Hualan Mingbo raised his sword, the tip of the silver sword quickly slipped down, this sword, the crazy old man Long Zhentian dodged again, I don't know if it was a coincidence or the strength of the old man himself, Hualan Mingbo has swung his sword at him more than eighty times, and there are seven or eight times full of killing intent, this old man who can't help but be weak has avoided it all, if it is a coincidence, it will inevitably make people sigh, this luck is too good, if it is strength, what kind of rough movements are he dodging the sword, which makes people laugh when they look at it, funny, and want to amuse the dead.

At this time, the old man was panting, he dodged more than eighty swords in a row, and he was naturally too tired, Hualan Mingbo swung more than eighty swords in a row, and he was too tired to stand there panting.

"It's not true, this old man has dodged my continuous slashing. Hua Lan Mingbo thought, his head broke out in a cold sweat, and he felt incredulous about this.

The audience's laughter stopped, and there were several screams one after another, it sounded like a young girl screaming enthusiastically, and the old man turned his head to see that it was three good-looking girls, about sixteen or seventeen years old, they stared at the stage, and cast their eyes of admiration at Hualan Mingbo, and after screaming, they shouted in unison: "Come on, Hualan Mingbo, we love you!"

"I love you to death. ”

These numb words did not arouse the slightest interest of Hua Lan Mingbo, but they got into the old man's ears, stirring up echoes in his cochlea, and the melody of these deadly sounds repeatedly stimulated his eardrums, and the next second, his eyes were empty, as if he had no love.

"So many good-looking girls are actually cheering for this little ghost who dances with a sword, is my old man so unsightly. Long Zhentian thought in his heart, his heart was like ashes, although those girls didn't fall in love with him at all, he was so narcissistic, thinking that he had lost his sweet love, at this moment, all the sadness accumulated in his heart, and gradually turned into anger.

Seeing that he had no intention of resisting, Hualan Mingbo flipped the blade of the knife and raised it high, intending to knock the old man unconscious with the back of the knife, and muttered in his mouth: "Since you don't resist, then please step down." ”

The back of the knife slowly smashed towards Long Zhentian, Long Zhentian still lowered his head, his face was gloomy, and when the back of the knife was about to hit him, he suddenly raised his head and roared at Hua Lan Mingbo: "Unforgivable, unforgivable!"

As soon as this shout came out, an invisible air flow popped out from him, and it quickly spread around, and Hua Lan Mingbo immediately blocked it with his sword, but he was still two feet away by the air current.

The air flow was not over yet, the entire ring was trembling, and the air flow that popped out of Long Zhentian's body seemed to intend to line up all the surrounding items, not even the floor, and there were several cracks in the lattice under his feet.

The powerful qi calmed the whole venue, and the audience stared with bated breath, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and Ke Le couldn't help but sigh: "This old man, so angry!"

Again, it was Hua Lan Mingbo, as an opponent, he used his sword to block the air flow, and his body stopped sliding, in the face of such a powerful air flow, his eyes widened, his mouth stammered, and his heart was horrified: "What kind of deterrent power is this! This old man, what is it and where is sacred!"

After being surprised, his heart was more frightened and puzzled.

Lord Ling Yin on the observation deck looked at him, frowned, and thought: "Can just releasing anger produce such a big fluctuation, and it doesn't seem that his strength has decreased with age, then again, how could this guy come to the game to make trouble? ”

He didn't expect this old man to come, so he was in a state of shock, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time, why did such a big man appear here? Shouldn't he have been in that place all along?

In the ring, Long Zhentian was still roaring: "The hateful little ghost, he actually snatched love with a knife, so many good-looking girls, all of them were abducted by me, unforgivable, unforgivable!"

After he finished speaking, a stronger qi erupted from his body, and Hua Lan Mingbo was expelled.

Hua Lan Mingbo listened to him, and he didn't know what he was talking about, so he thought: "What kind of madness is this old man!"

It didn't take long for the airflow that popped out of his body to gradually weaken, and it didn't take long for it to disappear completely, Long Zhentian gasped, as if he was too tired to do it, he looked at Hualan Mingbo, his anger was unabated, he took a sharp breath, and spit out from his nose and mouth, and in the air he spit out, there were a few flames fluttering, and they quickly dissipated.

Long Zhentian's eyes were like torches, staring directly at Hualan Mingbo, his face was still gloomy, and he admonished: "I'm angry, you'd better come to your senses." ”

After speaking, he put his palms together and inhaled sharply, his lungs seemed to have inhaled enough, and they swelled a little, his eyebrows were lowered, and he read in a vague voice: "Fire Walk, Dragon's Breath." ”

Then, he lowered the line of his mouth, and from his thin mouth, a line of fire erupted, and when the line of fire reached the end, it swelled into a large fireball and went straight to Hualan Mingbo.

The huge fireball caused a violent shaking and went straight to Hualan Mingbo, and Lord Ling Yin on the observation platform broke out in a cold sweat, and said in shock: "This guy, do you want to ruin the ring!"

Faced with such a huge fireball, Hualan Mingbo swung out two sword qi, but the sword qi was not enough to split the flames, such a big fireball in front of him attacked him, he chose to jump away and dodge.

At the last moment, the dodge was successful, and the big fireball grazed past him, not burning him, but the fireball flew towards the audience, and the situation was a little bad!

Cola jumped over, and a giant blue hand grew from his arm, catching the fireball with one hand, and it took five seconds for the blue hand to catch the fireball.

Ke Le was a little bored with the old man, and couldn't help but sigh: "Really, won't you control it a little, and you want me to wipe your ass." ”

The old man was still angry, He waved his hand, and a six-pointed star yellow light circle appeared in front of his hand, he stretched out his five fingers into the magic circle, and after passing through the magic circle, it turned into a huge cyan dragon claw, he seemed to want to become a dragon, everyone present was stunned by his actions and abilities, at this moment, Ling Yin stood up and shouted towards the stage: "Long Zhentian, do you want to make things bigger?"

As soon as this sound sounded, Long Zhentian raised his head and saw Ling Yin, seeing that he was so fierce to himself, Long Zhentian immediately let go of his hand, and the sense of anger disappeared, replaced by a panic.

Long Zhentian was in a hurry, his forehead was sweating, and he looked guilty, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, how dare I!"

He jumped out of the ring, shouting, "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, go immediately." ”

After saying that, he not only restrained, but was so frightened that he couldn't even compare with the game, and immediately walked away, and the audience didn't understand what was going on.

Fire, dragon claws.

Obviously, Ke Le stared at Long Zhentian's back, a burst of horror, he finally knew where he was sacred!