"You mean......" Lin Yun was extremely shocked, at the moment, the Zoroastrian Sect had already gathered most of the monks in the Yanchi Country, and it was not expected that the monks sent today would be any mediocre hands, how could Sima Yan be able to wipe them out?

At this time, Sima Yan's sharp gaze was already like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and he saw him stretch out a hand and hook his fingers, which was very sarcastic, "Since it is a martial arts competition, there must be a charter." ”

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Chi Yan's mouth, he still looked calm, and said indifferently: "Zhou Tian Refining Divine Cultivators' destructive power is too great, why don't we each send three Qi Cultivators to win two wins in three games." If you lose, be caught today and don't resist. ”

Sima Yan's voice was slightly disdainful: "Then what if I win?"

"Then my life will be yours. The smile on Chiyan's face grew thicker and thicker, and he seemed to be sure of victory.

Sima Yan nodded unconsciously, there are many disciples of the old man of Chihuo, but Chiyan can be said to be the most important disciple of the old man of Chihuo, if he holds Chiyan's life in his hands, even the old man of Chihuo will throw a mouse. At that time, Sima Yan can take the opportunity to gain more time to develop and strengthen the team, and what he lacks most now is time.

"Good. Sima Yan jumped down from the roof, landed safely, and after whispering a few words in Sima Yang's ear, he glanced at Chiyan, and his eyes flashed.

Sima Yang nodded, bowed his hand slightly, and hurriedly ran out of the door, thinking that he should have summoned masters from among the monks outside Sima Yan's mansion to compete according to Sima Yan's instructions.

Seeing that Sima Yang went out safely, Sima Yan also smiled coldly at Chiyan like-for-tat. After a while, Sima Yang took the two of them into the mansion gate, and everyone in the courtyard automatically gave up a large open space, Lin Yun and Jian Er glanced at each other, and also followed everyone around, ready to watch the "boxing match." ”

"Go ahead. Sima Yan gently patted the shoulder of the sturdy young man who was standing quietly beside Sima Yang, and then stopped the sturdy young man and instructed in his ear: "Be careful." ”

The sturdy young man smiled innocently, and his two huge fists touched each other, and then he grinned and walked to the center of the crowd.

And Chi Yan just casually ordered someone behind him, and he didn't see any instructions, and a short red-robed young man came out of the crowd, twisted his neck slightly, and walked towards the sturdy young man.

Jian Er Yun felt it carefully, turned his head to Lin Yun and said, "Both of them are ninth-level Qi training, but Sima Yan's subordinates seem to be slightly higher than Chi Yan's subordinates. ”

The situation was originally favorable to Sima Yan, but Lin Yun's face was a little not good-looking, and he was full of uneasiness when he saw Chiyan's confident look.

The sturdy young man looked like a physical cultivator, and the red-robed young man was extremely thin, he should focus more on spell cultivation, in a one-on-one duel, the advantage of physical cultivation was much stronger than this pure magic cultivation, Chi Yan should not be unaware of this, but he seemed calm.

The sturdy young man has dark skin, some thick lips, a simple smile on his face all the time, and his eyes are about to squint. But his figure is very tall, and his exaggerated muscles are not much better than Liang Cheng, he looked down at the red-robed young man, and said with a smile: "My name is Lu Qiu." ”

The red-robed young man looked up at the sturdy Lu Qiu, and just shook his head disdainfully when he heard the words, but he didn't even bother to report his name.

No matter how good Ren Luqiu's temper was, he was a little annoyed at the moment, he smiled and said in a deep voice: "Be careful." After speaking, he picked up his fist and slammed it towards the red-robed young man, and the wind blew the skin of some of the monks with low cultivation around him. These people couldn't help but look shocked, if this punch hit them, they were afraid that they would be directly bombarded.

Feeling the fierce fist wind, the red-robed young man's face was also a little solemn, he lowered his body a little, took a horse step, and didn't see him seal, just staring at Lu Qiu intently.

At the moment when the huge fist was about to hit the red-robed young man, he made a lightning move, and it was actually a punch, and it collided with Lu Qiu's fist. The moment the two fists collided together, the muffled sound of flesh and bone colliding sounded, and a strong wind also surrounded the two.

The two of them stepped back at the same time, and the red-robed young man only took a step back, then took another step and stabilized his body on the ground. Lu Qiu, on the other hand, looked a little embarrassed, and actually took more than ten steps back, and the fist that collided with the red-robed boy before was also painful, and his muscles burst out.

Seeing this scene, Chi Yan smiled weirdly, and Sima Yan frowned, which was really unexpected.

Lin Yun and Jian Er also rubbed their eyes, looking incredulous, the two glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes. You must know that physical cultivation attaches more importance to both mana and physical body, but now this red-robed young man is not as good as Lu Qiu in terms of cultivation or physical body, but why can he win in the collision?

The red-robed young man slammed his feet, rushed forward quickly, and slammed into Lu Qiu with another punch. Lu Qiu gritted his teeth, attacked with both fists, and punched two punches against one, which repelled the red-robed young man.

