Chapter 1307: Fleeing in Defeat, Blood Debt Repaid
Xu Weilong's face was even more dead, and he shouted anxiously: "Yanran, go to the main hall and call the boss, we are not these people's opponents!"
The martial artists around were all shocked, Xu Weilong actually admitted defeat in person?
Although the current situation is indeed unfavorable to the two, they have not yet decided the winner or loser, in their opinion, they still have the strength to fight again, why did they admit defeat?
It seemed that the situation was worse than what they saw before their eyes.
And everyone immediately thought, "Call the boss over, isn't it Yang Wuxin?"
Will the biggest white horse in this Star Palace, the hottest candidate to win the championship, come?
Everyone's heart was raised to their throats, and they were nervous and speechless.
These people in front of them are all stable and top 100 existences, do you really want to stop here?
Feng Yanran's face was anxious, if the other party Shi Yuyan and the others were fine, but with Ah Bao and Chiwei at the moment, she had no chance of winning.
Even if he can really win, it will never come out in a moment and a half, and Xu Weilong will not be able to hold on to that time.
Feng Yanran was a little overwhelmed, and stomped her feet in a hurry.
"Brute, I'm fighting you!"
Xu Weilong suddenly burst out with an angry roar, and on his already hideous face, blood seeped from the seven holes, and his entire left arm skyrocketed several times at once, his muscles burst out, and his green tendons were sinking, and black energy armed him, like magma flowing on it.
"Super World-Breaking Iron Fist!"
The boxing technique, which had been going downhill, suddenly burst out.
Xu Weilong's face was full of anger and death.
Seeing Feng Yanran's hesitation, he knew that she had lost her decisiveness, and if she dragged on, the situation would only get worse.
Now he can only fight to shake Yang Qingxuan away, maybe he can kill a way out!
"Boom!"
The iron fist slammed into the halberd, bursting out with powerful brilliance and energy.
The power of the two colors, one gold and one black, was intertwined, and it shook wildly in all directions.
Yang Qingxuan's face turned pale in an instant, under the attack of thousands of moves, the true yuan in his body was almost dried up, and he was hit by Xu Weilong's desperate blow, and the white abyss weapon that shook was agitated, and even let out a trace of mourning.
And on his body, countless cracks were also broken, and blood holes appeared.
What's worse is that the internal organs in the body are pressed together by the power of the iron fist, and a mouthful of blood spurts out, and it is shocked backwards.
Xu Weilong's state was even worse, after squirting a mouthful of blood, his entire left arm exploded with a "bang", and he changed from a one-armed man to an armless man.
There were even large wounds torn on his body, which were several times worse than Yang Qingxuan.
Feng Yanran's eyes were quick, and with a light scold, he teleported over and caught Xu Weilong.
Then, with the help of the force of the backward collision, he hugged Xu Weilong, turned around and left.
Yang Qingxuan's face sank, and he shouted: "Chase!"
Lifting another breath of true qi, the figure chased after him in a flash.
"Don't kill me!"
Yan Jiang collapsed in an instant, screaming and desperately fleeing, shouting frantically: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I have a lot of money, a lot of money, all for you!"
Yang Qingxuan frowned, there was a fork in the road in front of him, Feng Yanran ran to the left with Xu Weilong in his arms, but Yan Jiang ran to the right.
After a slight hesitation, he gave up chasing Feng Yanran, and instead turned to the left to catch up with Yan Jiang.
"Bang!"
The halberd in Yang Qingxuan's hand directly turned into a streamer, shot out, and inserted it in front of Yan Jiang, and the light of the powerful halberd spread out, so frightened that Yan Jiang hurriedly stopped his body and retreated.
As soon as he saw Yang Qingxuan behind him, his whole body trembled, so he hurriedly bowed down and begged: "My lord's life, my lord's spare me." ”
Pan Fatzi and others caught up.
Pan Fatzi looked gloomy, and said in a cold voice: "Spare you, Xiaofei and Zhanbo were killed by you, right?"
"No, no, it's none of my business! Starfish, you have to believe me, it's really none of my business. ”
Yan Jiang's face turned pale, and he tried his best to defend: "I am also very sad that the two of them suffered an accident. As long as you let me go, I will withdraw from the competition for the Autumn Lord and never be your enemy again. From now on, how about retreating when I see you?"
Yan Jiang's face was full of pleading, with a sincere look, and said: "If you hurt me, my father will definitely not let you go, and the entire exchange will not be peaceful at that time." ”
Pan Fatzi's face struggled for a while, sighed heavily, and said, "Okay, I'll let you go." But you have to swear a poisonous oath and put all the words you just said into the poisonous oath!"
Yan Jiang was overjoyed, hurriedly pointed to the sky with both hands, and made a poisonous oath that he had no ** to give birth to a son, and said: "The oath has been made, I ...... Can you go?"
Pan Fat Man said coldly: "Get out! Don't let me see you again!"
"Yes, yes. I'll get out, I'll get out immediately!"
Yan Jiang was ecstatic in his heart, and the moment he turned around, a cold light flashed under his eyes, full of resentment and murderous aura.
"Dead fat man, I will definitely not let you go! When the sky is over, I will immediately send you to see Xiaofei and Zhanbo!"
Yan Jiang roared viciously in his heart.
He was about to walk away, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his back, and he felt like his body had been torn apart!
"Ah——h
Yan Jiang screamed, lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at the sharp knife that came out of his chest, thick, wide, and square, like a kitchen knife, which was Pan Fatzi's personal weapon.
"You...... You ......"
Yan Jiang's eyes were red, and he roared: "You don't believe what you say!!"
"Whew!"
The kitchen knife was pulled back, Yan Jiang's chest was bleeding, he turned around tremblingly, and saw Pan Fatzi's hideous and murderous face.
"Haha, don't you believe what you say?"
Pan Fatzi forced him up and said in a cold voice: "I promised you just now, and forced you to swear poison, just to appease your heart." In this way, I can unexpectedly chop you with my own hands. Only by chopping you with my own hands can I soothe the anger in my heart!"
As he spoke, he slashed up again.
Yan Jiang's cultivation is above Pan Fatzi, but his chest is cut off, a large amount of blood and internal organs are broken, and he is almost in a half-dead state, where can he hide.
"Ahh
There was another scream, and the entire right shoulder was chopped off by the fat man.
Pan Fatzi was full of murderous spirits, and said coldly: "This knife is cut for Xiaofei, and the next knife is Zhanbo's!"
"Whew!"
"Ahh
Yan Jiang screamed in pain again, his left arm was also cut off, and he fell to the ground, rolling desperately.
Just like Xu Weilong, he has become an armless person.
Pan Fatzi said: "The next knife is cut for me, and it will be sent directly to you on the road." ”
"No, no, you can't kill me, or you'll be fouled and you'll be out!"
Yan Jiang looked at the fat man with the knife, his legs were weak in fright, and he roared desperately.
Yang Qingxuan also frowned and said: "Fatty, slash him again, you may be out, let him go." ”
Pan Fatzi said firmly: "No! I must cut this knife myself! Besides, killing Yan Jiang will also accomplish my goal." As for the ranking of this competition, it doesn't matter. ”
(End of chapter)