"Cut, that's all? So surrendered. ”

"What the hell, coerce one!"

"Alas, hit him, Ding Song don't stop......"

"I don't think this Yan Qing is simple, and his judgment is very accurate."

"If you know the times, you can be considered a wise man."

The people in the spectator seats had all kinds of comments, and on the whole they were more derogatory than positive.

They wanted to see Mu Fan beaten and ruthlessly ravaged by Ding Song. Now I don't see the scene they want to see, and I feel very unhappy.

The enemies in the first few battles were all defeated by Mu Fan, and they were arrogant to the extreme, and they saw no one in their eyes, as if they were feeding them flies, and they were fed several times in succession.

Ding Song is strong, and they came here to see Mu Fan lose. Although Mu Fan's surrender was a loss, they wanted to see Mu Fan be taught a hard lesson.

Mu Fan stood on the edge of the ring, raised his hands, and said one after another: "I surrender and admit defeat." ”

As he spoke, he jumped out of the ring, but before he touched the ground, he was suddenly caught by Ding Song.

"If the referee didn't say it's over, our game won't be over!" Ding Song's voice was excited and chilling, and he knew that it was the referee who was buying him time.

As he spoke, he used all his strength and his feet, not wasting a moment, holding Mu Fan's arm with one hand to prevent Mu Fan from escaping, and then kicked Mu Fan in the left rib with a fierce kick.

"Cough ......" Mu Fan was kicked hard, four or five ribs were broken on his left side, the broken bones pierced into the lungs, and blood continued to spill from his mouth and nose.

The people of the Sword Sect had already realized that something was wrong when Ding Song grabbed Mu Fan's arm. The ram and others rushed to the ring, and the people of the Xuanmen suddenly protected the ring. The temperature in the arena plummeted, and in the blink of an eye, the frost condensed, and the ice on the wall drooped along the eaves.

Seeing that he was about to make a move, the referee announced: "The competition is over." ”

Ding Song let go of his hand and threw Mu Fan under the stage. He looked up at the people around him and smiled, "What's wrong?" What are you doing here? ”

Lin Xiao pinched his sword finger, volleyed a little, and a sword qi shot out, the sword qi was full of killing intent, and he had already moved his killing intent, and the target was Ding Song.

However, when the sword qi flew into the air, it was snuffed out. A middle-aged woman said, "Don't worry, I'm afraid there is something strange about this matter." ”

"There's a weird thing about your mother." Ram Gao pointed at the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman smiled: "I am the eighth sage of Xuanmen, where did you come out of the kid and dare to talk to me like this?" ”

Because Ye Feng killed a sage, he gave another one to King Fengyang. Xuanmen had to re-select and reorder. The middle-aged woman's name is Sha Yiyun, and she is the eighth sage who has recently been finalized. The status and qualifications are extremely high, which is equivalent to the great worship and guest qing in the Sword Sect.

Ram Gao naturally knows that he is a junior, but when the words come to his mouth, he doesn't vomit or be unhappy!

"The referee will come out for me." Sha Yiyun shouted.

The same handsome middle-aged man walked out and said tremblingly, "It was my mistake." ”

The middle-aged woman said in a deep voice: "Do you know that because of your mistakes, you almost killed the disciples of the Sword Sect, causing the Sword Sect and my Xuanmen to fight each other!" ”

The middle-aged man foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground, apparently having taken poison in advance, and now he was poisoned, and he couldn't save it.

Feng Dao snorted coldly, such a childish trick couldn't hide from him. He glanced at the people present in the Xuanmen, did not stay on Ding Song for a moment, considered the two breaths, and finally did not get rid of Ding Song.

Patience is a must!

"The ram is high for you...... Uncle, alas, ......" Mu Fan's voice suddenly sounded, and a cold sentence attracted the attention of the people present.

The people watching the battle seat were not stupid, but everyone could see that Xuanmen did it on purpose. Although they wanted Mu Fan to be taught a lesson, they did not hope to let him die.

Mu Fan stroked his chest and sat on the ground, and as he spoke, a large pool of blood flowed.

Lin Xiao said: "Xiao Gao, go, take your junior brother back to heal." ”

Ram Gao immediately flew below, looking at the piece of Mu Fan's left rib that was concave, and his teeth were clucking in anger. He bent down and hugged Mu Fan and said, "Hold on." ”

After Mu Fan waved, he said, "Let me finish." ”

He raised his eyebrows and smiled at Sha Yiyun in the air, flirtatious as a prodigal son, and then pointed to the ram with difficulty, "The woman above, you look pretty good...... Not bad. You said you were ...... It's a sage of Xuanmen, and if you ask me who this senior brother is, I can tell you that this is ...... You have to start with me......"

Sha Yiyun frowned, and said in his heart: "This kid can still speak now, and he really can't stay." ”

"Actually, I'm your mother's little ...... raised outside. White. Mu Fan laughed while vomiting blood, and deliberately said in a frivolous tone: "Ram Gao is my senior brother, then he is your uncle." Ha ha...... You are also good-looking, why don't you serve me with your wife! ”

The ram Gao hugged Mu Fan, and then said: "She's like that, forget it, she is as ugly as a pig in a pigsty." ”

"Big brother...... I didn't expect you to know the word "pigsty". Mu Fan spat out another mouthful of blood, and his tone was very strange.

"I didn't know it, but when I got to Xuanmen, I knew it, and when I saw a woman like a pig, I understood it all at once."

Ram Gao and Mu Fan sang and harmonized, with a clear meaning, that is, they were targeting Sha Yiyun.

"Do you want to die?" Sha Yiyun restrained his tone, and the temperature around him seemed to decrease again.

Mu Fan opened his mouth to say something, but Ram Gao stopped: "Let me come, I don't usually like to speak quickly, but ...... Today I want to experience what it feels like to have a poisonous tongue. ”

He continued to walk outside the martial arts arena with Mu Fan in his arms, and said with a smile without looking back: "I said nonsense just now, it's my fault, although you are a pig, your wife should be good." ”

"Seconds!" Mu Fan praised while vomiting blood.

Feng Dao smiled like nothing, "Sage Sha, the discipline is not good, it's all my problem, I'll go back and clean them up." ”

Sha Yiyun had a gloomy face and said, "It's true that there is no education at all. ”

The ram said: "Cultivated sage, you should always maintain your upbringing. ”

Lin Xiao landed beside Ram Gao, pulled the two of them to jump on his flying sword, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

In the clouds, the ram said with high concern: "Can you hold on?" ”

"Yes, it's the body...... Physically uncomfortable. Mu Fan touched his left rib, and more and more blood flowed out.

He took out a seven-grade healing pill from the storage ring and said, "It's okay for me...... Took pain-relieving ...... beforehand"

"Don't talk about it yet." Lin Xiao observed the wound on Mu Fan's left rib and sighed lightly: "The broken bone residue must be taken out." ”

"I know, I'm ready to ......," Mu Fan stopped halfway through speaking, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath.

If his physique hadn't improved, Ding Song's kick might have killed him. Xuanmen actually engaged in such a non-technical Yin method is really naked conceit.

Mu Fan's conceit is pretended, and Xuanmen's conceit is real, which makes him very disgusting.