Song Yun'er was quickly at a disadvantage on the road, and she was in danger as soon as she passed the five moves, but she always had a sweet smile on her face.

Lu Ziming used a sweeping chain kick with a fierce wind to kick Song Yun'er's middle.

Song Yun'er used a short thorn to resist Lu Ziming's attack, and with the other hand, she pulled the pink gauze belt around her waist, and with a flick of her wrist, she brushed towards Lu Ziming's face.

Lu Ziming was shocked, and hurriedly stopped the offensive, his body quickly retreated, thinking: This Song Yun'er's internal strength is so high that it has reached the point of using this yarn to attack the enemy!

But Lu Ziming only had time to take a small step back, and Saori brushed him in the face, he was shocked and angry, and secretly scolded himself for being careless.

But Saori flicked lightly on his face, except for a little itchy feeling and a faint fragrance from his nose, but he didn't have any strength. After a false alarm, he was suddenly refreshed and attacked Song Yun'er again.

Song Yun'er saw Lu Ziming's fierce offensive, so she no longer accepted the move, but hurriedly retreated.

Lu Ziming suddenly felt dizzy, and then he knew that he had been plotted just now, but he was not reconciled, he used all his strength, his body rose into the air, and swept towards Song Yun'er with a whip leg.

Song Yun'er showed a look of surprise, she never expected that this road was self-evident and had the strength to fight back. She shook the yarn belt in her hand and wrapped it around Lu Ziming's calf to block this sharp kick.

Lu Ziming saw that his full strength was blocked, and his head became more and more dizzy, so he had to bite his "tongue" ruthlessly, and suddenly the corners of his mouth were bloody. But in exchange for a trace of clarity, taking advantage of this clarity, he shouted, and all the internal strength of his body "sprayed" out from the entangled calves. Suddenly, pink butterflies flew in the sky, and Song Yun'er was shocked to the audience.

With a plop, Lu Ziming fell on the stage and fainted.

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and the master of the soldiers who surrendered without a fight twice won so embarrassingly in the face of a little woman.

Shi Yuxuan saw that he had won the candidate for the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he didn't care how embarrassed Lu Ziming was when he won, so he hurriedly asked someone to get him off the wooden platform.

"Be careful!" Ni Lihua instructed, she already knew what Ma Chuan was going to do in the next competition.

Ma Chuan nodded slightly, and jumped onto the wooden platform with a long sword.

Tiexin has been waiting for a long time with a gilt hammer.

"You actually underestimate me, then let you know how powerful I am with a gilded hammer!" Tie Xin was very dissatisfied that Ma Chuan chose him, firstly, he missed a good opportunity to avenge Wan Haotian, and secondly, he guessed that Ma Chuan must have thought that he was not as good as Lu Ziming, so he chose him.

"The famous iron three hammers, how dare I underestimate them, make a move. Ma Chuan found that at this time, a pair of Tiexin was on the road, and in his heart, there were several evil people who went to the spiritual platform to help.

Tie Xin stopped talking nonsense, and with a force under his feet, his body rushed out like an arrow off the string, and the round gilt hammer smashed towards Ma Chuan.

The sword in Ma Chuan's hand was unsheathed in an instant, and he used the three swords of wind and clouds, wind and rain, and wind and relaxation, blocking Tie Xin's sharp hammer.

Tie Xin's eyes flashed, and his feet stomped on the ground, and the person was more than empty, like a hammer from Mount Tai smashing towards Ma Chuan. The whole action is done in one go, coherent and natural, and reaches its peak in momentum.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but applaud, and the iron three hammers really lived up to their reputation.

Ma Chuan faced Tiexin's condescending hammer, did not retreat or avoid, and in the blink of an eye, he made a trip to look at the eyes, to swim in the arms, and to swim in the heart of the three swords. The three swords were all pointed on the gilt hammer, which made the gilt hammer unconsciously deviate by a foot.

