Huo Wen, Huo Bentong, and Huo Feng on the stage heard this, their faces changed, and cold murderous intent flashed in their eyes, none of them could have imagined that this Yuan Hao would dare to insult their Huo family again and again. Most of the people in the audience didn't know what was happening in the teahouse, and their faces were inexplicable, and they exchanged heads and ears for a while.

Xu Wufeng had an unbearable headache, and said, "Mr. Zhu, this Yuan Shaoxia is your friend, can you think of some way?" The Huo family is willing to retreat now and want to let go, just because they are taboo Mr. Zhu, first, Huo Xian's nephew wants to marry Zhu's daughter, and secondly, they know that Li will not sit idly by, but if they provoke too much, God knows how the Huo family will retaliate against Yuan Shaoxia. 」

Zhu Yuntang laughed and said, "No wind, this is embarrassing for the old man, the old man can manage it for a while, but he can't manage it. Although he said this, he was unspeakably happy in his heart, and he just wanted Yuan Hao to fight for himself. He sighed and continued, "Their Huo family has indeed gone too far over the years, and now it's just a report and a report. 」

I only heard Huo Wen in the ring shouting, "Shut up!" The right palm hit Yuan Hao, the palm was oily, red as blood, and there was a faint hot and spicy wind.

Yuan Hao didn't know what kind of palm kung fu it was, he raised his sword and pointed it at the red palm, the sword light flashed, and he stabbed it suddenly. Huo Wen's left palm was connected from the side, and the palm strength was even greater, and the momentum was about to fall on Yuan Hao's right wrist holding the sword. This palm is really good, as if everything is expected. In order to save the move, Yuan Hao condensed the sword strength on the way to the sword, and retreated to the right.

Huo Wen shouted again, and rushed in stride, about three steps away, and jumped high on the ground, this rush and jump was unbelievably fast, easy, not at all like a person dragging that heavy and fat body. I saw that his palms were closed on the left and right flanks, and he made a circle in the air, and his palms came out together. The power of the red palms is not bad, and the palms are still falling from the top, and the power of their palms is immeasurable. But seeing Yuan Hao's loach gong moving again, he shrank his head, twisted his body, and slipped away, only to hear a loud bang, and this palm hit one of the flags, and the flags couldn't bear it, and they cracked and fell down with a bang.

Huo Wen sneered and said, "It's really a shame that you dodged this palm, but if you can dodge one move, can you dodge it all?"

Yuan Hao saw his next palm coming, slipped away to avoid it, although he didn't hit, but the heat in his palm, for some reason, he was about to come, the spicy sensation became more and more intense, and the skin was hot and painful. After a few more moves, the trick failed, but the spicy air was smoky, and I couldn't stand it. The crowd felt the spicy and hot sting, and they all took a few steps back, some scratched their skin frequently, some drank tea wildly, and some simply turned around and ran.

Yuan Hao finally understood the power of this red oil palm, every time they made a move, the palm was strong and spicy, and the circulation was unimpeded, and it would naturally spread outward. One palm is not spicy, and the other palm is coming again, and the spicy air is piled up layer by layer, layer upon layer, like gathering sand into a tower, and there is no end in sight.

Yuan Hao wanted to force the attack forward several times, forcing Huo Wen to stop palming, but every time he attacked forward, the blade was aimed at one palm, and the other palm would wait for the opportunity to move, hitting his wrist bones, face, and chest.

Moreover, Na Huo Wen is the realm of the four veins of the executor, no matter the speed, strength, or reaction, it is above Yuan Hao of the second vein of the executor. Close to hand-to-hand moves were the most unfavorable to Yuan Hao, but Huo Wen didn't fight, obviously wanting to kill Yuan Hao.

Yuan Hao thought to himself that now everyone is watching, martial arts are not as good as others, Daobao is not very easy to use, and the usual third-rate fighting style is even more difficult, just relying on ordinary methods, if you want to win, it is indeed not a way. He knew that if he didn't do anything again, he would definitely lose, and he would no longer hide his skills, and the loach skill and the absolute thousand sword techniques would be used at the same time.

