The building fell silent.

"It turns out that bullying people feels so cool. Tang Xiaoqi looked intoxicated.

Zheng Lulu turned around and closed the door, "Don't stinky fart, bully a group of rookies who don't enter the stream, what's the big deal, the competition begins." ”

Zhao Ziming and Tang Xiaoqi glanced at each other, walked side by side on the arena, and stood opposite each other.

Tang Xiaoqi's expression became solemn, and a layer of bright yellow Yuan Force light lit up on the surface of his body, and a much larger aura than when he cleared the field before was released.

He spread his legs apart, his knees sank slightly, and his hands made a fist, "Ziming, I will go all out." ”

"Good. Zhao Ziming spit out a word briefly, withdrew his right leg a little, and clenched his fist on his knees, but he used the gesture of Bajiquan, and still did not urge the three forces in his body.

The two of them moved at the same time, like two weightless winds, colliding head-on, and the moment their fists collided together, they seemed to turn into two heavy blunt instruments, making a loud "bang".

Overflowing!

The battle has entered a white-hot battle from the beginning, the two of them are boxing, Tang Xiaoqi's moves are upright and fierce, and Zhao Ziming's Baji Boxing is flexible and domineering, hiding killing intentions.

Their movements became faster and faster, and the sound of fists and feet became denser and denser, with the two of them as the center, and gradually formed a white cyclone.

From the outside, the figure flickered inside the cyclone, and I could only see its shape, but I couldn't tell who it was.

Zheng Lulu opened her somewhat hazy drunken eyes, staring intently at the stage, but she couldn't see the reason at all, she couldn't help but feel discouraged and unwilling, aroused her stubbornness, opened her eyes wider, and wanted to see clearly.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Tang Xiaoqi screamed, was knocked off the stone platform, and landed face down in front of Zheng Lulu, for some reason, he lay on the ground and didn't get up immediately.

Zheng Lulu blinked, subconsciously bent down to pull, and it took a lot of effort to make Tang Xiaoqi stand up, but he didn't dare to face Zheng Lulu directly, tilted his head and looked at Zhao Ziming on the stage, grinning for a while.

"Huh, Xiaoqi, what's wrong?Are you seriously injured?Ziming, you're too-" Zheng Lulu said as she straightened Tang Xiaoqi's head, and the words in her mouth stopped abruptly, and then burst out laughing.

Tang Xiaoqi's eyes dodged, he didn't dare to look at the girl's eyes, he didn't know if it was because he was still drunk or for other reasons, his face was flushed, and his left eye socket was slightly swollen, black and red, which looked quite funny.

Zhao Ziming stepped off the arena, and Tang Xiaoqi's Yuanli voice sounded in his ears, "Ziming, don't hit people in the face!"

Zhao Ziming replied: "I didn't mean it, you ...... I just happened to come over. ”

Tang Xiaoqi said again: "Then you can't change directions, you have to bang me in front of Lulu!"

Zhao Ziming said helplessly: "I didn't mean it, you ...... It happened to be over there. ”

Tang Xiaoqi was about to say something, but there was a sudden pain in the corner of his eyes, and then a cold, but it was Zheng Lulu who was applying ointment to him.

He suddenly held back a mouthful of Yuan Li, feeling the girl's smooth and warm fingers, the depression in his heart was swept away, and he smiled again.

Suddenly, there was a jumble of footsteps outside the door, and then the door was kicked open, and a crowd of people swarmed in.

It was the "fifth son" who was the first, and his injured hand had been bandaged and hung on his chest with a ribbon.

He pointed at Zhao Ziming and the others, and said sharply: "The three clan uncles, it's them! It's this panda-eyed boy who hurt me!"

Beside him, there were three middle-aged men, all dressed in strong suits, with a strong body, and their bodies were as straight as guns, exuding a compelling sharpness.

The middle-aged man on the far right stepped forward, "You have a lot of courage, you hurt the new city lord of my Tu City, and you dare to stay here." ”

As soon as these people came in, Zheng Lulu stopped applying the ointment, Tang Xiaoqi wailed in his heart, and was very dissatisfied with them, and the fifth son's sentence of "panda-eyed boy" made him even more angry.

He said in a weird manner: "Such a waste is also regarded as the city lord by you, and it is not ashamed to say it?"

"You!" The fifth prince turned red with anger, and said gloomily: "I don't know whether to live or die, when this son peels your skin and dismantles your bones, you'd better be able to be so sharp-toothed." ”

His expression was extremely resentful, and his eyes were surging with excitement, as if Tang Xiaoqi had become his subordinate prisoner, at his mercy and torture.

Seeing his appearance, Tang Xiaoqi's face showed killing intent for the first time, and he said word by word: "I almost forgot, this is not the Tang Dynasty, and killing people does not violate any laws." ”

The fifth prince laughed arrogantly, "In this Tucheng, this son is the law! If you hurt me, you have to die! Don't think about the two of them to run! Three clan uncles, don't talk nonsense, capture them for me!"

It was Tang Xiaoqi who took the lead!

He flashed a few times, instantly approached the fifth prince, raised his right hand and fanned over.

