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www.xSHUOTXT.Com "Okay, since you have chosen the path of the Heavenly Mandate Verdict, then choose a master of the Alliance above the hall master to adjudicate." As long as you can save your life, you can leave the League. Elder Kumu raised his eyebrows and nodded secretly, such a result was expected by him.

The Tobu League does not directly kill the traitors, and in this last step it will still give them a chance to live, on the surface, it seems to be very human, but those who know a little about the inside are all aware of this outrageous move.

The Tobu League has never been soft on traitors, and this is a fact that everyone in the alliance is well aware of.

In order to improve their backbone, the previous alliance leaders came up with this method on a whim. As long as the traitor can challenge the masters of the alliance and not be defeated, he can exchange his life for a life.

The masters in the alliance are in this environment, even when they are peaceful, they will be prepared for danger in times of peace and constantly improve themselves. Once you can't defeat and kill the opponent, not only will it be difficult to protect your position, but it is even impossible to kill your opponent.

Because of this, as long as this path is chosen, it will basically end only if one party dies, which is also something that traitors are afraid of and helpless.

The masters of the Tobu League are getting stronger and stronger, and no matter how high their martial arts are, they dare not relax, and no one wants to be the target of traitors.

The previous alliance leaders never expected that a whimsical idea at that time would actually achieve the terrifying strength of the Tobu Alliance today. is not only a master, but also a hegemon.

"You already know the rules, so I won't say more. There are alliance leaders, auxiliary alliances, envoys, five elders of each hall, and five deputy hall masters. However, the position of the deputy hall master is not included in the same position as your deputy envoy. I don't know which judge you choose to be here?" Elder Kumu left his seat and walked in front of the elegant middle-aged man, and after a slight bow, he turned around and said with a solemn expression.

"This ...... The subordinates know that all of you here are top masters, and fighting with you is undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg. The subordinates are not really traitors, can they open up and let me challenge the deputy hall master? Otherwise, they will die, and their subordinates will die and refuse to accept it. Zhu Wenxuan glanced at the dozen or so people sitting on the top seat, and fought for it with luck.

"I can't help with this, the rules can't be changed, otherwise it will be unfair to several deputy hall masters. If you hesitate any longer, I'll rule that you give up this opportunity. ”

Elder Kumu was a little impatient, and among so many rulings, it was the person in front of him who dragged the most feet.

"Okay, then Elder Jiao Xiong of the Foreign Affairs Hall, please come down and give me a lesson. Zhu Wenxuan's eyes flashed, and finally he said to a middle-aged fat man sitting on the left side with a thick waist and a fat waist.

The middle-aged fat man has dark skin and rich hair, but he has a fat appearance and a stupid appearance.

There have been several times in the "Mandate of Heaven Verdict" that he has been selected as the target of the challenge, and this time he was chosen again, and he had to admit the attractiveness of his posture when he was unlucky in the dark path. I didn't expect him to be so popular in this project.

Jiao Xiong stepped out of his seat, his actions did not seem to be very vigorous, but he faintly gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Elder Kumu scratched a few times in the yellow book, and said respectfully, "Alliance leader, this matter has been recorded. ”

The elegant middle-aged man raised his eyes and glanced at it, nodded lightly and said expressionlessly, "You can start." ”

The masked young man's eyebrows furrowed, and unexpectedly, Zhu Wenxuan chose this Foreign Affairs Hall elder as his opponent. This is undoubtedly not self-defeating, and even he himself is not sure to defeat this person. It can be said that this big fat man is one of the most terrifying secret masters.

In the past, Jiao Xiong's opponents were not real masters, and his real strength was not well known, and only a few high-level officials knew it internally. Even so, those real masters are secretly determined not to choose him as a life-changing opponent when they really reach this point.

Zhu Wenxuan held a folding fan in his hand, but he couldn't see a trace of chic, he took a few deep breaths to calm the tension in his heart a little.

Jiao Xiong raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Wenxuan, who was ready, and lifted his claw-like gloves without hurrying. The claws of the gloves shone with a dark light, as if they were quenched with poison, and the roots of the teeth were soft to see.

