When Beixia jumped into the ring and didn't stand firm, a few more people jumped up from below the ring, these people were none other than Nanxia Jiang Chunxiao, Shuangdao Chang'e Xue Xiaoying, Dongxia Murong Yanyan and jade-faced little judge Song Xianyuan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, these people had walked to the stage, but they saw that there was no Beixia on the stage, and instead there was a strong man with a big waist and a round waist, and several people were anxious, so they were in front of the ring, looking for the Beixia, but at this time, there was a change on the stage, and suddenly seven people jumped out to fight the sturdy man, and at this time Beixia didn't know where to jump into the ring again, and a few people saw Beixia on the stage, worried that he was in danger, so they jumped into the ring together.

They jumped into the ring, but it was lively, and the small ring was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder of group battles, and the atmosphere became tense for a while.

Dongfang Liang, the dragon god who drilled the ground, Dongfang Qin, the red-clothed dragon girl, and Hu Yu, the thunder of the sky, and the white-faced Hou Hushuang and others, suddenly jumped up on the stage, they saw that the number of people was less than their own, and their side was now nine, and the other party was only six, so they didn't care, so they shook the ice blade, and they wanted to fight, and at this moment, two more suddenly jumped up on the ring, one was thin and withered, three feet tall, as long as a big monkey, holding a small knife one foot long, and the other was a handsome monk monk, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old。

As soon as these two came to power, when they saw the thunder Hu Yu and the white-faced Hou Hushuang and others, they said in their hearts: Even if there are two more of you, it is less than us, and we are still sure to win.

So they still didn't care, and wanted to do it, and they knew that at this time two more people jumped into the ring, one of them was a young and handsome young man, and the other was a cold-faced girl dressed in white, and the girl's face was always gloomy and never smiled. Beixia was secretly happy when he saw it, he didn't know the two in front, but he knew the two who came up later, the young and handsome guy was named Fu Zhufan, the smiling beauty of the ghost, and the cold-faced girl in white behind was called Lu Xiaoqian, the cold-faced witch in white, especially this cold-faced witch Lu Xiaoqian, who was in white, was too high, and Beixia knew that even the five of them might not be people's opponents.

As soon as these two people came to the stage, they frightened the red-clothed dragon girl Dongfang Qin, she had learned the martial arts of this cold-faced girl in white, her own great skills, in front of him it was simply for nothing, frightened him pulled the sleeve of the dragon god Dongfang Liang and said: "Brother, this cold-faced girl in white can be harmed, she alone can be compared to the five of us, I have fought with her" The earth-drilling dragon god Dongfang Liang heard his sister's words, and hurriedly whispered a few words to the thundering thunder Hu Yu and the white-faced Hou Hushuang, and the thundering thunder Hu Yu and the white-faced Hou Hu Shuang heard this, and said a little unhappily:

"Dongfang brothers and sisters, what do you mean by this, that you actually grow the morale of others, and destroy our prestige, whether it is a mule or a horse to look at"

"Everybody ......."

When Dongfang Liang, the dragon god who drilled the ground, heard this, he made a big red face, this thunder Hu Yu and the white-faced Hou Hu Shuang simply don't understand people, arrogant and evil, they only know themselves, but they don't know anyone, when so many people give themselves a big nest of roast chicken, their faces are put there, but how dare people not bow their heads under the eaves?

There is no way, the five heads of the Poison Needle Sect led by the Dongfang brothers and sisters are about to do it again, and at this time, suddenly the backstage curtain of the ring is picked, and three or four family members come out, in front of the family Ding, there are two old men, but the first old man, about sixty years old, medium stature, with a pair of small eyes, is shimmering, he wears a scarf on his head, and is dressed in purple, which is extraordinarily majestic. The second old man, about fifty years old, was also of medium stature, but his face was more special, too terrifying, as if it had been burned by fire, he had long hair and a shawl, a white robe, and a steel folding fan in his hand.

The first old man shouted:

"Stop, don't fight"

"I have something to say......."

The voice was loud, and everyone on the stage heard it, and they were busy collecting the form, and when they saw the thunder Hu Yu and the white-faced Hou Hushuang, they rushed forward and said:

"Daddy, why did you come here?"

Look at the old man who is about sixty years old, his face sank and said: "Useless things, good things are also for you to smash, don't give me a retreat."

"Ahh

Thunder Hu Yu and White-faced Hou Hu didn't dare not listen, they retreated to the side, and the second old man with a steel folding fan in his hand gently shook the folding fan, and the five head blood hand demon scorpion Meng Biyao and others also retreated aside. At this time, the old man who was about sixty years old, of medium stature, and had a pair of small eyes, first reported to his home, it turned out that he was the owner of Jingyue Villa, and the people in the rivers and lakes called the Flying Immortal Iron Hand Monster on the Grass, Hu Shi and Hu Chang'an. And the other is one of the champions of the Sweeper Sword Destroying Hundred Days, the leader of the Poison Needle Sect, the Jianghu people say that the iron fan skeleton is poisonous.