With a bang, Tie Xin's earth-shattering hammer smashed on the wooden platform, and suddenly the debris flew, and the wooden platform broke out a big hole, and Tie Xin himself almost fell.

Ma Chuan had already retreated two feet away before the gilded hammer smashed into the wooden platform.

"Good, good!" Tie Xin jumped back to the stage from the edge of the hole in embarrassment, and laughed angrily, "Let's see if you can catch my third hammer." ”

Tie Xin's feet kicked on the wooden platform, his body was horizontal in the air, and he spun like a spinning top and attacked Ma Chuan.

Ma Chuan used his heart to relax, and his heart was relaxed.

Tie Xin flew back upside down, Teng Teng took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, his shirt became a strip of cloth hanging on his body, and his arms were still colored.

"The scum of the martial arts turned out to be hiding his strength, and his swordsmanship was so superb. When the young juniors in the audience saw such a shocking scene, they couldn't help it anymore and began to talk out loud.

"The name of the iron three hammers has been broken, and the competition between the two will definitely not end. Although some people are a little annoyed because of Ma Chuan's spicy hand destroying flowers, they admire his martial arts more at this time, and they can't help but look forward to the next competition.

"Who said just now that Ma Shaoxia can't catch the hammer of Tiexin, stand up for me!" Some people like to grab people's handles, and then sarcastically, which also shows their admiration for Ma Chuan from the side.

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Tie Xin is so embarrassed, this is something he has never had since his debut, and he was also ruined, this shame is more painful than killing him.

Tie Xin tore off a few strips of cloth hanging on his body, but his skin was not exposed, but a black and shiny inner armor.

"Wuzhujia!" Ma Chuan said word by word. At the same time, in his heart, the troops of the evil country surged out and went straight to the high platform, and finally fifty-five soldiers of the evil country arrived on the spiritual platform, and countless troops of the evil country were gathered on the Fangcun Mountain.

When everyone in the audience heard the three words Wuzhujia, they all looked at Tie Xin.

The black bamboo armor is famous in the entire Caixiazhou martial arts, known as the first armor, the knife cannot be snatched, and the strength is difficult to hurt. Compared to those divine weapons, martial arts people are more willing to have this armor.

"It's actually the treasure of Tianqiao Gate, the black bamboo armor!"

"I heard that Ma Shaoxia is the descendant of Tianqiaomen, and what he is holding in his hand must be the magic weapon of Tianqiaomen. ”

"Whether it is the divine weapon of Tianqiaomen piercing the black bamboo armor, or the black bamboo armor is safe and sound under the divine weapon, I am really looking forward to it. ”

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"Don't think that if you have the magic weapon of Tianqiaomen in your hand, you will win. I want to see if your divine weapon can break the treasure of the Tianqiao Sect, the Black Bamboo Armor!" Tie Xin said after glancing at the undamaged Black Bamboo Armor.

On the spiritual platform in Ma Chuan's heart, he was reinforced by fifty-five soldiers of the evil country, and the original forty-five transparent soldiers were a total of one pawn. And ordered to leave only three corps of transparent troops, and all the others were the main body, and the main was strong.

Therefore, Ma Chuan's mind moved, and he immediately mobilized the huge Qi of the Lower Dantian, which was instantly injected into the long sword in his hand, and suddenly the long sword that was pointing obliquely at the ground shook his wrist slightly, and a three-inch retractable cold light appeared on the tip of the sword.

"Jianmang!" an old man in the audience stood up and exclaimed.

"What are you doing when Senior Long is so excited?" a young junior asked his elder.

"Sword Mang, actually practiced Sword Mang!" The elders of the younger generation also muttered in amazement, "What do you know, the old ghost of the dragon practices the sword for a long time, and what he pursues is nothing more than the myth of the pinnacle of the sword." Now that a yellow-haired kid has done it, how do you tell him not to get excited. ”