Monument Yangmen

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"Enough, seventh brother..."

"Enough, brother knows what you mean."

Yang Yanzhao stared at Yang Yansi who was like a blood gourd on the ring.

Turning around, he ordered Hu Yanda to gather the troops.

Yang Yanzhao approached the ring step by step, tears began to slide down his cheeks at some point.

Mu Qing followed behind Yang Yanzhao stiffly.

The common people under the arena have already started rushing towards the edge of the arena.

"Pfft~"

The big gun in Zhao Hong's hand stabbed out, and the tip of the gun brushed Yang Yansi's waist, bringing up a splash of blood.

"Seventh brother, that's enough, stop, let's go home."

Yang Yanzhao rushed to the edge of the ring, roaring loudly and charged upwards.

Upstairs, Zhao Defang frowned, and ordered: "Stop him."

The palace soldiers guarding around the arena attacked immediately and stopped Yang Yanzhao.

"Seventh brother!"

Yang Yanzhao wanted to force his way in, but was captured by the masters of the palace soldiers.

"A certain family can't stand it anymore."

Huang Mang yelled at Zhao Hong who was on the stage, "If you want to kill, kill him, why humiliate people like this."

"Rush up and save people."

Among the people, someone shouted loudly.

The passionate crowd rushed towards the arena frantically.

"In front of the palace gate, how can you allow yourself to be presumptuous."

Upstairs, Zhao Defang slapped the table, "Stop people for me. On the ring, life and death are fate. Unless one side admits defeat, others are not allowed to intervene."

Following Zhao Defang's order, many guards in armor and swords rushed out from both sides of the palace.

The guards drew their knives out of their sheaths one by one, with the edges of the knives facing outward.

In a daze, the passionate people were blocked from the arena.

Upstairs, Chai Yinping asked with a slightly weeping tone: "Brother Yi just wanted to recruit Brother Qilang, why does he want to kill Brother Qilang now?"

Zhao Defang narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "This king has no intention of killing him, and I also want to save him, but the rules in the arena, life and death depend on one's destiny. This king can't destroy the long-running business that this king has been running for Yang Yansi." A reputation for justice and virtue."

Chai Yinping twitched and said, "In Brother Yi's heart, brother Qilang's life is less important than your reputation?"

Zhao Defang glanced coldly at the maids and servants serving on the embroidered building, and after confirming that they were all her own, she said coldly: "This king has no power and power. If you lose your reputation as a virtuous person, take What should I do to avenge my father and brother, what should I use to take back what should belong to me?"

"Woooooooo..."

Chai Yinping wept and sat slumped on the ground.

Embroidered downstairs, on the ring.

Zhao Hong heard Huang Mang's shout, raised his eyebrows, and felt a little moved in his heart.

He remembered what Pan Renmei once told him when he left Pan's residence.

"A son from the Yang family will be promoted to a fourth rank."

Perhaps, he can take a chance.

However, I'm afraid there will be some price to pay.

In the eyes of everyone in the arena, he repeatedly scratched Yang Yansi's body, looking like a provocation and a joke.

In fact, only he knows best.

Yang Yansi looked bruised, but none of them were vital.

Every time when his ultimate move is approaching, Yang Yansi will use very little damage to make his ultimate move lose more than half of its power.

If he wanted to kill Yang Yansi, he had to take some risks and pay the price of some injuries.

Zhao Hong made up his mind, and the offensive in his hands weakened.

"Boy, I didn't want to kill you, but it's a pity that you are fighting endlessly. If I don't kill you, this struggle will not end."

Zhao Hong retracted his gun, ready to stab out.

There are three gunflowers.

The three spear flowers were taken from Yang Yansi's throat and chest respectively.

This move is the 'Pin Zi' tactic in Zhao Hong's marksmanship, and it is also the most lethal move.

"It's over, kid. Remember to practice your gun well in your next life, and come to me for revenge. Remember not to use up your gun..."

Don't waste your guns...

The gun is getting old...

old guns...

……

These words echoed in Yang Yansi's mind like a magic voice.

The depression and anger brewing in his heart were aroused by these words.

The depression and anger in Yang Yansi's heart were released at once.

At the moment when the depression and anger were released, a hint of enlightenment rose in his heart.

"The reason why he can see my spear moves is because I am too rigid in spear practice... I can't stab well, can I change my swing... I can drop ten times with one force..."

……

"do not want!"

"stop!"

Under the arena, Yang Yanzhao roared loudly when he saw Zhao Hong's fierce killing move.

Hu Yanda has brought the soldiers from Cao Mansion, Yang Mansion and Huyan Mansion to kill him, ready to snatch someone from the ring.

Mu Qing's face was pale, and she closed her eyes resignedly.

"Roar……"

There was a low roar like a beast, and the roar of a tiger sounded.

"Oh!"

At the critical moment, when the big gun in Zhao Hong's hand was about to pierce Yang Yansi's throat, Yang Yansi let out a low growl.

The big gun in his hand made a semi-circle in the air and smashed fiercely on the big gun in Zhao Hong's hand.

The huge force directly sent Zhao Hong flying.

Yang Yansi's arms exploded with full strength, and his strength was infinite.

Zhao Hong couldn't block it hard at all.

Zhao Hong wanted to try again, but he didn't expect that Yang Yansi's move was devoid of any rules at all, and even the martial arts he displayed were no longer marksmanship.

He held one end of the big gun, and the big gun turned into a steel whip in his hand.

"Boom!"

The big gun made a complete circle and was thrown out.

A hole was directly smashed into the arena under his feet.

The whole arena was trembling.

Zhao Hong rolled on the ground frequently, avoiding the big gun in Yang Yansi's hand.

He didn't dare to face Yang Yansi, who was so strong and powerful.

He was waiting for his chance, waiting for his chance to fight back.

"Bang bang bang!"

The big gun in Yang Yansi's hand was like a pile driver, smashing randomly on the ring.

The entire arena for the martial arts competition to recruit relatives was smashed and riddled with holes.

"Damn!"

Zhao Hong let out a low growl. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he decided to give it a go.

"Oh!"

Watching Yang Yansi's big gun fall to the ground.

Zhao Hong saw the opportunity for the big gun to rotate in the air, rotated the big gun in his hand, and stabbed out like a drill.

"Crush words!"

The "Chongzi" tactic goes forward indomitably, with the belief that it will kill.

"Pfft~"

"Snapped!"

The tip of the gun pierced Yang Yansi's shoulder.

A big gun also fell from the sky and landed on Zhao Hong's face.

The bridge of the nose was crooked, and the teeth were knocked out.

Lost consciousness with a buzzing sound.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, he saw Yang Yansi holding another big gun at some point.

"Puff~"

Zhao Hong fell to the ground and fainted. Yang Yansi seemed to have fallen into a venting madness, waving a big gun with both hands, and smashed on Zhao Hong's body like a hot wheel.

Under the arena, everyone stared dumbfounded at Yang Yansi's violent counterattack.

"Gaba, Gaba..."

In front of the palace gate, apart from Yang Yansi waving two big guns, the only thing left was the sound of bones breaking on Zhao Hong's body.

(End of this chapter)