"Woo woo!"


    The jawbone of Xingchuan was pinched by an iron hand and couldn''t speak for a moment! Ao Yuanjia grabbed Ao Yuanjia''s arm with both hands and was preparing to make acupoints. Ao Yuanjia grabbed Ao Yuanjia and pulled his right hand aside. In terms of power, it is said that he can''t fight Ao Yuanjia at all.


    "Do you know how we Mongolians deal with such annoying things after catching mice?" Ao Yuanjia sneered in his ear. "We will take off his hands and feet, run his body on the branches and bake it on the fire... The sound of stabbing and the smell of red and yellow cooked meat are the best revenge for them!"


    Ao Yuanjia said, exerting a little force on his right hand, the bone crackled at the shoulder of Xingchuan, and the clothes cracked directly!


    "Woo!"


    Xingchuan''s eyes are red with pain, but it can''t stop Ao Yuanjia''s confusion! This hand that once made Ao Yuanjia kneel down, the little monk won''t want it!


    The old monk of the Vajra sect showed a meaningful smile and stopped in front of master Chengjing and nun mieyuan. His attitude was very clear. The competition was not over before he personally admitted defeat. You don''t want to meddle in the competition.


    Not to mention nun mieyuan, even master Chengjing stared with bloody eyes. The other party did this on purpose, with ulterior motives and a sinister style. It''s basically to use the name of competition to suppress the Wulin in the Central Plains and destroy the good seedlings of the Wulin in the Central Plains! Master Chengjing recited the Buddha''s name silently. He knew that his apprentice''s hand could not be saved, but Shaolin will not give up in the future!


    At the critical moment, a magnificent red light fell on AO Yuanjia''s back!


    Ao Yuanjia felt the heavy blood pressure behind him, and his mind was shocked. In a hurry, he could only loosen Xingchuan''s mouth and hold it out with an iron hand to accurately catch the red light!


    The red light fell into Ao Yuanjia''s hands and could no longer advance half an inch. When it shook, it roared low and scattered, revealing a wide knife in it!


    The master of Dao is Qiu Haoyu who has been standing nearest to the challenge arena!


    When he hesitated to go up to compete with the disciples of Tianlong mountain sect, he stood close. At this time, he saw that Ao Yuanjia was malicious. As a talent of the blood knife sect, no matter what rules or not, he jumped up and hit with all his strength! This is also the difference between decent people and evil people. While emphasizing false reputation, we also emphasize temperament!


    But he didn''t expect that Ao Yuanjia could catch it with his bare hands in a hurry!


    "Admit defeat! Little monk admit defeat!" Xingchuan''s mouth was liberated and hurried.


    He has a pure and good disposition and respects his school. Master Chengjing asked him to admit defeat. Anyway, he must admit defeat and follow the teacher''s orders!


    Ao Yuanjia was so angry that he came out. He didn''t expect to meet such amazing Central Plains disciples today. He temporarily wanted to kill them. Even if he couldn''t kill them, he would destroy them. Now the last little monk also admitted defeat. He had no excuse to fight them openly. He was suddenly angry!


    His anger had to go out on the nosy Qiu Haoyu. He raised his right hand and slapped the wide knife, shaking the power of the Dragon elephant to Qiu Haoyu.


    Qiu Haoyu felt that the strength in his hand was bad. He quickly retreated. However, his strength came faster. The whole man was taken into the air by the knife.


    Suddenly, the flying figure danced wildly in front of the broadsword, leaving countless dark red knife Qi in the air, like layers of neon under the light of Xianshan, mysterious and illusory.


    Of course, people who know the goods know that it is the unique mental skill of the blood Sabre sect. With the bright red Sabre Qi cut by the blood Sabre technique, they can''t cut it out without some level. The sabre Qi and blood is red, heroic and overbearing. Qiu Haoyu''s skill is enough to prove that he is an expert swordsman who can wield his sword. His future is unlimited.


    He cut many knives into the air in a hurry in order to resist the great power of Ao Yuanjia''s knife shock. After several disciples of Tianlong mountain sect were struck by AO Yuanjia with their swords, they all broke their mouths and left. Qiu Haoyu had an idea. He used this method to hold on. The knife was in his hand and his hand was not hurt.


