Suddenly, Chen Tianyang carried a majestic energy with a condescending momentum, and headed towards Yun Zhenxiong, the speed was so fast, the energy was so majestic that it rubbed the air and ignited a red firelight, like a red meteor.

When have you ever seen such a fantasy scene? They were so shocked that they forgot to exclaim.

Deep in the depths of the sword qi machine locked the center, Yun Zhenxiong's eyes widened, fearless, a terrifying internal strength of a strong man in the late stage of the grandmaster, finally raised to the top, suddenly jumped up, both palms out, the terrifying internal energy surging out, forming a white moonlight light, facing the red meteor, shouting: "The wind is surging!" ”

In an instant, the red meteor collided with the white moonlight in the sky.

Suddenly, the red moon and the moon reflected each other, and the night seemed to be a colorful day, "Boom!" The loud sound came, and the violent energy gushed out from the intersection of the red mangs and moonflowers, as if forming a violent wind of seven or eight levels, blowing everyone almost standing unsteadily and flying backwards.

Everyone was horrified, just the energy leaked out was terrifying, and how terrifying should Chen Tianyang and Yun Zhenxiong, who were in the center, face under coercion?

Suddenly, in the red moonlight, there was a muffled sound of pain, and a stream of blood splattered out and scattered on the ground.

Everyone was surprised and watched nervously, all waiting for the moment when the winner would be decided.

Qin Xinran clutched the collar on his chest tightly, feeling his heart tangled.

Suddenly, a figure fell from mid-air to the ground, snorted, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

It's Chen Tianyang!

He was shirtless, and his sturdy flesh could clearly be seen, and there were several wounds on his body, which looked like blood.

Could it be that Chen Tianyang lost?

Everyone exclaimed, a heavy feeling pressed on everyone's body, even the amazing and brilliant Mr. Chen lost, so the people present were not allowed to be slaughtered by Yun Zhenxiong?

Pei Linghui breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of her mouth curled up with a vengeful smile.

"Ah, Tianyang...... Qin Xinran exclaimed in surprise, a mist appeared in his eyes, he didn't care about it anymore, shook off Yu Yuehua's hand, and ran to Chen Tianyang's side in a hurry, holding Chen Tianyang's arm, looking at Chen Tianyang who seemed to have become a bloody man, and said distressedly: "Tianyang, are you okay, the injury is so serious, let's go quickly, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Chen Tianyang's face was a little pale, but there was no gloom in his eyes, but his spirit was full of energy, and he looked charming.

He shook his head, smiled, and said, "I'm fine, it's Yun Zhenxiong who has something." ”

After that, Chen Tianyang also stretched out his index finger and pointed in mid-air.

Everyone was shocked, listening to Chen Tianyang's meaning, could it be that the person who lost was Yun Zhenxiong?

Pei Linghui's smile immediately stiffened, and she muttered to herself: "Impossible, Uncle Yun will never lose." ”

In mid-air, the red mang Yuehua gradually disappeared, revealing Yun Zhenxiong's embarrassed figure, and he suddenly broke his right arm, and the broken arm was being held by his left hand, with pain and disbelief in his eyes.

"What, Uncle Yun...... Uncle Yun actually had an arm broken, how could this be? I don't believe it, I definitely don't believe it...... Pei Linghui was shocked, and under the agitation of his heart, his eyes turned dark, and he took two steps back, almost fainting on the ground.

The next moment, Yun Zhenxiong snorted, his body was uncontrollable, and he fell not far from Chen Tianyang, struggling to get up, leaving scarlet blood on his broken arm, staining the ground red.

In this battle, the winner has been decided!