The breeze roars the rivers and lakes

At this time, the sun had already climbed to the top of the trees, and the crowd in the audience was also gathering more and more. It was a bustling place, and it was full of black heads as far as the eye could see.

On the scarlet carpet, Yan Yun and Wang Meng gathered together for more than ten feet, looking at each other!

These two people stood on the same ring, no matter who saw it, they were shocked.

Wang Meng is more than nine feet tall, his skin is as dark as coal, and his face is covered with thick hair. If you look at it from a distance, this is a big chimpanzee in the deep mountains and wild forests.

Looking at Yanyun again, he is less than seven feet tall, white and clean, full of bookishness.On his immature face, even though half a year of continuous warfare had left vicissitudes that did not belong to his age.But no matter how you look at it, he is still a childish child.What makes people laugh even more is that his weapon is still a blackened broken knife.

"Remember my name, beat the tiger with one punch, Wang Meng!" Wang Meng shouted angrily.

Yan Yun snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and shouted word by word: "Then you also remember my name, Yan Yun!"

"Okay, Yan Yun, right? Today, sir, I will turn you into a dead cloud!" Wang Meng snorted angrily, and suddenly threw his fist at him.

At this moment, in Yan Yun's eyes, there was nothing but the iron fist that Wang swung forward.And he knew very well in his heart that this punch was as powerful as a tiger, and with his current martial arts, he couldn't catch it at all.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun no longer hesitated, turned sideways, and retreated six or seven steps in a row, avoiding Wang Meng's punch that was as fierce as an angry tiger.

Wang Meng punched the air, as if he had been punched in a ball of cotton, his expression was very angry.

"Big man, come again!" Yan Yun provocatively proudly said.

"You're looking for death!" Wang Meng snorted angrily, and then suddenly yelled:

"Collapse the mountain with one punch!"

"Look, the King of Tigers with One Punch has come up with a great move!" A man who watched the excitement shouted excitedly as if he had discovered some treasure.

"It is said that Wang Meng split the head of a fierce tiger with this punch. It seems that this kid named Yan Yun is going to be unlucky." Another person who knew something inside replied with a bit of regret.

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At this time, Qi Xiang also broke into a cold sweat secretly for Yan Yun, and asked worriedly: "Brother Lin, do you think Yan Yun is in danger, do you want me to step forward and help him?"

Lin Yu fixed his eyes on the ring, shook his head slightly, and said, "I don't need it for now, I believe Yan Yun can handle it."

Ah Feng didn't speak when he heard the words, and his expression didn't change much, but the fingers of his right hand were moving slightly.This movement, in the eyes of others, may not be abnormal, it is just a normal habitual movement.

Lin Yu knew very well in his heart that every time Afeng wanted to make a move, he would do this action. It seemed that he was ready to make a move.

On the ring, Yan Yun saw that Wang Meng's punch was at least six or seven times more powerful than the punch just now, so naturally he didn't dare to underestimate him. He still had a playful smile on his face just now. Immediately, she became as cold as frost, and a hint of panic appeared in her clear eyes.

boom!

Wang Meng landed a punch, but it only broke a pillar as thick as a bowl, but he didn't even catch Yan Yun's shadow.

"Big guy, I'm right behind you!" The smug look appeared on the corner of Yan Yun's mouth again.

Just now how Yan Yun escaped Wang Meng's sure-killing punch, nearly a thousand people in the audience, at least [-]-[-] out of ten, didn't see clearly, and the remaining one or two people also secretly marveled at Yan Yun in their hearts. Yun's movement is wonderful.

"What an elegant movement!" Qi Xiang shouted in astonishment.

The fingers of Ah Feng's right hand have stopped moving, but drops of sweat can be seen faintly on them.At this moment, there was a slight shock in his black eyes.

Lin Yu's expression is also full of astonishment, but his astonishment is different from others.Others were astonished at Yan Yun's wonderful display of movement just now, but Lin Yu was amazed at how Yan Yun could do this kind of movement?

The body technique that Yan Yun performed just now is called "Butterfly Dance in the Breeze", which is light and floating, as beautiful as a butterfly dancing in the breeze.This is the unique skill of the Eastern family, and Lin Yu himself can do it.

My own "breeze of butterfly dance" was taught by my mother, but who taught Yanyun's breeze of butterfly dance?

The first few people that came to mind were all excluded one by one by Lin Yu in his heart.It is impossible for his mother to teach Yanyun these things. Afeng's body skills are average, and they are all wild ways driven by internal force. This is the most important reason why he has never taught Yanyun Qinggong.Yan Yun's elder sister, Yan Hong, is a disciple of the Emei Sect, so it is impossible for her to have such agility... Then there is only one person left, Dongfang Yanran!

When thinking of this, Lin Yu couldn't help showing a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect the relationship between the two of them to develop so fast. It seems that Yan Yun is quite good at coaxing girls!

Just when Lin Yu fell into reverie, Wang Meng punched the air again on the stage, his anger surged three feet high, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "Light can dodge, what kind of hero is he, little bastard, you Do you dare to take a punch from your grandpa Wang Meng?"

