, so Cheng Susu has also spent a lot of effort on her, and many immortal methods are tailored for her, because Tuoba Dance is extremely talented in martial arts, so Cheng Susu did not pass on too many immortal techniques to her, but taught a lot of physical techniques handed down from the immortal world, and there are very few people who practice this kind of physical arts, but the power will not be weaker than the immortal method.

Tuoba Wu clenched his teeth, stepped on the ground with his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he had already jumped into the air, and the whole person flew down like a meteor, flying towards Yang Honglie with a volley and sweeping over.

"I can't help myself!" Yang Honglie sneered, although he had not practiced the whip method, but with his strength not to fall into the realm, any magic weapon in his hands could exert great power, I saw that he raised it with one hand, and the blood dance whip quickly wrapped around the long legs kicked by Tuoba Dance like a vine, and pulled it directly.

"Boom!"

Tuoba Dance felt weightless, and the whole person was directly ripped off by the Blood Dance Whip, and slammed into the ground with a bang, Yang Honglie laughed proudly, and threw a provocative look at Li Wuyan in the audience, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his hand did not stop, and he waved it several times in a row.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

As Yang Honglie kept waving the blood dance whip in his hand, Tuoba Wu's whole person was constantly pulled into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, after repeating this several times, her clothes were already tattered, her long hair was scattered, and her body was covered with countless wounds of all sizes.

At this time, Tuoba Wu's whole body, which had been tortured by Yang Honglie, trembled, and he lost the consciousness of resistance, and faintly, he could even hear a faint sobbing.

"Li Wuyan, calm down, if you rush up at this time, you will probably be disqualified from the next competition." Chang Le saw Li Wuyan's hands clenched into fists, he was already about to rush to the martial arts stage, so he immediately stepped forward, hugged him tightly with both hands, and clasped him tightly in his chest!

"Lin Xiaozhuang, come and help!" Chang Le hurriedly shouted.

"Oooh!" Lin Xiaozhuang reacted at this time, and immediately squatted down, hugging Li Wuyan's legs tightly.

"Clever! I didn't think of a critical moment, but your reaction was not bad. Chang Le finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to kill him." When Li Wuyan raised his head again, Chang Le looked at his red blood-colored eyes, and suddenly a sense of fear of being in hell rose from his heart.

"Hahaha, do you admit defeat?" Yang Honglie walked towards Tuoba Dance step by step, kicked her in the chest, kicked her out a foot away, and then stomped on Tuoba Wu's face with a boot made of gold wire, constantly turning hard, and deformed her pretty face.

"Smack!"

"Yang Honglie, you are enough!" On the viewing platform, Cheng Susu's eyes widened angrily, and the whole person slapped the table and stood up, if it weren't for a few elders of the Shushan Sword Sect next to him to stop him, I'm afraid he would really jump down and slash Yang Honglie with a sword!

"You're in luck!" Yang Honglie also reacted, what he did today seemed to be a little too much, after all, Cheng Susu, the master of Tuoba Dance, is also the head of the same line, and if things are too stiff, I am afraid that it will be harmful to him, he snorted coldly, kicked Tuoba Dance in the stomach, and kicked her directly off the stage.

Li Wuyan immediately jumped up, caught the unconscious Tuoba Dance in time, and looked at the dozens of wounds on her body, large and small, and felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, and she couldn't wait to step forward and fight with Yang Honglie in advance on the spot.

"Don't be impulsive, it's important to treat her injuries first." Chang Le immediately took out a small pill and stuffed it into Tuoba Wu's mouth, took out a bottle of Shushan Ice Spring, opened her mouth and poured it into her.

"Next time, it's you, and you." Yang Honglie stood on the stage with his hands in his hands, and said condescendingly to Chang Le and Li Wuyan with a sneer.