"Feng Yanhuo, I will let you have no descendants."
He made a sudden attack without holding back his hand, reaching straight for his crotch to grab him.
Feng Yanhuo was frightened and quickly moved away from him by clamping his crotch.
But he didn't hold back and was very fast, kicking him hard on the bone in front of him.
"Oh, you little naughty boy, I will step on you to death."
Feng Yanhuo grimaced in pain and was limping while rubbing his leg.
"I'll let you scold me!"
Fushou is short and not only agile but also very fast. He specializes in attacking the lower three lanes.
Feng Yanhuo was forced to jump on his feet and almost fell off the ring several times.
'Snapped!'
With a crisp sound, he flew up more than one meter high without hesitation, and slapped Feng Yanhuo on the face.
This strong man, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, was staggering around after being whipped.
Seizing the opportunity without hesitation, a double-dragon move went straight to his belly.
'boom!'
"What?"
Feng Yanhuo squatted down and firmly grasped his two fists.
"You little naughty boy, do you really think I can't cure you?"
Feng Yanhuo twisted it hard, and his arms turned into twists.
"I will send you to hell."
Feng Yanhuo directly lifted him above his head and smashed him down.
‘Click!’
He hit Bu Lu's waist with his knee, breaking the opponent's spine on the spot.
"puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood without leaving his hand, and fell to the ground twitching.
His lower body was paralyzed, which completely ruined his career as a warrior, and he could only spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
"It's over!"
On the fifth day, everyone who was waiting for Jiangcheng’s bosses was dumbfounded.
They lost two games in a row at the beginning, and their momentum was completely suppressed by the opponent.
"Xiao Zizi, didn't I warn you? This is what happens if you don't listen, haha..."
Feng Yanhuo waved his hands, raised his head and laughed wildly.
"Son of a bitch!"
The Jiangcheng boss was so angry that he was trembling, but there was nothing he could do.
"Tsk, tsk, pathetic."
Wei Yingjie shook his head and smiled evilly: "Big bosses, you should just admit defeat."
"Even if we continue to fight, you will definitely be defeated, so why should you allow yourself to lose troops and generals?"
what to do?
For a time, these famous figures in Jiangcheng seemed to have lost their backbone.
"Mr. Song!"
Suddenly, Lingshan stood up.
"Leave this third duel to me. I will defeat Feng Yanhuo with my own hands."
"That's great, Hall Master Lao Ling is here."
Song Fusheng and others are naturally happy, they are short of experts.
Ling Shan jumped onto the ring. His former fellow disciples were now fighting to the death.
The two looked at each other, and their murderous aura spread throughout the arena.
"Feng Yanhuo, I give you one last chance."
Ling Shan pointed at him: "As long as you quit, I won't kill you."
"Hahaha... what a joke."
Feng Yanhuo raised his head and laughed wildly: "Ling Shan, you want to kill me? It's simply ridiculous."
'boom!'
He hid on the ring, his true energy surged instantly, and the whole ring was buzzing and shaking.
"ah!"
He roared furiously and punched him hard.
Lingshan instinctively used his arms to block it, but the power of the phoenix fireworks was too strong, and it was blown away by him on the spot.
Ling Shan landed in the air, took four or five steps back in panic, and almost fell off the ring.
Feng Yanhuo was taking advantage of the victory to pursue, leaping up and punching down again.
‘Pfft!’
There was a loud bang, and a big hole was opened in the ring.
Ling Shan is extremely fast, avoiding attacks and then going around behind to strike with a knife.
‘Dang!’
Feng Yanhuo seemed to have been prepared and blocked the attack with an axe.
‘Ding Ding Dangdang ...’
There was a flash of swords and shadows, and the two men immediately started a life-and-death battle on the ring.
The force value of both sides is equal, and it is inextricable to fight back and forth.
After several rounds, both sides were injured, and blood dripped down the wounds onto the ring.
"Oops, Hall Master Ling is injured."
Cheng Caiying was a little worried.
