Suddenly, Feng Beilin shouted angrily: "Looking for death!"
With this loud shout, his body flew out quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he was like an eagle picking a chicken in the crowd, and he was thrown onto the stage by himself.
The man fell on the stage, kicked his feet twice, and then he didn't move, and he was already breathless. This person is Sun Zhong, the "poisonous hand medicine immortal".
Feng Beilin gave a light kick, kicking Sun Zhong's body off the stage, and said with disdain: "With your ability, you also want to poison the old man, don't you want to kill yourself!"
It turned out that Sun Zhong was standing in the crowd without noticing it, and was tricking Feng Beilin into poison. I don't want Feng Beilin to be so old and have a rich experience in the arena, since he is not comparable to Xiao Ying, a newcomer to the arena. A master of poisoning like Sun Zhong who killed people invisible, not only didn't hurt him, but this made him aware of it, and on the contrary, it killed Qing Qing's life.
Xiao Ying saw that more than a hundred people instantly became headless ghosts, and now Sun Zhong was killed in Feng Beilin's hands again, shocked and horrified in her heart. At this time, seeing Feng Beilin's face unchanged, he raised his head to the sky and laughed loudly, and walked towards the tiger with a grin.
Hu Yitong's face was full of fright and anger, his eyes were wide open, and he was not polite with the other party, his palms came out, and the wind swept across the ground, straight to Feng Beilin.
Feng Beilin didn't bend his waist, his legs didn't bend, and with a palm, he greeted the tiger with the strength of his palm.
The two palms collided with a bang, and the force exploded in the air. Hu Yitong took a small step back; Feng Beilin shook his body, and Jinger couldn't stand still and backed three steps in a row.
Feng Beilin frowned, and said slightly in surprise: "Look, you can't get out, there are two stinky beggars!"
Tiger One Channel: "Thank you, thank you!" The tiger's eyes raised, and another palm slashed out.
The enthusiastic heroes who stayed below saw the tiger go out with a palm, the palm of a mad dragon shook the opponent back three steps, all of them were energetic, and they shouted loudly for a time.
A large number of people who fled behind heard the shouts and knew that the situation had reversed.
At this moment, the second palm of the tiger's pass was shot, and Feng Beilin squatted halfway, with a "hey" sound, and then took a palm.
Everyone thinks that Feng Beilin can only use magic tricks to be scary, but his internal strength is not good. Unexpectedly, the two palms intersect, this time the tiger took four steps back, but Feng Beilin's body was solidified and motionless. Immediately they were dumbfounded again.
After all, Hu Yitong had fought Ximen Jiuqian for a hundred rounds before, and the internal strength was too much. First, he slapped his true energy to shoot out, and the internal strength was almost exhausted. In this palm, the other party just handles it casually. As soon as the second palm tiger failed to maintain its internal strength, the opponent responded calmly, and the gap between strengths and weaknesses was immediately revealed.
At this time, Tiger once again raised his true energy, and he was already weaker than before, and thought to himself: "Even if you fight for your old life today, you can't let Central Plains Wulin lose face!"
Xiao Ying saw that everyone was in danger now, and no one came to look for her desperately anymore, so she took the dizzy Bai Ruoxue and Mo Xiyan father and son to a secluded corner and settled slightly.
Looking back, I saw that the tiger was in great chaos. He was swaying from the left to the right, struggling to resolve Feng Beilin's endless and rolling moves, and shouted: "Not good!"
There was a surge of blood in his heart, and he immediately flew over to rescue him. But I thought: "This old man of Tiger Yitong does not distinguish between right and wrong. When I was still in the Jia Mansion, if my fate was not for me, I would die under his palm at that time. I just sit and watch the changes and let you Also taste the bitterness of being oppressed by the wicked!" Furthermore, I thought, whether my own skill can restrain a top player like Feng Beilin is still unknown.
Unexpectedly, he heard a scream before the word "not good" sounded. Tiger's hands were dripping with blood, and his heavy body fell to the ground. He rolled under the flagpole a few feet away from Feng Beilin. Get up.
Seeing this situation, Xiao Ying immediately rushed in his heart. Tiger Yitong was for the Central Plains' safety, knowing that he was not the opponent of the other party, and was still desperately resisting. Everyone has misunderstood themselves again and again, and there is a reason for that. Don't turn a deaf ear to the life and death of Hu Yitong and others because of anger in your heart.
He was thinking about it, and he had already flew before Hu Yitong. Seeing that Feng Beilin slapped the tiger's forehead with a fierce palm, he hurriedly swept the "Dragon Feifeng Dance" and swept it out. With a loud noise, Feng Beilin flew upside down, and his stout body like a yellow lion fell heavily. On the edge of the ring.
The shout that shook the sky suddenly sounded in the audience.
Feng Beilin vomited a mouthful of blood on the ground, got up, stretched out his tongue and licked the bloody mouth. Seeing only one beautiful young man standing under the flagpole, his face was full of suspicion. Look at the left and right, except for the people who were on the stage before, nothing else.
Feng Beilin grabbed his head full of messy hair, and wondered: "This young man can see that the wind can blow him down. My palm is a copper wall and an iron wall, and it won't be intact when it breaks. How can he pick it up? Live!" I was so surprised that I had never seen it in my life. For a while, I suspected that Qingtian Bairi had hit a ghost.
