"I'll take the lead......"

A muffled thunderous voice suddenly appeared, and a figure had already swished and flew into the ring.

This is a burly man, his muscles and flesh are developed, and the muscles and flesh on his two arms are protruding one by one, like an angry dragon, and his whole arm is as thick as a bucket, thicker than many people's big legs.

The man had two huge hammers in his hands.

Each hammer weighs hundreds of pounds.

As soon as he stepped into the ring, he set the opening of the duel on fire.

"Under the wind hammer Cheng Ming, on behalf of the He family......"

"Good. As soon as Cheng Ming finished speaking, it caused a violent cheer.

This cheer was made by the people of the He family.

In addition to the Bai family, the Qin family, the Shen family, the Sun family, the Wu family, the Xiao family, the Liu family, the Zhu family and other big families, there are also some third- and fourth-rate families, which also control billions of assets and play a certain role in Yanhai's economic trend, and the He family is such a small family.

Qin Qingxia introduced Zhang Xiaoqiang to the general situation of the He family, and it turned out that the He family was in Yanhai to run clothing.

"Wind Hammer Cheng Ming, this is also a character, I didn't expect the He family to invite him, the He family is really powerful......"

"This time, the He family has made a big deal, please use the wind hammer Cheng Ming, and it will be at least a few million......"

"What's the matter with a few millions? As long as the He family wins a good ranking, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, they can earn it back......

That's the same thing. ”

In the audience, many warriors talked about it.

"Who will challenge me Wind Hammer Cheng Ming?"

Cheng Ming danced two wind hammers, the huge wind hammer tore through the air, and smashed angrily on the hard ring floor, and the bell rang twice, smashing the ring floor into two deep pits.

"It's so domineering, if you are hit by this hammer, it won't be a 'meat' pie?"

"I'm coming!"

A light figure rushed into the ring.

This man was dressed in a white shirt and carried a sword on his back.

"Return to the Cloud Sword and Return to the Cloud ......"

"It's actually Wanguiyun, the swordsman Wanguiyun......"

The warriors in the audience cheered, and there was a good show to watch.

"Guiyun Sword, Wan Guiyun, on behalf of the Yang family, challenge Your Excellency to be ......"

Wan Guiyun looked elegant and saluted Cheng Ming.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, you can fight, the uncle doesn't like this fake trick ......"

Cheng Ming frowned, his strong arm muscles bulged, and he swung the sledgehammer towards Wan Guiyun.

Cheng Ming's two big hammers whirred, the air was torn apart, and there was a crackling explosion, and the two big hammers were like two angry little leopards, rushing towards Wanguiyun with a thousand powers.

Wan Guiyun took the sword, a lightning-like sword, rolled up seven sword 'flowers', formed seven groups of sword qi, and rushed towards Cheng Ming.

The seven groups of sword qi finally condensed into a strand and turned into a sword qi Changhong burst towards Cheng Ming.

"Good swordsmanship. ”

Wan Guiyun's sword was vaguely full of sword intent, not to mention the martial artists in the audience cheering again and again, even Wen Jianqing, a Baili swordsman sitting in the referee's seat, also cast an appreciative look at Wan Guiyun's sword.

"Sneer, sneer......"

The invisible sword qi, like a plastic knife cutting 'milk' oil, cut through two big hammers.

In the end, this sword, and on Cheng Ming's body, fortunately, after the sword qi cut through the two big hammers, the power was scattered, and when the sword qi cut on Cheng Ming's body, the strength and speed decreased a lot, Rao is so, Cheng Ming's 'chest' was also cut with a shallow blood mark.

What the?

Cheng Ming lost?

Defeated by Wan Guiyun with a sword?

Everyone looked at the electric scene on the stage, and they were dumbfounded.

"You...... You're so fast with a sword, I'm ...... I'm defeated......"

Cheng Ming's body shook, and he looked incredulous that he had been defeated so quickly.

"If you're defeated, let's get out......" Wan Guiyun was no longer as elegant as he was at the beginning, and a killing aura suddenly rose on his body, which was the breath of a strong man.

Cheng Ming stumbled and ran out of the ring in embarrassment, this battle, he lost very badly, not to mention that he was injured, even his two sledgehammers were cut in half by Wan Guiyun's sword qi, and he swore not to go out of the mountain within ten years.

Cheng Ming didn't die, he hurried to run, it's not a matter of shame or not, as long as he didn't lose his life, it was a blessing.

Martial Arts Alliance Finals, although it is said that it is a martial arts competition, which does not hurt 'life', but which martial arts duel does not kill someone?

The organizers also turn a blind eye to the dead, it depends on whether your background is strong or not, your background is strong, maybe a few masters on the referee's bench will save your life at a critical moment, if you have no background and no strength, then wait for death, it's so cruel.

"Virtuous nephew, you are a master of swordsmanship, what do you say of Wanguiyun's sword?"

On the referee's seat, Cao Wei, the head of the Baji 'Gate', looked at Wen Jianqing with a smile and asked.

"Uncle Cao, in front of your old man, the word master, I don't dare to be ashamed......" Wen Jianqing's mouth was modest, but his face was full of ambition, he continued: "Wan Guiyun's sword is very strong, although it has not yet reached the situation where the sword can go at will, but its power and mystery are not inferior to the sword and go away at will, in time, Wan Guiyun will definitely become an immortal swordsman!"

Wen Jianqing's evaluation of Wan Guiyun was very high, and Cao Weizheng nodded in approval.

Cultivating to the realm of Cao Weizheng, even if he doesn't practice swords, he understands the rules of martial arts and understands what it means for the sword to go at will.

Cheng Ming was defeated, and He Cong, the head of the He family, was in a state of interest and angry, but this was also a helpless thing, and he didn't expect Cheng Ming to be so unbeaten, this is all Wan Guiyun is too powerful.

Yang Haozhi, the head of the Yang family, was complacent, and Wan Guiyun won Cheng Ming, which was the biggest encouragement for the Yang family.

Yang Hao smiled: "He Cong, don't fight with me about that factory in Dongshan, I have decided to ...... that factory."

"Hmph......" He Cong's expression was sad, but he was helpless, Cheng Ming was defeated, the garment factory in Dongshan, the He family really had no way to compete with the Yang family, the martial arts league finals were so cruel, winning or losing determined success or failure.

"Who will challenge me......" Wan Guiyun stood in the ring, full of spirit.

"I'm coming!" a thin bamboo pole flew into the ring.

Thin bamboo pole holding a double knife.

"Quick knife Ding San, on behalf of the Su family, challenge you Wanguiyun, the bet is the garment factory ...... Dongshan" said the thin bamboo pole.

"It's a good ......," Wan Guiyun laughed wildly.

Ding San slashed out with a knife, rolling up a fierce wind and a terrifying 'wave'-like knife qi.

Wan Guiyun also slashed out with a sword, and a violent sword qi rushed out.

"Bang ......"

The sword qi and the sword qi collided in the air, making a violent explosion sound.

A whirlpool was blasted into the air, and a large crater was blown out of the ring floor that was a meter deep.

"Good knife technique!"

"Good swordsmanship!"

In the ring, the battle was in full swing, and under the ring, cheers came and went.