"I announce that this exchange conference has officially begun, and the rules are still the same as before, as long as you can get into the ring, life and death are determined by God's wish to gamble and lose, and below, please invite representatives of all forces to appear!"

Ma Changkong cleared his voice and loudly announced the official start of the exchange conference.

As soon as his voice fell, to everyone's surprise, the first to stand up was the Indian delegation.

"On behalf of India, I challenge the representative of Huaxia!"

A strong Indian ancient yoga man dressed in a robe and wrapped in a turban, while speaking, his figure flashed, and he stepped over more than ten meters in one step, landing steadily at one end of the ring, and his indifferent gaze turned to the Huaxia side.

Ma Changkong's face sank, he was not much surprised by this, but he was just puzzled about why the other party challenged.

"If you Huaxia loses, you won't be able to touch this area again in the future!"

A bearded man strode up to the Huaxia building and threw a map with his hand.

Ma Changkong glanced at the area circled with red dots on the map, the border between China and India......

"Okay, we Huaxia accept the challenge!"

Ma Changkong did not hesitate, and immediately announced that he would accept the challenge, on such an occasion, retreating means admitting defeat and giving up huge benefits!

Tang Wanli, the sect leader of the Tang Sect, had a vertical figure, and in the next second, he had already appeared in the ring.

"Good!"

Ma Changkong and other Chinese personnel applauded in unison.

As the game began, the scene fell silent again.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, the Indian floated strangely cross-legged in mid-air, and at the same time, there was an extra black flute in his hand.

"Lie down, juggle!"

Everyone was stunned by this scene, but they saw the Indian priest sitting in the air, completely detached from the earth's detachment.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Tang Wanli probed the other party for a while, and suddenly pushed out a palm, and an invisible Yuan Force storm roared out, crashing straight into the Indian in the air.

"Uhhh

The Indian ancient yoga powerhouse flashed strangely, easily dodged the strong attack, and blew the flute, and in an instant, with a strange swishing sound, I saw that from his black robe, three black poisonous snakes flew out, and shot towards Tang Wanli like lightning.

"Carving insect skills!"

Tang Men is good at using poison, and Tang Wanli is the title of the king of poison, so naturally he will not be afraid of the three poisonous snakes in this area, and the colorless and tasteless poison will fly out.

"Bang-"

A shocking scene appeared, three poisonous snakes actually fell to the ground at the same time, and they couldn't die anymore.

"Ah, the hateful Chinese people, and the old man is a poisonous pet!"

The Indian ancient yoga powerhouse was taken aback, but before he finished speaking, Tang Wanli slapped his backhand, hitting him in the chest, and his body shot out of the ring without obeying the call, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Poof!"

The Indian monk opened his mouth and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, only to see a collapse of several inches deep in the heart and mouth, which was obviously a heavy blow.

", two moves to bring down a mysterious ancient yoga master!"

The hearts of the spectators fluttered.

"The Indian delegation has failed in the challenge, and I hope you will fulfill your bet!"

Ma Changkong was excited and sang aloud.

"Hmph, we can afford to lose!"

The Indian delegates were all like frosted eggplants, and the two went up to the ring, picked up the yoga master who had passed out, and retreated to the room.

Ma Changkong ignored them and announced that the game would continue.

The delegation of the Chai family, the specially invited vampire named Les III, his figure crossed a red light, and he fell on the ring like a ghost, his red eyes stared at a group of Russian men, and he said extremely arrogantly: "Either get out of Europe, or let me screw your heads off!"

"Is there no one in your Chase family, find a brute, and dare to go wild in front of our blood wolf group!"

In the Russian delegation, a strong man with a height of nearly three meters suddenly stood up, this person's name was Ivan, the most famous strong man in Russia, and every step he took made the whole earth tremble.

As Russia's leading underground force, the Blood Wolves had to fight with the local vampire clan in the process of opening up the European market.

"Giggle...... Such a sweet flesh and blood body, just in line with Lao Tzu's fear!"

Rice III stared at the burly Russian man as if he were contemplating a feast.

"Lao Tzu pulled out your tongue and nailed you to a stake!"

Enraged, Ivan immediately stepped forward and struck down Les III like a mountain.

"Brush!"

Les III was small in stature, but exceptionally nimble, and he ghostly slid past Ivan's side, his ten dry fingers leaving ten finger marks on Ivan's rock-strong arm, and oozing red blood.

"Uhhh

Ivan sucked his fingers in his mouth with a look of great enjoyment.

"Ahhh......h

Ivan was completely furious, like a mad black bear, waving his arms and pounced on Lai Bao III again.

One of the two is fierce and powerful, and the other is flexible and weird.

One rampage, one dodging and waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Soon, Ivan's entire upper body was caught by Les III and bloodied, but he looked miserable on the outside, but in fact, he was wounded.

"Huhuhu-huhu-damn brute, will you just hide!"

Half an hour later, Ivan was out of breath and out of breath.

"Hey, stupid big guy, look how Lao Tzu tears your throat!"

Les III felt that the opportunity had come, and he patiently waited for Ivan to reveal his flaws, and then rushed forward decisively, grabbing Ivan by the throat with his five fingers like hooks.

However, just as he waited for the beautiful scene of blood rushing, he suddenly realized that great danger was coming.

"Little brute, you've been fooled!"

In Ivan's hand, I don't know when there was a black wooden sword, slammed into the heart of Les III, he was tall and arm-long, and a short sword up to a foot long, so that he could stop his hair first, and at the moment when Les III's five fingers touched his neck, the short sword in his hand had pierced Les III's heart.

"Goo-goo-goo-"

Les III let out a strange roar in his throat, his body trembling violently, and his vitality drained at an extremely fast rate.

Bang, Ivan flew up with a kick, kicked the third of Lai, who was about to die, into the air, and smashed it down dozens of meters away.

"Good Ivan!"

"Well done Ivan!"

The members of the Blood Wolf Regiment burst into applause.

"Mr. Chesland, you Chess must not interfere with the business of our Blood Wolf Regiment in Europe!"

The representative of the Blood Wolf Regiment said coldly.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man known as Cheselde snorted coldly and did not say anything.

This man, like Sally, is one of the eight heirs of the Chass family, and he is responsible for the affairs of the Chases family in Europe, and European affairs are the most important component of the Chases family, and he is also the most vocal of the next patriarch of the Chass family.

"This big man has some brains. ”

Mo Xiaofan looked drowsy, but Ivan finally counter-killed, which made his eyes light up slightly.