Everyone is in the second-rate realm, but the fat man is baptized by Song Zhong's swordsmanship every day, which naturally creates a strong strength.

Not to mention the entire Holy Sect, even if you look at the world, the strength of the fat man in the second-rate realm is terrifying.

Thus, Tyrone is tragic.

Tyrone knew that the fat man had attacked him, and he couldn't do anything about it until he was knocked out of the ring by the fat man, and he didn't have time to breathe.

"Boom, boom. ”

Tyrone gasped, the green tendons on his neck twisted, presumably swelled by anger.

The fat man was quite proud in the ring.

"Senior Brother Tyrone, after all, the sneak attack is inferior, or do you want to be like me and win applause with your real skills. ”

The fat man shook the hair on his forehead, but there was too little hair to shake it at all.

The disciples in the audience are used to it.

Even if the fat man says that he is the best in the world, it is estimated that the disciples will not refute it.

This fat man's skin is too thick, and if he takes a stubble at this time, the fat man will definitely be proud of the sky.

Song Zhong was a little helpless.

Although the second-rate realm has no suspense for him, you can't tease the other party like this.

After all, they are all characters with heads and faces, and they have to be humiliated like this by you?

Especially the disciples of the One-Armed Sword King and the Northland Spear King, you are engaged in sneak attacks...

Aren't you afraid that the one-armed sword king and the northland spear king will stumble behind their backs?

Song Zhong felt that this fat man's path was wide, and he couldn't control it.

Song Zhong looked at the backs of the One-Armed Sword King and the Northland Spear King, although he couldn't see their faces, but Song Zhong could feel that these two lords were depressed in their hearts.

Hey, it's really not good, let's go to the door and ask for guilt after Dabi is over.

When the time comes, it will be said that it was all instructed by Mo Xiaoxuan.

The honest swordsman looked at Mo Xiaoxuan in the central ring, Mo Xiaoxuan was bored in a daze, and suddenly felt the swordsman's gaze, and always felt that the swordsman had some ill intentions.

Under the ring, Tyrone was a little angry, but he lost the idea of fighting again.

Tyrone's back was faintly numb, and there was some pain in the place where the fat man hit.

You must know that his spear has more than 30 pounds, in order to wield this spear, Tyrone worked hard day and night, and finally practiced a body of strength and a body of tendon meat, who would have thought that this body of tendon meat could not withstand the impact of the fat man.

Although this fat man is a sneak attack, his strength should not be underestimated, if he deals with it head-on, maybe he will still lose to the fat man.

The fat man in the ring began to look at the warriors in the ring around him.

Now the martial artists of the second-rate realm have all been ousted by him, except for Huangfu Yu, who has entered the funeral hall.

The fat man thought about Huang Fuyu, forget it, they are all his own people, there is no need to engage in such a vain thing.

Therefore, now only the ring guarded by first-class realm martial artists has not been tried.

The fat man looked at Fang Ning, and the momentum on Fang Ning's body immediately exploded, and the killing intent continued to pour out.

The fat man swallowed his saliva, this brother is very irritable now...

Forget it, it's not that we don't have any other choices, it's better not to challenge this brother for the time being.

The fat man's small eyes tried to open wide, and he looked at the ring masters.

Ding Undefeated and He Donglai are the disciples of the right protector Taixiao Cloud Sword.

The Taixiao Cloud Sword is endless, but it is known as the sword demon in the rivers and lakes.

Sword Demon, the demon of the Infinite Demon Sect.

The fat man didn't think too much about it, and directly put the two brothers in the back row.

Du Zhuqing, as a disciple of the Vermilion Bird Hall, is known as the senior sister of the Vermilion Bird Hall, after all, it is a first-class realm, and his strength should not be underestimated.

The fat man secretly glanced at the red-haired and red-dressed Suzaku Hall Master in the high-rise seats under the stage.

Zhu Yurou happened to be looking at the fat man, and the fat man was silent for a moment, and it was safer to put Du Zhuqing in the back row.

Xuanwu Hall's Yule and White Tiger Hall's Shangguan Feilong are not good stubble.

Yu Le looked like a good old man, but the fat man saw from Yu Le's gaze that this person was definitely not kind, just pretending to be kind.

This kind of person is the most terrifying, and it is this kind of person who stabs the yin knife behind his back.

The fat man shook his head and looked at the other six rings.

There is a long queue in the three rings, and I am afraid that these three rings will not stop for a while.

The other three rings are Shangguan Feilong of the White Tiger Hall and Ji Ruye, a disciple of the Phantom Night Qinqin, and Huang Fuyu, a disciple of the Funeral Hall.

No matter how the fat man looks at it, he thinks that the disciple of Ji Ruye, the king of the Phantom Night Qin, is easier to bully.

So, the fat man performed light skills, and the fat body flew out of the distance, and after a zhang, the fat man pointed to the ground on tiptoe and flew away again.

In five or six breaths, the fat man had already come to the ring of the negative qinsheng.

The mood of the negative piano student is a little complicated.

He had waited a long time for his first opponent.

I didn't expect that the first opponent would be a dead fat man who was engaged in a sneak attack behind his back.

The negative qin student sighed.

The fat man respectfully said, "Wang Cheng of the funeral hall, please give me advice!"

The negative qin student raised his eyes slightly, giving people the feeling that there was no one in his eyes.

"Accept your challenge. ”

The student holds his beloved piano across his knees.

His hands were on the strings, ready to play a tune that could kill.

"Senior Brother Wang, be careful, the rhythm of my piano can kill, I haven't fully mastered this piano yet, when the time comes, if you accidentally kill your junior brother, please don't blame me." Negative Qinsheng paused and continued: "If the junior brother spares his life, he can also retire from the ring now, I won't blame you." ”

Wang Cheng's eyebrows jumped rapidly, and he used the rhythm of music to kill people?

However, if the King of the Phantom Nightlyre said this to him, he would have believed it.

After all, the Phantom Night Qin King is a master at the level of a grandmaster.

Grandmaster masters, picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, and there are many masters who are good at using a move "lion roar", it is said that "lion roar" is a sound rhythm martial art that can directly deaf people's ears and hurt all internal organs.

I don't know if the piano of the Phantom Night Qin King is also a musical martial art similar to the "lion's roar".

The fat man shook his hair and said, "I'm all up, how can I go down." If my brother can't kill me, then don't blame my brother for defeating you and then seizing the ring. ”

The negative qin sheng sneered again and again, and the smile seemed to say that you will regret it immediately!

The fat man performed a light skill and rushed towards the negative qinsheng.

The face of the negative piano does not change color, and the strings are plucked with both hands.

The beautiful sound of the piano makes people fall into a strange fantasy, in which the fairies of the heavens and the earth are dancing in the fields.

With the dance of the fairy, the wildflowers beside the fields bloom, colorful and eye-catching, at this time, there are butterflies fanning their wings, birds standing on the branches of the trees with many mouths, and a few carp jumping out of the water, setting off crystal waves.

The fat man fell into this fantasy deeply.

Not only the fat man, but all the disciples present fell into this fantasy.

Song Zhong can't escape the shackles of the sound of the piano!

Every time he plucks the strings, there is an invisible force coming out.

In the air, there seems to be a hidden murderous intention!