With a crisp explosion, Fu Xiaoyun suddenly felt a huge shock all over his body, the long sword in his hand collapsed, and he flew high into the sky, only then did he realize that the other party was actually cheating, deliberately revealing flaws, intending to solve the problem quickly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I lost!" Fu Xiaoyun shouted in panic.

The tip of Fu Tianhong's sword had already been fiercely pressed against the opponent's heart, and with a little force, the heart would be pierced; "Hmph! count you as acquaintances, otherwise...... Get out!"

Fu Xiaoyun glanced at the other party resentfully, picked up his sword angrily and walked away angrily.

The referee also announced the result loudly at the same time, and learned that Fu Tianhong would continue to stay on the stage, and decided to face the opponent's second player.

"This one, I'll go up!" Before the eldest sister Fu Ziyun could speak, the third brother Fu Feixing had already flown onto the stage with a "whoosh".

"Hehe, isn't this the third son! I broke two ribs last time, and I forgot about it so quickly?" Fu Tianhong said with a playful face: "Aren't you afraid of being knocked off your hands and feet again, and lying in bed for a year and a half?"

"Hmph! I haven't heard of Shibei for three days, so you should look at each other. Second brother Fu Feixing pouted in disbelief: "It's just that you have advanced to the middle level of the Xuanying Realm, what kind of madness?"

"Hmm, you can actually see my cultivation, it's not easy!" Fu Tianhong stared at Fu Feixing opposite with a glittering gaze, and suddenly restrained his contempt.

"Cut! The writing on your forehead is clear and clear. Fu Feixing said with a faint smile.

When Fu Tianhong heard this, he subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, only to find that he had been tricked, and suddenly became angry, and the momentum of his whole body exploded, and an awe-inspiring killing intent swept towards the other party like a galloping horse.

Although the other party was once his own defeated general, the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a dazzling electric light cut through the space in front of him, spanning a distance of ten meters, and instantly shot towards Fu Feixing, who was not guarded.

It can be described as ruthless, piercing the chest with a sword, and killing with one blow. There is no mercy on the field, and the one standing on the opposite side is the opponent, the enemy, who swears to kill him.

The chest-piercing sword kept spinning and twisting, until the opponent's body was torn into pieces, and then he took a deep breath and withdrew the long sword.

"Have you had enough, you're so ruthless!"

A resentful voice floated past his ears, like thunder, which made Fu Tianhong's whole body tremble, and when he stared at it, the other party was still standing there intact, with a little sneer in his expression.

Fu Tianhong rubbed her eyes a little confused, "What was it just minced?" hallucination!"

In the blink of an eye, I saw that Fu Feixing's figure suddenly flickered, floating illusory, gathering and scattering. The next moment, I saw the sole of a foot rapidly enlarged in front of my eyes, and if my body did not react, the sole of this foot was firmly imprinted on my face.

Boom! Fu Tianhong's whole person flew up suddenly, flying so high and high that he could see the audience at a glance, and a slip of blood was sprinkled in the air.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a long time, maybe it was just an instant, and something fell from the high platform, and it was shocked that it was Fu Tianhong, who was kicked into the air, with a foot print on his face, but the person had fainted.

Silence! All the 10,000 people in the audience opened their mouths widely, but no one made a sound, and there was a dead silence.

"This ......"

"It's just amazing!"

"Is this still the third prince of Chengbei who is often abused?"

"Chengbei...... Victory!" After a long time, the referee recovered from the shock and announced the result of the game, and someone immediately came to the stage to carry Fu Tianhong, who had fainted, down.

"This trick must have been taught to him secretly by Xing'er?" Qingfeng in the corner of the stands snorted coldly: "This kid actually dares not to listen to Ben Feng'er's words, come down and see how Ben Feng'er cleans him up!"

"Cut, don't you just teach people to slap people? There is a footprint on the face that is so domineering!" Gu Lanxing rubbed his hands excitedly, as if the kick was kicked by her.

Fu Tianhong underestimated the enemy! This is what everyone in the west of the city thinks, but at the same time, they also look at this straw bale third prince differently, and they won a lot by luck, and they dare not know how to advance or retreat and stay on the stage to call the battle, they simply don't know whether they are alive or dead.

The player who appeared again in the first line of the city was a tall and sturdy young man, who was as solid and stable as a mountain rock in his gestures, and at first glance he was the type of fierce and decisive killing.

Fu Feixing looked so weak in front of him, he had to hold his head slightly high to see the other party's face clearly, as if a finger could easily crush him.

The sturdy young man who appeared on the scene didn't think so, his cultivation was slightly weaker than Fu Tianhong just now, and it should also be a mid-level cultivation in the Xuanying Realm. The scene that happened at the right time is still vivid, although Fu Tianhong is suspected of being a light enemy, it is not easy to be defeated, and these three sons only made one move, one kick......

From the moment he put on a posture as if he was facing a great enemy, he knew that he never believed in luck, and he would never be confused by the appearance of this straw bag again. Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, the same scene is played twice, if you don't understand it again, then it's really a pig.

