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It is not surprising that there is a precedent for weapon fighting in the black market boxing world.

"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven. When handing the Tusu Shura knife, Ye Fan lowered his voice and instructed him in his ear: "Keep the green mountains here, don't be afraid of no firewood." ”

"Yes. Feeling the heavy Shura knife in his hand, Tu Su's hand holding the knife seemed to have found solace and a source, and courage and strength spread silently in his eyes.

"Go ahead. Ye Fan's fingers quickly clicked on the acupuncture point on his right chest, stopping the blood from the wound.

Lifting the jet-black Shura knife, Tu Su took one step at a time and slowly walked onto the ring.

In the last battle, only win, not defeat, otherwise the previous efforts will be wasted, and the fruitful results in hand will be handed over to others, and they will make wedding dresses for others!

Although he promised Ye Fan to "do his best to obey the destiny of heaven", Tu Su's desire for victory was still very strong.

Along the way, three consecutive victories, the hardships can only be deeply realized by themselves, if you can't build outstanding feats for the four seas, you are a sinner through the ages!

A road leads to success and fame, and it also leads to the end of death - success and failure, Tu Su walks very slowly, he is weighing how much strength he still has and how many opportunities.

The dazzling locomotive was still parked aside, and Sylweller raised the tip of his sword, a slender white finger gently caressing the sword of love, and the smile on his face melted the hearts of the young women.

"It's the last one, can he persevere?" Shen Jiayao muttered in a low voice, as if asking, and as if talking to herself.

"Of course. Ye Fan smiled confidently: "If you can't have the last laugh, why waste time?"

"Well, hopefully as you say......"

Laugh at!

The Western sword was pointed in the air, and Sarenwell's elegant smile bloomed towards Tu Su: "Let's start!"

Tu Su, who didn't respond and never talked nonsense with the dead, slowly lifted the heavy Shura knife.

Whew――

Sallenwell suddenly attacked, and the sharp tip of his sword pierced the air, stabbing Tu Su in the heart with a sharp roar!

Bite!

The Shura sword was raised at the right time, and the wide blade blocked the lightning blow, and to everyone's surprise, this Western sword, which was not as thick as a finger, was not bent, forcing Tu Su to retreat again and again.

A relaxed and confident smile rose at the corner of Sarenwell's mouth, even if he was an idiot, he had practiced Western swordsmanship for one hundred and seventy years, and he would become a master of swordsmanship like him.

Tu Su stepped on the edge of the ring with one foot, and his body hit the rope.

On his back, another blood stain oozed out.

With a slight flick of his wrist, as if to give his opponent a chance to breathe, Saronwell's vigorous step took two steps back.

However, before Tu Su could relax for a moment, the fierce offensive suddenly attacked!

The Western sword flew like a silk thread in the air, wielding countless afterimages of sword light, which was extremely gorgeous, extremely sharp, and so fast that it was completely impossible for people to capture its trajectory.

The audience exclaimed, and the elegant offensive of the Western sword made people admire, and the seemingly beautiful attack actually implied infinite killing opportunities.

In Ye Fan's eyes, Sallenwell drew out Z-shaped sword moves, and these sword moves formed one side

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