Wu Qi Lingtian

() In the spectator seats, looking at Liu Guang who was vomiting blood from Wei Hong's anger, everyone didn't react for a while.

"I can only say that this kid is too cunning."

"It can't be said like this. The battle is originally a battle, and winning or losing is the most important thing."

"That's right. Moreover, I didn't use any despicable means. I can only say that this kid has excellent eyesight."

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Naturally, Wei Hong didn't hear everyone's discussion, but at this moment, he turned his attention to the other three lightning towers.

Baishi, who was fighting with Zou Hai, was dressed in black and was dancing with a long sword in his hands. However, Wrinkle Hai's hands were too fast. The sword was snatched away, and at the same time, it was knocked out of the field with a palm.

As if feeling Wei Hong's gaze, Zou Hai had a sneer on his face, and looked at Wei Hong with disdain, while the other two's arena also ended their battle.

Wei Hong, Zou Hai, Lu Liang, Shen Kuo, the four won directly, and the four will draw lots again to determine the next round of competition.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the draw decided that Wei Hong vs. Lu Liang, and Zou Hai vs. Shen Kuo.

Each of them still took a Qi Hui Pill. After a while, Wei Hong stood on the ring, and before he could speak, Lu Liang, who was facing him, smiled and said: "I should not be your opponent, but I still have to I want to see and learn about your sword intent."

Seeing the humble look of Lu Liang in front of him, Wei Hong was slightly taken aback, as if seeing Wei Hong's doubts, Lu Liang said again: "That time in the martial arts arena. Actually, I was there too, but I'm not sure Win you. So, I didn’t dare to go up.”

For Lu Liang not being embarrassed to admit it, Wei Hong liked him a little bit, but he didn't dare to relax, but said in a deep voice: "Please."

"Please."

Although Lu Liang spoke modestly, he didn't hesitate at all in his hands, only seeing Lu Liang step on the ground fiercely.Like a long arrow, it rushed directly towards Wei Hong, bowed left and right with both hands, and took the initiative to attack Wei Hong.

boom!

Wei Hong didn't draw his sword, but his fists collided with Lu Liang. The violent collision made the two of them retreat a few steps at the same time, only to hear Lu Liang say: "Your strength is really strong. But, if you If you don't draw your sword, you have no chance of defeating me."

Lu Liang, who said this, showed a trace of confidence on his face, not because of his arrogance, but because he mainly focused on boxing.With the power of a martial artist of the third grade, even if Wei Hong uses the sword intent, he may not be his opponent.

"not necessarily."

However, Wei Hong didn't draw his sword at all, but Wei Hong had a contest in his heart against Lu Liang who was using fists.Therefore, said lightly.And as soon as his voice fell, looking at Lu Liang who was attacking, he punched with his right hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Barbarian King Fist."

Wei Hong's right arm's martial energy was released, and a golden savage bull directly transformed into it. He raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry. , the four crows surged in the air, and went straight to Lu Liang.

Wei Hong has been performing the Barbarian King Fist all the time, but this time, he combined the three styles of the Barbarian King, and suddenly remembered the scene of the two huge bulls he saw in the Grand Canyon. After that, Wei Hong didn't stop at all.

"Barbarian Fist."

Wei Hong suddenly felt that the punch he had cast just now was off, so he quietly cast another punch. This time, the bull that transformed into a monster didn't show any expression at all, and continued to blast towards Lu Liang.

The continuous attacks finally made Lu Liang change his face. When Wei Hong's first attack came towards him, he didn't take it seriously, and just knocked away the transformed bull with just one punch. However, immediately after, Lu Liang wanted to scold her.

Wei Hong's martial energy at this time seemed to be not afraid of being consumed at all, and what made Lu Liang most depressed was that every time Wei Hong attacked, Wei Hong's current appearance was so random, and the casual Lu Liang wanted to go crazy.

"Nimma, this is a martial arts competition. Do you think it's a feeling? Can you be more serious?" After smashing Wei Hong's attack with another punch, Lu Liang wanted to curse, but he couldn't say that. Come out, otherwise, I am afraid I will be laughed out of my teeth.

"Wei Hong seems to have realized something?" In the spectator seats, everyone naturally realized something was wrong, and suddenly someone shouted softly.

"That's right, this kid is simply a genius, he was able to fall into an epiphany during the martial arts competition, and, with the strength of a first-rank martial artist, Lian Xu defeated a second-rank and third-rank martial artist. Given time, this kid is limitless. "An old man stroked his beard lightly at this time, and said with a little certainty.

Everyone praised Wei Hong overwhelmingly, making Jiao Meng's heart filled with murderous intent, he must get rid of this son, he must get rid of, Jiao Fang roared angrily at this moment.

