Wang Yanben thought that he and Xia He would make a move soon, but in fact there was no shortage of smart people in this game, after seeing Lin Tianyang and Wei Jinchuan send disciples to stir up the situation one after another, many people understood that this competition was not simple, but they were afraid that the opponent they would face in the future would be stronger, so after the first disciple sent by Wei Jinchuan appeared, there were people around the ring one after another, in order not to give Lin Tianyang and Wei Jinchuan a chance to interfere again, but it was a pity, In this big drama, these people are just supporting roles after all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Click."

A crisp sound came from the ring, but it was a tall and thin young man with both palms from the left and right to stab a single knife to himself, and then his palms were wrong, and it was actually the steel knife that was broken from the middle, and then the person did not wait for the person with the knife to react, a foot went straight, followed by the right palm and slapped forward, 'click' in the sound of broken bones, the knife-wielding man's chest was sunken into a large section, and the whole person was thrown backwards like a broken kite, and finally fell under the ring, lying motionless on the ground, and there was no life at all.

"Next!"

The tall and thin man had no sorrow or joy, and glanced around the sidelines lightly, but this time there was a fierce look in his eyes, but no one dared to go on stage again for a while.

This person is the second disciple sent by Lin Tianyang, named 'Zhao Yuanfeng', who is extraordinary, but what is even more powerful is his pair of iron palms, it is not a problem to divide gold and break jade, if this person falls on his body with one palm, and he has not specially cultivated the strength of the body, he will really be seriously injured if he does not die.

Since Zhao Yuanfeng came to power, he has lost seven people in a row, but until now there is no sign of exhaustion of half of his internal strength.

In fact, up to now, there are less than twenty of the remaining people around the ring who have not appeared, and most of them have decided the winner in the ring, but unfortunately there is no one who can win three games in a row to enter the next round, if you really care, this Zhao Yuanfeng is the first to enter the next round, and even as long as he wins three more consecutive victories can enter the final competition, which shows the strength of this person.

But this is not the most desperate, this time Lin Tianyang and Wei Jinchuan each brought three young disciples, obviously the two sides have already had a tacit understanding, and Zhao Yuanfeng is just the second disciple sent by Lin Tianyang, there are even more powerful characters behind him!

"What kind of martial arts competition is this? It's basically selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, and getting such powerful characters, not to mention winning three games in a row, it's difficult to win one, I don't think it's okay to recruit relatives in this competition. ”

"What I'm saying is that the two high-ranking disciples of the Iron Fist Society and the Ghost Hand Sect are in the way, and there is no chance of winning at all."

"This Zhao Yuanfeng is so powerful, I don't know if there are any powerful people in the back, let's not go up and send them to death, let's disperse early."

Seeing that Zhao Yuanfeng was so fierce, there were many people around the ring shouting, and a few of them were shouting while heading towards the mountain road, obviously wanting to withdraw from the martial arts competition.

Seeing this situation, Lin Tianyang on the high platform said disdainfully: "Sure enough, it is a group of miscellaneous fish, especially those strangers, it is even more difficult to become a climate, so that the fox boss wants to choose a son-in-law from among these people this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult." ”

As he spoke, Lin Tianyang glanced at Wei Jinchuan, and the two couldn't help but smile at each other, only to feel that not to mention the victory or defeat of this secret contest, at least it was the face of the Cold Moon Sect.

Ling Huqiu's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't expect that the people who came to participate in the competition this time were so poor that he couldn't even clean up Zhao Yuanfeng. Now that Zhao Yuanfeng is unstoppable in the ring, there are many strange things in the audience, Lin Tianyang is even more embarrassed by him in public, this face is about to be cleaned up, he can't help but glance at the third son Gao Siyan, but he sees that Gao Siyan's face is also cold.

Seeing this, Ling Huqiu couldn't help but look at Wang Yan's side, but Wang Yan learned to lean on the tree like Xia He and close his eyes to recuperate.

"This sword is really not a rabbit and an eagle!"

Ling Huqiu cursed secretly, then gritted his teeth and took out a wooden box from his arms, and then called a disciple, and after handing the wooden box to the disciple, he whispered two words.

"Two young heroes."

A moment later, the disciple walked in front of Wang Yan and Xia He, Xia He didn't react, but Wang Yan opened his eyes leisurely and said unhurriedly, "What's the matter?" ”

"Shizun asked the disciple to pass a message to the two young heroes, if the two young heroes are willing to defeat the people of the Ghost Hand Gate and the Iron Fist Society now, this thing can be delivered to the two young heroes first."

As he spoke, the disciple presented a palm-sized mahogany box with both hands, and Wang Yan opened it after taking it, only to see that it was a black four-leaf clover.

"Your stuff."

Wang Yan threw the wooden box to Xia He, and after this guy took it, he stretched his waist as if Meimei had woken up from sleep, and said, "It seems that it is my turn." ”

Without waiting for the words to settle, Xia He put the wooden box in his arms, and then jumped out like a big bird at his feet, and the shouts resounded throughout the audience.

"I'll come to Xiahe for a while!"

