The Great Robber

Chapter 195 Winning the Second Game

"Mr. Ouyang, this old urchin?"

Fang Yeyu secretly transmitted the voice, with a bit of politeness and respect in his tone.

Ouyang Feng's face that had always been calm and prestige flashed a hint of solemnity, and he said in a deep voice: "Old naughty boy is not simple, he has a kind of two-handed fighting, he can use both hands to use different attacks at the same time, it is extremely difficult to deal with.

Hong Qi, Guo Jing and the others hid Zhou Botong, obviously using it as a trump card. "

Fang Yeyu's eyes flashed, he glanced at Nian Liandan, thought for a while, and said a few words through sound transmission.

Nian Liandan frowned, looked at the crazy figure who had come close, and snorted coldly.

Although she was dressed in clean but neat clothes, her head was full of white hair, her face was smooth and wrinkle-free, and her eyes were innocent, sincere, and curious like a child's.

Zhou Botong ignored the voices of Guo Jing and the others, and went directly to Nian Liandan not far away, looking at him curiously.

After two breaths, he frowned unhappily like a child, shook his head again and again, and said, "Ah, you, you give me the impression that you are not upright."

There was a bit of unwillingness to approach in his tone.

Immediately, Nian Liandan's expression turned cold.

On the stage, Hong Qigong and the others smiled again.

They understand Zhou Botong, he is like a child, he can perceive people's good and evil towards him, and even his heart.

His malicious evaluation was the same as what they had learned.

"Crazy talk, you're the first one to make a move?" Nian Liandan said coldly.

"It's me, it's me, you're not right, I won't tell you more, let's start the fight.

Master, there are still so many people watching. After the beating, I will be free. "

Zhou Botong danced and said quickly.

As he spoke, he showed his posture.

And that one word that seems to have been mispronounced accidentally made many people think about it.

The eyes of the people behind Li Daoqiang flashed, and they unconsciously looked in all directions.

Then seeing the back in front of him, he was relieved a lot.

Even if there is a peerless powerhouse, there is also a master.

another place.

Wanwan and Bianbu couldn't help looking at Zhu Yuyan.

Although I knew it in my heart a long time ago, I still couldn't help feeling nervous when I heard the news so truthfully.

After all, they are holy gates.

"Oh, don't worry, they can't take care of themselves anymore." Zhu Yuyan smiled confidently.

In the spotlight.

Nian Liandan snorted again, and said with a sneer, "Okay, let's start quickly."

The next moment, the voice was imperceptible: "It's almost over."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes changed.

From light to dark, and from dark to light, a strong suction emanates.

The eyes are like substance, and the surrounding void seems to be distorted.

In the arena, someone's expression changed.

"Flower Soul Evil Technique!"

"This is a kind of spiritual miraculous skill of the Huajian School. It can be regarded as an illusion, and it directly hits the opponent's heart." Wuqing, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said calmly and slowly.

"Look at Senior Zhou." Zhui Ming at the side smiled.

Immediately, everyone also laughed.

I saw Zhou Botong facing the evil method, as if he found some interesting toy, he looked at him, blinked, looked at him again, and blinked again.

It seems that he is trying to make his eyes look real.

Nian Liandan's face froze, and he urged all his strength, and the suction force of his eyes became stronger.

"Interesting and interesting, how did you make your eyes do it? Can you teach me?" Zhou Botong was very happy and asked curiously.

Nian Liandan's expression sank, showing a bit of shock.

How could it be useless?

"Hahaha, Master Uncle is an old man with a heart of a child, and his spiritual power is integrated into one body. If he wants to use mental illusion to deal with him, it's just a dream." Ma Yu smiled proudly.

Of course, the sound was blocked around, and he wouldn't be foolish enough to reveal this to the enemy.

"Humph."

Nian Liandan snorted again, and pulled out a thick black epee from the palm of his hand.

The next moment, the figure disappeared like lightning.

A beam of sword light slashed at Zhou Botong fiercely.

Zhou Botong's eyes lit up.

"Good sword, good sword."

Amidst the laughter, he punched out.

The strength of the fist is not strong, it seems to be a bit feminine.

But when it collided with Jianguang, it directly made it disappear strangely.

"Come again.

The more interested voice made Nian Liandan's expression even uglier.

The figure turned into a ray of light, and people in the innate realm could not see his figure clearly at all.

The epee that weighed hundreds of catties in his hand was as light as catkins at this moment, and he could do whatever he wanted.

Sen Han's sword energy pierced through the air, rushing towards Zhou Botong like overwhelming mountains and seas.

The void with a radius of hundreds of feet seems to have turned into a world of sword qi, and the sea of ​​sword qi even dispelled the power of heaven and earth, making many people feel chills all over their bodies when they saw it.

But soon, everyone in Song Guo Wulin felt more at ease.

Because Zhou Botong was standing there in the ocean of sword energy, facing the terrifying sea of ​​sword energy, he just punched out with both fists, and the incoming sword energy disappeared.

His body was not burly, but it was like a real ocean, majestic and motionless, no matter how fierce and sharp the sword energy was, it would be of no use at all.

