Super Crazy Son-in-Law

The unique skill that makes strange swordsmen famous is to kill with only one knife. Once it is used, its power soars. It accumulates strength through special body methods. The path of each knife is different, which makes it impossible to prevent.

This is a move that gathers all the strength and internal power. It is extremely focused. It kills God when it meets God and Buddha when it meets Buddha.

The top soldiers of ordinary gold have to give up when they encounter this knife.

However, the limited space in the challenge arena, coupled with strong Yangzi's pride and self-confidence, made it impossible for him to avoid.

Just listen to strong Yangzi's loud drink, raise the heavy knife over his head, and stare at the action track of the strange swordsman with round eyes like an angry lion.

"Kill!"

The two were pulled by the air engine and roared at the same time.

The hearts of the audience were suddenly tightened.

No matter who wins or loses, this thrilling scene makes people unable to calm down.

Brush!

Lin Xiao suddenly moved, which surprised the blood hand mage opposite.

"Lin Xiao, what is he doing?"

In a short moment, the challenge arena was close to each other. The huge impact force interacted with each other on their blade, and the Qi force spread wildly around.

Buzz!

The sound of metal impact was drowned by the sound of pneumatic agitation and turned into a more dull sound, whistling past.

Hoo!

There was an uproar.

The strange swordsman stepped back for more than ten meters. Kan Kan stopped at the edge of the challenge arena, while lie Yangzi shot out like a shell. He was unconscious in half air.

"Hey!" The strange swordsman suddenly threw his knife and rushed out like crazy. He was in mid air and was about to catch lieyangzi's heavy knife, "I told you! I want your knife!"

Brush!

Lin Xiao seemed to have expected this outcome long ago. He rushed to the past in advance, raised his Qi and threw himself into his arms.

Hoo!

At the moment of receiving lieyangzi, Lin Xiao rushed forward ten meters again and just ran into the strange swordsman.

"Huh?" The strange swordsman was startled.

Lin Xiao's eyes were cold, and lightning grabbed the heavy knife in his hand.

"Shit! Boy, how dare you rob my knife?"

Buzz!

Lin Xiao gently shook his arm, and the heavy knife hid behind him. At the same time, he kicked the strange swordsman's head with a fierce whip and leg, "get out!"

Bang!

The strange swordsman quickly raised his hand to resist, and a huge and unparalleled force kicked him out tens of meters away.

"Lin Xiao! What are you doing?"

"How dare you break the rules?"

The bloody master and the evil boy fell on the challenge arena together.

Lin Xiao looked at them contemptuously, "I just took back my knife!"

Lin Xiao's fierce state made their eyelids jump.

The audience also saw that it was unusual and was frightened by Lin Xiao.

"Hum!" Lin Xiao turned and left.

Lieyangzi was seriously injured and hummed painfully with his eyes closed.

"Brother Hua!" Lin Xiao poked out three needles and quickly stabbed them into the three big holes in the chest of lieyangzi.

Poof!

At this time, strong Yangzi ejected a mouthful of blood and his body softened.

In a hurry, he took lie Yangzi back, and a crowd surrounded him in panic.

"Dad!" Huayang was most worried. He rushed forward and threw himself on lieyangzi.

The burning sun son, whose face was like paper gold, weakly opened his eyes, coughed a few times and said with a bitter smile, "shit! He's still old."

Lin Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. He was all right at last.

"Hahaha..." the strange swordsman climbed back to the challenge bar and couldn't help laughing, "old miscellaneous Mao, you have today, cough..."

Although the strange swordsman won, he was also seriously injured. He was arrogant on the stage for a while, and finally was carried down.

In the first battle of the golden level, the western region won. At the moment, the score of both sides is 2-2.

"Now, let's go to the golden war, World War II, the blood hand master of the western regions, against Huo Zun in the Central Plains!"

The audience was quiet for a moment, and then there were amazing cheers.

The public opinion support rate of the blood hand mage was much higher than that of others, so everyone was excited as soon as he played.

The bloody hand looked at Huo Zun who was vigilant on the stage, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc of contempt. "There is really no one in the Wulin of the Central Plains. Send a hairy boy to fight with me. Is this going to abstain?"

Huo Zun was really under pressure. He didn't expect that the opponent he met would be a bloody mage.

Even if he meets evil children, Huo Zun doesn't have so much pressure.

Because Huo Zun's eight pole fist is most suitable for breaking the evil Kung Fu of evil children. It is naturally oppressive. Even if it is not strong enough, it can make up for the gap between the two sides.

But the blood hand mage is different. He practices pure blood word formula Kung Fu. He is born with strong defense and deals with the hard Kung Fu of opening and closing.

One of the most important characteristics of blood word Jue Kung Fu is consumption.

Consume your strength, consume your energy, consume your qi and blood, and make you exhausted in the end.

Although the blood hand mage's attack power is not strong, it consumes a lot of ability. It is very advantageous to deal with Huo Zun, a young, energetic opponent who likes fierce attack.

Dressed in a blood red robe, the calm blood hand mage put his hands in his sleeves, looked at Huo Zun with a smile and said faintly, "if you admit defeat now, you can stay alive."

"Wishful thinking!" Huo Zun didn't have much nonsense. He put on a good posture directly, "come on."

The referee bowed respectfully to the bloody hand and quickly jumped off the challenge arena.

The bloody hand slowly untied a short sword from his waist and put it in his hand. "It's said that the eight poles of the eight pole gate are broken, and it's easy to cut gold. I don't know if it's true. I doubt it."

"Don't you know if you try it yourself?" Huo Zun stretched his palms forward, one in front and one behind, and slowly moved towards the bloody hand.

Whoosh!

The bloody hand suddenly threw the dagger away with a look of contempt.

This action angered Huo Zun and made his expression more serious. His feet stepped on the challenge arena and his palms smashed in the past.

Bang!

The bloody hand stretched out with one palm and floated lightly to block Huo Zun's attack. His feet were not shaken at all. He even had spare power to withdraw his elbow and circle, exposing the whole empty door and allowing Huo Zun to attack.

Bang bang!

Huo Zun seized the opportunity and clapped several palms on the bloody hand's chest.

The dull sound made the audience's face slightly changed.

However, at the next moment, when the blood and luck calmed down and smiled leisurely, the audience applauded again and cheered one after another.

"Huh?" Huo Zun's heart suddenly mentioned to his throat. Even if he didn't do his best just now, it was enough for him to succeed. He could hit the other party's chest like a knife stabbing into a cotton flower. He had no place to borrow, let alone hurt the bloody hand. I'm afraid he couldn't even make an impact.

"Come again!" Blood hand smile is very obscene, but it gives people a very insidious feeling.

Huo Zun is young and energetic. Naturally, he is unconvinced. He doesn't believe that he can open the palm power of gold crack stone. He can't even destroy his cold hair when hitting each other.

Hoo!

Huo Zun rushed over again and attacked continuously.

Bloody hands open their hearts to him.

Bang Bang

Huo Zun seems to have struck a wooden man stake. He patted his chest to his back, dozens of hundreds of palms, and the iron pieces will be turned into pieces, but his bloody hands are still as stable as a man without anything.