Leaving aside the commotion caused by the spectator seats, Wei Hong still fell into that feeling at this time and did not appear. He thought of the majesty emanating from the two huge bulls in the canyon, That momentum.

Wei Hong's Yao Peng Jue was used to the extreme, punching directly at Lu Liang, at this moment he couldn't feel the passing of martial energy at all, he only had one feeling, and that was to release this feeling , and the way of release is punching.

"Barbarian king, barbarian king, what is a king? To deter the population with my own power, this is a king. If I am a king, how can I use my fists?"

Wei Hong was a little puzzled, and murmured in his heart, but at this moment, his footsteps moved lightly, and he punched Lu Liang again.

Lu Liang was almost driven crazy by Wei Hong at this time. It stands to reason that his strength as a third-rank martial artist would never be so passive. However, when Wei Hong fell into an epiphany, the power caused by that random blow was But Lu Liang had to deal with it carefully.

Seeing that Wei Hong was another illusory bull attacking him, Lu Liang roared up to the sky and shattered the bull. At the same time, he moved lightly and came to Wei Hong in an instant. Wei Hong came back to his senses directly from the epiphany.

Swish!

The three-point saber intent burst out directly from the depths of Wei Hong's soul, surrounding Wei Hong, and Lu Liang's attack caused the saber intent to spin violently, thus forcing Lu Liang back step by step.

"Damn, let people not live." At this time, Lu Liang finally understood the feelings of Wu Yu and Liu Guang, and Lu Liang had a feeling that he was completely a training partner.

Suddenly, the moment he retreated, Wei Hong yelled softly again: "Barbarian King Fist."

"Here again." Lu Liangyu cried without tears, so he had to use his punches again, and collided with Wei Hong heavily. At this time, Lu Liang had no other thoughts, but only wanted Wei Hong to quickly recover from his epiphany. , so this contest ended quickly.

"Too careless."

Wei Hong didn't know Lu Liang's thoughts like an angry little daughter-in-law. He seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't catch anything. In such torment, Wei Hong suddenly had a flash in his heart. Had a tantrum.

"Barbarian Fist."

With the generation of this rage, Wei Hong roared angrily, and the moment he yelled, the bull that transformed from his right arm turned out to be a little more tyrannical than at the beginning, and it was mixed with With a trace of anger.

"Anger?"

Wei Hong's mind instantly cleared up, and after he punched Lu Liang fiercely, he suddenly understood, the barbarian king was furious, and the power between the two barbarian bulls in the canyon when they were dying was actually Unyielding anger shocked the world with anger.

"Haha, with this move, let the barbarian king be angry." Wei Hong, who wanted to understand, suddenly laughed. Looking at Lu Liang in the distance, Wei Hong shouted loudly: "The barbarian king is angry."

All I could see was that at this moment, a huge golden-colored wild bull appeared. Compared with the previous bulls, this bull exuded a trace of extremely powerful power. On the bull's face, looking down at all living beings, the bull's eyes widened angrily , there was even a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, his phantom nose was panting heavily, and he directly attacked Lu Liang in the distance.

Lu Liang saw that Wei Hong finally woke up, and without waiting for him to be happy, he saw the wild bull that Wei Hong transformed into attacking towards him. Feeling the momentum of the bull, Lu Liang's face changed drastically.

"Stone Buddha body protection."

As a last resort, Lu Liang also showed a hint of ferocity on his face. He didn't care about other things, he stepped on the ground fiercely, danced his fists, and made a gesture of resemblance. At this time, Lu Liang's body seemed to be covered with a layer of stone. The skin is average.

However, Lu Liang didn't just defend. His fist was instantly covered with a layer of stone skin, and he slammed into the bull.

It's a pity that Lu Liang underestimated the power of the barbarian king's wrath. In the midair of the golden bull, Si Crowed as if he was walking, and stepped on it heavily, directly breaking Lu Liang's fist. At the same time, it hit hard.

puff!

Lu Liang vomited blood, flew backwards, and was thrown out of the ring. At this time, Lu Liang looked at Wei Hong, who was slightly pale, and yelled: "You are too careless."

Although Wei Hong's face was pale, but there was no serious problem. He looked at Lu Liang, who was not angry, but his face was not very good-looking, and said again: "If you lose, you lose. I just pay attention. You can't beat me either."

Although the voice was not loud, everyone in the spectator seats heard it. At this time, it was very interesting to see Wei Hong saying this every time he won a player.

"This kid, you're really mad." Hearing Wei Hong's words again, Miao Dongfeng said softly with a wry smile on his slightly stern face.

"Haha, that's right, now I'm looking forward to taking him to Liuyunzong, will he spit out blood from those bastards of Liuyunzong?" Yuan Xi was in an unusually happy mood at this time, and laughed. .

But Wei Hong, who stepped down, looked at Zou Hai who was not far away.