Yuehua Blade changed into a black practice long uniform, with a murderous look on his face. It can be seen that he still attaches more importance to this life-and-death fight.

As long as he wins, his prestige will definitely go up a level again, and when the time comes, the door will be everywhere, and the number of interests involved in it can be imagined.

Biting his fingers neatly and signing his name on the life and death certificate, he took the lead in entering the martial arts arena, followed by Liu Xuanchou.

The two were separated by a few meters and looked at each other from a distance.

At this moment, the lights in the hall suddenly turned on, and the figures of the two suddenly became taller.

Yuehua Blade didn't speak, lowered his head, and hid his face in the shadow of the backlight, as if he didn't want people to see his expression.

But his eyes have been staring at Liu Xuanchou's hand, observing every inch of his flesh and blood, observing very, very carefully.

The more he looked back, the more frightened he became, this young man was simply a natural martial artist, there was no flaw in his body, he just stood there quietly, giving people an illusion of invincibility.

"Death!" Liu Xuanchou's heart moved, and he punched out, and a move to "see blood and seal his throat" was also the trick in the "Tang Hand's Seventy-two Ways". This move is extremely domineering, and his strength has reached the peak of his previous shots, and the martial arts master's lifelong hope to achieve the perfect state of boxing is fully revealed in this move.

The crowd of onlookers all gasped and let out a burst of exclamation.

"It's so domineering, sure enough, there is no strongest martial art, only the strongest martial artist....."

"If this punch is strong, I'm afraid it will end up with a burst of brains. ”

Tang Shou is a very domineering martial arts, very particular about fast and crisp, and the lethality of the attack, often one hit kills. If an ordinary person is slapped hard by a master of Tang Hand, he will often suffer serious injuries.

It is precisely because 'it' is so domineering that it is so difficult to promote today.

Yuehua Blade's pupils shrank, and although he felt great pressure, he did not retreat but advanced, and raised his hand to meet it.

Both of them trembled slightly, and then quickly retracted and made a move.

The boxing moves made by the two of them were all ordinary, but Liu Xuanchou was one step faster every time, pressing him to use all the 'seventy-two roads' moves. The four words "preemptive" are the essence of Tang Shou, and now they have been completely brought into play by him.

Under each violent collision, the two of them trembled in tacit understanding, and the further back, the more Yuehua Blade's body trembled.

The hard-fought style of the two made the onlookers can't help but raise their courage to their throats, after all, Yuehua Blade is older than Liu Xuanchou, how can he resist the stormy attack when he is old and weak.

Defeat is only a matter of time.

Yuehua Blade was awe-inspiring in his heart, knowing that he couldn't go on like this, otherwise he would have to be beaten to death.

'Tang Hand' and 'Karate' have the same root and origin, and they are both fierce paths, before, his momentum has been weaker than Liu Xuanchou, and now he is forced to retreat by his strong physique, and he has a kind of grievance that he can't use his martial arts.

Liu Xuanchou no longer gave him a chance to be distracted, and after gaining the upper hand, he shot even more frantically. The right hand flickered with a fist, and the left hand slashed horizontally, and the power was simply irresistible.

Yuehua Blade, who broke the game in a hurry, was secretly annoyed in his heart, and raised his breath and swung his fist to face Liu Xuan's ugly fist.

"Click"

A crisp sound of broken bones echoed in the arena.

Immediately afterwards, the Yuehua blade retreated violently as if it had been struck by lightning, and after retreating more than ten steps to stop castration, he looked at Liu Xuanchou with murderous intent in horror.

His right arm hung loosely to the side, and his body trembled slightly.

"If you are afraid, then it is not a pity to die. Liu Xuanchou roared, and his body shot towards the Yuehua blade, although the latter's right arm was broken by Shengsheng, the instinct of the martial artist was still there, and his body rolled backwards, and a 'foot towards the sky' went up into the air, wanting to kick Liu Xuanchou out.

It's a pity that the strength of his foot is less than half of what he used to be, but he stepped on Liu Xuanchou's left waist as if he was stepping on an iron plate.

"Ah~"

With a scream, Yuehua Blade's left leg snapped at a strange angle.

Liu Xuanchou took advantage of the situation, grabbed his left leg with both hands, and actually dragged him up alive.

After a whirlwind, the Yuehua blade was heavily smashed on the blue bricks of the martial arts arena.

Before he could compose, a fist dilated in his pupils. 'Peng', Yuehua Blade's eyes were actually exploded.........

"Hurry up and save Master!"

The disciples of the Yuehua Blade, who had been watching the battle, saw that he had been defeated, and they could not care about the rules, so they roared angrily and rushed over with their weapons.

Liu Xuanchou glanced at them coldly, a cruel smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and the fist that was still stained with traces of blood suddenly turned into a sharp claw, and plunged into the undulating chest of Yuehua Blade with lightning speed.

"No...."I don't know where the strength of the Yuehua blade comes from, so I grabbed Liu Xuanchou's wrist with my left hand and didn't let him take it away.

When death came, he felt panic for no reason, it was common for him to become a king and lose a king, and it was also common to hurt his muscles and bones in martial arts competitions, but he was still afraid when he really felt the passage of life himself....

"Let's hit the road. Liu Xuanchou's hand clenched violently, and the inside of Yuehua's left chest was already a blur of flesh and blood, and his eyes suddenly widened, and his soul was broken.

At that moment, he did not hesitate at all, bringing a rain of blood in the air, at this time he had no mercy, and he had no time to remember the faces of these angry disciples.

He looked like a madman, and he was already with a knife in his hand, and he struck wildly. Those disciples are also quite bloody people, but seeing that this madman who killed the master is crazy and no one can stop the martial arts, the bones and tendons in the martial arts arena are broken, and the ears are full of screams, but more than half of them have the intention of retreating, and they all want to leave as soon as possible, if the master is dead, let's die, and scold the country's martial arts for being rubbish, anyway, I don't want to care about this matter.

Liu Xuanchou's ability to kill Yuehua Blade was signed by signing a life and death certificate, so he was able to be so unscrupulous, but in the face of this group of ordinary disciples, he could only kill chickens and monkeys and break the arms of a few people, and the others were stunned with a slap.

After a few minutes of fighting, there was already a group of karate disciples on the ground who were fainting or screaming in mourning.

The rest of the people couldn't help but tremble in their legs and stepped back against the wall silently.

Liu Xuanchou glanced at them disdainfully, and sneered: "Karate is garbage, and the martial arts of the island country are nothing more than local chickens and dogs." ”

After speaking, he strode out of the martial arts arena without hesitation, and no one dared to stop him without long eyes.

Liu Ming stood stunned, looking at his back with lost eyes, and muttered: "This is called violent aesthetics....."