My Wife, Something is Wrong

On the battlefield.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the people from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect in the audience and said, "In the second game, it's still me."

This sentence has never been familiar!

It was at the border of Dayan.

He even killed several disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect and said the same thing.

So at this moment.

After hearing these words, all the senior officials of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect clenched their fists.

As for those disciples, their bodies trembled and their faces turned pale.

Zhu Yufeng, who was hiding at the very back, turned pale with fright. His two arms quarreled, and he began to lower his head and sneak back.

The surrounding area gradually became quiet.

Xu Xinghe also looked down, but did not speak to urge him.

"Okay, very good!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect suddenly walked out, looked at the stage with a sinister look and said, "I'm afraid, the second game won't be yours."

After saying that, he raised his steps. With just one step, he shrunk to an inch and walked onto the platform.

"I, Piao Miao Xianzong Hongjiang, is the master of Lintian Peak. He only cultivates the physical body. In the early stage of cultivation as King of Martial Arts, he majors in boxing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force of energy and blood suddenly filled the entire platform.

The bronze skin on his face shone with a metallic luster in the morning sun, and even the loose robes could not cover his burly body.

Everyone in the audience suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"It turned out to be the realm of the King of Martial Arts! How much talent and perseverance it takes to cultivate to the King of Martial Arts in the physical body! Moreover, the cultivation resources consumed are probably many times more than those consumed in the Guiyi realm. Only the three major immortal sects like this Only a large sect can afford it.”

"I heard that there are only a dozen Martial Kings in the entire Jiuzhou Continent, and most of them are in the three major Immortal Sects. The Piaomiao Immortal Sect is really angry, and they actually dispatched a Martial King directly, and he is also the master of a peak."

"Hmph, they can only send out King Wu. Even the proud Holy Son has been killed by others. What else can they do? If they don't show the most powerful one, I'm afraid everyone will be killed by that young man. The killing is over."

"Tsk, tsk, I really didn't expect that the Tangtang Piaomiao Immortal Sect, the one we didn't even dare to take a second look at at the beginning, would be forced into this by a young man."

"Speaking of it, their bad luck seems to have started after the person named Yue Yao left, and their most glorious moment in the past hundred years also started from the emergence of the person named Yue Yao. Coincidentally, the person named Yue Yao came into being. , happens to be from Dayan as well, from the same country as the boy on the stage..."

"Hmph, it's true that humans are doing it, and God is watching. My master said at the beginning that the Piaomiao Immortal Sect's treatment of that girl is not at all like what a Great Immortal Sect did, and she will definitely receive retribution, and it is indeed the case. "

On the platform.

Xu Xinghe glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him and smiled lightly: "I didn't expect Peak Master Hong to go to the battle himself."

Hong Jiang said calmly: "I don't want to come up and bully the younger ones, but this young man is too arrogant and killed so many people in our Piaomiao Immortal Sect. I have no choice but to come up and teach him a lesson, so that he can learn some truth."

Then he said: "Elder Xu, can I go out to fight?"

Xu Xinghe nodded and said: "According to the rules, of course. Anyone from Piaomiao Xianzong and Dayan can fight."

After saying that, he announced: "The second match between Piaomiao Xianzong and Dayan begins!"

Hong Jiang looked at the young man across from him. The large robe on his body suddenly melted and disappeared, revealing the powerful clothes underneath, his burly body and bulging muscles.

More powerful energy and blood suddenly rose from his body.

Just the power of Qi and blood that naturally radiates out, and the souls below the Guiyi realm will stay away and dare not approach.

"Boy, don't say that I bully the small. I can punch you three times first. After three punches, I will send you on your way!"

Hong Jiang clenched his fists and said calmly.

Under the stage, everyone in Dayan looked solemn and held their breath.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly took out the dark wooden stick and said, "Can I use the stick?"

Hong Jiang looked at the stick in his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he sneered: "Since you don't want to, I won't talk nonsense to you! You should know the consequences of killing people from my Piaomiao Immortal Sect! "

After saying that, he punched out with a bang.

