Yang Pan has been in a very bad mood in the past few years, and can even be described as angry, last week, his cousin was assassinated by the blocker in broad daylight, this is the first time that the Yang family has been assassinated? This is the first few relatives of the Yang family to be assassinated in the past three years? Do they want to kill them all? Since the second uncle Yang Polang abolished his martial arts, the Yang family has begun to decline and decline, although the second uncle is still the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, but after losing his strength, those who are ambitious and eat inside and outside can't sit still! Especially with the support of those foreign consortia, the current situation of the Yang family is becoming more and more dangerous day by day! And the Chen family is now too busy to take care of itself, and some foreign countries seem to have made some agreements privately, and they have openly begun to squeeze out and suppress Huaxia, and the berserkers and superpowers have gradually annexed some martial artists in the whole world!

Berserkers even distribute 10 H3 sticks for free in every city in China every month! Prerequisite: You must be a martial artist to be eligible to fight for H3! Every day, hundreds of thousands of martial artists in various cities in China will compete for H3! As long as any martial artist takes H3, his strength will skyrocket instantly, although the meridians of martial artists who take H3 will gradually stiffen and petrify! Martial arts will stop for life! But they have gained strength comparable to that of martial arts masters realm martial artists! You don't need to put in any effort to get the results of thirty or forty years of hard work by a martial artist, and the vast majority of people can't resist this temptation, but the price of H3 is difficult for ordinary people to buy in their entire lives!

"Is the storm coming? I hate that there are too many people in the older generation of my Yang family, but the younger generation is still growing up!"

"Young Master, this is the enshrinement of the twenty large martial arts halls in Wuhan this month!" A pale young man in a black robe put a cowhide bag on the table, and then stood silently next to it!

"How many times have you said it! Don't call me young master, just call me Pan! Hmm? Why are you only 5 yuan cores, what's wrong with you? Who were you injured?" Yang Pan, who had a slightly scholarly temperament, looked at the bruises on the black-robed man's face and suddenly became angry!

"Nothing! just rest for a few days!" the black-robed young man smiled reluctantly!

"Are they superpowers or berserkers, they're getting more and more excessive!" Extremely angry, Yang Pan's right hand slammed into the sandalwood ancient table with a dazzling white light!

"Hey, go down, rest for a few days!" Yang Pan sat on the chair weakly, now is an extraordinary period, and he can only swallow it in his stomach if he breaks his teeth, the Yang family is on the cusp of the storm, and if he can't bear it, he will make a big plan, and he can't bring the Yang family into a place of no return because of his own impulsiveness!

"Knock knock! Young Master! Dozens of remnants of the island nation rushed in from the south gate of Beidou, and they were making trouble in the hall! Uncle Hua was also injured! They had already passed through the dance hall on the first floor to the gambling hall on the second floor! Look what to do!" An old man in his fifties walked in in a little hurry!

"Damn! I deceive people too much! Immediately call Uncle Wei to wait at the elevator door! Let's go! Go and have a look!" At this time, Yang Pan scolded angrily!

Yang Pan, who had a gloomy face, took the elevator from the ninth floor to the luxurious gambling hall on the second floor with dozens of martial arts masters! But after coming to the second floor, everyone's anger went straight to their hearts! Different from the original lively scene, at this moment, the second floor of thousands of square meters was in a mess, and there were more than 20 bodyguards lying on the ground who did not know life and death!

"Pan Shao! Uncle Hua is here, fuck it! They actually abolished Uncle Hua's martial arts! These bastards!" a martial artist picked up Uncle Hua under a broken table!

"Young, young master, don't cough, cough, leave me alone! They all went to the martial arts dojo of the zenith! You go, you go, you can't let them ,,!" Uncle Hua, whose face was covered with blood, completely fainted, Yang Pan's eyes were red and dialed Yang Polang's mobile phone number! After leaving the two martial artists, he quickly walked towards the martial arts dojo of the zenith with the remaining eight masters!

The Yang family's martial arts arena has a total area of 250,000 square meters and a height of 500 meters! The establishment of this castle in the air is a miracle! It radiates to the surroundings with 18 buildings of the same height as the fulcrum! It can accommodate 200,000 people! The martial arts arena in the center of the martial arts arena is 10 meters high, and the length and width are 100 meters! The reason why the Yang family built the martial arts arena is to hold a martial arts meeting once every three years!

"Who will be the champion? Peng Zhiyong, the little martial god, or Liu Shenglong, the blue storm? After hundreds of rounds of fierce battles, can they still bring us a spiritual and visual impact? Okay, I won't talk nonsense! I invite our two players to play!" The host, who has a round face, medium stature, and a flushed face, stood on the martial arts platform and yelled excitedly into the microphone!

