"Stealing chickens and touching dogs!" Xue Lang scolded secretly, his face full of resentment.

The strength of his left arm forced the silver needle out and threw it on the ground.

"Hmph, if it was on the battlefield, you would have died of poison" Xu Shengzhi shook the paper fan lightly, his face full of pride.

These Nine Shadows and Eighteen Needles are worthy of being the word peerless, and it is not in vain that he cultivates day and night, and he pays a great price.

"Then I can't stop!" Before the voice fell, he turned and drew a soft sword from his waist.

In the uproar, the soft sword shook straight and stabbed at Xu Shengzhi by taking advantage of the situation.

Before he could come out of his smug state, when he reacted, the soft sword was already close to his face.

The sharp blade almost pierced his face.

"Oops!" I didn't have time to cry my father and call my mother, and my legs retreated again and again.

But the soft sword was like a maggot on the tarsal bones.

He retreated to the left, the blade sweeping down his throat.

He stepped to the right, the blade of his sword trying to take his eyes.

I wanted to cast the Nine Shadows and Eighteen Needles, but I didn't have a chance to make a move.

"Oops!" Zhao Wan chuckled in her heart, Xu Shengzhi took the lead and took the lead, but the silver needle was not quenched and not fatal, but at this time, it angered the opponent.

"This kid is arrogant and self-inflicted" Lu Lingxuan scratched his head.

Whew!

A sword stabbed Xu Shengzhi's left shoulder, and the soft sword pecked, directly piercing his left shoulder clothes, and the skin was instantly opened, and blood flowed sideways.

Xu Shengzhi's face was shocked and frightened.

"This style is called crane fishing, just to collect some interest" Xue Lang's face was excited.

How can it be ten years before a gentleman takes revenge? It should be sooner or later.

(It's over, this pretending to be a B dealer has overturned)

(Yes, the silver needle of the paper fan just now is really chic)

(I just found a paper fan, and I've thrown it back to the merchant)

(Zhao's pills, 1 Mao 1 ··· ）

"Hey!" Lu Lingxuan's brown eyes reversed twice and roared.

But Xue Lang was unmoved, and the soft sword attacked Xu Shengzhi twice.

"Boy, stop it!" The Meteor Hammer flew straight up with a copper chain.

This time, the people from Ningchuan Martial Arts School quit.

"What? Do you deceive too much and deceive less? "A fat, shirtless man with a blue headband on his forehead.

Lifting the nunchucks he was carrying with him blocked the meteor hammer, Xue Lang didn't even look at it, his eyes were full of madness, and it seemed that he would not stop if he wanted to kill Xu Shengzhi.

"Your Zhao family broke the rules, you lost this game" Guan Shan's face was displeased.

Zhao Wan also sighed, but she didn't expect Xu Shengzhi to make the first move, but she lost.

"Lost?" Su Wushuang raised his eyebrows and looked at Guan Shan.

"The competition is not over yet" voice is emotionless, like a machine.

"Why don't you end it? I admit defeat and stop fighting! Xu Shengzhi yelled over there.

"President Guan, since it's a competition, why don't you wait for the competition to finish?"

It seems to be asking, but the eyes keep looking at the field.

Everyone and the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

What do you mean? It's almost like being stabbed into a blood gourd, and it's not over yet?

(I know, that Xu Shengzhi must have offended him and took the opportunity to retaliate)

(People's hearts are sinister, I didn't expect Xu Gongzi to bear so much)

(Everyone mourns for Xu Gongzi)

"This junior, don't you want to play tricks!" Guan Shan's tone was a little heavier, he hated sharp-toothed people the most.

Su Wushuang shook his head, "It's not a competition, it's not a one-on-one competition."

"Huh? Wasn't it just one on one? Zhang Zhaoxuan of the Wushu Association scratched his head and was puzzled.

But it happened to hit the wound, and I couldn't help grinning.

Without Su Wushuang's explanation, Zhao Wan had already understood.

"You are you, President Guan really didn't say whether it has to be 1 to 1, our Zhao family is ready to fight with Ningchuan Martial Arts School" Zhao Wan was full of energy, if so, the Zhao family has a very high chance of winning.

"Haha!" Xue Lang laughed twice after hearing this, and a sword slashed horizontally at Xu Shengzhi's face, if the blades were opposite, it would inevitably split him in half.

Syllable!

Like a mouth, the soft sword left a long blood mark on his face.

Damn!

Xu Shengzhi sat on the ground.

Where to consider what image is not imaged, what is not learned.

I just felt like I was one step away from death.

Shaking a sword flower, Xue Lang stretched out his thumb and waved it down, with disdain.

"Come along!"

"Fight!" The Ningchuan Martial Arts School is all young men of about twenty, all of them are full of energy and extraordinary bearing.

With Xue Lang's movements, the three people outside the arena also jumped into the battle group and attacked Lu Lingxuan.

Now that the Zhao family's team, Xu Shengzhi has lost their combat power, and they have a very high chance of winning 5 against 4.

"Help!" Seeing that Lu Lingxuan was surrounded, Zhao Wan jumped away.

Zhao Feng glanced at Su Wushuang, and after the two made eye contact, their long legs swept towards their opponents.