    When the broadsword came to an end, he slowly fell back with the help of Yu Wei, showing a forthright momentum.


    But no one applauded him for his success, including himself... Because when he fell, he had seen Ao Yuanjia rush up and tell him to make a sound of friction between his body and the air!


    "Die!"


    The Dragon elephant Prajna palm emits golden light and bears a golden color print on the palm. It dazzles and illusions an awesome meaning. The strength of its skill is absolutely amazing.


    Finally, the Iron Palm knocked off the broadsword blocked by Qiu Haoyu and blew it on his chest! Qiu Haoyu stepped back with all his strength as soon as his feet touched the ground. This palm failed to blow firmly!


    Ao Yuanjia couldn''t let him just run away and catch up with him. The body method was even better. Qiu Haoyu pressed his iron hand on Qiu Haoyu''s chest, but he couldn''t get rid of him. Instead, he took him to walk!


    Boom!


    Finally, Qiu Haoyu stopped. He was taken to a corner of the challenge arena by AO Yuanjia and hit his back on a thick log.


    Click


    The strong log behind Qiu Haoyu couldn''t withstand Ao Yuanjia''s impact, so he broke his waist! It tilted back, and the fire iron basin on it fell out of the challenge arena. The fire inside should be able to ignite a spark when it fell to the ground, but then a strong wind blew the iron basin several feet away, and all the flames were extinguished.


    The strong wind was brought out by AO Yuanjia after he took the palm with all his strength! His speed was one step faster than the strong wind, which led to the wind behind!


    "The martial arts of the Central Plains, but so! Who else is not afraid of death, just come up!"


    Ao Yuanjia stood proudly, and on his right palm hung Qiu Haoyu, who was spitting blood on the backward leaning log. He was walking leaflets nearby, dragging unconscious Han Ning to the distance. He turned around and looked down at the world like a loud bell! At that moment, the momentum of one man in charge of the pass and ten thousand people can''t open unexpectedly drank the people under the stage!


    Although he beat Hanning and Xingchuan with some means, there is no doubt that his strength is one notch higher than them! Even those famous Jianghu xias present have self-knowledge. No one dares to claim to have won Ao Yuanjia, who is a formidable enemy!


    A duel that was originally just for the appearance of new disciples made Ao Yuanjia look invincible, as if he was slapping the face of the Wulin in the Central Plains! People pointed out that the Central Plains Kung Fu is nothing more than this, but no one can compete with it at this time!


    Not to mention the upper disciples, even the leaders and elders of all sects can''t take this Ao Yuanjia one-on-one! You said to form a team to fight in groups. Wouldn''t that make the martial arts of the Central Plains look shameless! I''m just a newcomer. They have to form a team to become famous experts! Even if you win, it will only add a name to the King Kong sect!


    "Fuck your whole family! Whoever cares whether you are a son-in-law or a noble son or a Mongolian tartar, kill my disciple and I will kill your whole family!"


    A hoarse and low roar awakened the people immersed in the shock, but saw that the short, thick and round blood demon old pan suddenly jumped onto the challenge arena.


    The blood Sabre sect always acts in a straight way. No matter what strength gap or rules, Li De, if you dare to touch me, I will return it ten times and never die!


    The domineering action of the blood devil Lao pan slightly aroused the momentum of the silent chivalry at the scene, but it was immediately extinguished.


    The blood devil old pan nine ring broadsword made a simple straight cut, and the blood red Sabre gas was more pure and thicker than Qiu Haoyu''s Sabre gas! However, Ao yuanjiahe took Qiu Haoyu''s sword and caught the blood light with one hand! The manic blood gas boiled in his iron hand for a few times and dissipated, leaving only a steel knife and the roar of how hard the blood demon old pan couldn''t move.


    "Looking for death..." Ao Yuanjia raised his other hand and waited for a palm.


    "Blood demon Lao pan, presumptuous... What''s your turn here?"


    At that moment, Ao Yuanjia only felt as if someone had gently said a word in his ear. In surprise, he felt a light in his hand and found that the blood demon old pan in front of him suddenly disappeared.