The moment Nangong Yunfeng fell out of the competition platform and landed on the ground, his head shook and he woke up, and he clenched his fists angrily and wanted to step forward and kill Ximen Guanxi.

Reason instantly calmed him down again, if he loses, he loses, if he loses the competition, he will kill the opponent, how can he raise his head and be a man in the future? Not to mention that Ximen Guanxi will escape from the sky quite quickly, and the old fairy of Xuan Lingzi is watching from the side, where can he kill him.

Although Ximen Guanxi played a cunning conspiracy, he kicked him down justly, who told you that Nangong Yunfeng was kicked down, he didn't blame himself, he blamed himself for being too light on the enemy, and blamed himself for being too careless.

Especially when I heard the live broadcaster Miao Feijiao say, 'Nangong Shaoxia was kicked out of the competition platform like a dead dog', Nangong Yunfeng's face was as red as pig's liver, and later Miao Feijiao said, 'Nangong Shaoxia was honored to be kicked down', Nangong Yunfeng's face turned green, and when Miao Feijiao said, 'Nangong Shaoxia was kicked down by negligence', his face turned slightly more normal.

At first, the audience was cheering for Nangong Shaoxia's victory, but then the cheers gradually subsided, everyone talked about each other, and gradually some people screamed madly, Nangong Yunfeng's die-hard fans were like falling from heaven to hell, and the failure of the idol hit them too hard.

More and more people confirmed that Nangong Yunfeng was kicked off the competition platform, and the screams and roars of the audience became more and more intense.

"Nangong Yunfeng, compensate me for my money!" a man shouted with a blushing face and a thick neck.

"Nangong Yunfeng, you are a seed!" followed by a loud roar.

"Nangong Yunfeng, you bitch! shameless!" Another lung-splitting roar.

"Bah, Nangong Yunfeng, bastard!" the roar of angry scolding followed.

Many people simply suspect that Nangong Yunfeng pretended to be defeated and was kicked out of the ring, this matter is too strange, it is a complete economic conspiracy and economic fraud.

"My mother, Lao Tzu has lost all his belongings of 800,000 taels of silver, Nangong Yunfeng, you liar, kill the whole family!" A middle-aged woman's scream was as sharp and piercing as killing a pig, almost shouting blood in her throat, and the people in the entire arena could hear it clearly, Nangong Yunfeng heard it, and Nangong Xian, the head of Xingyun Sect, also heard it.

But what can be done, when a person puts all his family wealth on you, this trust is more important than Mount Tai, and now you have betrayed the trust of others, and you can only admit it when you are scolded, saying that revenge is false.

Many people who had lost all their property screamed and rushed up to beat Nangong Yunfeng, although they knew that they were far from opponents, they still mustered up the courage to run up desperately.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, I misunderstood, I'm not a liar, have you beaten me!" Nangong Yunfeng dodged the fist attacks of the angry audience in embarrassment, as well as the shoes and sundries that kept throwing over.

Several disciples of the Xingyun Sect came down and protected Nangong Yunfeng, and used the sword to force back the audience who rushed up with a roar, and a middle-aged man with fiery eyes was not afraid of death and held the sword to his neck, screaming: "Kill me, kill me, Lao Tzu's family wealth has been lost, Lao Tzu doesn't want to live!"

The voice of cursing Nangong Yunfeng became more and more noisy, and there were many die-hard fans in the audience shouting slogans to firmly support the idol, and the two sound waves were very noisy together. Some cursing people and die-hard fans disagreed and waved their fists, and fierce martial arts battles were staged in the audience.

"I, you still support the big liar Nangong Yunfeng, you must be a trust, you can get the silver!" said an angry strong man with words.

"You pig-like person, Nangong Shaoxia carelessly lost the game and did your, if we love him, we must support him unconditionally, no reason or reason! You are the trust, Simon Guanxi's trust, shameless trust!"

"Bastard, Lao Tzu lost the silver, why do you say that Lao Tzu is Ximen Guanxi's trust!" the angry strong man roared and waved his fists at each other.

"Beat people, beat people!" Several die-hard fans of Nangong Yunfeng immediately rushed up and the strong man, the strong man was beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but soon several people rushed up to fight for the strong man, and another martial arts fight was staged.

The emotional audience roared and fought in a mess, and Simon Guanxi, as the champion of the competition, did not receive much cheers, but became a spectator.

The next prize is to present the award in the ring, the prize of the champion Ximen Guanxi is a bottle of the fountain of life, the prize of the runner-up Nangong Yunfeng is the Red Hook Divine Sword, and the prize of the third runner-up Lu Yiqun is the Golden Silk Body Protector Treasure.

When Ximen Guanxi received the award, there was a sound of inverted color below, and when Nangong Yunfeng received the award, there was also a sound of inverted color.

Then there was a group photo, Nangong Yunfeng boss was unwilling to stand in the runner-up position to take a photo, all the contestants also stood together to take a photo, and various sects also took photos.

"Senior Brother Ximen, congratulations!" After taking the photo, Meng Xuezhi jumped over and said hello to Ximen Guanxi.

Nangong Yunfeng had a gloomy face, watching the two of them talk warmly on the side.