The red-robed young man took three steps back, and then stabilized his figure again, he gently rubbed the fist that had been fighting against Lu Qiu before, and looked at Lu Qiu with a smile.

Lu Qiu also took two steps back, a burst of despair in his heart, he could feel that this red-robed young man still had reservations about strength, and he had already done his best, even so, he still didn't take much advantage of two punches against one punch, and the power of the red-robed young man in front of him really subverted his cognition, which was terrifying.

"It seems that ......" Lin Yun and Jian looked at each other and thought of the same thing. It seems that in order to enhance the combat power of the monks, Yan Chiguo has used unknown methods to transform many people into demon beasts, and Xiao Luo is a typical example. Thinking about it this way, the strange power of the red-robed boy makes sense.

In the battle situation, the balance of victory has been completely tilted, and the red-robed young man is almost always pressing Lu Qi to fight. And after Lu Qiu barely took a few moves, he could barely lift his hand.

Fighting hard to force back the other party, Lu Qiu's head continued to break out in a cold sweat, and he touched the little finger of his right hand without a trace, in the previous battle, this finger had been broken, and if he continued like this, he would definitely lose.

Seeing the red-robed young man rushing over again, Lu Qiu couldn't help but be angry, he had never lost to anyone in the same level of physical cultivation, and now he was forced to do so by a monk whose cultivation was lower than him, at that moment he stretched out his two long arms, and quietly looked at the red-robed young man, and actually gave up his defense directly.

At the moment when the red-robed boy's fist approached, Lu Qiu roared, lowered his body a lot, and also punched out towards the red-robed boy. Just when everyone thought that Lu Qiu was looking for death, they saw the red-robed young man screaming and falling backwards heavily.

"Clever. Jian Er laughed, he couldn't imagine that Lu Qiu, who was five big and three thick, still had such thoughts, no wonder he would be reused by Sima Yan.

Lin Yun was at a loss at first, and then suddenly realized. Although the red-robed young man has great strength, because of his short stature, his arms are much shorter than Lu Qiu's. The reason why Lu Qiu pressed his body down before was also to shorten the distance of attacking the red-robed boy.

With one move, Lu Qiu seemed to have found a way to restrain the red-robed young man, and he no longer had a hard time with the latter, but used the advantage of his arm span to temporarily suppress the other party.

"Alas. Kenji suddenly sighed. This red-robed young man looks really stupid, Lu Qiu succeeded in one blow, and he no longer had the previous "steady and steady", at this time, the red-robed young man only needs to make a false move, lure Lu Qiu to attack, and then take the opportunity to counterattack, and he can win with one blow.

At this time, the gap between the combat experience of the two was seen, Lu Qiu had rich combat experience, and he was able to think of a coping strategy immediately at a critical moment. And the red-robed young man didn't seem to have much combat experience, and he couldn't use his strength when he was empty, which made him extremely upset.

And the more bored the red-robed young man was in his heart, the more empty his brain became, not only did he not think of the idea of dealing with the situation in front of him, but he even scattered his steps a lot, and finally Lu Qiu found an opportunity.

I saw Lu Qiu's long legs swept and swept the red-robed young man to the ground, and then he stepped forward, lifted the red-robed young man on his back, roared angrily, and threw him to the ground with all his strength.

"Whew...... ...... exhale" Lu Qi gasped, his fists were still clenched, as long as he found that the red-robed young man could still fight, he would immediately continue to shoot, and would never leave the latter a chance to turn the tables.

After a while, the red-robed young man still didn't move, and someone on the side came up and rolled his eyelids, only to find that he had rolled his eyes, and he was directly knocked out by Lu Qiu.

Seeing this, Sima Yan finally smiled with satisfaction, he had always used Lu Qiu, a young man, very much, and the latter did not disappoint him.

Red Flame, on the other hand, turned gloomy, waved his hand, and instructed the monk behind him, "Drag it out and cut it off." ”

"Yes!" The two monks stepped forward, lifted up the red-robed monk who had fainted to the ground after the defeat, and dragged him out of Sima's mansion, and then, a strong smell of blood wafted out, and the breath of the red-robed monk also disappeared completely, and it seemed that it had been extinguished.

There was a hint of coldness in the hearts of everyone present, and some people couldn't help but shiver. The red-robed monk was already at the ninth level of Qi cultivation, and as long as he was slightly dialed by someone, it would not be a problem to break through the Zhou Tian realm. Since ancient times, masters of refining gods have not been able to make a move on the battlefield, and Brother Zhou Tian is the backbone of the war, and now a quasi-Zhou Tian monk actually died in the hands of his own people.

Chi Yan didn't care, but said coldly to the other monks behind him: "If you are defeated in a while, this person is your example." ”

Hearing this, Sima Yan laughed, and only stopped after a long time, looked at Jian Er with disdain, and said sarcastically: "It's really ruthless to kill even your own people." ”

"It's just a subordinate. Chiyan brushed his long hair that had been loosened, "Don't talk nonsense, let's keep fighting." ”