"Bold!"

The middle-aged man beside the fifth prince who was the first to speak let out a deep sigh, took a step sideways, and punched out. 61

At the same time, the middle-aged man in the center felt Tang Xiaoqi's momentum, and he did not hesitate to make a move, attacking his waist ribs.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man on the far left sneered and shouted "do it", leading the other subordinates to rush directly at Zhao Ziming and Zheng Lulu.

The three of them were full of confidence.

In today's Tu City, the masters of the Eight Tricks and Nine Tricks have all participated in the Corps Assessment, and they have gone all the way, and most of the Seven Tricks who are strong enough have also left, and they, the Seven Trick Martial Artists, are already the highest combat power in the city.

In fact, if it weren't for the recent idleness, the three of them wouldn't have been dispatched at the same time.

However, after a few moments, they realized how much of a mistake they had made and what a terrible opponent they had provoked.

The two middle-aged men who besieged Tang Xiaoqi only felt a flower in front of them, a pain in their chests, and almost at the same time, they flew out upside down and hit the wall, and after they landed, blood sprayed wildly, and their breath was dying!

Hitting the two of them hard, Tang Xiaoqi returned to his original posture and raised his palm to fan the fifth prince's face.

The fifth prince was horrified and wanted to dodge, but with his cultivation worthy of six knots, how could he dodge?

Syllable!

The body of the fifth prince flew high, spun more than ten times and fell, Tang Xiaoqi stretched out his left hand and clasped his neck.

There was a clear palm print on half of the fifth son's cheek, and the half of the face with the palm print quickly turned red, turned purple, and was high and swollen, which looked a little shocking.

He was slapped with gold stars and a splitting headache, but the strong feeling of suffocation pulled him out of the chaotic state, and the survival instinct prompted him to open his mouth with difficulty, "Rao...... Life. ”

Tang Xiaoqi looked at him with his head slightly raised, recalling the appearance when he stretched out his hand to pick Zheng Lulu's chin, and suddenly there was a violent feeling in his heart that he had never felt before, and his five fingers were tight.

Click!

The fifth son kicked his legs, his head tilted to the side, and he lost his breath.

Tang Xiaoqi seemed to realize something, and the violence in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant, his whole body trembled, let go of his hand, and let the body of the fifth prince fall to the ground.

The battle on Zhao Ziming's side also ended quickly, and the middle-aged man in the Seven Aperture realm who led the way was killed by him with one blow, and several other greedy guys tried in vain to attack Zheng Lulu, and he was also killed instantly without mercy.

The others stopped in shock, and just happened to see the battle situation on Tang Xiaoqi's side again, and they were so frightened that they all rushed out of the building and disappeared into the night.

Tang Xiaoqi walked to the door and squatted down, vomiting violently.

Seeing this, Zheng Lulu glanced at the corpse of the fifth prince on the ground, expecting that Tang Xiaoqi might be the first time to kill someone, so she would have this reaction, she walked to Tang Xiaoqi's side silently, leaned over and patted his back.

Zhao Ziming stepped to the wall, and two Yuan forces popped out with his fingers, piercing the foreheads of the two middle-aged men who were seriously injured and dying, giving them a good time.

He turned to look at Tang Xiaoqi and said lightly: "In our place, if you don't kill someone, you are likely to be killed, and people's lives are the same as those demon beasts you killed that day." ”

Eight days later.

At noon, at the gates of the Exiled City, there were two long lines of people who wanted to enter the city, and people joined from time to time, so the length of the line remained the same.

A group of four men galloped from a distance, dismounted, and stood at the back of the line on the left.

Zheng Lulu said with some excitement: "I'm finally back." ”

Tang Xiaoqi glanced around, lowered his eyebrows with interest, and returned to his sick appearance.

Since killing the fifth prince that night, he has fallen into a strange state, mentally exhausted, weak, and silent, just like before.

Zheng Lulu tried all kinds of methods, but she couldn't get him out of the slump, so she had to let him go.

Zhao Ziming raised his head and carefully looked at Xiongcheng in front of him, a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

The city wall alone is as high as more than 50 zhang, and the city tower above is more than 10 zhang high, standing majestically and extremely oppressive.

The wall is made of square boulders, which are tightly seamed, and the surface is gray and black, full of mottled traces, giving people a sense of vicissitudes.

Above the city gate, a boulder was ground off a layer to form a plaque-like existence, with the words "City of Exile" written on it, and the silver hook and iron painting were extraordinary.

The tall city wall extends to the left and right, and with Zhao Ziming's far beyond ordinary people's eyesight, he can't even see the end, and the breadth of its area can be seen.

After entering the city, the endless flow of cars and horses on the street, and the high-rise buildings on the side of the road, all show the prosperity of the city, and the second-ranked Tucheng is obviously a grade worse than the first.

Zheng Lulu's sister and brother rode in front and led Zhao Ziming and Tang Xiaoqi to the central city.

After a short walk, I don't know what happened in front of me, people gathered there, and the originally wide carriageway was soon blocked by dense crowds.

Several people had to dismount and walk.