A terrifying aura and a fist light like thunder shot towards Luo Qingzhou!

Wherever the fist light passed, the air suddenly twisted and burned, turning red.

The energy that had been prepared in Luo Qingzhou's body immediately began to surge and gather toward that pass.

He refused to evade, directly raised his fist and faced him!

"Bang!"

A bang!

He was suddenly shaken, and his whole body was knocked backwards by a huge force, hitting the platform behind him heavily.

If it weren't for that light shield, he would have flown out of the battle platform.

King Wu's punch was so terrifying!

Luo Qingzhou was not surprised but overjoyed. He immediately stabilized the surging blood and energy in his body, flashed his figure, clenched his fists, and rushed forward.

There was a look of surprise in Hong Jiang's eyes.

There was a huge difference between the two of them, and their strength could be described as worlds apart. However, after the other party received his punch forcefully, he was unharmed!

The defensive power of this kind of physical body is no small matter.

"Take another punch from me!"

A stern look flashed in his eyes, and he swung out a fist. The air in the entire battle platform suddenly stagnated, and the light of his fist whizzed away like a falling meteorite!

"Bang!"

Luo Qingzhou was sent flying once again.

Hong Jiang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his figure flashed, and he rushed forward and punched him in the head several times.

"Zi..."

A white lightning suddenly appeared on Luo Qingzhou's body.

Then he disappeared from the spot.

Hong Jiang's fist, with almost no hesitation, suddenly hit his back again.

This time, Luo Qingzhou did not dodge, and immediately punched forward.

It was as if a person who had been thirsty for a long time saw sweet spring water!

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and a terrifying force came.

He flew out again.

"Wow——"

This time, his blood surged in his body, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the energy in his body, with this power again, rushed to the pass with a "boom".

The pass began to crack.

Luo Qingzhou fell to the ground, and before he could wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, the opponent's terrible fist hit him in the face again.

"Come on!"

He punched hard, and at the same time, the energy in his body rushed to the pass again.

"Bang!"

He was knocked out again.

More cracks appeared on the pass in his body!

He fell heavily to the ground, and immediately stood up from the ground, spitting out blood with a "wow" sound.

This time, his head was a little dizzy, and the blood in his body was shaking.

The opponent's strength was indeed very strong.

Is this the strength of King Wu?

At this moment, he was excited and looked forward to it even more!

Hold on!

He will have it soon!

"Your physical strength is indeed beyond my expectations. It seems that I have to use all my strength."

Hong Jiang looked at him calmly, and black vortices suddenly appeared on his fists.

The surrounding heaven and earth auras all rushed towards his fists quickly.

Seeing this, Luo Qingzhou's body flashed with light, and dragon scale armor condensed.

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He can no longer use lightning for the time being, because lightning consumes a lot of energy, and at this moment, his body is in need of energy.

It's almost there!

It's about to break through!

As long as he can hold on for two more times!

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded!

Two huge fists suddenly hit him with a devastating breath.

Luo Qingzhou still did not dodge, gritted his teeth, and waved his fists again to meet him. His resolute eyes were as bright as stars under the reflection of the fist light!

Everyone around the stage exclaimed.

"This young man... actually dared to take it hard!"

"He is going to be shattered alive!"

And everyone in Dayan was even more nervous and tense.

Even the baby in Yuewu's arms suddenly quieted down.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Luo Qingzhou was smashed and flew out. When he flew in the air, he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood. The protective light shield on his body, and even the dragon scale armor, were all shattered.

He hit the platform light shield behind him heavily, and was bounced back by the light shield. He fell to the ground in a mess, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth again.

But he stood up tremblingly again.

The audience suddenly quieted down.

Hong Jiang's pupils shrank, clenched his fists, and walked towards him again. The black vortex on his fists spun faster.

At this time, the Queen of Da Yan in the audience suddenly shouted in a trembling voice: "We Da Yan admit defeat!"

"Shua!"

As soon as the words fell, Hong Jiang's figure had already come close to Luo Qingzhou, and "boom" punched him in the heart!

