Chapter 135: Tyranny Sword Battle Golden Armor
I don't know what the children of the Ma family think, but to tell the truth, the people present are quite abrupt.
215 represents the official, and the Ma family has now openly declared war, so standing with the Ma family is not declaring war with 215 together?
Yes, that's what human nature is...... There may be a lot of people who accompany this old man Ma to fight against 215, because Old Man Ma is also one of the ten guys anyway, and his status in the rivers and lakes is there!
But declaring war is another matter!
A lot of people left, many, many people, and less than a quarter of what they left behind.
The Ma family did not show too much disgust at this, and the etiquette was in place, and the people who were going to leave were placed in place.
I can't leave, because I promised Qingyun to stay!
Brother Li, I wanted to arrange for him to leave, but Brother Li said that he didn't want to leave anything, and I didn't say the reason when I asked him, which was very mysterious.
As for Wang Lao's hunger, not to mention, now he is bombarded with mortars, he will not leave, yes, he loves it..................
Oh yes, the competition is still going on, and I'm puzzled by this.
Old Man Ma is in a hurry to send his own granddaughter out, and he is still so insistent at this juncture.
"Dad, 215 is gathering people, and the guests we sent away have also been checked, but Huang Xuan still hasn't shown up."
Ma Baili frowned, half-squatted, and whispered to Old Man Ma.
Old Man Ma took a sip of tea, nodded slightly, then looked back at Xuanyuan Zhenren and said bluntly: "Little Xuanyuan, take this person from Taiqing Sect away, leave me here, it's troublesome, if the people of 215 misunderstand, it won't be good for you." ”
Xuanyuan Zhenren was silent for a long time and then replied.
"Old man, you symbolically obey softly, I Xuanyuan will guarantee with my life, and the children of the Ma family will not have to worry about it."
"Haha, I've lived all my life and I don't know how to write soft characters, I'm this age, do I still need to use your junior to support me? If your master is sitting here, I might be able to talk to him. ”
Old Man Ma's words don't give Xuanyuan real face, but if you really talk about it, people are also qualified to say this.
Although they are both one of the top ten, whether it is Xuanyuan Zhenren or Uncle Fan, they are all inferior to these old monsters.
"Old man Ma, I'll come to see you another day, take care!"
At this time, Xuanyuan Zhenren made a very surprising move, he actually made a big gift to Old Man Ma.
The old man crossed his legs, tilted his head, and the shelf was full of swings.
Several Taiqing Sect disciples behind him frowned at the same time, and Zhao Ling, who was the leader, wanted to step forward and say something, but finally stopped.
Yes, Ma Banxian can afford it.
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I can't afford to participate in the conversation of the big guys, and I am not qualified to participate, in contrast, I pay more attention to the competition between Badao and Jinjia.
One offense and one defense, it's really full of highlights.
At this moment, Wang Lao Hunger also perfectly signaled what it means to be a scheming, and kept telling Badao about Jin Jia's performance and tricks in the previous competition.
After saying that, he actually ran to talk to Jin Jia again.
"Wang Lao is hungry, what are you busy doing? Who do you want to win? ”
I asked, holding my chin in confusion.
"Look, the people who have been promoted now are you, Brother Li, me, and Tang Feng, the big disciple of Badao and Jinjia and Daochuanmen, and the grandson is probably going to run away."
"If you don't count Tang Feng, then you and Brother Li will definitely let me, right? And Jin Jia and Ba Dao will definitely eliminate one person. ”
"So, the most advantageous thing for me is to win with the sword, but it has to be a miserable victory, and it is better to have a breath left."
"In this way, can he still withstand the wheel battle of the three of us brothers if he is so powerful?"
"Hehe, the person who holds the beauty must be me Wang Tianyi."
Wang Lao's lewd laughter made my scalp tingle, and I seriously suspected that this grandson was mentally unhealthy.
"With a friend like you, my heart is full of shame."
Brother Li glanced at Wang Lao Hungry lightly and turned his back directly.
Soon, the competition began, and Mr. Ma rang the gong in person for face.
"Buzz!"
As the gong sounded, the sword and the golden armor rushed towards each other at the same time, they were both good at hand-to-hand combat, so there should be no tricks or restraint methods for the two of them in this competition.
The comparison is hard power, and the comparison is real cultivation.
I have a rough idea of the strength of the golden armor, but this sword has once again surprised all of us.
In the last battle, instead of seriously injuring him, his strength seemed to be stronger.
Fighting with a knife, wherever the blade went, there was no grass, and the suppressed Jin Jia didn't even have a chance to fight back, so he could only defend passively.
"I'm ~ tired ~ Ma, is it a fake match, he is taking drugs? Why is it so fierce? ”
Wang Lao looked at the martial arts field with a shocked face, and his mouth couldn't close in surprise!
"The most terrifying thing is that he still has a trick to press the bottom of the box The world is ruthless and useless, I think it should be a matter of time before Jin Jia is defeated!"
"Match-fixing, it's definitely match-fixing, I protest, it's so unfair, Badao must have spent money to buy the gold armor............"
Brother Li hugged his shoulders and reprimanded: "Are you a little promising, you can see from the breath of Jin Jia that he is not playing a fake match, he really can't parry." ”
"Since the beginning of the strong attack of the overlord sword, he has been suppressed here, his body and body are all chaotic, if he didn't have a vajra body, it is estimated that he would have been chopped into meat paste by now."
"And if you look closely, you can also see that the knife momentum of the overlord knife is stacked layer by layer, it should be preparing for the last move of the world to be ruthless, he didn't keep his hand, both sides are going all out."
In the blink of an eye, Jin Jia's arms were tightly protected in front of his chest, and a thousand rays of light erupted, forcing him back from the sword.
"The light of the Buddha shines!"
I squinted my eyes and muttered softly, this trick is too familiar to me, when I was in 215, I was almost killed by this trick.
"Stop! I threw in the towel...... I'm old, I can't afford to be young like you, your sword skills are too fierce, and even broke my three-layer golden body, and if you continue to fight, it will just make me lose more decently. ”
Jin Jia wiped the beads of sweat from his cheeks and sat cross-legged on the ground, grinning and smirking as he continued.
"The sword is worthy of its name, and it really deserves it! Admire under it! ”
After the words were spoken, Ba Dao did not immediately put away the knife, but took a deep breath to adjust his own breath, this behavior was very strange, it didn't seem like he wanted to stop, but he wanted to be accumulating strength.
Jin Jia saw the clue, raised his eyebrows, and left the martial arts field with a lot of runs.
"What's the matter with you, can't I admit defeat?"
Ba Dao slowly turned around and faced the old man Ma who rang the gong.
She was young on stage.
He is in the audience, old.
The four eyes were facing each other, and the murderous aura filled the audience.