"Come on! He's running out of spirit patterns! Knock him down!"

Everyone was furious, they were actually kicked out of the door by an outsider today! If this was spread out, how could they still mix in the rivers and lakes in the Dust Pavilion? Ji Mingyuan had not reached the realm of spiritual patterns, and he had not even opened up the sea of knowledge, if the spiritual patterns depicted on his body in advance were used up, then he would also be finished.

"Come on, come on, it's open, buy it and leave, please the next victim! Hurry up, be sloppy! Don't grind!" Li Chunfeng shouted with a smile.

"I'm coming!" a man jumped up, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, more than eight feet tall, tall and mighty, with a fierce light in his eyes, and his breath was as dull as a mountain!

He jumped into the ring with a thud!

"It's He Zishang!"

"The top ten masters of the Falling Dust Pavilion's body? Knock him down!"

As soon as He Zishang went up, someone recognized him! There were a lot of fights between the Falling Dust Pavilion, and they were very familiar with each other, and they would also rank each master! And this He Zishang could rank in the top ten in the Spirit Ruin Realm in terms of physical body, in the hands of their Falling Dust Pavilion!

People give nicknames! King Kong Iron Ride!

"Boy, your physical body seems to be good! Shall I compare?" He Zishang looked at Ji Mingyuan and said with a smile, his hands were clenched, his fists were thick, and his strong muscles were arched! In front of his tall figure, Ji Mingyuan was elegant, and his elegant figure was like a child.

Ji Mingyuan smiled, and said that people are like their names, but this He Zishang is not, there is no trace of poetry without a name, his body is strong, and his figure is like a mountain.

"Okay!" Ji Mingyuan said with a hearty smile.

"Hurry up! Bet! Bet! Chaos Stone, don't miss it when you pass by! There is no such shop in this village! If you don't go to the Great Wall, you are not a hero, and if you don't come to this shop, you are not a rich man!" Li Chunfeng shouted, he had already wandered back, returned to the table and continued to shout.

"I'm crushing He Zishang!

Someone roared, roared continuously, a large number of Qiankun bags were thrown to the side of the three words, at this time they were the same enemy, unanimously to the outside world, put aside grievances, and must bring down the two wealth fans.

"Let's go!" Xiao Han didn't say much, and waved his big hand to signal that he could start fighting!

"Bang !!"

The two of them rushed out in an instant, and rushed out at the moment when Xiao Han announced the start!

"Bang Bang !!"

Ji Mingyuan's palms blasted out, He Zishang smashed his fists, there was a loud bang, the earth shook, and the two froze together, resisting with pure physical strength.

"Ahhhh!!h

"Bang!"

The ring under their feet jumped one after another, even if it was guarded by spirit patterns, but it still couldn't resist their domineering strength, the ring was trampled by them and shattered, and the wind howled!

"So fierce?" Li Chunfeng was frightened, the two of them smashed together, and the heavy voice felt painful to hear.

They were in a stalemate, the ring beneath their feet had already collapsed, and rocks were flying.

"This kid's body is so strong!ahhh!!h

With a soft bang, He Zishang stepped forward, forced Ji Mingyuan back, and slid a step backwards.

"Gain the upper hand!

The disciples of the Falling Dust Pavilion were pleasantly surprised, and cried with joy! Are they finally going to win? Happiness came too suddenly.

"Boss, can you still raise?" someone looked at Li Chunfeng and said.

Li Chunfeng waved his little paw and said, "Of course you can, it's best for a beast like me to speak!"

With a wave of its little paw, it removed the enchantment and made him raise. Originally, the disciple was just talking, but I didn't expect Li Chunfeng to actually agree? The disciple smiled and hurriedly put a Qiankun bag containing spirit stones into it and added it.

"Bang !!"

He Zishang took another step forward and forced Ji Mingyuan back, and Ji Mingyuan's white boots plowed a long ditch into the ring.

"I'll add it too!"

Seeing that He Zishang had the upper hand, the disciples of the Falling Dust Pavilion didn't care whether Li Chunfeng agreed or not, and they also followed suit! The Qiankun bags that had suddenly piled up into a hill were a few points higher.

"Ji Mingyuan! Enough, enough! Don't hide your strength! Push him down!" Li Chunfeng laughed, smiling like a flower, smiling brighter than a flower.

"......" the disciple of the Falling Dust Pavilion.

They have a feeling of being pitted.

Ji Mingyuan looked at the piled up Qiankun bags and laughed in surprise, and said with a smile, "Okay!"

Gather all your strength on your toes and hands!

"Bang!"

Ji Mingyuan took one step at a time, forced He Zishang back, and slid out behind him.

"How is it possible?" He Zishang was shocked, Ji Mingyuan actually hid his strength, and he still had the strength to spare?

"Ahhh!!h

Ji Mingyuan shouted angrily, and every sound was a step, forcing He Zishang to retreat, and he continued to take steps, pushing He Zishang behind him and constantly rowing!

"Ahh

Lost again!

As He Zishang was pushed under the ring, the hearts of the disciples of the Falling Dust Pavilion also shattered. My heart hurts! I lost again, and if I lose again, I will lose and take off my clothes, and I will take my clothes and gamble!