This sturdy young man's name is Fu Dingtian, he is holding the hilt of his sword tightly at this time, the momentum of his whole body is gradually rising, his sharp gaze is flickering, and he is shooting towards Fu Feixing's figure like a substance, and his cultivation is a slightly weaker person, and he will almost collapse on the spot in the face of such a sharp divine light.

It's just that there is not the slightest fear on Fu Feixing's body, he looks naïve and a little muna, but it looks very natural and casual.

"I won't be fooled by your bale appearance, I'll give you all my strength. Fu Dingtian said word by word, and his voice was extremely dignified.

"Isn't it just a point-to-point competition, why make the atmosphere so tense, I really look up to you. Fu Feixing grinned, his face full of indifference.

"You have the right to make me valued. Fu Dingtian was convinced.

"You're not qualified to make me pay attention. Fu Feixing's face suddenly sank, and he said arrogantly.

All of a sudden, their mouths widened, and their eyes fell all over the place.

It's crazy! A trace of annoyance flashed in Fu Dingtian's eyes, he was used to being domineering, how could anyone dare to despise himself so much, completely violating his so-called dignity.

"Very good, then let you see my heavy killing dao!"

"Wait! I'm not your opponent, why don't you wait for the three swords and six eyes?" Fu Feixing replied without replying, and continued to walk back to the stage. Behind him, there was a sudden sound of "choking!" The sound of the long sword unsheathed, and he turned around in shock and shouted;

But I saw that Fu Dingtian had already lifted it one step at a time, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed at the same time, striding diagonally, and a thick electric light let out a roar, and it was extremely thick and slashed towards Fu Feixing's back.

It's too late! A sword light like snow crossed the space of ten meters, and flew straight towards the top gate of Fu Feixing.

Fu Feixing was so shocked that his whole body shook, his feet slipped, and he almost rolled down the stairs. Coincidentally, under this slip, his body leaned to the side, and a sharp sword light could be as sharp as the robe whistling and slashing, bursting out with a bang, and the hard ground was cut out by the sharp sword qi with a shallow sword mark.

This is too ruthless! A despicable sneak attack, as soon as it is shot, it seems that everyone has no enmity against the three rivers and four seas, and they are brothers of the same clan and bloodline, as for this kind of killing?

Fu Feixing touched the cold sweat on his forehead with a pale face, and he couldn't get off the stage, so he was forced to fight. In an instant, his expression was whole, and the heroic spirit of his whole body swelled, and he returned to the center of the high platform with his head held high; "If you want to fight, then you will fight!"

The two sides still maintained a distance of ten meters, Fu Dingtian's body stood straight, and a powerful aura of the middle level of the Xuanying Realm instantly erupted from his body, and the long sword in his hand made a slight trembling sound.

Before the sword came out, the powerful momentum swept across the entire high platform, and once the martial artist with a lower cultivation level encountered the squeeze of this might, his skin would be shattered in an instant.

Fu Feixing didn't realize it, and let the powerful and domineering coercion roar by, and he didn't even move his hair and clothes.

This strange phenomenon made the other party's heart tremble slightly, and at this moment, the mysterious power of the whole body had been injected into the blade of the sword, as if it was about to be sent on the string. The figure couldn't help but take a step forward, and a sword that had been gathering momentum for a long time slammed out, as fast as chasing the stars and chasing the moon, and a beam of light and shadow could be seen flying by and running with the naked eye, leaving a faint trajectory.

Between breaths, the blade of the sword was less than a foot away from the center of the opponent's eyebrows. Fu Feixing screamed "wow" in panic, and subconsciously fell backwards, but his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, his body was sixty degrees backwards and did not fall, and a strong qi with a shining sword light rushed past the face, and only a little bit, it would be penetrated by this sword.

The spectators all shouted that this guy was so lucky! Shicai was able to dodge a slash with a slippery, and this time he was so frightened that he fell backwards, which could also avoid a killing sword.

Some people don't see it that way, at least the blonde city lord who sits above the chairman, and the lords don't see it that way, they never believe that there is really any coincidence or anything like that in this world.

Especially in this kind of dangerous fighting, there is only one explanation for being able to avoid the opponent's must-kill blows repeatedly; strength! absolutely, full of confident strength.

The first vein in the north of the city is really not as simple and weak as it seems on the surface, no wonder it is as strong as the city lord's mansion, and it has been eating turtles a lot recently, is this also a coincidence?

Fu Dingtian didn't believe that this guy would have such good luck next time. A sword pierced the air, and the wrist turned with it, and the long sword slashed diagonally, slashing at the opponent's body that fell in mid-air, and if it was hit, the internal organs would be spilled to the ground.

As everyone knows, Fu Feixing's body hanging in mid-air can still rotate automatically, and when the opponent's fierce sword is sharpened, he suddenly loses his target.

Fu Dingtian was shocked, and only then did he realize that the other party's repeated dodging was not a coincidence and luck, but that the artist was bold, and he was like a mouse being played by a cat.