Leng Mufeng looked indifferent: "Don't worry, Feng Yanhuo is no match for Ling Xian, he will definitely lose."
'brush!'
On the ring, Ling Shan seized the opportunity and struck the opponent on the shoulder with a knife.
The blade was stuck in the bone, and Feng Yanhuo's left arm was dripping with blood.
"Feng Yanhuo, surrender, don't force me to kill you."
"Hmph, you can't kill me."
'puff!'
Suddenly, Feng Yanhuo waved his hand and sprayed glass powder on the opponent's face.
"Ah...my eyes..."
Ling Xian screamed, and his eyes immediately started to bleed.
"What?"
Leng Mufeng and others were shocked. No one expected that Feng Yanhuo would cheat.
"stop!"
Leng Mufeng shouted loudly, but it was still too late.
Feng Yanhuo struck down with an axe, and Ling Xian's head was split in two on the spot. The body collapsed, white and red, flowing all over the floor.
The leader of the Zhenjiang Martial Arts Hall eventually died tragically.
"Hall Master Ling!"
The fifth waiter's eyes were red, and Leng Mufeng's hands were trembling.
Duan Chenzong stood up and squinted his eyes: "I declare that in the third showdown, Feng Yanhuo wins."
"Wait a minute!"
Leng Mufeng shouted loudly: "President Duan, Feng Yanhuo hurt people with secret arrows. It is obviously a trick."
"Hit someone in the back?"
Duan Chenzong sneered: "This is called a soldier who never tires of deceit. Who said you can't use concealed weapons?"
"you…"
Leng Mufeng said bitterly: "Gongsun Supervisor Shi, please give me a fair word."
"This... is indeed a bit inappropriate."
"However, since there was no explanation before the game, it cannot be considered a violation of the rules."
Gongsun Liang is a good old man, and no one can offend him.
"What the history of surveillance says is absolutely true."
Duan Chenzong laughed: "Hall Master Leng, I can understand your mood. It doesn't matter if you lose the boxing match. It's a waste of your life. What a pity, Hall Master Ling."
"Asshole!"
Leng Mufeng clenched his fists and said ferociously: "Feng Yanhuo, you despicable and shameless villain, I will definitely cut you into pieces."
"Humph, please save it."
Feng Yanhuo's face was full of pride, he turned around and left the ring.
Fifth Zheng immediately sent people to collect Ling Shan's body. No one had time to grieve, and the fourth scene began immediately.
After losing three games in a row, the situation was almost one-sided, and several big guys in Jiangcheng were somewhat panicked.
"let me."
A tall man stood up and jumped onto the ring in two steps.
This person is nicknamed Crazy Python, and he is a master that Fifth Zheng spent a lot of money to hire. He does not belong to any martial arts association, and is a casual martial artist who travels around the world.
On Wei Yingjie's side, a man with thin cheeks flew onto the ring.
"You are... Su Taisheng of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance and the Ultimate Martial Arts Association?"
The python recognized the other party.
"Haha...yes, it's me."
Su Taisheng, the master of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.
Xiao Feng had a confrontation with him when he was at the border of Dongwu Kingdom.
When Gui Lao was hiding in the south, the two of them collaborated many times, and he was also one of Gui Lao's trump cards.
The python's eyelids twitched, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Su Taisheng clasped his hands behind his back and smiled coldly: "I won't kill unknown people. I'll tell you my name."
"Crazy python, casual martial artist."
The mad python hugged his fist.
"Oh, I've heard of you."
Su Taisheng nodded: "You are famous in the world for your snake-shaped fist. It's just that you were unlucky to meet me today."
"If you don't want to die, get off the ring. I'll give you three seconds to think about it."
The python was sweating slightly on his forehead. Su Taisheng was a famous expert in the south, so he was not completely sure.
"Take people's money and help them eliminate disasters."
Crazy Python clenched his fist fiercely: "I also want to see how capable the master of the Extreme Martial Arts Association is."
"Hahaha...ok."
Su Taisheng laughed wildly: "Then I will give you a chance to die."