Yuan Hao's wrist was lowered, the sword was hidden behind his arm, and he rushed over, aiming at Huo Wen's head, throat, second flank, chest and other important positions, and attacked again and again. I saw him hold his breath, grasp the gap between the oily and shiny red palms, sneak away, sneered twice, and the sword light covered Huo Wen's right flank and chest.

Huo Wen remained silent, condensed the source of Dao Qi as he retreated, and hit Yuan Hao's façade with his left palm. Yuan Hao was taken aback, the long sword kept attacking, and he turned his head to dodge. Huo Wen's right palm is back again. Yuan Hao finally slowed down, his right ear swept over the palm of his hand a little, he was in pain, he accidentally inhaled, the spicy breath rushed into his nasal cavity, and for a while, his ears were buzzing, and the whole person couldn't breathe, so he had to retreat.

Huo Wen saw that the spicy voices around him were not stopped, and he smiled confidently: "Unfortunately, I have a soft spot for spicy, this spicy taste, even the gap between my teeth is not enough, where can it be called spicy?" He took a deep breath, and after a while, he actually shouted, and said, "Yuan Hao, this 'red oil hand' was created by a monk who attained the Tao in the Western Regions back then. The monk was spicy all his life, and I heard that our Central Plains Sichuan is famous for its spicy, so he came from afar and ate the famous red oil copying hand, which took several years to create with great effort. Usually, my family refuses to let me use it easily, but now for you, I have made an exception. 」

Yuan Hao didn't listen to much at all, and his right ear was gently swept into a palm, causing him to feel uncomfortable all over his body. He only felt that his eyes were red, his eyes were really painful, his tears could not be stopped, his mouth was dry, his throat was swollen badly, and the whole person was shaky and uncomfortably hot.

This move, Yuan Hao's long sword couldn't touch Huo Wen, Huo Wen's palm strength was not equal to Yuan Hao's palm in addition to the palm in his ear, it stands to reason that this back and forth, the two sides should have been fine, but Huo Wen's "red oil palm" spicy breath is really terrifying, even if it is only lightly touched, it can make others cry and cry.

Yuan Hao's heart burned immediately, and he thought about it: "Spicy grandma, no, no! If it goes on like this, let alone the competition, I will definitely be spicy to death first." 」

At the moment, the mind was turning, what the Nebula faction, what the ears and eyes were so many clouds, all of them were thrown away, and they didn't care anymore, and their right hand touched their waists, and the Dao Qi was urged, and the mallet came out.

Hearing the sound of "pound", the black mallet turned into a black meteor, straight up and down, just one blow, the mallet was hard and spicy, and it smashed into Huo Wen's palm.

When Huo Wen saw Yuan Hao's appearance that he was about to fall, he was proud in his heart, thinking that he had the chance to win, and completely forgot that Huo Bentong only reminded him to "be careful with the mallet" before the game. At that time, he saw Yuan Hao move, as soon as he came back to his senses, suddenly the meridians were numb, and there was a sharp pain in his palm, he screamed and knelt on the ground, looked down, and was surprised to see that the five fingers of his right palm and the flesh palm, the bones of the hand were broken, the flesh and blood were blurred, soft and crooked, and the appearance seemed to be terrifying.

Huo Wen was stunned, and the crowd in the audience was even more surprised, they hid far away, and still clearly saw Yuan Hao take out a black mallet, only one move, the power was terrifying, and Huo Wen was powerless and seriously injured.

Yuan Hao endured the painful and numb touch, gasped heavily, walked up quickly, pointed his sword at Huo Wen's throat, and looked at Huo Bentong.

Huo Bentong saw that it was a good situation, and he said that it would change, and thought to himself: "That mallet is really powerful, very good, very good, so it is suitable for our Huo family." 」

The situation was like this, knowing that Huo Wen was unable to fight again, Huo Bentong's face was bitter, and he said loudly: "Winner, Yuan Hao!"