He stared at Xiao Ying blankly for a while before returning to his senses, and said in astonishment, "Who is your kid?"
Xiao Ying said boldly: "It doesn't matter who I am. What is important is that I will never allow the Khitan Eagle Dog to run wild here and cruel the flesh and blood of the Central Plains compatriots!"
Feng Beilin laughed and said, "You little baby is also interesting. From your look, you can do so many evil sorceries at most, so how can you stop me? In this life, the people who die under my blood demon don't count. By the way, you can stop me with just a few big words, a body of flesh and blood? Haha, interesting, really interesting!"
Everyone in the audience saw the tiger fell to the ground severely wounded and knew that the situation was gone. Ximen Jiuqian and Feng Beilin joined forces. How could Huaiyuan, Liaokong, Chu Tianhe, and Xiao Yang resist? At this moment, the win or lose has been judged, and Huaiyuan and the other four lose miserably. It is only a matter of time. These four people, together with the Tiger One Tong, are like a steel frame, supporting the skyscraper of Wulin in the Central Plains. After this defeat, although the crowds are densely packed with people, the swarm of ants is good for setting off the sky and the waves. What's the matter? Feng Beilin just lightly cut the heads of a hundred people, tens of thousands of people, and they were all gone without a stick of incense.
The person who had just pulled his feet and fled, saw that the situation was wrong, and turned around to flee, but saw Xiao Ying, the "little thief" flying on the stage, and when the tiger's life was hanging by a thread, he lifted a palm of his hand and lifted the phoenix. Bei Lin was so shocked that he flew out. In astonishment, everyone couldn't help but cheered loudly. They all felt that the most exciting thing in the world was this.
He also heard that Xiao Ying’s words refer to the heroes of the Central Plains as "comrades of flesh and blood". Everyone was already scared to death and face was ashamed. At this time, Xiao Ying had to be a backer. The courage immediately regained strength, and most of them came back to stand. In the audience, blood was surging in my heart, waving the flag and shouting with other people.
Suddenly, the Central Plains martial arts, collapsed like birds and birds scattered, regained its power and power, and everyone was full of hope.
Feng Beilin thought secretly, the young man in front of him was only two years old, and the palm of his hand, all of a sudden, because of the incident, he didn't use his full strength, and was cast by the other party to the demon, before he was transformed into a misshapen. Once you start the move, the opponent's demon technique is in front of his peerless magic, then it is not Sun Wukong to fight the demon, and the prototype will appear immediately!
When the words and thoughts are turned, the breath goes through both arms, and then you have to do it. But Ximen Jiuqian Biandou Huaiyuan and the others said: "Brother Feng should pay attention. This kid fought against him last night, and he did his best. What he did was... Xia... Xia... Xia..." It's tight, just say a word, then stop.
Feng Beilin said strangely: "Could it be Li Feiyan's elder Li Feiyan's "Xiaying Power"?"
Ximen nine thousand said: "Yes, it is the Xia Ying magic. This kung fu is legendary and incomparable. It is even bigger than our'Blood Demon Magic Skill' and'Poison Dragon Magic Skill'. The people of the "Poison Dragon Magic Technique" were defeated by the "Xia Ying Magic Technique" and were eventually driven to extinction by those so-called decent and decent people. We must be careful not to repeat the same mistakes!"
Feng Beilin didn't care about it, and said, "Although the'Xiaying Magic Technique' is powerful, how old is this little baby, so I am afraid that he will do? Forty or fifty years, it will never happen. Poison brother is as timid as a mouse, and when he sees such a little ass doll, he will become that frightened bird!"
Simon nine thousand said: "Sloppy and careless suffer a big loss. Although this little baby is young, he has more than a few decades of internal strength, but I don't know where he came from? I must meet an expert and lose all my life's internal strength. To him."
During the conversation between the two, a gang of beggars had long since relied on the power of Xiao Ying to stand by and rescued the tiger from the stage.
Feng Beilin heard Ximen Jiuqian's words solemnly, and wanted to come to the boy really a bit wicked, but his heart was down and he took it as one thing, still saying: "Brother Pox, you have to grow up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige. What is this kid's martial arts, you will know after the old man has a try!"
Speaking of the wind at the bottom of the palm, countless ice knives appeared, flying around like a fish in the palm of the palm, attacking Xiao Ying with white light.
Xiao Ying knew that the opponent was a well-known master for a long time. He didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, agitated the whole body, and shook the martial arts.
Feng Beilin's Gorefiend skill was originally an extremely domineering martial arts, Ximen's Nine Thousand Poisonous Dragon skill belonged to the yin and soft road, while Feng Beilin's martial arts belonged to the fierce and fierce one.
As the saying goes, just can't be long, soft can't be guarded. Xiao Ying's defensive style was a gentle and conservative style of play. When Feng Beilin attacked and fiercely, she couldn't help but regress again and again.
At this moment, regardless of the Central Plains Martial Arts or the Shanxi Martial Arts, everyone only feels that he is at a disadvantage, and they are sweating in their hearts.
After fighting for a cup of tea, Ximen Jiuqian saw Feng Beilin standing firmly on the upper hand, he was relieved, and then frowned, but he became worried again.
Simon said nine thousand times: "Brother Feng can win this baby, naturally very good, but you must not hurt his life!"
Feng Beilin was stunned: "Why?"
Ximen Jiuqian said: "This is top-secret, not humane, let's talk about it later."