After the award ceremony was over, the fight between the audience was still going on, Nangong Yunfeng couldn't stand the angry scolding of the group of people, and returned to the inn with his face downcast, today's martial arts competition was like a dream, it was really unexpected.

Nangong Yunfeng really regretted it, he regretted it very much, it was too big, now that he thinks about it, he should have beaten that bastard of Ximen Guanxi at the beginning, broke his hands and feet and threw him down.

But it shouldn't be, it really shouldn't, Yuanying Monk doesn't even take Jindan Monk in his eyes, Jindan Monk doesn't take Qi Refiners seriously, how can Yuanying Monk take a Qi Refiner seriously.

If the matter were to happen all over again, Nangong Yunfeng would still not take him seriously.

But Ximen Guanxi, a qi refiner, insisted on letting him suffer this big loss, whether it was cunning or not, anyway, he kicked him off the competition platform, ah no, he wore a green hat and kicked off the competition platform! That green light and shadow didn't know what kind of magic weapon it was, and he was temporarily unconscious with a buzz on his head, so that he was kicked down! If the opponent took advantage of his momentary loss of consciousness to stab the gun into the heart, then his life would be gone, should he thank Ximen Guanxi for that bastard.

"I'm sorry, and I want to thank Ximen Guanxi for that bastard!" Thinking of this, Nangong Yunfeng shuddered for a moment, and took a sip fiercely, thinking that he must be careful in the future battle, otherwise he won't know how to die.

Regret, regret, shouldn't, shouldn't. Anyway, it's happened.

Nangong Yunfeng's thoughts were still rolling, and there were people shouting downstairs in the inn.

"Nangong Yunfeng, you liar, will you lose to the Qi Refiner?" a woman shouted loudly.

"Nangong Yunfeng, you come out and pay me back the silver!" another man who lost the silver shouted.

"Nangong Yunfeng, damn it, Lao Tzu will ruin you for the rest of your life!" a middle-aged man cried out.

"Nangong Yunfeng, Lao Tzu lost all his money, and his leg was broken by your fans, pay me money, connect my leg, and compensate me for my medical expenses!" A night owl screamed sharply.

What can Nangong Yunfeng do? If everyone who loses the silver asks him for it, even if he is the richest man in the mainland, he will not be able to make up so much silver.

It stands to reason that gambling wins and loses at his own risk, but he Nangong Yunfeng can't lose, he shouldn't lose, he won't lose, and now he is losing this person.

"Nangong Yunfeng, if you don't come out again, I'll die at the door of the inn!" The desperate middle-aged man's voice was trembling and poignant, threatening him with death.

"Hey, hey, you can't die here, where do you love to die, you go to a place where there is no one in the mountains to hang yourself, you go to the river to commit suicide, you die here, the corpse stinks and disgusting people can't do it!"

"You rascal!" the desperate middle-aged man took a few sticks on his body, and rushed over to scuffle with Lao Hua desperately.

"Oh yo, it hurts! Pull him away, hey, pull him away!" Lao Hua screamed when he was touched, and the bruises from being beaten by Xiaobai were still there.

The two thugs ran over to pull the desperate middle-aged man away, but he hugged Lao Hua so hard that he couldn't pull it away, and the wounds on Lao Hua's body were squeezed and pulled, and he kept howling loudly.

"Don't pull, don't pull, it's hurting me, the dog won't let go, beat him to death!"

Sticks rained down on the desperate middle-aged man, but he was determined to die and refused to let go.

"His name is Lao Hua, yes, he is Nangong Yunfeng's evil slave!" a person next to him recognized it and pointed and said.

"It's not good, Nangong Yunfeng's evil slave is beating people!" Several people who were sick and sympathetic to the desperate middle-aged man ran over and snatched the sticks from the gangsters' hands and scuffled with them.

Those people were all businessmen with weak physique, and they had no weapons, where could they beat the gangsters with sticks in their hands, and they were soon all thrown to the ground and beaten fiercely, and the sticks were 'crackling' and smashed down mercilessly.

'Ahh

"Oh, damn it, you hit Lao Tzu!" "The stick kept hitting the desperate middle-aged man, and accidentally hit the wound of the old flower, and the old flower screamed and reminded.

The desperate middle-aged man was seriously injured, and his stubborn will made him hold on to Lao Hua and refuse to let go.

'Bang Bang Bang' A few sticks hit him on the head, and the desperate middle-aged man screamed a few times, and his body fell to the ground and convulsed.

"Damn, play dead!" a thug screamed and ran over and kicked the desperate middle-aged man in the body with his cowhide boots.

The desperate middle-aged man's body continued to twitch and tremble, his mouth opened wide, his lips trembled, and he glared viciously at the thugs who kicked him with cowhide boots, but he couldn't speak, and it didn't take long for his body to straighten up, lying on the ground and not moving.

"Damn, play dead for Lao Tzu!" The thug was still kicking and beating the desperate middle-aged man, but he remained motionless.

"Oh no, the villain Nangong Yunfeng's evil slave has beaten people to death!" shouted a man who was knocked to the ground and beaten by the thugs.

"The evil slave of the big liar Nangong Yunfeng has beaten people to death!" shouted another beaten man.