Zhu Twenty-three and Zuo Hui passed by, and a puff of blood flashed.

At the same time, just listening to the sound of the bell, it seems that something has fallen to the ground.

When the two of them regained their footing, they saw Zuo Hui look at his body with an incredulous and unbelieving look on his face.

I saw that Zuo Hui's right wrist had a two-centimeter-deep blood hole, and the sword he was holding in his right hand also fell to the ground.

Zhu Twenty-three was still like that, holding the long iron chisel in his hand, and there were still a few drops of blood on the sharp edge of the front of the iron chisel.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, not only Zuo Hui was incredulous, but also the people in the rivers and lakes who were watching the battle around him, as well as the people of the Yuwen family, many of them stood up and showed disbelieving expressions.

No matter what Zuo Hui said, he was also the first person among the disciples of the Puning Sword Sect of this generation, and his internal strength was stronger than that of the fierce monk, and his cultivation in swordsmanship was not much weaker than that of the fierce monk, but he was actually hit by that bad old man, and the sword in his hand was knocked down with one move?

This was the first move between the two, but Zuo Hui had already injured his right hand holding the sword, and the weapon was knocked to the ground.

How is this possible?

At this time, Zhu Twenty-three held the iron hammer in his hand, looked at Zuo Hui, shook his head constantly, and said: "I said, your kung fu is still one foot seven inches and three centimeters two centimeters behind me, and you have no chance of winning if you fight down, so let's go down." ”

When Zuo Hui heard this, his face immediately turned red.

He was originally going to kill Su Peng in today's gambling fight and become famous, but this bad old man who didn't know where to jump out of nowhere, actually knocked down the sword in his hand with one move. also injured his right hand, and the most shocking thing is that Zuo Hui still doesn't know how the other party did it.

Zuo Hui's own martial arts. In terms of moves, it is probably comparable to the top ten swords of the rivers and lakes, maybe a little more powerful, and the internal strength is far beyond the so-called top ten swords of the rivers and lakes, but at this time, he can't even beat a bad old man's move, which makes Zuo Hui unable to believe it at all.

His face was as red as a pig's liver, and suddenly, he screamed. The left hand stretched out, and I saw that the sword on the ground seemed to have a sense, and flew directly from the ground to Zuo Hui's left hand.

People watching the battle. Many people cheered, this move was similar to the dragon snatcher of the Great Sky Temple, purely using internal force to roll up the sword on the ground.

Zuo Hui concentrated all his energy, and all his internal strength was concentrated in this sword. I want to make a killing move in the swordsmanship of the Puning Sword Sect...... No return to the sword technique!

There is no return to the sword. Speaking of which, there is only one move, that is, to use a special method to concentrate all the internal forces in one blow, and there is only one move for all moves.

This killing move is ready to go, and finally, Zuo Hui has made a move!

Zhu Twenty-three saw Zuo Hui like this. His pupils changed slightly, and he whispered in his mouth: "One foot, seven inches, and three points." "At the same time. The body suddenly took half a step forward, and at the same time stabbed out the iron drill in his hand.

The half-step of bamboo twenty-three is extremely ingenious, and the value of position calculation is not bad at all, that is, it is one foot seven inches and three points, and at the same time, the iron drill in his hand is also pierced to a position.

Zuo Hui had almost just taken out his sword, and he found that the iron chisel of Zhu Twenty-three had been pierced out, and he was waiting for a position where the trajectory of his sword would inevitably pass.

"Poof!"

There was another sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the muscles, and Zuo Hui's no-return swordsmanship, less than a third of the way out, he felt a pain in his left wrist and couldn't hold the sword.

"Bell!"

The sword fell to the ground again

Blood splattered, and without a sword, Zuo Hui stumbled out and walked out for a few steps before it seemed to reflect, he turned his head, looked at his wrist in disbelief, and then looked at Zhu Twenty-three.

I saw that the wrist of Zuo Hui's left hand was almost pierced, and a blood hole as thick as an iron drill and two centimeters in diameter was pierced!

