"Boom~"

Wang Fusheng let out a low roar from his throat, the red light flashed in his eyes, and he stabbed at Xia Yan like a fierce beast, and then the huge silver hammer in his hand was raised violently, and a wave of qi surged out.

"Knock knock~"

Wang Fusheng's figure is not high, but at this time he is particularly eye-catching, his whole body is bulging high, the internal force is constantly emanating, and the solid talc ground under his feet is constantly vibrating.

Xia Yan pulled out his long sword with a 'swoop', his eyes condensed, staring at Wang Fusheng's arm, Wang Fusheng's arm is very long, and he will definitely be able to hit a position that ordinary people can't attack when he swings the giant hammer in his hand.

Everyone gasped, and the entire second floor suddenly fell silent.

Every time Wang Fusheng challenged, many bettors could go crazy, because the brutal murderous aura emanating from Wang Fusheng made people feel a sense of suffocation and tension.

This feeling makes many people's spirits irrepressible, which is one of the reasons why Wang Fusheng has so many supporters. Wang Fusheng's silver hammer made many people worship almost crazy.

After the silence, there is a more frenzied cry!

"Whew~"

Wang Fusheng violently swung the silver hammer and struck at Xia Yan's upper body, and the hammer head carried a violent wave of qi, as if it was indestructible. If it is solidified, even if there is internal force to protect the body, I am afraid that it will be a life.

The corners of Xia Yan's mouth twitched slightly, the corners of his mouth took half a step back, and the long sword in his hand formed a brilliant sword flower in the air, and then the tip of the sword gently went up.

A huge force came, Xia Yan hurriedly withdrew his sword before the power was fully transmitted, the power on Wang Fusheng's hammer head was too huge, if Xia Yan resisted, it would be asking for trouble.

With the help of a part of the power transmitted from the tip of the sword, Xia Yan's body moved to the right like a ghost or so, and he was able to dodge the hammer.

Wang Fusheng sneered, "Look how long you dodge!"

Immediately afterwards, another hammer swept in, and a layer of air waves swept across the ground, and the tables and chairs in the distance were shaken.

"This time, Ling Luo may be a little laborious!"

In a special room, Li Tianlun hugged his hands together and said indifferently.

"This Wang Fusheng is good at perceiving the enemy's thoughts, and his moves are vicious and deadly. Due to the restrictions of the ring, it is very difficult for Ling Luo to defeat Wang Fusheng by relying on his body technique!"

By Li Tianlun's side, it was Yafen, who was beautiful and moving in a red dress.

"Wang Fusheng was born with a brutal surname, and used to fight with wild beasts in close combat, if he caught the opportunity, Lingluo ...... In previous challenges, Wang Fusheng's opponents were either dead or maimed. Li Tianlun's eyes were half-narrowed, and his fingers touched his chin.

"Will Lingluo be defeated? Now, Wang Fusheng has exerted the power of his eighty-degree martial arts, and it seems that Lingluo is having a hard time dodging!" Yafen Meimu looked at the ring below, she always felt that Lingluo should not be defeated by Wang Fusheng.

Li Tianlun smiled lightly, "Hehe, let's just keep watching!"

In just a few breaths, Wang Fusheng had already swung dozens of hammers at Xia Yan, and none of them were full of sharp wind sounds. And Ling Luo, every time, was able to dodge the silver hammer that seemed to have hit his body, and everyone felt that Ling Luo seemed to be in danger.

"Boy, coward, do you only know how to dodge?" Wang Fusheng burst out, the sound was like thunder, and he suddenly stepped on the ground, his whole body was filled with internal force, and he rushed towards Xia Yan like a fierce beast.

At this time, Xia Yan had been forced to retreat to a corner, and Wang Fusheng's silver hammer almost blocked all of Xia Yan's dodge routes. And if Xia Yan really wants to continue to dodge, he must retreat, so he will withdraw from the ring, and Xia Yan will lose this challenge.

At this moment, Xia Yan smiled coldly, "It's now"!

The figure flashed, and the afterimage of the long sword sword slashed forward at will, and then connected the toes of the back, as if a dragonfly touched water. Then the body twisted weirdly, yes, it was twisted!

Within everyone's sight, Xia Yan's body seemed to be divided into three parts, each of which rushed out in a different direction. This is the illusion that Xia Yan is too fast, which is caused by everyone.

"This is ......" Wang Fusheng's eyes widened, his face changed greatly, his silver hammer smashed into the sword light, and there was no imaginary collision.

Wang Fusheng, who was fighting with Xia Yan, did not see where Xia Yan's true body was for the first time.

"This is a phantom!" Wang Fusheng immediately came to his senses, and his right hand holding the silver hammer swept across, and the silver hammer with a wave of qi swept towards the right side of his body. At this time, he felt a murderous aura coming from the right.

Xia Yan sneered, and everyone only saw that the body that seemed to be divided into three suddenly gathered together again, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Wang Fusheng's throat. It's so fast that people can't even keep their eyes on it.

"This can't be!" Wang Fusheng roared, and the silver hammer wanted to save him, but he didn't even see how Xia Yan's long sword came to him.

"Ding~"

"Bang~"

Smack!

In the process of Xia Yan stabbing out the long sword, a little to the left, the tip of the sword accurately hit the silver hammer, which immediately stirred up a spark and made a violent collision sound. Then he flew up, leaving an afterimage in the air and kicking directly into Wang Fusheng's abdomen, Wang Fusheng's body, volleyed up, and fell far away on the edge of the ring.

The audience was dumbfounded!

The bettors, who had been howling loudly, looked at the scene in front of them in amazement. This scene made the brains of many bettors go blank in an instant.

Wang Fusheng was kicked out.

"Poof~"

Xia Yan's kick was not light, after Wang Fusheng's body drew an arc in the air and landed, he spit out a mouthful of blood fiercely, staring at Xia Yan fiercely. Wang Fusheng has been fighting with wild beasts for decades, and he doesn't know how much blood he has on his hands, and his eyes are as vicious as those cruel beasts.

"You lost!" Xia Yan said coldly.

Just now, in fact, he had the opportunity to kill Wang Fusheng with a sword, but he didn't do that. Xia Yan is only fifteen years old this year, he has never killed anyone, even if he was on the verge of danger many times just now, he still did not take the opportunity to kill Wang Fusheng.

Wang Fusheng gasped, and the silver hammer in his hand was held tighter.

According to the normal situation, he should have taken the initiative to admit defeat. However, he hasn't been knocked out of the ring right now, so there's no immediate decision that he's lost.

Xia Yan looked at the surrounding rooms, and at this time, the bettors woke up, some were surprised, and some were depressed. It is also clear at a glance which people are betting on Ling Luo to win and which people are betting on Wang Fusheng to win.

"It seems that I also won a thousand gold coins!" Xia Yan's eyes flashed.

"Yike...... Die for it......"

At this moment, Wang Fusheng, who had originally fallen to the ground and vomited blood, suddenly jumped up like an injured cheetah, and the silver hammer in his hand was changed to his left hand in an instant, and a move 'Silver Hammer Breaking the Sky' was unleashed.

Xia Yan was alert in his heart, and his physical condition took three steps back, and his eyes froze, "This Wang Fusheng, with a silver hammer in his left hand, is much more powerful than his right hand." His real strongest move is the silver hammer in his left hand instead of his right hand!"

At this moment, Xia Yan sensed the terrifying power of Wang Fusheng's left hand with the silver hammer.