The man smiled awkwardly and stood there waiting for the countdown.

As soon as the countdown ended, the eighth-order man launched an attack on Jun Anzhi.

Jun Anzhi's eyes lit up slightly, this guy thought well, and knew that offense was the best defense.

The idea is good, but his opponent is Jun Anzhi.

Yang Zefeng also used a sword, and his speed was very fast.

But in Jun Anzhi's eyes, his moves are like slow motion, and he can easily see the flaws.

Jun Anzhi jumped horizontally and vertically, avoiding the man's first wave of attacks in a few clicks.

"It's Han Qingshan, who is ranked thirty-second on the eighth-order list!"

In the back and forth between the two, netizens took off the vest of the person who fought against Jun An.

"Oh my God! Who did Little Moon offend? Didn't you say the black fans in the live broadcast room? Is black powder so strong? ”

"Some people are dark in their hearts, and they can't see people!"

"Interesting! I feel that Han Qingshan is going to be beaten by Little Moon! ”

"Who's to say it isn't? My little sister is invincible in the universe! ”

……

"Phew!"

Jun Anzhi is out of the sword, which is a well-known Tai Chi sword among netizens.

I saw the bright sword light, like a net, trapping Han Qingshan's whole person densely inside.

"Poof!"

The familiar sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh was the same posture again, the same as the last one, Jun Anzhi was behind Han Qingshan, and the bronze sword stabbed him from behind.

I don't know the audience watching the game, but they are still watching fans in the live broadcast room of Little Moon, watching this scene, some people actually forgot to breathe.

"God, my heart is beating so fast, I think I should have a heart attack!"

"How can this young lady be so handsome? From now on, I will be her die-hard fan, I will learn whatever his martial arts videos teach, and I look forward to one day, I can be as handsome as the little sister! ”

"Same ......"

“+1……”

Indifferently pulled back the sword, and Han Qingshan was out.

"Eighth Order, is it such a master?"

I have to say that his sentence is a bit insulting.

In her eyes, the master of the eighth order may be a spicy chicken, which is not worth mentioning.

In this world, the eighth-order masters are already a group of people standing on the pyramid.

is such a person, he was killed by Jun An's trick in seconds, and at the end he was buried by him with words, which is still ......

How to live?

In a café that no one knows about the Star Network.

Several men looked ugly and watched the live broadcast room of Little Moon.

The girl in the picture is standing in the ring, her eyebrows and eyes are cold, and her eyes are deep, as if she wants to see through everything.

"Who's next?" A man in white asked the five people sitting next to him with a blue face.

"It's impossible for me to fight in the eighth order, and I'm going to give people heads!" The man in Tsing Yi shook his head and made it clear that he would not fight.

No matter which galaxy the eighth-order master is placed in, he is a figure with a head and a face.

If he goes up, he will be killed by a girl who is much younger than himself, and he will be killed in one move, which will make him walk in this interstellar space in the future?

"I'm ninth-order, I don't think it's possible for me to win." A middle-aged man in black said in a low voice.

Use one move against the eighth-order master.

He is a ninth-order, he is very strong, you are just strong, and in the hands of that girl, you may take a few more moves, but you will also die.

Can't kill with one move, those two moves, three moves?

There will always be obsolescence.

"That ......"

The man looked at the old man sitting in the corner with an embarrassed expression, who had been silent.

"Why don't we challenge her again?" Someone said hesitantly.

"And who's going to apologize? You? Someone sneered.

"I don't think Xiaoyue necessarily knows who we are, and we didn't go to his live broadcast room to make trouble, we were just invited to challenge the ring......"

Someone began to retreat.

Originally, the ninth-order physical arts master led the team, and in the ordinary ring, they only needed to send a seventh-order master to level people.

They had analyzed Little Moon's strength, and the Jedi couldn't have been that strong except for those subtle moves.

So the first is that they can't think of it, and send a seventh-order master.

It turned out that reality gave them a heavy slap in the face.

As soon as the seventh-order master entered the ring, he was killed by Xiao Yue's sword.

This operation directly stunned this group of people.

Then they once again underestimated Little Moon's strength.

An eighth-order master was dispatched.

This master is only better than the previous seventh-order master in the ring, but he has lived a little longer......

was unscrupulously killed by Xiao Yue with the exact same move as the seventh-order Yang Zefeng, and killed it in one sword in seconds.

At this time, this group of talents really looked directly at the strength of Little Moon.

"What the hell is this monster? This person is so strong that even an eighth-order master can kill it with a single sword. ”

Someone watched the live broadcast replay just now, wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his head and muttered.

"I'll go." The old man in the corner stood up, and his old face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

"This ...... Lu Lao, are you sure? The man in Tsing Yi asked quickly.

In an instant, he remembered the body of the old man in front of him, the ancestor of a certain big family...... Tenth-order physical master.

The question he just asked was a disguised question, aren't the tenth-order masters Xiao Yue's opponents?

The man in Tsing Yi turned pale.

"It's okay, I'm at my age, I've been studying martial arts all my life, this is my tenth-order strength, if I can't beat a little girl, it's not difficult to admit that my skills are not as good as others......"

The old man said lightly.

I have to say that this ancestor has lived to an age and has been promoted to a tenth-order master, and his mind is quite admirable.

"What the adults are talking about is ......"

Several men present spoke of compliments.

It's been three minutes.

After Jun Anzhi killed Han Qingshan, he stood on that stage for three minutes, and no one dared to challenge.

"No one?" Jun Anzhi glanced at the audience.

"If no one challenges you......"

"I'm coming."

Jun Anzhi was about to close the ring, when suddenly someone teleported in with a flash of white light.

"An old man?" Jun Anzhi was shocked.

Wrong!

Jun Anzhi carefully felt the breath of this old man.

"Tenth Order?" Jun Anzhi stared at the old man and asked.

"I'm Song Zhongkang, a tenth-order physical technique, I just saw the little girl's moves outside the arena are very exquisite, the old man has itchy skills for a while, and he can't help but come in and want to have a discussion with you."

Song Zhongkang's expression was bright and upright.

The Song family is a famous family in the G galaxy, a family, and it is a well-known fact that this family has a tenth-order master.

Some have heard of it, and many more are not even qualified to know about it.

Now, in a ring, he actually saw a tenth-order master, a god-like figure.

It is rumored that the world's physical arts master can blow up an S-class mecha with his bare hands.

Can fight the most powerful star beasts in the interstellar world with bare hands.

The appearance of Song Zhongkang made the star network world boil frequently.

"Alive...... Tenth-order master. ”

"Silly! The tenth-order master has been made a god, and he should be honored as an adult! ”

"Oh my God! Where is the little moon sacred? It has led out all the great gods of the world! ”

"A tragedy caused by black powder, is it still the climax?"

"Do you want to fight?"