Zhu Twenty-three was still like that, shaking his head and saying: "One foot, seven inches, three and two centimeters, you and I have so many gaps in martial arts, what is not your own is not your own after all, young man, you still have a long way to go." ”

When Zuo Hui heard this, he seemed to be a little stunned, as if he hadn't woken up from the blow of this reality.

Zuo Hui, who was originally the pride of the sky, did the dream of killing Su Peng and becoming famous in a fight, but the reality ruthlessly gave him a slap in the face.

Not to mention Su Peng, even in front of a bad old man sent by Su Peng who was unknown in the rivers and lakes, Zuo Hui couldn't hold up two moves, two swords, two swords were shot down, and both wrists were injured, which was too big for Zuo Hui.

At this moment, he felt that everyone on the entire martial arts platform was pointing at him, laughing at himself, laughing at his empty eyes, laughing at himself like a frog at the bottom of a well, laughing at himself for not measuring his own strength, at this moment, he seemed to feel that the whole world was distorted, and his arrogant heart was shattered and torn apart.

So, Zuo Hui's face was as red as blood, and at this time, his face was so blushing that he felt as if he had no place to be ashamed, only to hear him scream, his face was flushed, and he ran in the direction of the martial arts ladder without looking back.

Everyone on the field was shocked by Zuo Hui's reaction, only to see Zuo Hui all the way to the dust, running down from the martial arts ladder, and soon disappeared.

"This ...... Could it be that this person felt too ashamed, had no face to see people, and ran away by himself? ”

Beside Su Peng, Guo Lei looked at Zuo Hui, who had already run away, and asked Su Peng.

Seeing this, Su Peng nodded and said, "Maybe...... Maybe people have too much self-esteem to accept reality. ”

After saying this, Su Peng stood up and looked at Yuwen Wuji over there, and shouted at Yuwen Wuji: "People from the Yuwen family, this one, we have won, right?" ”

Most of the people in the Yuwen family had a very bad and unsightly face, but that Yuwen Wuji had no expression on his face, so he stood up and said, "Mr. Su, I don't know where you found such a strange master, it can be regarded as a miscalculation of my Yuwen family, and in this game, we admit defeat." ”

"Good!"

Listening to Yuwen Wuji's words, Su Peng turned his head to look at Zhu Twenty-three on the stage. There was a loud cheer and applause, and the talents around Su Peng reacted. Cheer and cheer together.

At this time, Luo Xiaosheng's voice also sounded, only to hear Luo Xiaosheng announce: "In this game, Su Peng wins!" ”

"The people on Su Peng's side, can they fight again?" Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiaosheng asked at Zhu Twenty-three on the stage.

"I just ate three or fifty-five bamboo worms, and I drank two or two to get four mouthfuls of water. Even if I'm eighty-nine or seventy-two years old, I can still fight for another ninety-nine eighty-one moves! ”

Zhu Twenty-three on the stage turned around and said to Luo Xiaosheng.

Luo Xiaosheng was stunned when he heard this. However, he immediately reacted that this was just some kind of special rhetorical method, he nodded, and said, "Yuwen family, do you continue to send people to the stage?" ”

"The old man is here to fight you!"

Yuwenjia direction. Another man stood up. This person walked two steps quickly, walked to a place three or four meters away from the ring, and suddenly lifted a vertical, which seemed to be lifted three times in a row in the air, flew eight or nine meters, and landed near the center of the ring.

"What a handsome light skill!"

Seeing the way this person came to power, the onlookers immediately shouted hello.

I saw the one who jumped on the stage. It was an old man in gray who was about sixty years old and had a slender body.

"Isn't this Yan Ming, the Torture Hall Elder of the Martial Arts Sword Pavilion? He also ended up in person? ”

"It's Jin Ming! Yan Ming, the Blood Yama King of the Martial Arts Sword Pavilion! ”

In the stands. Many people know this person who has just come to power, and it seems that this person is very famous.

