Sugar Slash didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, only gasped in place and stammered and asked, "What...... What's wrong? Ha...... Not...... Running out of energy? ”

Hao Fei was speechless, panting like that and mocking others. Although he is also very tired, he is definitely not as breathing as him, and he can't finish his words. However, he was not in the mood to quarrel with him now, so he just asked in a low voice: "Fat man, you usually practice, how many moves will you breathe like now?" ”

"Hah...... If it is consumed like this, ha...... It will be like this after fifty or sixty moves. The fat man stopped the scimitar and gasped with both hands.

Hao Fei supported his knees with his hands and tried to rest as much as possible, and said, "Don't you think it's strange, we're all panting like this now!" ”

The fat man raised the scimitar again, and said, "So what, everyone consumes a lot, it depends on who can't hold on." Why don't you surrender, how about I treat you to noodles? ”

"Let me please you!" Since the fat man doesn't care, Hao Fei doesn't care, the consumption is big, and he doesn't believe that anyone dares to jump up and commit murder in front of everyone's eyes. Taking advantage of the fat man's panting, Hao Fei attacked first.

"Fat man, tenth-level internal strength and sword skills, it's okay."

Most of the snakes are in the grass, so Hao Fei's palm technique attacks the next plate most of the tricks, relying on the strength to consume less than the fat man, he attacks while luring the fat man to speak.

"Whoo ......" replied to him only with a frantic pant, and the fat man had changed from active attack to passive defense.

Since the fat man stopped talking, Hao Fei naturally stopped talking, and it was really exhausting to speak in battle. Judging by the actions of the fat man. He was about to lose his grip, he just needed to spend another ten moves steadily.

Everyone in the audience could see the clues, the senior brother of the Blood Knife Sect had become weaker and weaker after the beginning of the strong period, and after more than a dozen moves, failure should be doomed. Especially the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect, all of them looked nervous and frowned. Only the second senior brother of the Blood Knife Sect actually showed a smile in the gloomy mist, which seemed out of place with the whole scene. It's just that he stood too far forward and was not noticed.

The development on the stage was beyond everyone's expectations, and the sugar slash seemed to be stumbling, stumbling, and could fall down at any time, but after more than a dozen moves, it was still strong. At this time, he suddenly became difficult, and ate Hao Fei's palm with his chest, and the knife face he picked up also slapped Hao Fei's back shoulder, and the huge force slapped the latter out of three meters away.

Hao Fei stood up quickly with a carp, rubbed his back shoulder and glared at the sugar slash, only to find that he was not as gasping as he was just now, and understood that the other party had been repeating the performance, and couldn't help but speak: "Okay, you are a dead fat man, pretending to be quite similar, don't you want the majesty of your senior brother?" ”

This time, the fat man actually answered, and he replied with a smile: "Haha, I call this tactic, otherwise I will fight with you?" ”

"Senior brother is mighty! Big brother is awesome! Everyone in the blood knife gate in the audience saw that the sugar slash was successful, and they shouted and cheered, and I don't know who made a gong and drum suona team, blowing and beating, and the sound shook the sky.

Hao Fei glanced at the festive gong and drum team, and sneered: "Fatty, the pomp is not small, the funeral team has been invited." ”

Sugar Slash glanced at it with disgust, and gasped: "Don't talk nonsense, you and I don't have much strength, once in one, this time to divide the winner and loser, someone must fall!" ”

"Good!" Hao Fei didn't talk nonsense, and rushed to attack. As soon as he passed the move, he found that the attack of the Blood Knife Knife Technique was getting more and more fierce, and if he let it attack, it would become stronger and stronger, so it was better to attack first and delay the speed of his superposition. Sugar Slash is not in a hurry to counterattack, just a one-by-one defense, just looking for an opportunity to take a cold shot.

The two of them made another dozen moves, and this time they were really exhausted, and their movements were slow and weak. Gao Weiqiang, the senior brother of the Star Sect in the audience, saw that the time was about to be ripe, and gave a look to the second senior brother of the Blood Knife Sect. The second senior brother received the code, nodded slightly, and then gave a hint to a few people around him. The men nodded slightly at the suggestion, and their hands were all on the handles of their knives, ready to be launched at any time.

The battle between the two on the stage can no longer be called, they have lost their internal force support, and they have exhausted their strength, and all the attacks of the two have no power at all, and the stalemate is waiting for who will lie down first. The big scimitar of the sugar slash has been thrown aside, and he has no strength to swing it, so he can only fight with Hao Fei.

Hao Fei took a punch from the sugar, took three or four steps back, tried to stand firm, and spent another three seconds to accumulate some strength, and rushed forward with a punch. He wanted to hit the opponent in the face with this punch, but because of his lack of strength, he hammered into his chest, and was shocked by his fat flesh, and took three or four steps back.

Seeing this, Sugar Slash laughed, although he was already tired and couldn't laugh, he pointed at Hao Fei and said, "You...... Don't give yourself ...... It's killed, I don't carry this pot. ”

Hao Fei was about to refute a few words, but Sugar Slash's face suddenly changed drastically, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out, turned into a blood mist in the sky, and fell on the ring, and then the person also fell straight down.

Hao Fei couldn't react for a while, looked at his fist, and then looked at the sugar slash lying on the ground, only to feel that his punch should not be so powerful. The people in the audience were all silent, and the entire central square could be heard of the needle dropping.

A few seconds later, someone shouted: "The beggar gang cheated and killed the senior brother of the Blood Knife Sect, we want to take revenge!" ”

This shout completely woke up the stagnant thinking of everyone in the audience, especially on the side of the Blood Knife Gate, almost all of them pulled out their scimitars, waiting for someone to take the lead, and they were ready to go up and slash the murderer.

Hao Fei couldn't figure out the situation for a while, but he had vaguely realized that this was a conspiracy. Not to mention the sudden onset of sugar chopping, the rate of internal force loss in this war is abnormal. It's just that I don't know if this conspiracy is against him, if it's sugar chopping, or both.

Hao Fei quickly took a snow lotus pill, coldly glanced at the people in the Blood Knife Sect in the audience, and said sharply: "Whoever comes up first, I will kill whoever comes!" With that, he jumped over to Sugar Slash and checked on his injuries.

Here, Gao Weiqiang was angry that the second brother of the Blood Knife Sect was not decisive enough, and now at this time, it is the most perfect result to lead people to rush. The first shout just now was issued by him, the purpose was to remind the second brother of the blood knife that he could do it, how do you know that people are not as good as heaven, this thing is so indecisive and hesitant at a critical time.

What a shit, it can't be a big deal!

Gao Weiqiang scolded angrily in his heart, but he took advantage of the chaos to shout: "The beggar gang is going to poison Senior Brother again, don't let him succeed, let's rush up to protect Senior Brother!" ”

When he shouted, the second senior brother here had already strengthened his determination. He knew that if he didn't go now, he would no longer have such a good opportunity, so he pulled out his scimitar and raised it high, shouting, "Let's rush up to protect Senior Brother!" ”