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The game is starting!

The new disciples came out one by one.

Wu Feng stood at the forefront.

Behind him is a dozen disciples of Julingmen, and then the Tianmen Gate, Sihaimen... The last one is Tianyumen. This is based on the ranking of the newcomers in the previous year, but this year is one more. After the person is padded, that is Luo Tian.

Wu Feng’s expression was extremely proud. He directly ordered: “His is mine. If anyone dares to kill him in the ring, I will not spare him.”

He wants to kill Luo Tian.

No one can stop it.

The same is true for these participating disciples.

He wants to slap the shame of the palm of his hand with the life of Luo Tian.

Everyone glimpsed and looked away from talking anywhere else.

At this time, Wu Feng looked at Luo Tian at the end of the team and made a provocative gesture. He sneered: "Death waste, you will wait and scream in front of me."

Luo Tian did not look at him at all.

Ignore it!

This made Wu Feng even more annoyed, and could not wait to challenge Luo Tian immediately.

Just at this time.

"Chongtianmen Wang Xiu is fighting against Sihaimen Lizhong, and two new disciples are pleased!"

The voice fell.

Two disciples walked out of the ranks and walked to the ring.

The referee said slightly: "The battle between Taiwan and Taiwan is on the verge of death, but... there are no eyes, wounds, and death. After the game, they are not allowed to pursue it. This is the rule of the White House. Of course... you are better off. So far, don't hurt."

In the ring, it is divided into life and death.

Wugong is killing skills!

Otherwise, what is the use for repair?

this point.

They are very clear in their hearts. These people are all strong in the low plane. They understand that there is nothing on the top of the platform. I will not kill you. You will kill me. It is actually a contest. A feast of massacre.

As long as the strong will live to the end.

It is the same as practicing martial arts.

The strong is king!

No one can change this law of survival.

"Have you heard clearly?" The referee gave a slight drink.

The two said at the same time: "Clear!"

"Wang Xiong, please."

"Li brother, you first!"

......

The two disciples were able to set aside. Under the order of the referee, they attacked at the same time. The repairs of both of them were the peak period of Lingwu, and the strength and speed were not much different.

So that the two have been fighting.

Ten minutes have not been divided.

In fifteen minutes or so, Li Zhong pretended to be blocked and violently retire. Wang Xiu did not know that there was a swindle and attacked. At this moment, Li Zhong suddenly launched an attack, and the long-awaited power broke out. Give the bomb down the ring.

"boom!"

Wang Xiu’s half-death, the whole person has already passed out.

Li Zhong smiled slightly and said: "Wang Xiong, the inheritance."

Several disciples of Chongtianmen immediately came to help people, and cold eyes glanced at Li Zhong, and said coldly: "Recognize a fart and make people crippled, sinister and despicable."

Li Zhong smiled coldly and did not answer.

The strong is king.

Only people will remember that he won Wang Xiu, no one will remember what he used to win, win is to win!

There was a buzz in the crowd.

"Ha ha ha...win it!"

"Won!"

"Wang Xiu, you have a waste, and the injured Laozi has lost ten yuan coins. It is too disappointing for Laozi. Don't let Laozi see you next time, otherwise see you once!"


......

Every match has a bet.

Someone loses someone to win.

This is gambling!

Talk, an hour passes.

All the major sects have won or lost, but Tianyumen has been losing. It is simply the existence of a wedding dress, and there is no win in one. For this, Bai Xuan snorted coldly. "Tianyumen is really not good. It seems that it is time to consider replacing it."

This low-end competition can't win, it's too disappointing.

Just at this time.

"Gui Lingmen Wu Feng is against the battle of Lan Xinmen!"

"Wu Feng is here!"

"It’s finally his turn."

"Wow... Wu is so handsome, if you can marry him, then."

"Wu Feng, don't let us down!"

......

Wu Feng is the only medium-sized person among these disciples. His reputation in Wushan City is extremely high, and he hardly knows him. He immediately caused a large cheer when he stepped into the ring, and those gamblers even yelled wildly. stand up.

"Spike, spike, spike!"

Wu Feng first gave a slight gift to Bai Xuan.

Bai Xuan nodded and smiled.

Subsequently.

Wu Feng looked at Yu Lei, disdainful sneer, and the kind of high-spirited momentum appeared on his face, faintly said: "One move!"

"Uh?"

"Wu Feng, are you too arrogant?" Yu Lei said uncomfortably.

Wu Feng said: "It’s enough to deal with this kind of garbage."

Yu Lei was very angry. At the moment when the referee said the beginning, the whole madness rushed up. "Give me death."

In an instant.

At the moment when Yu Lei rushed to him, Wu Feng did not move, and his mouth was slightly hooked, showing a sneer of contempt. "On this power? Too weak! Let me go down."

The moment when Yu Lei’s fist blew.

On the side of Wu Feng's body, the body violently rotates, and a pumping of the right ankle, such as lightning, draws the thunder of Yu Lei, and the whole person directly flies out.

"boom!"

Kneeling on the bluestone floor outside the court.

The blood splattered and the head broke open. Yu Lei died.

Direct one stroke spike!

"Spike, spike, spike... Wu Feng, Wu Feng..."

There was a boiling sound on the square.

Wu Feng enjoyed this feeling, and his face showed an excited expression. Then he looked at the fallen leaves in the crowd. The index finger moved and pointed at Luo Tian. He sneered: "Ready to scream for me!"

Everyone looked at him.

Many people laughed and said: "This kid is going to suffer. Wu Feng is now angry. Otherwise, it will not be possible to kill Yu Lei. When Luo Tian’s kid meets Wu Feng, he will definitely be killed, hahaha..."

"It’s more than killing, Wu Feng will definitely play dead Luo Tian. Who told him to face Wang Huan’s face in the presence of so many people. Isn’t this the act of finding death?”

......

Luo Tianchong stood in the center of the team and has been calculating.

"My odds are a loss of fifteen. If I win, how much will it make?"

"I don't know if I can buy the power of blood spirit?"

"If you can unlock the seal of the blood of the four gods, you can go to www.mtlnovel.com~ Then you can go to Yunxiao College to find the stupid queen, oh... I don't know how she is doing now? I don't know the injury. are you done."

Luo Tian did not care about this newcomer.

As for Wu Feng?

From the very beginning, he didn't put Wu Feng in his eyes. A stupid, forcing person, looking up and feeling when he jumped up and down. This kind of person couldn't have a countertop. He didn't think about treating him as an opponent. Really want to kill.

It is very simple, slap directly to death!

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