"Brother, what the hell is going on?"

In front of the public, Long Haotian did not ask directly, but used the technique of sound transmission to talk to Leng Shan. However, Leng Shan at this moment seems a little wooden, and he is not in the same state as when he took the exam with him ten days ago.

"Let's fight!"

Leng Shan said lightly. He didn't directly summon the Star Phantom Beast, but also put on a pair of gloves, which were exactly the same level as Long Haotian. Each one weighs 100 catties, and there are 80 fourth-order military patterns inside.

Although Long Haotian didn't know the truth, he could guess that it must be inseparable from some people in the audience. However, at this moment, it is not the time to find out the truth, and the top priority is still to do our best to win the decisive battle. For Leng Shan, just defeat him without losing his life.

"That's it!" Long Haotian nodded, "You and my brother can't have a fight!"

Leng Shan snorted coldly, and two terrifying rays of essence shot out of his eyes. made the hearts of Cheng Yuan, Shen Dan and others, who were watching from a distance, tremble fiercely. Even though Cheng Yuan's current cultivation realm was still higher than him, under these fierce gazes, he felt that he couldn't even lift his legs.

"Kill!"

Leng Shan roared angrily, danced his fists, and cast a "hundred cracks" to attack Long Haotian.

"Six hundred punches in one blow!" the Force is unharmed!" Long Haotian couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

At the time of the assessment, Leng Shan's Force had reached more than three bulls, and now it seems to have been completely consolidated in the realm of four bulls. At that time, because he was deprived of qualifications, Leng Shan was not able to show his boxing speed, and now it seems that he has moved from Dacheng to the peak. This strength is already almost above that of Taifeng.

Of course, even if Leng Shan's strength has exceeded everyone's expectations, there is still a big gap with Long Haotian.

However, Long Haotian was hindered by brotherhood and did not want to hurt Leng Shan's life, so he tolerated everywhere. And this decisive battle platform is not small, but it is not too big, with a distance of two hundred meters in length and width, under the fierce offensive of Leng Mountain, Long Haotian gradually felt a little powerless to deal with it.

Moreover, Long Haotian's forbearance did not let Leng Shan be touched at all. On the contrary, his offensive became more and more rapid, forcing Long Haotian into a dead corner several times, and he was almost knocked off the decisive stage.

"What the hell is going on!" Long Haotian was secretly frightened, he felt that the scene in front of him seemed to be somewhat familiar. Because Yan Huang was like this at the beginning, his heart changed dramatically overnight. But the question is, the Yan Famine is because of the blood-drinking frenzy of fighting bones, and what is the reason for the cold mountain?

Ji Wuchen's palm was sweating. If he continues to fight like this, Long Haotian will not talk about winning, and his life will be worried!

"Senior Brother Long, fight back!" Ji Wuchen said anxiously.

"Senior Brother Ji, what's wrong with Leng Shan? I always feel that he has been controlled by someone, as if he can't help himself!" Long Haotian replied.

"I feel that way, too, but I don't know why!"

"Isn't this some secret technique of the Purple Cloud Sect?"

"Unheard of!" Ji Wuchen replied categorically, "Even if I haven't cultivated all the techniques of the sect, one thing I can be sure of is that there are no such demonic techniques in the sect!"

Ji Wuchen said as he glanced at the stands with his eyes, hoping to find some flaws in it. However, to his disappointment, whether it was the Xie brothers, Qiu Tianyi, or Mo Wuxian, their eyes were fixed on the stands. And the expressions on everyone's faces were strikingly similar, and they all longed for Long Haotian to be killed on the spot. But it is very difficult to find out the flaws or evidence that Leng Shan is controlled.

"It's weird! What kind of doorway is this!" Ji Wuchen also had a little palpitations at the moment. If such an evil technique really occurs in the sect, then it is necessary to report it to the master.

