in the ring.

When Fang Baiyu heard Yang Mucheng's words, he was almost dying of shame. But defeated, defeated, no matter what he said now, it was like the barking of a lost dog, and it had no meaning.

Ziyang Zhenren was cold.

"Emperor Yang, what if you win in the inner gate? a year and a half later, if you fight Fang Baiyu again, it will not be certain who will win and who will lose, who will live and who will die!"

The corners of Yang Mucheng's mouth curled slightly, glanced at the embarrassed Fang Baiyu, and did not answer.

Fight again after a year and a half?

Only Yang Mucheng knew best in his heart that in today's battle, since Fang Baiyu had already been defeated in his hands, he would not be qualified to be his opponent from now on. After all, he has the Ancient Heaven Swallowing Technique, and he has the help of the system. The gap between the two will only get bigger and bigger.

"Waiting for you at any time!"

He replied lightly.

Yang Mucheng walked off the ring with his hands down.

......

"Win!"

"Emperor Yang actually won ......"

"It's a pity that Emperor Yang failed to kill Fang Baiyu in one fell swoop. In the future, this white feather will inevitably become his great enemy!"

Looking at Fang Baiyu, who was full of resentment, many people secretly shook their heads.

"That's right, although Fang Baiyu was defeated, there is still a life. With his identity and status, plus Ziyang Zhenren as a backer, sooner or later he will surpass Emperor Yang!"

"But in today's battle, Emperor Yang is famous in the Heavenly Palace!"

"Yes, within one day, he defeated Lin Ao and Fang Baiyu, and even forced Ziyang Zhenren to lower his voice. In this battle, he has certainly gained face and momentum, but in the future, I am afraid that he will be specially targeted by Ziyang Zhenren in the Tuotian Palace!"

Everyone is talking.

The game continued.

But.

With the previous battle between Yang Mucheng and Fang Baiyu, the next game was a bit boring. Yang Mucheng didn't even have any interest in watching the battle, he leaned back on the seat of the chair, and let Lu Yao'er's small hands gently pinch it on his shoulders.

"It's a pity, it's only one step away from being able to kill Fang Bai Yu. Ye Shujin and other people in Longtang all sighed.

The corners of Yang Mucheng's mouth raised slightly, and he slowly shook his head: "Ziyang Zhenren will not sit idly by and let me kill Fang Baiyu." In addition, this battle has clearly understood Fang Baiyu's roots, as well as Ziyang Zhenren's methods. So, I don't feel any pity. ”

Slowly open your eyes and look ahead.

But see.

Fang Baiyu, who had taken the healing pill, was already standing in the ring again. Fighting against him was a martial artist of a Xuanqi Grandmaster, this martial artist didn't know whether he was alive or dead, thinking that Fang Baiyu was seriously injured by Yang Mucheng, and he lost the ability to fight again, but he didn't know that Fang Baiyu at this time was like a crazy lion.

As soon as Ziyang Zhenren announced the start, Fang Baiyu regarded the other party as the object of venting, slapped into the ground, and his skull all burst, and he didn't even have time to shout for mercy, he died on the spot.

'Fang Baiyu certainly possessed thirty-one battle intents, but he was not proficient, and what he mastered was not as proficient as mine. Even if the cultivation is higher than mine, there is no need to be afraid!'

But this Ziyang real person is terrifying. In a hurry, it was enough to resist my Nine Dragons Flying Sword. After all, I still lack the means of the Imperial Sword, if I had previously used a set of Xuan-level martial arts to control the Nine Dragons Flying Sword, I would not only be able to kill Fang Baiyu, but also be able to severely injure Ziyang Zhenren!"

'It seems that learning Xuan-level martial arts must be put on the agenda as soon as possible!'

"In the next game, Zhou Tao vs. Yang Mucheng ......"

Then.

Ziyang Zhenren's voice pulled Yang Mucheng back from his contemplation.

The disciple named Zhou Tao turned pale with fright when he heard that his opponent was Yang Mucheng, and shook his head again and again:

"I give up!"

Since then, almost every opponent who has encountered Yang Mucheng has chosen to give up. And Yang Mucheng's points are also leading all the way.

After Yang Mucheng, it was Fang Baiyu.

At the beginning, several of his opponents thought that they could defeat Fang Baiyu when he was injured and beat the water dog. But Fang Baiyu showed no mercy in his actions, and after killing seven or eight people in a row, no one dared to argue with him. Whenever they met Fang Baiyu, the warriors also chose to abandon the game.

The third in line is a black-robed man who has no obvious statement.

This black-robed man was shrouded in a wide robe, as if he was afraid of being recognized, but he had actually reached the cultivation of the late stage of Xuanhai, and had more than a dozen kinds of fighting intent .

"Who is this man?"

Yang Mucheng frowned slightly.

"I don't know! Everyone called him 'Mr. Su'. Gong Shaohai shook his head, "But this person's strength should not be underestimated." He was the second martial artist to get the token after Fang Baiyu. I'm afraid that the strength is not below Fang Baiyu...... He's going to fight Fang Baiyu!"

As Gong Shaohai shouted, everyone turned their eyes to the ring.

This black-robed man was not like others, he chose to abandon the game when he met Fang Baiyu, but stood in the ring without any scruples.

"This Mr. Su actually didn't give up the game, does he want to fight with Fang Baiyu?"

The crowd was amazed.

But see.

Fang Baiyu looked at Mr. Su with a cold face.

"It's really a tiger falling on the plain being bullied by dogs, and the dragon swimming in shallow water is being played by shrimp. You also want to compete with me, it's just that His Highness has nowhere to vent, so let's take you off!"

Fang Baiyu was angry in his heart.

After he was defeated by Yang Mucheng, many people jumped out one after another, wanting to step on his head and get on the throne, how could he bear it?

But as soon as his voice fell, there was a sudden change.

But see.

Mr. Su's body trembled, and he immediately stepped out. When this step fell, the earth was stepped on by him with a huge footprint, and the whole person rushed in front of Fang Baiyu with a gust of wind, and even smashed out with a punch at the same time.

"What a speed!"

"This Mr. Su's strength ......"

Everyone was shocked.

"What?"

Fang Baiyu also trembled in his heart. At the same time as the opponent's fist bombarded, he immediately raised his fists and put them horizontally in front of him, and he ate the opponent's blow hard.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound rang out, Fang Baiyu only felt a huge force surging out, and a trace of blood immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body was actually shot backwards like a cannonball by this punch, and was directly smashed out of the ring.

At this time.

Inside and outside the ring, there was a dead silence.

"Interesting!" Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows. "This Mr. Su's strength is probably no less than mine. I didn't expect that among this group of martial artists, it was the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger!"

Fang Baiyu watched as he was knocked out of the ring, and his whole person was almost about to run away.

He didn't expect that.

He was first defeated by Yang Mucheng, and then defeated by Mr. Su.

"Next game, Yang Mucheng vs. Mr. Su!"

Ziyang Zhenren saw the opportunity and hurriedly announced the next game.

However.

Just as Yang Mucheng was about to get up to fight, Mr. Su arched his hands and said:

"No need to compare, I admit defeat!"

(End of chapter)