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Boom!

The host struck a gong in the center of the venue with a drumstick.

After so many years, this game has finally started again.

There were several elderly people at the scene, looking at the two people facing each other in the center of the venue with great emotion, and their hearts were full of emotion.

Back then, two martial arts masters in Huaxia started together, but they were beaten by the defending side, and finally one was killed and one was injured, and they were defeated.

The person sent by the opponent to play in that game was Han Yunlie, the old leader of Jinjiang Province who is now famous and powerful.

And the person guarding this time is Han Yunyeol's personal disciple.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh secretly, it's really feng shui in turn. However, this time the situation seems to be better than back then, last time the two martial arts masters in Huaxia attacked each other together, and they were beaten to the ground, one dead and one injured, but this time Master Yan drove away Luo Tian and took the initiative to ask to fight alone, it seems that Master Yan has enough confidence in this game!

"Beat him! Kill him! ”

"Raise the prestige of our country!!"

"Master Yan him!"

The shouts at the scene were one after another, the applause was thunderous, and the atmosphere was high-pitched.

Everyone pinned their hopes for today's victory on the body of Yan Beixing.

Yan Beixing took a step forward, and suddenly stepped on the ground with a heavy foot, and there was a crackling and popping sound on the ground made of bluestone.

Everyone looked down from the stands, only to see that in the center of Yanbei's behavior, the bluestone floors around it were all shattered, and a spider web-like pattern was densely covered around.

"This move, which combines the essence of Southeast Asian and Chinese martial arts, is a killer move that I have spent ten years concentrating on cultivating, and it is your honor to die under this move today!"

Yan Beixing sneered, waved his big hand, and countless gravel on the ground rose into the air with a "boom", suspended in mid-air, like countless living creatures, shocking everyone in the stands!

This hand is simply handsome!

In the center of the stands, Luo Zhengrong picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Seeing that Yan Beixing was a big killer move, Luo Zhengrong finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that this time Huaxia has won the game!

"This move is struck, countless gravel blasted in, and it is impossible to prevent it, and it will definitely make you crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

Yan Beixing grinned and smiled even more proudly.

And the spectators in the stands, hearing that this trick was so ruthless, immediately burst into thunderous applause and shouted in admiration, as if Yan Beixing had won the game.

Yan Beixing turned his head and glanced at Luo Tian on the chair under the stage, and then glanced at Han Ye, who was dressed in black in front of him, and then raised a hand and drew a circle in the air.

Swish!

The hundreds of gravel floating in the air rotated extremely fast around the northward direction of the wild goose in the air, and there were bursts of whistling sounds in the air.

Everyone's faces were solemn for a while.

No matter who it is, it is difficult to survive if you are smashed on your head and face by this meteor shower-like gravel! Even a tank has to be smashed into a pile of scrap metal!

Luo Tian squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of upward arc.

This master of the wild goose has a lot of nonsense.

The two are fighting a life-and-death duel, and if they don't pay attention to it, they will die violently on the spot, and any superfluous move will reveal flaws to each other.

The wild goose traveling north so lightly is simply asking for his own death.

Luo Tian knew very well in his heart that the reason why Han Yunlie didn't come today was not because he trusted the enemy to be a big enemy, but because he had enough confidence in himself, a great disciple of his own lineage!

"It seems...... Something is going to happen soon......"

Su Lingwei pursed her red lips, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

Even though she didn't know anything about martial arts, as a bystander, she could already see the subtle changes in the atmosphere in the arena.

Su Lingwei turned sideways slightly, glanced at the fanatical audience around her, and couldn't help but sigh quietly in her heart.

"Die!"

Yan Beixing saw that the emotions of the audience were ignited, and the atmosphere had reached the Gao Yu Dynasty.

I saw him shout, and the arm that was raised in mid-air suddenly fell forward heavily, and his fingers were put together into a sword finger, and at the end of the sword finger was the black-clothed Han Ye!

"Whew! ……”

"Woohoo! ……”

The countless rubbles that revolved around him fell with Yan Beixing's arm, and at the same time formed a long snake formation, rushing towards Han Ye.

There was a whistling sound in the air.

"Is this what you call a master?"

From the beginning of the game to the present, Han Ye finally said the first sentence.

He scanned the crowd chanting in the stands with contempt, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up with contempt, as if he was mocking this group of blind fools.

I saw that in one of Han Ye's sleeves, a black sickle suddenly hung down.

At the end of this black scythe is a long black chain.

Offstage, Luo Tian's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly, he had seen this black scythe before, as early as in the previous battle of the back mountain, the master of the stick country who was killed by him used this black scythe.

At the moment when the long line of gravel was lined up, with a thunderous momentum, it attacked Han Ye, Han Ye suddenly kicked under his feet, and there was a bang on the ground, and the whole person was like a huge black bat, rushing towards the long line of gravel.

Swish!

Han Ye waved his arm suddenly, and the black scythe flew out with a swish, and the black chains made a whistling sound in the air, and the gravel that was touched by the sickle suddenly exploded in the air, turning into clumps of powder!

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ……”

One after another rang out in the air, like a festive firecracker.

The series of rubble that attacked the opponent was easily shattered by the black scythe, turning into countless stone chips in the rain, and falling weakly to the ground.

"Change formation!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yan Beixing immediately turned his palm inward, waved upward, and then opened his big hand and stayed in the air.

The remaining rubble instantly hovered in front of him, as if a stone shield had formed out of thin air!

And the black figure that roared forward finally stopped and withdrew the iron scythe into its sleeve.

Actually blocked back?

Luo Zhengrong was shocked by this hand, originally he was still suspicious when he asked Yan Beixing to make a move, but just now Yan Beixing's attack and defense, the change of moves was extremely natural, President Luo couldn't help but stand up and applaud Yan Beixing.

"Master! That's the master! One offense and one defense, the rules are ordered! President Luo had an excited smile on his face.

And the spectators in the stands, seeing that Han Ye suddenly stopped the offensive and was blocked from the stone shield, they thought that he was no longer able to attack, and Huaxia won the game, and immediately shouted at the northbound wild goose, and the applause was thunderous.

There was only Luo Tian, and his brows tightened instantly.

"Oops!"

End of chapter

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