Ji Mingyuan won three consecutive victories, extremely strong, black hair shawl, beads of sweat on his delicate cheeks slipped down, took a deep breath, Ji Mingyuan smiled happily and said, "Next!"

Next!

your next!There's no money!

Li Chunfeng put away the Qiankun bag on the table in a hurry, and then ran to He Zishang to ask for the loot! He Zishang was speechless, he would lose money if he lost, and he had to look at Li Chunfeng's hippie smiling face, it was so annoying! He Zishang was so angry that he wanted to give Li Chunfeng a chestnut! Li Chunfeng suddenly jumped back and shouted, "Don't do it, wait a minute, I want you to compensate for the medical expenses, as well as the mental loss fee, there is no one hundred and eighty thousand high-grade spirit stones that cannot be solved!"

Li Chunfeng looked like if you dare to hit me, I will dare to lie down, and then blackmail you, He Zishang was so angry that he rushed to the crown, but he still put away his fists in a sneer!

Ji Mingyuan smiled, looked at his fist and said, "I didn't get beaten in vain!"

Recently, he has been beaten by the old drunkard day and night, and his body has been beaten to a peak and perfect realm, and several times he was almost beaten to death by the old drunkard, and he died for life! The hard work pays off, his body is perfect, and he is extremely powerful, even the old drunkard is amazed and nods his head and says, "There is no one before and no one after him!"

Crowning the flesh of the ancient, modern, and future! In this realm, it can be said that it is difficult to meet an opponent.

Not only because of the old drunkard's careful preparation, soaked and tempered with the blood of a powerful fierce beast, but also because of Ji Mingyuan's unwavering will! Although the process was difficult, the result was still very good!

Ji Mingyuan's blood is immense, his body is shining, and his eyes are blazing.

"Is there anyone else who wants to go up? I can't afford to lose? The disciples of the Falling Dust Pavilion are just like that?"

It was not Ji Mingyuan and Li Chunfeng who spoke, nor was it a disciple of the Falling Dust Pavilion, but Xiao Han! He was an elder of the Falling Dust Pavilion, shaking his head at their failure, a little disappointed.

"I'm coming!" the female disciple of the Falling Dust Pavilion was annoyed and jumped up!

The battle begins.

Ji Mingyuan and the woman were entangled together, the fight was extremely fierce, punching and kicking, people flying, the woman was shining, the spirit patterns appeared, and all kinds of forces emerged in endlessly! Ji Mingyuan's figure was like a ghost, dexterously dodging her attack, and Li Chunfeng was terrified, for fear that he would be accidentally hit like that, and then lose!

The battle was fierce, with ups and downs, and in the end, the woman was smashed by Ji Mingyuan's punch, the defensive circle was shattered, and the whole person flew sideways and smashed on the enchantment!

Four wins in a row!

Annoyed, unwilling to admit defeat, and not believing how long Ji Mingyuan could last! The disciples of the Falling Dust Pavilion continued to go into battle, and they also kept being defeated! Ji Mingyuan was like a broken bamboo, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and the disciples of the Falling Dust Pavilion were not opponents at all. In the ring, the lightning is moving, the blood is flying, and the sweat beads are flying swords!

Five wins in a row!

Six wins in a row!

Seven wins in a row!

......

"Hurry up and go to the martial arts arena to have a look!"

"What's wrong?"

"It's a fight! An outsider knocked down all the disciples of our Falling Dust Pavilion!"

"What?"

"He's on a twenty-game winning streak!"

"How is that possible?"

"If you don't believe it, go and see! Hurry up! Don't let him run!

......

The Falling Dust Pavilion was in an uproar, and even some of the elders were alarmed, and some masters of retreat and cultivation came out of the retreat and were invited out to deal with the arrogant boy.

"Bang !!"

Another one was blasted out by Ji Mingyuan! smashed outside the enchantment! The gambling table had been put away, and Li Chunfeng ran to find the loser to collect the gambling money. Because Ji Mingyuan is too fierce, no one dares to bet!

Just press Ji Mingyuan!

Who dares to suppress it? Now those who dare to suppress it will be regarded as enemies and traitors without exception! Grass on the wall, traitors to the country, and spurned by everyone! People have been slapped in the face, and you still support others?

Ji Mingyuan's long hair was flying, the white silk that bound his hair had been torn off, his long flowing hair was fluttering in the wind, and his white clothes had already been stained with blood, both his own and his enemies, he was sweating profusely and was a little weak.

He has lost twenty-three times in a row, extremely powerful, fighting twenty-three people alone, his strength is beyond common sense, his posture is becoming more and more tall, which is prohibitive, too powerful, almost incomparable at the same level, how many masters have become defeated under him?

The eyes that had been disdainful and disdainful became shocked, horrified, and frightened!

Ji Mingyuan's strength is shocking, and the stars are dim!

The people around gathered and crowded all around, there were dozens of rings in the huge martial arts arena, but there were only people standing in this one ring, and there was only one domineering and heroic Ji Mingyuan!

Like a king, mighty in all directions, the heroes look up!

"Huh......" Ji Mingyuan took a deep breath, looking at the crowded ring with some emotion.