Sun Yiyu was beside Su Peng, and when he saw Yan Ming who came to power, he said to Su Peng: "This person's name is Yan Ming, he is the elder of the Martial Arts Sword Pavilion, and he has hunted down many unscrupulous disciples of the Martial Arts Sword Pavilion, and every time he hunts down those disciples who are disloyal to the Puning Sword Sect or have committed criminal laws and enemies on the rivers and lakes, he likes to stab that person's body with a sword Countless swords, so that the blood that fought with him will flow to death, so he is called the Blood Hades King." ”

When Su Peng heard this, he frowned slightly.

People in the rivers and lakes will inevitably do it, and killing people is also common, but killing people in a fight and killing are two different things, Su Peng couldn't help but be very unhappy when he heard that what this Blood Yama King did, which was somewhat similar to what those people from the True God Sect did.

Sun Yiyu's voice was not big or small, it was a normal voice, and this was also for the people around Su Peng to explain.

It's just that what Su Peng and Sun Yiyu didn't pay attention to was that Zhu Twenty-three on the stage had his ears twitch a few times when Sun Yiyu was talking......

"That old man, you seem to be a little capable, you just said that the gap between Zuo Hui and your martial arts is one foot seven inches and three points and two centimeters, then look at it, what is the difference between you and me in martial arts?"

After Elder Yan Ming came to the stage, he didn't draw his sword at first, but looked at Zhu Twenty-three and asked.

When Zhu Twenty-three heard this, he seemed to look at Yan Ming very seriously, glanced up and down a few times, muttered something silently, and finally said: "You are a little better than the person just now, he is one foot seven inches and three centimeters worse than me, and you are only five inches and seven minutes away from me." ”

"Humph! You're still addicted! When Yan Ming heard this, he immediately snorted coldly, he looked at Zhu Twenty-three with unkind eyes and said: "I hate people the most in my life to pretend to be gods and ghosts, so I make a mystery, five inches and three points?" Good! I'm going to stab you with fifty-seven swords today, and I'll see if you're hard-mouthed when the time comes!" ”

As he spoke, Yan Mingqiang pulled out his sword and said, "This game, let's start quickly!" ”

"Bell!" As soon as Yan Ming's words fell, Luo Xiaosheng in the audience had already rang the bronze bell.

Yan Ming didn't say a word, his body suddenly moved, and he stabbed at Zhu Twenty-three with a sword.

Su Peng below looked at it, and couldn't help but worry slightly in his heart, this Yan Ming's way of looking at his body seemed to be one level stronger than that Zuo Hui just now, can Zhu Twenty-three handle it?

It's just that the changes on the field made Su Peng's heart fall immediately.

I saw that Zhu Twenty-three performed his incomparably precise steps again, and took a step back, and at the same time, without seeing how his hand moved, the iron drill in his hand stabbed out.

"Poof!" The sound of a sharp blade piercing into the body sounded, and I don't know who it was, and I was hit by another sword...... (To be continued......)

PS: Sorry for the coast, there may only be one shift today.

A few days ago, playing basketball, I injured the joints of my wrist and middle finger, ring finger and metacarpal bone, and I had a tenosynovitis attack.

Now the joints of the middle finger and ring finger and metacarpal bone are swollen more than one and a half meters higher than normal, and the wrist is also a little swollen.

The swelling had already subsided, but it was swollen again in the past two days, and I could only infuse to reduce inflammation.

The coast is also a person who eats by hand, and he is afraid that the guy who eats will have problems, so he doesn't dare to move much these days, and he can only write a few hundred words a day and stop to rest.

Looking at the backstage in the past few days, the collection that had been steadily increasing is always dropping now, and the coast is also anxious, but there is no way.

I hope you understand.,The coast is guaranteed to be uninterrupted.,But I can only update one chapter these days.。

The doctor at the clinic said that if the situation is good, it will recover in three days, and after recovery, the coast will immediately return to normal renewal.

I hope you understand.

Worship on the coast.