Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Siege of the Three Masters

"Brother Fei, I want to avenge my brother! If Zhuo Junfan's grandson kills that kid, how can I avenge my brother?"

Zhao Liushuang was anxious, and just wanted to go on stage and fight Ling Yu to the death.

"Impulsive!"

Gao Yunfei shouted: "Liushuang, you are too impulsive! If you want to achieve a great cause, you must endure the unbearable behavior of others! The society has high expectations for you, I hope you will not let the society down!"

“...... Yes, Phineas taught you a lesson. ”

Zhao Liushuang retreated to the side, and for the sake of the future, she had to suppress the anger in her heart.

At the beginning, the result of the discussion of the three major martial arts societies was indeed a rush forward, using group beating tactics to kill Ling Yu. However, who knew that Yuan Junhua of the Sword Martial Arts Club changed his mind and sent Zhuo Junfan, the third strongman of their Martial Arts Society, to him.

When the other two martial arts clubs saw Zhuo Junfan on the field, they all thought that they didn't have to go out. As Gao Yunfei said, it was indeed disgraceful to beat Ling Yu in a group, so they didn't go on it, and let Zhuo Junfan and Ling Yu make a move first.

In case Zhuo Junfan is defeated, for the sake of insurance, the other two major martial arts clubs have also changed their candidates for the stage and replaced their respective trump cards.

Zhao Liushuang has been taking the initiative to ask Ying, but he has not been agreed before, and Gao Yunfei did not allow him to take the stage until Zhuo Junfan took the stage.

"It's really shameless, it's just a wild boy who just came to Yunda, and he actually let their No. 3 person go up. ”

In the phalanx of the Women's Martial Arts Society, there are already many people cursing and asking the Sword Martial Arts Society.

"It seems that there will be no fighting, they are very confident in Zhuo Junfan, Ling Yu is in danger, his opponent is a master at the peak of the martial arts realm!"

Yin Yurou sighed, "It's a pity that it's a good seedling!"

At this point, Xiao Yuling and the three of them had nothing to do, they could only look up at Ling Yu on the stage, fold their hands, and pray for him silently.

On the fighting platform, Zhuo Junfan's long sword was carried on his shoulder, and he looked coldly at Ling Yu on the opposite side, with a chic posture.

"Are you alone?" Ling Yu touched his chin, "It's not enough to fight!"

"Boy, this is my sword of Senior Brother Jiantao! today I will use his sword to cut off your head and avenge him!"

Before the words fell, the long sword was already unsheathed, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and emitting the sound of a dragon's groan.

"Zhuo Junfan, so handsome......"

Zhuo Junfan is one of the top ten handsome guys in Yunda, not only handsome, but also outstanding, so he has attracted countless fans.

He just made a casual action of drawing his sword out of the sheath, which had already made countless nymphomaniacs on the scene instantly high/tide, shouting Zhuo Junfan's name loudly, waving his arms vigorously, jumping, and shouting hoarsely.

"There are a lot of your fans, I can't bear to let them see you being flattened by me for a while. In this way, what is your name Zhuo, you kneel down and kowtow to the master three times, and the master will let you leave. ”

"Look for death!"

Zhuo Junfan was not in the mood to fight with Ling Yu, and as soon as the long sword was raised, a domineering sword aura had already rushed towards Ling Yu.

"Yo, do it! You brought it on yourself!"

The smile on Ling Yu's face disappeared instantly, and he stomped his feet suddenly, his palms out.

In an instant, the wind was blowing, and the sound of a thunderstorm was faintly heard.

Zhuo Jun Fantuo did not dodge, but stabbed straight with his sword.

Bang –

With the long sword on the ground, Zhuo Junfan knelt down on one knee, his chest seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and "Wow" spit out a mouthful of black blood.

The power of Ling Yu's palm was so great that Zhuo Junfan thought very highly of himself, completely forgetting what Yuan Junhua told him not to underestimate the enemy, and paid the price for it.

"Wow-"

After a burst of exclamations, the scene fell completely silent, so quiet that you could hear the breathing of everyone in the scene.

Such a result was obviously beyond everyone's expectations, no one thought that Zhuo Junfan, who was already at the peak of the martial arts realm, actually didn't even catch Ling Yu's move!

"How strong does this kid have to be?"

Yin Yurou in the audience secretly said in her heart, and couldn't help but regret a little.

"Two days ago, I should have personally recruited him! If I got him, why worry that my women's martial arts club will not rise! Miss the opportunity, miss the opportunity!"

"Up!"

"Up!"

The two figures flew onto the Douwu platform, and Zhao Liushuang and Yu Huaji were left and right, sandwiching Ling Yu in the middle.

"Who wants you two to be troublesome!

Zhuo Junfan's arrogance made him unable to accept the help of others.

"I can do it!"

"Can you handle it?"

Yu Hua Ji Yin smiled: "Zhuo Junfan, what can you do? Can you get rid of those stupid women in the audience? I see that you have slept too much lately, and your waist and knees are sore, and your legs and feet are weak! You can't even catch a wild boy's move, it's really a shame to be thrown home!"

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

Everyone in the four major martial arts societies below realized that it was impossible to defeat Ling Yu by Zhuo Junfan alone.

This life-and-death duel between the martial arts and the martial arts is related to the reputation of the three major martial arts societies, and they cannot afford to lose, so when they saw that the limelight was wrong, they quickly sent Zhao Liushuang and Yuhua Ji up.

The three of them beat Ling Yu one by one, even if it is not above board, it is bound to attract criticism, but this is better than being defeated by Ling Yu one by one.

The winner is the king and the loser is the loser, and the right to speak is always in the hands of the winner!

The three major martial arts societies are not afraid of being scolded, what they are most afraid of is ...... Failure, they can't afford to lose this face!

"Zhuo Junfan, put away your arrogance and take your enemies seriously!" Yuan Junhua yelled in a hurry from the audience, eager to fly onto the Douwu platform.

The strength of Zhao Liushuang and Yu Huaji was not weaker than Zhuo Junfan, and the three of them were all cultivators at the peak of the martial arts realm.

The three of them joined forces, and the coercion formed rippled from the Douwu platform like a wave, making the onlookers around the Douwu Platform even feel like they were out of breath and about to suffocate.

Zhao Liushuang and the three of them just kept moving around Ling Yu, but they didn't make a move. Ling Yu stood there, not moving, really a little impatient.

"Are you going to fight or not? If you don't fight, I'm going to fight!"

Zhao Liushuang and the three of them are still running, and they are still looking for the best opportunity to make a move.

Ling Yu just stood there at random, but it gave them the feeling that they couldn't find any flaws in the seamless.

"It's so annoying!

Ling Yu finally couldn't help it, he glanced at Zhao Liushuang out of the corner of his eye, and as soon as his feet moved, he arrived in front of Zhao Liushuang in an instant.

In a panic, Zhao Liushuang slammed out with a punch, and it was still the "Collapse Mountain Fist" that Lingyun Martial Arts Club excelled at, but the power of his punch was much greater than that of his younger brother Zhao Liushuang's punch.

"It's too slow, it's too slow!"

Ling Yu laughed, Zhao Liushuang's arm was grabbed by him, and his punch missed, but the whole person was kicked into the air by Ling Yu.

Yu Huaji and Zhuo Junfan finally found an opportunity, and the two of them shot at the same time to directly capture Ling Yu's vital point.

"Ice Palm!"

Yuhuaji's palm was filled with ice mist, and as soon as he made a move, it was the peerless cold ice palm of the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Society.

Zhuo Junfan gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, staring at Ling Yu's head, and slashed at Ling Yu's head with a sword.