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On the side of the tyrant, although Fang Tieshou’s face was very ugly, he didn’t feel angry.

"Zhang Dian, go and clean up this kid, remember, and beat him upright!" He beckoned to the person behind him, and specially emphasized the word "righteous".

"Subordinates understand!" The latter nodded, and then walked out.

The second person came to the stage and walked quickly to Lei Yi and bowed his hands.

"Zhangdian, Tyrant Fist, I'm here to enlighten you!"

"Please enlighten me!" Lei Yi naturally learned the other side's appearance and responded.

The person who shot this time is Zhang Dian, and his aura is much firmer than the previous Tao Jie. Although the two are in the early stage of Tier 4, they are obviously stronger than the one who played the trick.

Not only that, Zhang Dian's appearance was younger, his face was cold, his expression was calm, and he was not at all affected by Tao Jie's death.

After Zhang Dian finished his salute, he stepped his feet and rushed towards Lei Yi, while swinging his hands left and right, turning like a big windmill, his fist was lingering in the air, forming two circular vortexes in front of him.

"It's a tyrant, it's a big move!" Lei Yi looked at this move, especially when the opponent was completely unprepared to move forward, and secretly commented.

But the other party has already attacked, and he wouldn't do nothing, that's not to seek abuse for himself.

He used the method of invoking the vitality of "Po Tian Zhen Jue", infused the vitality of his body into the right arm, then fixed his eyes on Zhang Dian who was rushing, and punched the opponent's elbow at the center of the rotation of the right arm.

"Hmph, looking for death, this whirlwind fist is not so easy to crack!"

In the audience, Fang Tieshou saw Lei Yi's movements and sneered.

The disciples of the Tyrant Boxing Sect behind him are all the same, and their expressions are full of sarcasm of varying degrees.

In the field, when Lei Yi punched, he felt something wrong.

When the opponent rotates his arm, the qi qi he sends out also has a strong turning force, and the two qi vortexes almost crush his own arm.

However, he was very confident in "Broken Heaven True Art" and felt that the tearing force had only a slight effect on his arm, and the vitality in his body was once again poured into the fist gang, and the speed of his fist accelerated a bit.

"You are looking for death, my whirlwind fist can break the enemy's qi, once the qi on your arm is offset by the vortex, your arm will also be crushed!" Zhang Dian saw that Lei Yi did not move back. With a fierce sarcasm.

But the next moment, his complexion changed drastically, and even the movements of his hands became stiff involuntarily for a moment.

Because under his gaze, Lei Yi's fist rushed straight into the vortex of Gang Qi, and was not affected by the force of the vortex at all, and finally hit his elbow.

With a crackling sound, Zhang Dian's right arm was interrupted by a punch, his elbow joint was completely shattered, and one right arm swayed downwards, unable to move anymore.

"Acceptance..." Lei Yi succeeded in one blow, planning to stop.

"You break my right arm and seek death!"

But Zhang Dian obviously didn't mean to stop. Seeing Lei Yi bowed his hand, his face showed a stern look, his body burst out murderously, and he waved his left fist and was about to hit the opponent's head.

"Excessive!" Lei Yi also felt the murderous aura and raised his head for the first time.

When he saw Zhang Dian punching his head with a jab, he was really angry when he saw that he had no kindness and righteousness.

He pierced and pointed out **** with his left hand, infused with the greatest strength of his body, and pierced upward.

He only heard a flutter, and his **** pierced Zhang Dian's left arm, piercing it, and at the same time interrupted the opponent's movement.

"Do you want me to die, then I want you to die!" Lei Yi then showed a trace of cruelty, and punched his right fist without hesitation.

"Keep people under the fist!" On the side, Fang Tieshou quickly stood up and shouted as if he knew what would happen.

But his words obviously couldn't stop someone. Zhang Dian's left hand was restrained, and his right hand was seriously injured long ago. He couldn't even lift it up, so how could he resist the attack.

Lei Yi's right fist hit Zhang Dian's head sturdily, his fist blasted into the opponent's forehead, and the inside was turned upside down.

Under Zhang Dian's move, his body retreated again and again, and finally Qiqiao spurted blood and twitched and fell.

In the audience, Lin Ruonan stood up first when Fang Tie's face was ruthless, and he was about to say something, and said loudly:

"Chairman Fang, you disciples of the tyrant fist, why are you so unruly! Lei Yi has already ordered that, why does your disciple have to make a sneak attack, do your tyrants have any martial virtues? "

Such inquiries made the eyes of those present again focus on Fang Tieshou.

This is to make the latter's face turn blue and white, but it won't happen again.

"What a great lady, you actually buckle me first!" He secretly said in his heart, and then he was about to think of an excuse to shirk.

It's a pity that Lin Ruonan can make him do what he wants, and sneered again:

"Fang sect master, you don’t want to use the style of the disciple of the sect. The sect supervisor can’t shirk the question. The first one is fortunate to say that these two consecutive disciples have the same style, I have to doubt, you Has the master of the tyrant gate play an exemplary role in the gate?"

These words completely blocked Fang Tieshou's words, so that he couldn't think of a good excuse for a while, and the words in his mouth were forced back.

