At sunrise, there was a sea of people near the competition platform in Linjun City, and almost the entire people in Linjun City learned about the battle between the Liu Family Martial Arts Hall and the Wu Family Martial Arts Hall.

Although everyone mainly watched the excitement, it was the Wu Martial Arts Hall that supported them in their hearts, after all, Wu Bin usually helped the villagers, on the other hand, Liu Mingsong did not want to scrape the value and oil of the villagers all the time.

"The people from the Liu Family Martial Arts Pavilion are here, get out of the way!"

A group of tall and fierce men strode forward under the leadership of Liu Mingsong, and no one in front dared to stop them, so they gave way one after another.

In front of the competition platform, there was an old man with white hair, a table and a piece of paper, it was a life and death situation!

"Tsk...... Even the life and death situation was pulled out, it seems that this Liu Mingsong is preparing to fight Wu Bin to the death, and one of the two sides in today's battle will die. ”

"In the future, there will only be one of these two martial arts halls left in Linjun City. ”

"To be honest, I still hope that the Wu Martial Arts Pavilion can win, Wu Bin usually takes good care of the villagers, and the villagers also like him, but it's just ......"

"It's just that Wu Bin's cultivation is obviously inferior to Liu Mingsong, and Wu Bin is more than lucky in today's battle!" someone added.

"Eh, have you heard, it was not Wu Bin who the Wu family duel today, but another young man!"

I don't know who said this in the crowd, and then the whole field seemed to explode: "What? It's not Wu Bin who is fighting? Wu Bin and Liu Mingsong are the highest cultivators in the entire Linjun City, who else can fight if he doesn't fight?"

"That's it, is your news reliable? Liu Mingsong has been crisscrossing the county for so long, how can he agree to a duel with a hairy boy?"

"Absolutely reliable, this is what my third brother said personally, he saw Brother Liu Mingsong and a young man from the Wu family fighting with his own eyes yesterday, and no one on either side was defeated!"

"Shhhhh

............

The crowd rioted again, only to see another team of people coming, the first one was the familiar Wu Bin, but the martial arts hall was wrapped in gauze around his waist, and he obviously couldn't fight, so it seems that the rumors should be true!

"Please sign a life-and-death certificate between the two sides, and the duel will begin immediately! This duel is fair and open, and no matter which side is injured or killed, the other side must not complain!" the white-haired old man commanded in front of the big guy.

Wu Bin glanced at Yu Sheng, his eyes solemn: "Be careful!"

Wu Xuanxuan was also very worried, but she just looked at the rest of her life and didn't make a sound.

"Rest assured. Yu Sheng nodded, then stepped forward to sign the life and death certificate, and then jumped on the competition platform in one step, Liu Mingsong was already waiting for the rest of his life on it.

Everyone below saw that the person who fought was really a teenager, and they all exclaimed, they had never seen Yu Sheng, but how could they see that Yu Sheng was only in his twenties, how could it be the opponent of an old fox like Liu Mingsong?

"Little brute, the old man is waiting for you so hard!" Liu Mingsong clenched his fists, and there was a creaking sound between the joints.

"Each other, each other. ”

The rest of his life is an understatement.

"Today, the old man is going to crush your bones and scatter ashes to eliminate the hatred in his heart!" Liu Mingsong appeared in his hand with a glaive knife, full of momentum.

"If you want to fight, hurry up, mother-in-law and mother make an egg?" Liu Mingsong, who was angry, said something that almost vomited blood.

Liu Mingsong's arms trembled: "Little miscellaneous pieces, you deceive people too much!!"

I saw Liu Mingsong flying like an eagle catching a chicken, and the glaive knife in his hand was like a moon falling in nine days towards the rest of his life.

"It's too slow!" Yu Sheng threw down such a sentence and took a few steps back, and then the green dragon halberd instantly appeared: "Purple Electric Three Halberds!"

Zizi!!

Purple electricity erupted, and three currents staggered towards Liu Mingsong.

Liu Mingsong withdrew the Glaive Knife, and then slashed out suddenly, the dark red vitality of his whole body wrapped the Glaive Knife, and he cut off the purple lightning directly, but he also received some shock, which was harmless.

This time it was Yu Sheng's turn to take the initiative to alarm, the green dragon halberd was like a dragon going out to sea, stabbed from Yu Sheng's hands, there were afterimages of the green dragon halberd everywhere, full of momentum, Liu Mingsong was also not to be outdone, the five-fold cultivation of the war general was brought into full play, the glaive knife and Yu Sheng kept colliding, the two sides were half a catty and eight taels, and the battle was very fierce!

When he touched it again, he was bleeding on his palms for the rest of his life, which was caused by countless encounters, and Liu Mingsong was no exception.

"The warrior is fivefold, and it is really strong!" said Yu Sheng, full of fighting spirit, and said with a smile.

"The scum of the double war general, the delusion of competing for glory with Haoyue!" Liu Mingsong was really shocked in his heart, he looked like he was only twenty years old for the rest of his life, but his cultivation had reached the terrifying double of the war general, it was hard to imagine that if such an enemy was allowed to continue to cultivate, what kind of growth would the other party have?

The battle on the stage was fierce, and the officials in the audience were also nervous.

Wu Xuanxuan, who had always been cold, saw that her hands were bleeding for the rest of her life, and couldn't help but ask Wu Bin: "Dad, he won't have an accident, right?"

Wu Bin shook his head: "To be honest, I don't know, but we have to believe in the rest of our lives, he has been hidden from the beginning of his appearance, and I believe that he will not let us down this time!"

Wu Xuanxuan looked at Yu Sheng again, and the latter's resolute gaze made Wu Xuanxuan feel a little strange.

"This kid...... It's so strong!"

"To be able to go through so many moves with Liu Mingsong and not be defeated, this unknown kid has definitely reached the level of a general!"

"He doesn't look like he has passed the weak crown, right? Such a young warrior is strong, tsk...... Either it's a peerless Tianjiao, or it's endless troubles!"

The officials in the audience still know the meaning of the four words of infinite trouble, how can Liu Mingsong on the stage not know? Now the strength shown for the rest of his life is far beyond his expectations, coupled with such a young age, it can be said that once the tiger is released and returns to the mountain, Liu Mingsong will sleep with his eyes open in the future!

The vitality on the glaive knife in Liu Mingsong's hand gradually became stronger, and he showed bloodthirsty eyes: "Little miscellaneous, this farce should be over!"

Liu Mingsong has a heart of killing for the rest of his life, he doesn't dare to let Yu live, since the two sides have a feud, the only way to end it is to kill the other party directly!

"Be careful for the rest of your life!!" Wu Bin in the audience felt something, and suddenly shouted loudly.

Yu Sheng frowned, listening to Wu Bin's voice, the other party was obviously ready to release the stunt of pressing the bottom of the box, what is it?

"King-level intermediate combat skill, Bali Chong!"

I saw Liu Mingsong suddenly retreat, and then all his vitality jumped out of the dantian as if he was deflated, surrounding Liu Mingsong, and then Liu Mingsong actually began to ...... Split!!

From Liu Mingsong's ontology, another Liu Mingsong is split! Not only that, but there is also a second one!

At this time, Liu Mingsong had a painful look on his face, his eyes gradually blurred, he clenched his fists tightly, and then looked up to the sky and roared: "Third rush!"

After this long roar, another Liu Mingsong was split.

Each of them is a five-fold general, three splits, and one ontology, and in the face of the rest of his life that is isolated and helpless, Liu Mingsong laughed fiercely......