Zhao Wan faced Xue Lang, at this time Zhao Wan was wearing a pair of silk gloves in both hands, this glove was extremely tough and did not affect the flexibility of both hands, the sword was difficult to hurt, and water and fire were difficult to invade.

It is the nemesis of this soft sword, the attack with both palms, and it is the Zhao family's peerless cloud palm.

One palm is faster than the other, one palm is faster than the other, it seems that the palm is soft, but it is actually full of gravity.

Xue Lang knew that against the master, the soft sword urged faster, completely ignoring whether Zhao Wan was a woman or not, and the sword was close to the point.

The fight between the two was very pleasant to watch, each with long legs.

A sword movement quickly left a burst of silver light, and a strong palm blocked the silver light.

fell into a stalemate, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Lu Lingxuan undertook two attacks, the main force was the hairband boy, the strength was not inferior to him, and the attack was also powerful, and there was another person with a spear, and from time to time he looked for Confucius to shoot.

brought a great crisis to Lu Lingxuan, and the meteor hammer made a buzzing roar, but it was difficult to make contributions.

Instead, they were forced to retreat by the two.

In front of Zhao Feng was a short explosive head.

The combination of attack and defense of the two mandarin duck knives, the body is fast, Zhao Feng did not take advantage of the weapon, he could only rely on his extraordinary courage to face the enemy with his legs, in the awe-inspiring light of the knife, up and down, left and right, like a flat boat in the tide.

"Hey!" The last person in the Ningchuan Martial Arts School, with long arms and thick knuckles.

Under the thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes are full of confidence.

"Fight me" Su Wushuang is no stranger to coming.

In his previous life, he and this person became Xue Lang's right-hand man, and his fist and foot skills were not shallow, but he was the descendant of the Ning family of Ningchuan Martial Arts School, but Xue Lang was more talented and learned the Ning family's soft sword skills.

And the Ning family puts strength first, and this Ning Tongjie is willing to assist.

"As you wish" Su Wushuang walked straight forward as if he was strolling leisurely.

Ning Tongjie's eyebrows furrowed, this one really didn't want to compete.

"Arrogance!" With a loud roar, Ning Tongjie rushed to take the lead.

In the face of the enemy, only the strongest martial arts and the most ruthless moves can win quickly.

As soon as Ning Tongjie made a move, he was a tiger ape fist, one hand became a tiger claw, and the other hand became an ape fist, attacking Ling Yan's strange moves, and attacking Su Wushuang's side in the blink of an eye.

(Admire!) What kind of martial arts is this, the speed is so fast! ）

(Is the house manager there?) Isn't it an adventure live? How did you make a martial arts movie? ）

(You can be quiet, it's so exciting, I want to learn too!) ）

Ning Tongjie hoped to find fear in Su Wushuang's eyes.

But he only saw the unwavering eyes of the ancient well, with a slight smile and an inexplicable familiarity.

Does he know me?

There was no answer in his heart, but Su Wushuang moved.

Crackling!

His whole body shook like thunder.

His hands were crossed left and right towards the tiger's clawed ape fist.

The tiger's claws are mighty, but there is no thunder amazing.

The power of the ape fist is great, but it does not have the power of thunder.

Ning Tongjie's sense of crisis increased greatly, as if he was not alone in front of him, but was attacking in the face of thunder and lightning.

The opponent's speed was too fast, the thunder had just sounded, and his palms had already cracked his moves.

Syllable!

The tiger's claws were knocked back, his fingers bent strangely, and several of his joints were out of place.

The ape fist was wrapped in a thunder palm, and the huge force almost crushed the fist.

Eyes of Insight!

Weaknesses: axilla, popliteal fossa.

"Offended Xiao Ning" Su Wushuang spat lightly on his mouth, but his movements were smooth.

His left leg attacked Ning Tongjie's armpit, and his right tiger claw wanted to block it, but it was too late.

"Oops!" screaming, Ning Tongjie's left arm was almost removed.

With his palms together, he pushed his chest, and the gentle wind rippled.

Ning Tongjie, a young man of one hundred and fifty or sixty pounds, was retreated by Su Wushuang out of thin air.

"Hide..."

Ning Tong Jiemeng turned his head, I don't know what happened to be knocked away?

The live broadcast room instantly filled the screen with 666.

(Why is this stunned person so fierce?) ）

(No, I think the one who was beaten off this Ningchuan martial arts may be an actor)

(Upstairs, do you need the Little Golden Man Award?) ）

Damn it!

Over there, Xue Lang had been paying attention to the battle situation, and his 5-4 advantage was leveled in an instant, and he turned around to avoid Zhao Wan and stabbed at Su Wushuang's side.

At this time, Su Wushuang had just beaten Ning Tongjie, and his arms had not yet been withdrawn.

(Look!) If you get stabbed now, you have to pierce it! ）

(666 heroes, turn back!) ）

(It's late!) It's late! The tide is over! ）

"No!" Zhao Feng, who was paying attention to Su Wushuang, shouted, but the short man got the opportunity, and saw that the double knives slashed at Zhao Feng's long legs.

At this moment, Su Wushuang suddenly moved.