Chapter Twenty-Nine: Vulnerable

As soon as these two people made a move, they were rushing to get Ling Yu's life!

The tens of thousands of students and the people of the Four Great Martial Arts Clubs who were watching were all staring intently at the stage, although Ling Yu defeated Zhuo Junfan, the vast majority of people were still not optimistic that he would be able to defeat the two masters.

Below the Douwu platform, Xiao Yuling's three daughters' hearts all rose to their throats.

The most dangerous moment is coming!

"He's going to get out of the way. ”

In the phalanx of the Women's Martial Arts Society, Yin Yurou calmly made a prediction.

Under the attack of the two masters at the peak of the martial arts realm, it is the best choice to temporarily avoid the edge.

Yin Yurou put herself in her shoes, if it was her who was in Ling Yu's position now, she would definitely dodge and then wait for an opportunity to fight back.

He ...... Is he crazy?"

Yin Yu's soft eyes were round, and a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face, which had always been unwavering.

Ling Yu didn't dodge, but chose to carry it head-on.

I saw that his left hand was hard to catch Yu Huaji's cold ice palm, and the two fingers of his right hand actually caught Zhuo Junfan's earth-shattering sword.

Yu Huaji's face was red, and he was urging his palm to attack Ling Yu. On the other side, Zhuo Junfan's long sword was caught by Ling Yu, and he was trying his best to pull the long sword back, swinging his sword again to chop Ling Yu's head.

The two sides entered a stalemate phase.

"Not good!"

There was a burst of exclamations around the Douwutai.

At this moment, Zhao Liushuang fell from the sky and landed behind Ling Yu.

At this moment, Ling Yu was already trapped by Yu Huaji and Zhuo Junfan, and his back was completely exposed in front of Zhao Liushuang's eyes, which was completely empty!

"Zhao Liushuang, kill him!"

Gao Yunfei in the audience gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

"Die!"

Zhao Liushuang jumped up, his body stretched out in the air, like a full giant bow, and punched Ling Yu in the back.

Bang!

This punch hit Ling Yu's back firmly, and with the power of Zhao Liushuang's punch, even a ten-centimeter-thick stone slab would be shattered by his punch.

"Ling Yu ......"

Xiao Yuling's three daughters screamed in unison.

At this moment, they covered their mouths and noses and sobbed silently.

Everyone thought that Ling Yu would fall, but he was still standing on the fighting platform, and the expression on his face was still the same as that hanging.

"It's my turn, isn't it!"

Hit so hard, Ling Yu acted as if he was fine.

In the next moment, Yu Huaji suddenly let out a miserable scream.

"My hand, my hand ......"

The ice mist in the center of his palm was gone, replaced by a blur of flesh scorched by the flames. Ling Yu used the Fire Cloud Palm to break his Ice Palm.

Zhao Liushuang was also suddenly shocked and flew out, and a mouthful of black blood had already spurted out of the air.

Collapse –

The long sword shattered, and as soon as Ling Yu shook his hand, the half of the sword body in his hand shot out, shooting into Zhuo Junfan's chest, and the blood instantly stained his clothes red.

Solving the three masters in an instant, Ling Yu stood with his hands in his hands, and he had a heroic spirit that looked at the world.

His gaze coldly swept from the phalanx of the three major martial arts societies and spat towards the audience.

"The three major martial arts clubs, but Er'er, a group of local chickens and dogs, are vulnerable!"

All the horses are together.

Everyone in the audience had big mouths and expressions of disbelief on their faces. They had not yet recovered from their consternation.

This huge reversal is really unbelievable, and even if you see it with your own eyes, it still feels like a dream, not real.

"Boy, don't be rampant!"

Yuan Junhua jumped onto the fighting platform and supported the crumbling Zhuo Junfan.

"Jun Fan, Jun Fan, how are you?"

"I ...... I ......"

Zhuo Junfan let out a few mouthfuls of blood foam, and died before he could say a complete sentence. His heart was pierced by a broken sword, and his life was dead.

"Ling Yu, Lao Tzu slaughtered you!"

Zhuo Junfan asked about the future of the Sword Martial Arts Society, and now that he died tragically at the hands of Ling Yu, Yuan Junhua's heart ached like a knife, and a stream of blood surged into his head, forgetting the rules of the Douwutai, and just wanted to kill Ling Yu.

At this moment, a white shadow rushed over and stopped Yuan Junhua.

"Yuan Junhua, on the Douwu Stage, life and death are fate! You still ask the vice president of the Sword Martial Arts Club, have you forgotten the rules of the Douwu Stage?"

"Yin Yurou, it's none of your business, you get out of the way for me!" Yuan Junhua was like an angry lion.

Yin Yurou snorted coldly, "Yuan Junhua, I'm saving you! You sober up, do you think that with your strength, you can beat Ling Yu?

Yin Yurou's words were like a basin of ice water pouring down from his head, and he hit Yuan Junhua completely sober.

Although his cultivation was much higher than Zhuo Junfan's, even so, he didn't have the ability to defeat the siege of the three masters like Ling Yu.

At this time, if you rely on the enthusiasm of your brain, regardless of rushing forward, the final result can only be self-inflicted. One is not good, if Ling Yu kills him, he asks the Sword Martial Arts Club to not even have a reason to avenge him.

On the fighting platform, life and death are fateful.

On stage, whatever you want. stepped down, but he couldn't use the life and death on the stage to seek revenge.

This is the meaning of the existence of Douwutai!

"Ling Yu, count you lucky! Today, I will spare your life in the face of President Yin! I will store your head on your neck for the time being, but don't be complacent, I will take your head from your neck in the near future!"

Leave a few cruel words and find yourself a step down.

Yuan Junhua jumped off the fighting platform, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Vice President, Senior Brother Zhuo's blood feud, we can't help but avenge it!" Chen Jiantao shouted.

"Bastard!

Yuan Junhua was full of anger and had nowhere to vent his worries, so he slapped Chen Jiantao hard.

"If it weren't for you, a waste, giving your sword to Zhuo Junfan, how could he have died?"

"I ...... I ......"

Chen Jiantao covered half of his hot face, wanting to cry without tears.

"Lost, we lost. ”

It wasn't until this moment that the three major martial arts societies realized that they had lost outright.

If you lose the result, you also lose the process.

They used the disgraceful way of beating Ling Yu alone, and they didn't get half of the benefits, they really lost home.

"Does it mean that you don't have to bear any responsibility for killing people on the fighting platform?"

Ling Yu's gaze swept over Zhao Liushuang and Yu Huaji, who were on the stage, and the two of them were frightened.

"You've won, stop it!" Yin Yu judo.

"Hmph," Ling Yu sneered, "In other words, if they win, it's me who falls to the ground at the moment, will they stop killing me?"

A chilling murderous aura spread from Ling Yu's body, and his gaze was like the downward gaze of the Grim Reaper.

Just this look of eyes has scared Zhao Liushuang and Yuhua to the point that they are not possessed. Not far from them, after all, there was still Zhuo Junfan's corpse.

"You're right, I don't have anything to say, you can do it. ”

Yin Yurou was on tiptoe and jumped off the fighting platform.

"Don't kill us, don't kill us......"

Zhao Liushuang and Yu Hua were extremely frightened, they were already seriously injured, if Ling Yu wanted to kill them, it would be easy for him.