In the end, he could only endure his anger and said: "Fang Mou still said that. Although I am the master of the sect, I can't control the words and deeds of the disciples under the sect. Zhang Dian died because his mentality was not correct. Losing the game and losing his life is considered to be self-defeating!"

"As expected to be the Fang Sect Master, the skill of throwing the pot is really different. When the disciple dies, all responsibility lies with the disciple. If there are conflicts within your martial arts alliance in the future, will the Fang Sect master be like today? Give it to others?" Lin Ruonan was unreasonable, and pointed out.

After speaking, she also glanced at the other forces headed by Dongfang Martial Arts Hall, and showed an unpredictable smile.

Her illocutionary meaning is also very obvious, the people of Tyrant Boxing Sect can't believe it, you all see Fang Tieshou ruthlessly abandoning his disciple, be careful that he will treat you like this in the future.

The big guys of the major forces saw something wrong with Fang Tieshou's gaze.

As the instigator, Lei Yi, seeing that he had killed the two fighters, felt that it was a bit inappropriate, so he could only quickly walk down the stage.

"You kid, well done!" After stepping down, Lin Ruonan patted him on the shoulder, showing a very satisfied look.

Fang Tieshou's expression in the Tyrant Fist Sect team was even more unsightly. If the people of the Demon Capital Wu University were so arrogant, wouldn't the establishment of the Martial Arts Alliance today be a joke.

"Which one of you goes, continue to challenge the Magic Capital University!" He waved back and called out again.

At the moment, a long-faced young man with a gloomy face walked out, and the tyrants around him all had a short breath after seeing this man go out.

"In Xia Lai Ying, please ask the masters of Wudu University for advice!"

"Late Stage of Controlling Qi Realm!" Lin Ruonan saw this person, his expression condensed, knowing that a master had come.

"Haha, it's time for me to play!" Ma Ge saw this, picked up a cloth bag beside him, and also got up and walked towards the martial arts stage.

He took a big knife and a handle from the cloth bag, and assembled it in front of everyone.

"What a big knife, Yanyue knife, Daguan knife?" Lei Yi looked at the knife Ma Ge assembled and said with emotion.

He doesn't use weapons, but he also knows the names of some weapons. This big sword is not something that people waiting for leisure can afford. If the person who uses it does not have the strength and sufficient control, this long-handled sword is easy to sell to the opponent. flaw.

"Magic Wuhan University, Ma Ge, come to enlighten me!" Ma Ge raised his Daguan knife and said in a posture.

"Then please pay attention to Brother Ma. The fist technique I'm practicing only has killer moves. I didn't leave my hand to say. If I lose my life today, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The long-faced young man Ying said in a sulky tone.

"The same with you!" Ma Ge was not afraid of the other party, swung his sword and took the lead.

Upon seeing this, the eagle turned sharply to dodge, and then turned to Ma Ge's side, trying to find the gap of the Daguan Knife's attack, and attacked with a blind spot.

But he underestimated Ma Ge's movements, and that Daguan Knife was in his hands, and he was able to swing freely.

Often after he slashed through the air, he was able to change his moves in less than half a second, from a vertical slash to a sweep, repulsing the eagle who was waiting for an opportunity.

For a while, Yingying fell into a disadvantage.

Ma Ge relied on the attack distance of the Daguan Knife and the momentum when he swung it, and defeated the eagle with his bare hands.

However, after a few minutes of fighting between the two, Lei Yi found that Ma Ge's breathing began to become a little short.

"Such a large weapon must consume a lot of strength when swinging, and although the eagle has been suppressed, there is no weapon in the hand, and the loss of physical strength is less!"

Not only did he see this incident, it is estimated that everyone present could see clearly.

Ying Ying was also dodging a knife, and saw Ma Ge panting, with a cold killing intent on his face.

"Opportunity!" He turned his fist into a thorn, his eyes aimed at Ma Ge's heart, his stature was short, he pressed his center of gravity, and rushed towards his opponent.

But at this moment, Ma Ge showed a sneer, and his feet slammed on the ground ~www.ltnovel.com~, dragging Daguandao and leaping backward.

Lingying naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity and chased away.

"Win!" Ma Ge saw this, the blue veins violently under the skin of both hands, his figure turned, and he took the Daguan knife and used a drag knife.

The huge blade turned a circle around his body, and when the blade was swayed, there was a whirring sound, and the blade was cut horizontally, but it was still 1 inch away from the center of the eyebrow of the eagle who was chasing.

But the next moment, the eagle's sprinting figure suddenly stopped, and then a slender blood stain appeared on the center of his eyebrows, and the blood trickled out.

"Leave the sword out, you..." He was unwilling, but he could only fall down with bitterness.

"That's wrong, my sword qi is not up to the level of external release. I can only cut three or four inches in length at most, and the timing is limited. If you don't rush over, I really won't be able to move!"

Ma Ge murmured to the fallen Yingying, wiped the sweat from his forehead, dragged the Daguan knife, and walked down to the martial arts field.

At the end of the test, the eyebrows and the head of the eagle were cut off, so naturally he could not survive.

The magic capital of Wu Da, and then one more player.