"Tsk tsk tsk, you should take good care of yourself first. Now you still have time to control others?"
The black widow smacked her tongue and said jokingly.
On the other side of the ring, Zhang Yi stood opposite the butcher, and the same thing was happening. Zhang Yi shook his head and said, "You shouldn't have hit my junior sister."
"So what if I fight?"
The butcher looked down on Zhang Yi from the bottom of his heart and asked provocatively.
"Then you're going to die!"
Zhang Yi said murderously.
The butcher was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Hahaha, it's up to you? I started killing pigs at the age of seven and nine. Now there are not a hundred or eighty people who die under my hands."
"Then you really deserve to die!"
Zhang Yi looked calm and said this as simple as eating and drinking water.
"Host, start now!"
The butcher put the pig-killing knife in his hand to his waist. He felt that he would not use the pig-killing knife at all when dealing with Zhang Yi, so he began to urge the host loudly.
"It seems that the players on the field are more anxious, so... the battle begins!"
Accompanied by a bell, this life-and-death battle begins.
The audience suddenly let out a roar like thunder, all roaring with great excitement, venting their emotions in their hearts.
Zhang Yi took the initiative, and the wind was coming from his feet, and his body was swam rapidly, constantly approaching the butcher. "His body is so huge, and his sensitivity should be his weakness. If you want to kill him, you can only take advantage of it!"
Zhang Yi had already thought of a countermeasure when he saw the butcher. It was obviously unrealistic to fight head-on with the butcher, and the other party's brute force was no joke.
However, the butcher stood there and looked at Zhang Yi jokingly, without any measures. He just commented disdainfully: "The speed is OK, but unfortunately it's useless!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Zhang Yi suddenly swung his fist when he approached the butcher, and his body was also wandering while swinging his fist, but the butcher didn't move at all, which made Zhang Yi feel like he was hitting an iron plate, and even
Even his fists began to hurt slightly.
"What a strong body!"
Zhang Yi was secretly frightened. It was unrealistic to use mortal power to break his body. His eyes immediately fell on the butcher's killing knife, which was blocked by the butcher's waist.
"Hahaha, you tangerine is so powerful? Are you tickling?"
The butcher laughed loudly and said mockingly.
Manager Qian in the stands frowned when he saw this scene, and a faint look of disappointment appeared between his eyebrows. He shook his head and said, "Is that kind of strength? This time the people in their lineage seem to have become weaker."
He then turned his eyes to the ring where Princess Zi Ling was located, and found that Princess Zi Ling was not in good shape, and could not occupy the sleeves of Black Widow, and was in a state of being played with.
Ernie, who was sitting next to him, said leisurely: "It seems that our shopkeeper Qian is going to have a heavy bleeding this time. Not everyone who eats the King of Kings is like the alcoholics he used to be. You can't always be lucky."
Manager Qian could no longer laugh, but said with a gloomy face: "The world is not yet determined, who can laugh to the end?"
"The whole body is the hardest, and the butcher and the black widow are both good players in the martial arts court."
Erniang said mercilessly.
Manager Qian turned his head away, snorted coldly, and ignored Erniang.
On the ring, the butcher had already attacked Zhang Yi at this time. His body, which was like a mountain, had a fist wind every time he waved his fist. Fortunately, Zhang Yi was keen and dodged the butcher's attack every time.
"No, it's not a solution to keep hiding from him. You have to find a way to get the pig-killing knife in his hand. Only in this way can you break the deadlock!"
Zhang Yi felt the long-lost pressure on the butcher. As a monk's intuition told him that if he was hit by the butcher with his punch, he would be seriously injured even if he was not dead. Therefore, Zhang Yi was particularly cautious in every step.
The butcher couldn't touch Zhang Yi's sleeves, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritated, and his fists became increasingly unruly. "Damn it, what kind of man is hiding? I have the ability to fight me head-on!"
The audience felt that Zhang Yi and the butcher had little chance of fighting. After all, they were just escaping and chasing each other, and they were far less visually refreshing. Naturally, their eyes were more focused on the two girls.
The battle between the two beauties is more pleasing to the eye than the man.
Zhang Yi was not in a hurry and did not respond to the butcher. He wandered around the butcher with ease, and sometimes even deliberately passed by the butcher. However, when the butcher reacted, he appeared behind the butcher again.
"Tsk tsk tsk, is this your strength?"
"roar!"
Listening to Zhang Yi's ridicule, the butcher felt ashamed of being humiliated. He angrily beat his chest, like an angry beast, roaring and spreading his arms towards Zhang Yi, and then he jumped high, wanting to give Zhang
Yi used a move to press down on the top of Mount Tai.
"Butchman! If you break him, be careful that your little lady will not end well!"
The black widow on the other side realized that the butcher was in a bad state and immediately distracted and reminded her.
But the butcher now doesn't care about so much. The anger in his heart has been ignited by Zhang Yi. With a roar, the huge body seemed to be pressing towards Zhang Yi, which also made the butcher look happy.
But the next moment, Zhang Yi flashed in a lively shape, bent down and a sliding shovel passed under the butcher, and took the opportunity to take away the pig-killing knife from his waist. Before the butcher could react, Zhang Yi saw him in time again
Steady his body, exerted force on the ground, and soared into the air, waving the blood-stained pig-killing knife behind the butcher, slashing towards the butcher's erect neck.
Then, the butcher only felt a chill on his neck, without any pain. He stared at his eyes in disbelief, and held his thick hands tightly, as if he didn't want his neck to leave his body.
"Si!"
But this was a useless act after all. The life of the butcher's body slowly dissipated, and his hands gradually became weak. A bright red blood spurted out from his erect neck. His huge body fell heavily to the ground and became a corpse.
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The butcher eventually died under his own Pig Killing Sword. All this was because of his underestimation of the enemy. If he had held the Pig Killing Sword in his hand early in the morning, Zhang Yi would not have killed him so easily.
At this time, Zhang Yi's legs were slightly weak and he was constantly gasping for breath. The dealings with the butcher just now had consumed a lot of energy, but he did not dare to stop for a moment, and his eyes immediately turned to the ringside.
Princess Ziling and Black Widow above.
As Zhang Yi killed the butcher with lightning speed, the originally noisy and lively martial arts temple suddenly became silent. Everyone looked at Zhang Yi in disbelief, not understanding why the strength gap between the two sides was so big, Zhang Yi was still
Can you kill the butcher who won ten consecutive victories so quickly?