"Zhiyong!Zhiyong!Zhiyong!""Come on!"Ahh Then the heart-rending roar became more and more excited, because a white figure jumped into the air like a dragon and jumped onto the ten-meter-high martial arts platform, this person was wearing a set of white casual clothes that were slightly loose, he was slender and had long handsome hair, and a pair of sword eyebrows made his melon seed face look delicate and heroic like the finishing touch, he was known as Peng Zhiyong, a little martial god!

"Liu Shenglong, still haven't come up?" the breeze blew Peng Zhiyong's long hair, and he said with a smile to the black shadow a hundred meters away!

"Cut!" The black shadow 100 meters away rushed towards the martial arts platform with an extremely violent whistling sound like an arrow from the string, and suddenly, the black shadow that was running quickly stopped abruptly, and then there was a muffled sound, and the steel ground shook slightly, and in the screams of the audience, the black shadow landed on the martial arts platform in an extremely domineering manner like a jet plane! The black shadow was medium to high, wearing a slightly thin dress, and his long sky blue hair was over the shoulder! But his eyes were extremely black, as if the dark pupils hid the pitch-black night sky! He is Blue Storm Liu Shenglong!"Who is the champion today? Is it the 40-year-old Little Martial God Peng Zhiyong or the 41-year-old Blue Storm Liu Shenglong? Whoever can become today's champion will be able to become the founding disciple of the Martial God Yang Polang! When I think of this, I feel my blood boiling! I don't know if you, as a party concerned, are also as excited at the moment! Okay! The game starts now!" The host, whose face was flushed with excitement, jumped off the martial arts platform like a big bird, and then eight ultra-high trappers appeared in various dead corners of the stage, and a 100-meter-wide cube display screen also appeared in the center of the sky above the martial arts arena!

"It is my life's wish to become a disciple of the Martial God, do you know how excited I was when I learned from the news that the champion of this year's Martial Arts Conference could become a disciple of the Martial God a month ago? A powerful air flow tore wildly around with Liu Shenglong as the midpoint, and streams of white vitality gradually emanated from Liu Shenglong's body in a visible form to the naked eye! A few seconds later, the milky mist-like vitality wrapped around the already expressionless blue hair like light smoke, and Liu Shenglong all stood up upward!

"Is it?I used aeration so early, it seems that you want to solve the battle in ten minutes!Hehe! Very good! Very good! Being able to become a disciple of the Martial God is not only your wish, but also my lifelong wish, exposure-qi!" Peng Zhiyong, who was slightly elegant, also roared with great excitement! Peng Zhiyong, who also used aeration, was also wrapped in milky mist-like vitality! Two huge air pressures kept confronting and colliding on the martial arts platform! A trace of electric arc continued to annihilate between the two!

"It's so exciting! It's spectacular! I didn't expect them to use aeration as soon as they came on stage!" a middle-aged man with glasses yelled excitedly in the arena!

"Aeration! It's actually aeration, and it's finally the first time I've seen aeration that only martial arts masters can barely use! It's not in vain that I waited in line for half a month to grab the ticket" The young man with an excited face squeezed the drink bottle in his hand with his left hand!

"Ahh You only remember the first half of the sentence, forget the second half of the sentence, the master of the martial arts master realm can actually use it, but after using aeration, it will cause great damage to the tendons and blood vessels of their body, and they can't use the vitality within a month, and it will take at least half a year to heal! Although aeration can instantly increase the combat effectiveness of a martial artist several times, but remember, don't use it until you have to! Hey! Really! I'm telling you what to sit on, with your qualifications, it will be a hundred years before you can reach the realm of a martial arts master!" The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled dumbly!

"Mother, are they Super Saiyans? How can they transform! Also, how can the white clouds in the sky run to them, you see, their hair is standing on end! Hehe!" The young mother didn't hear at all, nor did she pay attention to what the little boy in her arms said, first, because the martial arts arena was so noisy, it was simply deafening! Second, her soul had already run to the martial arts platform, and from her uncontrollable trembling, you could see how excited she was at the moment!

With the ups and downs of the electric arc! Streams of small whirlwinds continued to sweep across the 100-meter-wide martial arts platform! The momentum of the two became more and more violent! When the momentum reached the highest point, the two of them disappeared in front of the audience's eyes for a short time!

"How is this possible? You, your use of skills has reached the fourth layer - the realm of doing whatever you want??" The two figures broke up as soon as they touched, but when Liu Shenglong looked at Peng Zhiyong, he was extremely shocked, not only Liu Shenglong was shocked, but the more than 200,000 viewers in the audience were also stunned to look at Peng Zhiyong who appeared on the martial arts platform!

