"Round 10, final. Ask Jianshan - Lu Shihansheng Ask Jianshan to score 20, Sihaizhuang score 15. If no one challenges the alliance leader, then this World Martial Arts Conference will be declared over. ”

Everyone felt sorry for him, and they all thought that he would lose such a move.

In fact, anyone with a clear eye who has seen the current form knows that he is just doing a favor. Because no matter who wins this game, the score difference is at most 20 points. In the end, it still depends on the 30 points of the alliance leader, and who the flowers fall to. And for the winner and loser, they didn't fight at all. Although Yue Shanchuan admits defeat, in the eyes of the discerning people, he is not defeated.

After a while, no one dared to challenge Yue Haizhuo. It seems that this time, Sihaizhuang has once again sat in the position of the leader of the world's alliance.

Although Yue Haizhuo knew that the key to maintaining the position of alliance leader this time was him. But seeing his son admit defeat so easily, he was also angry. I really want to scold out loud a "rebel". But with a good face, he can only pretend to be a great benevolent style. smiled in the face of words such as "the son of the alliance leader is so courageous, and the alliance leader's family style is generous".

"The owner of the village is mighty, the position of the lord of the cicada alliance, the monsoon congratulates again! This letter is entrusted by someone, please take a look at the owner. ”

Yue Haizhuo was angry, and he didn't care too much. grabbed it, his eyes were still staring at Yue Shanchuan fiercely, as if he was going to rush up and hit him. Inadvertently open the letter. While watching, he picked up the teacup and sipped the tea to calm the anger in his heart. Suddenly, when he came back to his senses, a shocked look appeared on his face, and a mouthful of tea squirted out.

"Monsoon!"

Although Monsoon was covered in mud at the moment, Yue Haizhuo could still recognize him.

"Slap" Yue Haizhuo slammed the table and shouted: "Come on! ”

Dozens of people suddenly rushed out of the surroundings and surrounded the monsoon. They all drew their swords and put them around his neck. The two behind him kicked him in the knee hard, trying to bring him to his knees.

And Ji Feng didn't know what he was wrong, and the last trace of stubbornness in his heart made him struggle to support him. By this time, his feet had gradually been kicked unconscious, and he almost fell to his knees several times. But it is also to exert all your strength and stand up straight.

Unexpectedly, the two people behind him swung their knives at the same time, breaking his hamstrings. It made him feel so painful that his feet could no longer exert half of his strength, so he knelt down.

It's a pity that people's hearts are unpredictable, and turning their faces is faster than turning a book. In the eyes of the monsoon, Yue Haizhuo was the only one who was good to him. It is the spiritual pillar of his life in Sihaizhuang for six years.

But in fact, as the owner of the village, Yue Haizhuo is the same for everyone, so as to win people's hearts. For him, Monsoon was just one of thousands of disciples. But Monsoon stupidly felt that he was his savior.

Monsoon was stunned, and hurriedly said, "Owner, I'm Monsoon." Thirty-seven generations of disciples of Sihaizhuang, Monsoon!"

"Why are you standing here when you're already a dead man? Yue Haizhuo took a closer look at the letter a few more times, and his eyes widened: "I also want to use the name of Xuan Xuanzi's predecessor to provoke the relationship between my mortal and the god-man." It must be an immortal spy!"

"Die... Dead man?" Monsoon looked puzzled. In his memory, he was just knocked unconscious in a competition with Lu Shihan. I don't know anything about the rest of the story.

Yue Shanchuan didn't know when, but he also came over. When he saw Monsoon, there was only a trace of surprise on his face, and he was immediately covered by a strong anger. Thinking about why this guy is not dead yet, he can't wait to say:

"Kill him!"

When Ji Feng saw this face, he once again ignited the anger in his heart. He opened his eyes violently and shouted:

"Yue Shanchuan, if you want to kill me, come on!"

Yue Shanchuan laughed wildly, and said:

"Killing chickens uses a cattle slaughtering knife, and you are not even as good as chickens. ”

"What are you talking about, let me go of me! Let me fight you!" Monsoon struggled desperately, although his feet were not strong, but he almost broke free from the crowd several times.

Looking at the monsoon wind struggling like a beast, and those stubborn and suffocating eyes. Yue Shanchuan actually felt a trace of fear for a moment. But his intellect told him that the monsoon was nothing more than a waste, and that he could pose no threat when his feet were gone.

He involuntarily took a few steps back, then waved his hand. A big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist came with a long knife in his hand, aimed at Monsoon's neck, and his hand rose and fell.

"Qiang"

At the last moment, almost at the same time that the long knife landed on the head of the monsoon, a slender sword stood in front of it. To the naked eye, it seemed as if the sword had slashed at his head at the same time. But it stopped at the position of half a hair. It's just that the air flow when the knife fell almost cut his skin.

With the arrival of Lu Shihan, the eyes of the audience also followed. Only then did everyone notice what was going on.

"Lu Shihan, are you going to disobey the order of the alliance leader in public?"

"I don't know what he did wrong. However, he has already died once. Lu Shihan said, with a force in his hand, he picked the big knife away.

Lu Shihan's protection of the monsoon made Yue Shanchuan feel sour in his heart, and deepened his hatred for the monsoon.

"Then let me clarify the evidence for you. ”

He suddenly gathered his breath in his palm and suddenly slapped his palm towards the monsoon. For a time, the palm wind drove the airflow, and the airflow rolled up the fallen leaves, menacing, approaching the monsoon's chest. The suddenness of this palm was unsuspecting.

Monsoon's face was shocked, and he suddenly lost color. At a loss, he was instinctive, and as soon as his feet were forced, he actually stood up again and dodged sideways.

"Look. If the hamstring is broken, it can still be recovered, it must be a demon. ”

The crowd around them suddenly showed a frightened expression, and they stepped back, afraid that the monster would suddenly go berserk and hurt themselves.

Lu Shihan was also surprised, because she saw with her own eyes that the red wounds on Monsoon's feet were healing rapidly, which was incredible:

"What the hell are you?"

"Yes, I'm a demon. ”

Monsoon was disheartened, since everyone regarded him as an outlier. So, what's the use of saying a thousand words?

Lu Shihan shook her head and stepped back, she couldn't believe all this.

"Everybody heard, he's a demon. Today, Young Master Ben is going to do the right thing for heaven and uphold justice. Let the whole world know that we are not easy to mess with. ”

Yue Shanchuan's righteous words and righteous Ling Ran caused the audience's blood to boil, and the cries were boiling, all of which were cheers for him.

Monsoon looked around, everyone was cheering, everyone was applauding. And in this vast voice, I am like a flat boat in the sea, what is it?

"Yue Shanchuan, don't fix those false things, you want to kill me, come on!"

Monsoon let out a roar of rage and pressed at Yue Shanchuan with a punch. This punch gathered the resentment that he had been bullied and tortured by him for six years. In his eyes, there was no longer the slightest fear, full of jade and stones, and he was desperate for his own violence.