Gradually, Jiao Xiong's eyes narrowed slightly, and the internal force was on his palms. The swarthy sè of the claws became brighter and brighter.

Facing Zhu Wenxuan, Jiao Xiong still looked solemn as if he was facing a great enemy. Even in the past few decades, no matter what opponent he faced, no matter how high or low the opponent's martial arts were, he never underestimated the opponent at all.

Zhu Wenxuan looked Elder Jiao Xiong up and down in disbelief, and for a moment he had a feeling that he didn't know what to do, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

Zhu Wenxuan knows very little about Jiao Xiong. Despite this, he also had to choose Jiao Xiong as his opponent. The strength of several other masters is obvious to all, and they can't beat it by themselves. Even if the envoy of Nanhata he is most familiar with, he will almost lose if he can't make five moves.

He wanted to gamble with his life, and he was not optimistic about the theory that there was no vanity under the fame. There are more than 10 million people in the world who sell fame and reputation, as long as they can win this person by luck, it is not impossible to escape and ascend to heaven.

"Zhu Deputy Envoy, what are you waiting for, let's make a move!" Jiao Xiong's eyes froze, jīng mangsi shè. The sharp claws in his hand drew a strange arc, holding up a dark and shiny claw shadow, as if containing the power of ten thousand jun.

Zhu Wenxuan was shocked in his heart, the other party just waved his hand lightly and had such a terrifying power, which made his trace of luck cool down most of the time.

He rushed forward with a folding fan in his hand, knowing that he could not miss the opportunity, otherwise there would be no chance.

I saw the folding fan fluttering and waving, light and erratic, left and right, like virtual and real, and the momentum was not weak.

The claws gripped at the fan with impunity, and unleashed a sharp blow straight to the point.

Zhu Wenxuan suddenly felt a terrible pressure pressing towards his chest, and he couldn't help but freeze his moves in shock, and hurriedly retreated.

This advance and retreat changes so quickly that even if you are not immersed in the scene, you can easily experience the danger. If Zhu Wenxuan blindly attacked at that time, then the consequences would probably be inescapable.

Although Jiao Xiong is as fat as a bear, his skills are not sluggish in the slightest. His seemingly ordinary claw was fast and fierce, and even a few first-class masters in the tent boasted that they didn't have the certainty of forcibly taking it.

Zhu Wenxuan retreated again and again to avoid the sharp edge of Jiao Xiong's claws, and because of this, he was already at a disadvantage in an all-round way, attacking less and defending more.

The martial arts moves that Jiao Xiong came out of Xiàn didn't seem to be very clever, but the power was extremely powerful. In the eyes of several masters, Zhu Wenxuan's defeat was decided, and life and death were just in an instant.

Jiao Xiong's every claw froze in front of Zhu Wenxuan, but he didn't go any further, looking like he was not in a hurry to defeat Zhu Wenxuan.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had fought more than 100 moves, and Jiao Xiong showed a little irritability, and his shots became more and more chaotic and unable to get up.

What is puzzling is that Jiao Xiong is gradually declining, while Zhu Wenxuan is getting stronger and stronger.

Zhu Wenxuan occasionally attacked two or three threatening moves, forcing Jiao Xiong to withdraw his claws to defend. It seems that if it continues to drag on, the number of victories and defeats will be unpredictable.

During the fight, Jiao Xiong suddenly said with pity: "Is that all you have the ability? Let you enjoy the sweetness of having the upper hand for a while, and you should die without regrets, right?"

Zhu Wenxuan was extremely green for a moment, from beginning to end, the other party was just playing with himself, and he naively thought that victory was in sight, and in the end this was just wishful thinking.

Jiao Xiong stepped forward, lightly dodging Zhu Wenxuan's sharp blow, and raised his right hand to Zhu Wenxuan's chest in the lightning.

Zhu Wenxuan's face was as dead as ashes, and the pain of liver and gallbladder rupture hit his brain. Within a moment, his consciousness began to blur, and his mind went blank for a moment.

At the same time, the scorched bear seemed to be bounced off by something and flew backwards. He slammed his feet into the ground, kicking up puffs of smoke. Those sharp claws were even more black and bloody, dripping with terrifying.