"Nothing is impossible!" The five calm-faced Peng Zhiyong's bodies shook for a while, forming a circle around Liu Shenglong, and then the five real Peng Zhiyong ran around Liu Shenglong rapidly, with Peng Zhiyong's running, the violent vitality on the field actually rotated, and an extremely dangerous vitality storm was expanding wildly on the martial arts platform at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"This is Martial God Yang Polang's famous battle technique Shendao-Five Consecutive Kills, you actually learned it?" Liu Shenglong tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart, and began to use his naked eyes to catch the five figures that were slightly blurred! The faint vitality continued to converge towards Liu Shenglong's eyes, his pupils dilated, and the speed of the five black shadows in front of him seemed to slow down, but unfortunately! He still couldn't tell which figure was Peng Zhiyong's real body! As a loyal martial arts fan of Yang Polang, he once tried to analyze and crack the Shinto-Five Consecutive Kills, and the answer was no solution! He had also seen many martial arts masters decompose the Divine Dao-Five Kills, and the answer was still insoluble! If he broke out of the Yuan Qi Storm that surrounded him now, then his body would be coaxed into pieces by the violent Yuan Qi, and with Peng Zhiyong who was waiting on the side, then he would definitely lose very badly! But if he allowed these five Yuan Qi Storms to merge into one, it would be more dangerous, what should I do! What should I do! Isn't it that you are going to lose before you start?

"Move! Blue Storm, you move!" "Rush out, rush out and you'll be fine!" "Doesn't it mean that no martial artist can learn the Martial God's Shinto-Five Consecutive Kills? Doesn't it mean that only those who have reached the peak of the Martial Arts Grandmaster are qualified to learn the Divine Dao-Five Consecutive Kills?" Why does this Peng Zhiyong be?"

"Hey! This Divine Dao-Five Consecutive Kills, any martial artist with natural qualities can learn it, but there is no one who can use it, I didn't expect this little martial god Peng Zhiyong to be able to use it in the realm of martial arts masters, is it because he is the darling of the Mutated Heavenly Soul with his legs?"

"Martial God Yang Polang's famous combat skill, Shinto - Five Consecutive Kills, after the warrior uses aeration, he uses the extreme speed to create four afterimages, each of which will be accompanied by the high-strength aura brought by aeration, with the rapid rotation of the afterimage and the real body, the high-strength airflow generated by the aeration and air will form a very dangerous Yuan Qi storm!

"The little martial god is worthy of being the little martial god, the surname and the quality of the martial arts are so high, and he has learned the way of the gods without a teacher-five consecutive kills!" "The martial arts are a late bloomer, if the human body functions degenerate, that is, before the age of 60, if you can't advance to the martial arts master, then your life is hopeless, this little martial god Peng Zhiyong's surname and natural quality are so high, and he is expected to climb to the top of the martial arts!"

Even the people outside the arena could hear the deafening roar, and they could only stare at the LCD TV on the street in pain!

"Come on, come on, let me Liu Shenglong see, how much do you Peng Zhiyong learn Shenwu's Shinto-Five Consecutive Killings!" Standing in the center of the Yuan Qi Storm, Liu Shenglong squinted his eyes slightly, his body tilted down slightly, in the audience's bloody roar, he actually closed his eyes, yes, he closed his eyes with a half-arched body, and a tragic momentum enveloped Liu Shenglong like a volcano about to erupt, at this moment, his essence, qi, spirit, and even his understanding of martial arts, sincerity, and piety are all concentrated in his left hand, and he is also the darling of the left hand mutation! Life is endless, the battle is endless, and he is captured? This is not his surname! Since he can't crack the Shinto-Five Kills, then he can only be ready to attack, and use his left hand to fight back at the moment when danger comes, if he can hit Peng Zhiyong at that moment, then the balance of victory may not necessarily fall to anyone!

"Hmm? The vitality exuded from his body was all concentrated towards his left hand?" "Isn't he afraid that his left hand will be swelled and exploded by the violent vitality?" Close his eyes? Let that untapped sixth sense guide you to find my true body? Can't wait! I can't be in the limit speed all the time, damn it! It's only been a few seconds, and my ** and bones have been almost crushed by that high speed, but fortunately, the vitality cyclone driven by his four afterimages has become one with five! Success or failure is here!

"Liu Shenglong, take me a move, Shinto-Five Kills!" In the audience's extremely nervous, surging, and excited eyes, a Yuan Qi storm with a diameter of dozens of meters and a dazzling electric light engulfed Liu Shenglong, and the five Peng Zhiyong who created the Yuan Qi Storm rushed towards Liu Shenglong in the center of the Yuan Qi Storm in this instant!

In the screams of the audience, Liu Shenglong, who closed his eyes, was beaten by the storm of vitality with electric light, and countless small cracks like spider webs appeared on Liu Shenglong's skin, his clothes had long been torn to pieces by the violent whirlwind, and Peng Zhiyong himself and the afterimage were really struck on Liu Shenglong's body with violent power!