Even the expression of interest on his face became more and more intense.

From time to time, there was a yelling and jumping sound in his mouth, as if he had encountered something happy.

Hong Qigong, Guo Jing and others gradually became more at ease and confident.

Fang Yeyu frowned.

In the arena, Nian Liandan's eyes were filled with coldness, and as soon as he withdrew his sword energy, he rushed towards Zhou Botong.

The long sword attacked, but chose close combat.

And this start of close combat, the exquisite swordsmanship is presented in the eyes of everyone.

It was completely natural, as if there was no flaw in it.

A stab with a sword contains endless variables and mysteries, making it difficult for people to see the real way of the sword.

But after a few breaths, horror appeared in his eyes.

Because every sword of his has no effect at all.

No matter how brilliant his swordsmanship is, it is unpredictable.

But this old lunatic gave him a feeling of emptiness.

Regardless of whether the sword technique is true or false, it is useless if it falls in the air.

There is also the sword energy just now, if you think about it carefully, it is the same.

At the same time, some people noticed it.

In the arena, some people smiled.

"Is there anything more powerful?" At this time, Zhou Botong asked with curiosity and anticipation.

Nian Liandan blushed, asshole, are you insulting me?
Immediately, the swordsmanship became faster and the attack became more ferocious.

Zhou Botong dealt with it for a while, but found that he was still the same, and immediately lost interest.

Once the fists are changed, both hands seem to be using the same boxing method, but they are relatively independent, and there is a seamless coordination.

An extremely strong force erupted, and Nian Liandan was hit by this force before he could react.

"Pfft~!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Nian Liandan's figure flew out backwards.

Fang Yeyu's face darkened, and he asked people to go up to protect Nian Liandan.

"it is good!"

"Good fight!"

"Hahaha, good, happy!"

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The cheers immediately went straight to the sky, full of happy emotions.

On the stage, everyone also showed happy smiles.

The first game, won.

In the woods, Li Daoqiang secretly admired.

This week, Botong is really not far away from the realm of peerless powerhouse.

That should be under the method of fighting with both hands, his strength is definitely not weaker than Wu Xingyun in his heyday.

Combat power, I'm afraid it will faintly exceed one point.

After all, the number of times Wu Xingyun fought and killed people was too few.

Moreover, there was no flaw in Zhou Botong's state of mind, and he really walked out of his own way.

It won't take long, and it should reach the realm of peerless powerhouse.

What he lacks now is only time, Taoist exercises are like this, especially Quanzhen's exercises.

It takes a lot of time and effort in the later stage.

No, what happened to Ying Gu might affect him.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Daoqiang didn't think about it any more, Zhou Botong had little contact with him.

This person seems to be out of tune, but when it comes to the real big things, he is not confused.

There are also Wang Chongyang and the unfathomable Taoists, trying to fool him is too troublesome and not worth it.

"Master Nian doesn't need to worry about it. This week, Zhou Botong restrained Master Nian, which was obviously done on purpose by Song Guo Wulin." Fang Yeyu comforted Nian Liandan who came to the side with a gloomy face.

Nian Liandan didn't speak, his eyes were narrowed, full of coldness, if it wasn't for the staring eyes of everyone, he just wanted to leave.

Fang Yeyu didn't say any more, at this moment, the more he paid attention to Nian Liandan, the more angry he was.

After calming down, he smiled calmly at Guo Jing, "Hero Guo, let's start the second round, but the first round is our first one.

In this second round, you should be the first ones out. "

Guo Jing and the others stopped to celebrate, and after a brief discussion, they did not refuse.

Xuan Cheng walked out and came to the place where Zhou Botong and Nian Liandan fought just now.

Obviously, this second game was his shot.

"Hey, just collect some interest on him."

Next to Fang Yeyu, Patriarch Vajra sneered and flew away.

There was a distance of several feet between the two, and the dignified atmosphere began to permeate and spread away quickly.

The excited martial arts crowd also completely quieted down, watching quietly, only a little more confident than in the first match.

"Amitabha."

Xuan Cheng clasped his hands together, and lightly recited a Buddha's words, rich golden light began to appear around him quickly.

Patriarch Vajra sneered, and a red golden light also appeared on his body.

It seems that the enemy met and didn't want to say more, just wanted to have a fight.

In a blink of an eye, the two shot at the same time.

Golden, red-gold rays of light immediately painted the sky.

Two equally masculine forces collided fiercely.

If the battle just now was full of moves and variables, many people couldn't understand it.

Then this battle at this time, almost everyone thinks they understand it, because it seems to be a collision of forces.

Fierce, vast, fiery, and indestructible.

The terrifying power shook the world with muffled noises.

One is like the Vajra Arhat who descended from the devil.

One is like a tyrannical sun.

No one gave in at all, and they fought against each other, like two mountains constantly colliding.

Almost everyone looked more and more nervous. The collision of pure power was really shocking.

In the woods, Li Daoqiang looked at Huogong Toutuo, the Patriarch Vajra, with a strange look in his eyes.

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