Although Wang Dongsheng's admission of defeat made everyone extremely dissatisfied, the masters of the major chambers of commerce tacitly did not challenge Chu Yang again.

In the end, under the announcement of the beautiful host, Chu Yang successfully advanced to the finals.

Such a result is unexpected, but it is reasonable.

After all, everyone wants to retain strength.

When there is no absolute certainty, no one wants to waste their strength on Chu Yang.

The race continued, and soon it was the turn of Sword Storm to take on the challenge.

After he defeated 8 masters of other chambers of commerce in a row, Liu Zhenlong, the president of the Wild Lion Chamber of Commerce, stepped onto the competition platform at the behest of Xiongbatian and challenged him.

Originally, it was not difficult to qualify for the final with his strength.

But this Liu Zhenlong is a master ranked 53rd on the Tiger List.

Shang Sihai and He Beifeng all frowned, and a trace of worry flashed in their eyes.

Chu Yang was about to speak, but found that Xiongbatian and Du Hailong in the distance cast a defiant look at him.

In the end, they even pointed to the sword on the platform, and compared it to him with a motion of wiping his neck.

Obviously, they wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge on Chu Yang, wanting him to watch Jian Feng being beaten to death by Liu Zhenlong.

Chu Yang smiled disdainfully, glanced at them coldly and withdrew his gaze.

These guys want to borrow Liu Zhenlong's hand to get rid of the sword frightening wind and give him a little color, which is too whimsical.

"Boy, a nobody like you is not qualified to accept the challenge of this president, but who made you join the bastard surnamed Chu?

That miscellaneous. I planted my son, and today I will take you under the knife!

If you really want to blame, blame the little miscellaneous surnamed Chu. It's planted. ”

Liu Zhenlong stared at the sword with a cold gaze, and said sharply.

"Hugh is rude to Mr. Chu!"

The sword frightened the killing intent in the eyes, and rushed out, and the double swords in his hands suddenly came out of their sheaths.

"Mr. Chu? That kid has a good dog, and today I'll peel you off! ”

A trace of disdain flashed in Liu Zhenlong's eyes, and he said mockingly.

When the words fell, he was not afraid of the double swords that the sword slashed by the wind, clenched his hands into fists, and met him.

He wore a pair of fists made of dark iron on his hands, and he was invulnerable, and collided with the twin swords of the sword.

Obviously, both sides have shown their real skills to kill each other as quickly as possible.

"Ding!"

The twin swords collided with the Xuantie fist, making a crisp sound.

"Boy, your sword is too weak!"

The sword will be attacked by the wind

Under the block, Liu Zhenlong grinned, and the violent fist suddenly exploded.

"Pedal ......"

The sword frightened and flew out with the powerful force of the fist.

Before he could stabilize his figure, Liu Zhenlong appeared in front of him like a maggot on the tarsal bones, smashing him in the face with an iron fist.

"Boy, punch me!"

Jian Fengfeng's face changed slightly, and it was too late to dodge.

He could only cross his swords and stand in front of him.

"Ding......

The iron fist collided with the twin swords, making a crisp sound and rubbing brilliant sparks.

The sword frightened wind was shaken by the terrifying fist and retreated, and had already retreated to the edge of the competition platform.

"Boy, it's over!"

Liu Zhenlong showed a cruel smile on his face, and swung another fist to smash the sword into the heart like lightning.

As he threw his fist, the air was whining.

The sharp fist wind hit the body of the sword frightening wind, like a knife blowing.

This Liu Zhenlong's shot was really ruthless, and as soon as he came, he used a killing move, used all his strength, and forced the sword into a desperate situation.

The others seemed to have seen the scene of Jian Feng being killed by a punch.

The group of people in the male sky were all satisfied and excited.

Even Xu Zongtian, Wan Guihai, and Hu Yifa all turned around and raised their middle fingers at Chu Yang.

Their son was abolished by this kid, and even they were planted in Chu Yang's hands.

They couldn't wait to cut Chu Yang with a thousand knives.

Chu Yang was unmoved, his eyes staring sharply at the competition platform.

He Beifeng and Shang Sihai beside him became particularly nervous at this moment.

Anyone can tell that the sword is in a bad situation.

Qin Bingxue in the distance was a little nervous and worried, after all, Sword Fright had helped them solve a lot of trouble.

Looking at Liu Zhenlong's fist smashed with all his strength, he felt Chu Yang's gaze.

Jian Fengfeng's expression was solemn, he gritted his teeth violently, and he didn't dodge Liu Zhenlong's attack, and turned the double swords in his hand to launch a counterattack desperately.

He must not let Mr. Chu down, let alone disgrace him.

This sword is his current pinnacle.

This sword is almost to the extreme.

"Boom!"

"Woo-ra!"

In the next second, an iron fist full of wild power smashed into the chest of the sword frightening.

Two brilliant sword lights illuminated the audience, making people almost unable to open their eyes.

The fist was rushing, and the sword light flickered.

The sword is frightened

As most people expected, his body slammed heavily on the tournament platform.

Before everyone could react, they saw Liu Zhenlong's head flying.

Bright red blood spurted from the broken neck.

His body turned into a headless corpse and collapsed.

Liu ...... Liu Zhenlong is dead? ”

"Just ...... What happened just now, that kid cut off President Liu's head? ”

"That'...... That kid actually killed Liu Zhenlong? ”

The pupils of the people at the scene constricted, and there was an uproar.

Many timid people screamed even more, not daring to see the bloody scene.

Hu Yifa, who raised his middle finger at Chu Yang, Xu Zongtian, Wan Guihai, and Liang Qianhe, suddenly froze on their faces.

Five Generations of Rivers, Mountains and Moons

Xiongbatian and Du Hailong's faces also became particularly gloomy.

They originally wanted to use Liu Zhenlong's hand to kill the sword and beat Chu Yang, but they didn't expect it to be such a result in the end.

"Damn it!"

Du Hailong was even more angry and slammed his fist on the table.

"President!"

"Father!"

The members of the Crazy Lion Chamber of Commerce and Liu Zhenlong's son changed their faces even more, and their mouths let out anxious screams.

Chen Tianshu, who was originally holding a good show, and Qian Liguo's faces also became ugly.

"Hoo ......"

He Beifeng and Shang Sihai, who were nervous, finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

Chu Yang also showed a pleased smile on his face, and his gaze at the sword was full of appreciation.

Putting it to death and then rebirth, this sword is terrifying, and the courage is commendable.

"Ahem......"

Sword Frightening ignored everyone's gaze, dragged his tired body back to his seat, and looked at Chu Yang with his eyes full of apologies.

"Mr. Chu, I'm sorry, I've embarrassed you......"

He knew that with his record, he would not be able to make it to the finals that followed.

Liu Zhenlong's death made everyone deeply aware of the cruelty of Longmen Dabi.

They know better that this is just the beginning.

At the same time, this also made the Xiongbahui, Du Hailong and their group of people more powerful against Chu Yang.

At this moment, the host read Shang Sihai's name, and it was his turn to take on the challenge of many contestants as the champion.

Looking at Shang Sihai who was on the competition platform, Wan Guihai, who was beside Xiongbatian, had murderous intent in his eyes and spoke sharply.

"Shang Sihai, let this president meet you today!"