The sound is to the knife! Xia He jumped on the stage and didn't make much of a false salute, and slashed at Zhao Yuanfeng is head, this knife was castrated very quickly, but Zhao Yuanfeng had already been prepared, and the next step was to temporarily avoid the edge, but he didn't want a knife to protrude, and then the long knife in Xia He's hand was like a three, and three knife shadows were drawn out to cut Zhao Yuanfeng's left and right.

Seeing this knife, Lin Tianyang's eyes on the stage narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "It seems that the head of Linghu has finally made a move, but this person's sword skills are not weak, but if you want to defeat my disciple Yuanfeng, I am afraid that it is not enough." ”

As soon as Lin Tianyang finished saying this, his eyes opened suddenly, only to feel that between the changes in the qi on Xia He's body, a sword intent rose to the sky like a great sun, and Zhao Yuanfeng, who wanted to retreat, was stagnant, and his eyes showed a blurred color.

Whew...

Xia He put the knife back into the sheath and stood proudly in the ring, and a blood line appeared between Zhao Yuanfeng's neck, followed by blood surging out along the blood line, Zhao Yuanfeng's neck was crooked, and the whole person fell to the ground softly.

"This Xiahe has such strength?!"

"Being able to mix up the name during the passage period, this Xiahe is really not simple!"

"Is this Xia He really a player? Why are there so many differences between the same players? ”

The surrounding area of the ring exploded, and those who wanted to withdraw from the competition to recruit relatives stopped one after another, and they all looked at Xia He with a shocked face, no one expected that Xia He would be able to kill Zhao Yuanfeng with one sword, and some people even wondered if Xia He was an NPC, which was really funny.

And just as these people were talking, there was a loud shout on the high platform!

"Little man dares?!"

Seeing that his lover was dead, Lin Tianyang stood up with a 'pout', but his reaction was very different from when Gao Yuanchen died before, obviously this Zhao Yuanfeng was not a player.

Seeing Lin Tianyang's gaffe, the Heavenly Hatred Dao said coldly: "Is Lord Lin Xiang ready to even lose the face of the Iron Fist Society?" Do you want to teach these juniors a lesson? ”

"Brother Jin, this little mirror mountain is still the territory of Hengshui City after all, how can outsiders be so presumptuous and kill my people?"

"When you go to the ring, you are at your own risk!"

Ling Huqiu raised his eyebrows and shouted, and then said: "Besides, the Lingtu didn't spare half a point before, could it be that your iron fist will be so domineering, as long as you kill people, no one is allowed to kill you?" ”

Lin Tianyang was speechless for a moment, glanced at Ling Huqiu hatefully, and then sat down and said to the last young disciple behind him: "Yuan Xiu, if you go up now, how sure are you about dealing with this swordsman?" ”

"Five-five."

Hearing this answer, Lin Tianyang couldn't help but set his eyes on Wei Jinchuan, this person immediately understood, and said with a smile: "My ghost hand gate is not afraid of the sword divine intent, not to mention that I am still immature in the view of this person's sword intent, but it is only a mere effect of confusing the gods, so let the people of the ghost hand sect weigh this person in the pound." ”

Wei Jinchuan's face was triumphant, the first disciple he sent before performed far better than Gao Yuanchen sent by Lin Tianyang, and he was beaten off the ring only after the third round, but he was slightly injured, at this time Lin Tianyang begged him again, he felt that this time the ghost hand gate in the secret contest had the upper hand, so he waved his hand slightly, and a young disciple behind him came out and went straight to the ring.

This Ghost Hand Sect disciple's light skills are not bad, and he arrived at the ring in a few ups and downs, but this person did not immediately take the stage, because Xia He held the handle of the knife and accumulated the knife momentum at the moment when this person jumped out, and the whole person was like a treasure knife that was about to be unsheathed, and the closer he got to the ring, the more he could feel Xia He's incomparable determination, in this case, this Ghost Hand Sect disciple did not dare to take the stage at will.

"Although the sword intent is immature, but the use of the sword is quite a bit round, no wonder this sword double evil can mix some fame in the South River Valley, and this Xia He alone has the potential to grow into a top swordsman in the future."

The Heaven Hatred Sword was extremely rare to open his mouth and praised it, and his eyes did not hide his appreciation for Xia He, Wei Jinchuan and Lin Tianyang's faces changed slightly when they heard this, and the Heaven Hatred Sword said leisurely when he saw this: "The Gao Zu of the Wei Hall Master may have a chance to win one or two points now when he comes to power, and if he waits, if this Xia He accumulates the sword momentum to the top, maybe the scene just now will be repeated." ”

"What are you waiting for!"

Wei Jinchuan didn't want to lose face, he originally felt that he had the upper hand, so he immediately shouted, and the disciple on the side of the ring immediately jumped up, at this moment, the sword light exploded, and the long knife in Xia He's hand slashed towards the disciple like tearing the sky, and between the sword light, the sonic boom rumbled, and the momentum was shocking!

Seeing such a knife, the disciple was in mid-air and it was difficult to dodge, and at that moment, his sleeves were flicked, and a short iron rod was exposed in each sleeve, and his arms were immediately blocked in front of him. This disciple was not slow to respond, but Xia He's knife was faster, and just as his arms were divided in two, the sword light passed between his arms, and then the sword light went straight to the disciple's waist.