When the two of them finished reporting their names, several little heroes on the stage were also startled, the fairy iron hand monster on the grass, Hu Shi and Hu Chang'an were already martial arts masters, and the leader of the Poison Needle Sect, the iron fan skeleton was poisonous, and it was returned, a steel fan, crisscrossing the martial arts world, how many famous swordsmen were defeated under his hands, not only that, this guy is also good at using poison, a steel folding fan can hit twelve poisonous needles, and the poisonous needles hit people, containing huge poison. It can kill a person in an instant. But this is the one, but he is still one of the champions, if that is the case, there will be the second champion, the third champion, .......!

Several little heroes, especially Nanxia and Xiaoying Girl and Dongxia Murong Yanyan, deeply feel that the situation is serious, just relying on these few people on the stage at this time, there is a huge difference in strength with the other party, if you really want to fight, it will be a big loss. So Nanxia is witty and precedent:

"Oh!"

"It turned out to be the old owner of the Silent Moon Villa, and the sect leader of the Poison Needle Sect, disrespectful!

"The old owner and the leader of the Poison Needle Sect, the 100-day sword fight of sweeping and destroying the sword, must have wanted to invite the heroes of the world to come here to compete, to compete with martial arts, to compete for the high and low, and to discuss the short and long."

"Yes and no......."

"Yes, this knight is right."

Hu Chang'an Road:

"Then in this case, the two sons under the order to win more, hurt people with secret weapons, and threaten hostages, this is a bit excessive, although your old man is a sweeper to destroy the sword for a hundred days, but if you have real skills, the people of the world will obey, if you don't rely on real skills, I think the people of the world, just take us people, don't accept it, this is also unfair"

This Hu Changan nodded when he heard Nanxia's words, and said:

"What this hero said is good, it is my godson who has no way, these two rebels actually use some bad means, but from today on, this ring is one-on-one, we Jingyue Villa want to learn from the martial arts people in the world, and meet friends with martial arts" Don't look at this Hu Shi Hu Chang'an said politely, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows also revealed a murderous aura.

"Well, in that case, I implore the old owner to release the seven or eight people tied to the stage first, and this is the end of today, and we will come to the ring tomorrow!"

Nanxia Road:

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, this Hu Shi Hu Changan laughed, laughed! He said: "Young man, those seven or eight people in the audience can be released, but my Sweeper Sword Destroying Sword Hundred Days Fight will be released like this, which will inevitably make the world laugh, I know that I Hu Shi said that I want to be one-on-one, don't coerce and use hidden weapons and other three bad means, but I don't know and think that I Jingyue Villa is afraid of you."

"Then how can you release them?"

Nanxia asked:

"Bet, high-five, fight for a hundred days"

"If you win, we will release them naturally"

"Okay, then I'll bet you, high-five."

Nan Xia stretched out his hand as he spoke, he wanted to make a bet with Hu Shi and Hu Changan, and high-fived, but he didn't expect this Hu Changan to sneer again:

"This hero, I don't know who your surname is?"

"Jianghu people call Southern Chivalry, Jiang Chunxiao"

Nanxia Road:

After hearing this, Hu Changan shook his head and said:

"Young man, it's not that the old man looks down on you, although you are a hero in the rivers and lakes, but you don't have the qualifications to bet and high-five"

"We are not fighting single-handedly chivalrous juniors like you, but fighting are masters of one hundred and eight sects of the five major factions."

"At least he's a ........ of the door"

"This ........"

Nanxia hesitated, and Beixia suddenly stepped forward and said: "Then you see if I am qualified enough, I am the young master of the Saibei Single Sword Gate, Beixia Yue Jinfei, how about it? Can I bet with you and high-five!"

Hu Shi Hu Changan looked at Beixia again, and said after a sneer: "The Saibei Single Knife Gate is in the one hundred and eight gates, that is, the nameless rats, and there are a few people in the rivers and lakes who know it, and your qualifications are not enough."

"You ......."

The upright Beixia is angry eyes widened, his fists clenched with a squeaky sound, and at this time, the handsome monk on the stage who came to the stage sang the Buddha's horn and said: "Amitabha, good! The old owner, I am a subordinate temple of Shaolin Temple, a little monk of Qingzhu Temple, the law name Lingling, do you see if I am qualified to bet with you, high-five, I can represent Shaolin Temple, Mingmen Decency, the head of the five major factions, can I?"

"Hahaha......."

After hearing this, Hu Shi and Hu Changan sneered again and said:

"Little monk, your tone is really not small, you can represent Shaolin Temple, this is a joke, a big joke......."

"It's really a young age, and it's ....... mouthful"

"You ......."

The little monk was also angry that his face was flushed, and at this time, suddenly two more people jumped into the ring, one of whom chanted the Buddha's horn and said:

"Amitabha, Hu Shi, Hu Chang'an, don't be rampant!