Yan Yun snorted coldly, and shouted loudly: "Why don't you dare, let the horse come here if you have the ability, and let you see how powerful I am!"

"Okay, that's what you said!" Wang Meng gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

Before the words had finished falling to the ground, Wang Meng was like a mad tiger, kicking his feet on the ground fiercely, and using his strength, he rushed towards Yan Yun aggressively.

Yan Yun just stood there, his black eyes moved quickly, showing a cold killing intent, staring at Wang Meng firmly.

The distance between Wang Meng and Yan Yun was only ten steps. When he started to charge forward with his iron fist, Yan Yun stood there motionless.

When there were still five steps left in the pounce, Yan Yun still didn't move!

When there were only three steps left, Yan Yun still didn't move!

At this moment, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Wang Meng's mouth.The two punches I had just now were all avoided by him with mystical body skills. No matter what, the third punch would kill him, at least completely maim him, otherwise I would be sorry for myself. The title of Fist Town Tiger.

Everyone in the audience also held their breath, staring wide-eyed at the scene on the ring, secretly sweating for Yan Yun in their hearts.

"Brother Lin, will Yanyun be in danger?" Qi Xiang asked with a worried look on his face, blinking his big watery eyes.

Lin Yu didn't answer, but just stared at the ring.However, out of the corner of his eye, he found that this time A Feng's right hand fingers did not move, and he did not intend to help, and his expression was much more natural than before. It seems that he has great confidence in Yan Yun.

Just when Wang Meng was only one step away from Yan Yun, everyone thought the outcome was decided.I saw Yan Yun suddenly dodged sideways, and mysteriously dodged the fatal punch.

"You're playing..." Wang Meng rushed to the air for the third time, his lungs were about to explode, and he cursed angrily, but just after he uttered two words, he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him.

Before he could fully react, a black broken knife swept over like dark clouds covering the moon.

"what!"

Wang Meng was slashed in the back, cutting a gash more than ten centimeters long, dripping blood, gurgling straight out, and dripping onto the scarlet carpet.

"Little bastard, I'll kill you!" Wang Meng yelled out of the pain, and rushed towards Yan Yun like a mad dog.

Yan Yun didn't expect this Wang Meng to be so fierce, he didn't react for a moment, he was punched hard on the arm, the pain made him grin his mouth, and his face turned pale for a while.

Just when Wang Meng was about to greet Yan Yun with his second punch, Yan Yun suddenly dodged and jumped under his arm in embarrassment.

But Wang Meng still didn't intend to let Yan Yun go. His body was very wild and tough. Now that he was angry, the muscles on his face were twitching crazily. He was even scarier than a real chimpanzee.

"Don't come here, don't come here, I don't want to hurt you, don't come here..." Yan Yun was frightened by Wang Meng's sudden madness, and said in a trembling voice.

"If I don't kill you today, it's hard to solve the hatred in my heart for you, Grandpa Wang Meng. Go to hell!" Wang Meng gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

At this time, Yan Yun had been forced into a corner, and had nowhere to hide except under the ring.But once he jumped off the ring, he would automatically admit defeat.

"No, no, no, I must not admit defeat, I want to become stronger, I want to become a strong man. I also want to avenge my grandfather, my father, and the entire Yan family. I must never admit defeat, I must not!" A voice deep inside roared desperately.

At that moment, Yan Yun's eyes were no longer frightened and frightened. Before his eyes, he saw the tragic situation when the Yan family was destroyed, the tragic situation of his brother Paoze blood-stained on the battlefield, and the horrible situation of himself like a dog. , the miserable state lying on the ground...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Wang Meng was also taken aback by Yan Yun's formation, subconsciously punched back to resist.

boom!

There was a violent impact sound, and Wang Meng's fists were sliced ​​in half by Yan Yun's black knife. The eerie white bones were exposed along with bright red flesh and blood. The scene was very tragic.

Wang Meng's fists have been practiced long ago to be as hard as iron, and they can completely fight with ordinary weapons, but at this time, Yan Yun sliced ​​off half of them like cutting watermelon.

Before Wang Meng could let out a scream, Yan Yun's second knife came down again. This knife was more fierce than the previous one, and he chopped off both of his fists.The gurgling blood flowed like a fountain, splashing all over the ground, making the scarlet carpet even more dazzling.

"Ah... ah..." The screams like killing a pig resounded through the entire arena, making people tremble with fear. The timid people were so frightened that they covered their eyes, and there were crowds of people below, screaming again and again .

Yan Yun's eyes were already red-hot at this time, and he didn't want to let go of the wild and strong man who wanted to kill him just now, so he swung his knife and chopped off at Wang Meng's head.

Wang Meng ran wildly on the ring with blood in his hands, while Yan Yun, with red eyes, brandished a jet-black broken knife and chased after him.This bloody scene was in stark contrast to the scene before the two had competed at the beginning, and everyone who watched was stunned.

"Little brother, you have to forgive others and forgive others, don't do too much!" Just after Wang Meng and Yan Yun ran in front of each other and chased after each other, after turning around the ring six or seven times.A voice like Hong Zhong suddenly came up from the audience.