In an instant, Long Haotian had already endured thirty rounds under Leng Shan's fist. Due to the limitations of the decisive battle platform, his body was considered to be strong and took more than ten punches, if it weren't for his physical strength being strong enough and his recovery power far beyond ordinary people, I am afraid that he would have been beaten down long ago.

"This kid is really tenacious! I didn't expect to be able to take him down like this!" In the stands, Xie Wuyi said in a low voice.

"What did you two do to this kid?" Xie Rongyuan glanced at his two sons, how could he not know that there was a trick here? If he wasn't too jealous of Long Haotian, he would never allow his son to do such a thing.

"No, father, why do you doubt us?" Xie Wuyu quibbled.

"Hmph! It's not a point!" Xie Rongyuan snorted coldly.

Although he knew that the brothers must be lying, how could he reprimand them in front of so many people? But even if they did not reprimand, the brothers still felt a little frightened in the face of their father's sharp gaze. Maybe it was because he was a thief and knew that what he was doing would not see the light of day, and at this moment both of them lowered their heads and kept silent.

And at this moment, on the decisive stage, Long Haotian finally stopped holding back. In an instant, the stormy fist wind returned fire towards the cold mountain. Four pairs of fist gloves collided in the void at high speed, bursting with 10,000 points of fire. The entire decisive battle field was shrouded in a roaring loud sound, and at this moment, it was as if the nine-day thundercloud had suddenly descended.

"Brother, wake up!" Long Haotian fought back while trying to contain it with the soul technique taught by Lan Xinyue, hoping to more or less recall Leng Shan's nature.

It's a pity that he hasn't practiced much about this set of spells these days, so in such a fierce confrontation, it didn't play the slightest role. However, Long Haotian could clearly feel that there was a strange force that was restraining Leng Shan's mind. At this moment, he was by no means fighting alone.

"Damn, let's take him off the decisive stage first!" Long Haotian made up his mind, and the momentum of the counterattack began to become fierce.

No matter how powerful Leng Shan is, his fist speed is only six hundred punches in one blow, and the Force is just not deteriorating, when Long Hao naively and seriously fights him, he can't support it in an instant. After only three rounds, Leng Shan was pushed to the edge of the decisive table, and victory was almost in sight.

Ji Wuchen's tightly knit brows finally stretched, and he let out a long sigh of relief. Just now, he was even more nervous than when he was facing the enemy. At this moment, I watched him take out the pot of Purple Xuanlei Wine given by Long Haotian from his jade wrench, pull off the cork, and prepare to take a small sip to suppress the shock.

In the distance, a trace of coldness flashed in Mo Wuji's eyes: "Is it so easy to win?"

Looking at the decisive platform again, Long Haotian's roaring fist wind rushed towards Leng Shan's chest. This time, even if Leng Shan blocked it with all his might, as long as he hit any part of his body, he would inevitably be knocked out of the decisive platform by Long Haotian's terrifying strength.

However, when Long Haotian's fist was less than a foot away from Leng Shan's body, at the end-of-year martial arts competition in Dragon Bird City, the incomparably similar scene of Yan Huang fighting Ajun suddenly appeared in front of Long Haotian. I saw that suddenly, Leng Shan actually gave up his defense, completely leaving the position of his heart to Long Haotian. If this punch hits, Leng Shan will definitely die on the spot.

"Not good!"

Long Haotian was excited, and hurriedly forcibly stopped his offensive. The fist finally stayed three inches in front of Leng Shan's heart. At the same time, a hint of foreboding flashed in Long Haotian's mind, he knew that he had been tricked!

However, as the so-called bystanders are fans of the Qing authorities, when they really faced this situation, Long Haotian also found that he was not spared. At this moment, no matter how fast his reaction was, it was still half a beat slower after all.

Just look at Leng Shan's eyes shooting two cold rays, and when he gave up his defense, he had completely condensed his strength into his right fist. At this moment, seeing that the portal on Long Haotian's left side was wide open, Leng Shan roared angrily, and the terrifying fist wind slammed towards Long Haotian's heart.

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