Xu Xinghe glanced at the audience and said calmly, "He can still speak, so he needs to admit defeat himself."

But at this time, Luo Qingzhou had been knocked out by another punch.

"Crack!"

His chest was sunken, and the whole person was like a leaf in the raging waves, swept by the fist storm and flew to the platform light shield behind, hitting it heavily.

Under the stage, the people of Piaomiao Xianzong showed a happy grin on their faces.

And those disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kid is finally going to be beaten to death!"

"Master Hong is really powerful!"

Zhu Yufeng stood under a big tree at the back, watching the scene on the stage, still not daring to get close, muttering, "He is not dead yet... This time is the most dangerous... That kid is despicable and insidious, maybe he is pretending..."

"Bang!"

Luo Qingzhou fell heavily to the ground, his clothes were stained with blood, and the whole person looked dying.

But at this time, he actually struggled again and stood up from the ground.

The audience was silent.

Hong Jiang's face changed a little.

He clenched his fist, and the black vortex on his fist suddenly began to grow larger, and a grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Okay! I will give you one last punch!"

The surrounding heaven and earth aura rushed towards his fist again.

Bai Yishan's voice suddenly sounded from the audience: "Fei Yang!"

Zhuang Zhiyan also shouted in a hurry: "Fei Yang, admit defeat! There will be another chance in the future!"

On the stage, Xu Xinghe looked at the bloody boy in front of him and couldn't help but say: "Can you still speak?"

All around, it suddenly became quiet.

On the hillside outside the square.

A snow-white figure stood there, watching the scene quietly, with a beautiful and flawless face, still calm.

Luo Qingzhou raised his hand, slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'm waiting for him to admit defeat."

Everyone was shocked when he said this.

Hong Jiang suddenly laughed grimly, and with a full fist, he suddenly smashed out with a deafening roar and a terrifying momentum like a torrent!

"Bang!"

The two fists collided heavily.

But what everyone couldn't believe was that the young man who looked shaky this time was not only not knocked away by a punch, but also stood there steadily.

The blast wave, the terrifying power, seemed to be just a breeze, blowing only his clothes and long hair.

He stretched out his fist, standing in the storm like a rock, motionless.

Hong Jiang on the opposite side also stretched out his fist and stood there, his pupils began to shrink.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion suddenly sounded in Luo Qingzhou's body.

Like a flood bursting through a dam, it rushed forward!

The surging and surging power rushed to his arms and then into his fists.

At this moment, his aura suddenly changed.

At the same time, the depression in his chest was miraculously healed!

"Boom!"

The fist light burst out!

Hong Jiang's body shook and flew backwards.

As soon as he landed on the ground, a golden fist with a five-color lightning storm suddenly hit his face again.

At the same time, a breath that frightened him came to his face!

He roared, waved his fist, and rushed forward, and the Yuanli in his body surged out!

"Bang!"

The two fists collided heavily again.

This time, his fist suddenly cracked, and his arm bent backwards because it could not bear the huge force. Then, the golden fist brought his fist and hit him hard in the face!

He was knocked out.

At the same time, his facial bones were smashed to pieces with a "crack" sound!

Half of his face was sunken.

But before he landed, another fist flashing with five-colored lightning, with a chaotic storm vortex, "bang" hit his face.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

It was like the sound of a watermelon bursting.

His face and his entire head were all smashed to pieces, and in the dazzling fist storm, they turned into a puff of blood mist, flying all over the sky.

His headless body fell to the ground in a mess.

Blood spurted and muscles twitched.

The thunder and lightning with the storm strangled the blood mist in the sky and disappeared quickly.

The body lay on the ground, motionless.

Because he only cultivated his body, his weak soul had been destroyed along with his head in the fist light and lightning.

So far.

The martial king of Piaomiao Xianzong, who had been famous hundreds of years ago, was completely dead!

There was only a headless corpse spewing blood, lying there quietly, still proudly showing his metal skin and bulging muscles...

There was a dead silence in the audience.

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