No one called for preparation, start.

Bu Feng took the lead in doing it.

The Nine-ring Big Sword was shocked, and the iron ring collision sound caused by "dingding" slashing towards Zhao Changhui's head with a knife. The sword was so striking that it was breathtaking!

He did not hold back because of the gang rules brought out by Liu Qiankun!

Of course, if Zhao Changhui can't even take on such an attack, he should die!

Zhao Changhui stabbed his horse and his head was tilted, and he took Bu Feng's sword without any fancy!

The two swords were connected, and the harsh sound of gold and iron sounded, and the bodies of the two were shocked suddenly.

Zhao Changhui pushed the knife upwards, swung the nine-ring big sword, secretly kicked Kuixing and kicked Bu Feng in the chest!

Kuixing kicked the fight, with the force on his toes. With Zhao Changhui's strength, if he hit, he would immediately kick Sabufeng's chest and shatter his heart!

It's also a killer move when you take action.

Bu Feng retreated, and the nine-ring sword in his hand sank down, protecting his chest tightly like a shield.

"clang!"

Zhao Changhui kicked the Jiuhuan Big Sword and flew back with the force.

Bu Feng was also kicked by Zhao Changhui two steps back.

But the two of them had just gained a foothold and jumped up again, pounced at each other with a fierce knife!

Like two crazy bulls!

Needle-to-head!

No one allows anyone!

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

The two fought together, wielding their long swords as if they were hitting an iron hammer, and their eyes were dazzling and their voices were sharp.

There are countless heart-opening fists interspersed in the middle, pulling the vaginal legs...

There is no such elegant way of going high in the movie!

There are no magical techniques and moves in martial arts novels!

It's just a straight-forward slash, plus countless tricks that are not open at all but are soaring in murderous intent!

It's very similar to unlimited cage fighting!

In a small space, murderous intent is revealed!

Zhang Chu from the audience watched the two fight with concentration.

Bu Feng is no weaker than he imagined.

Zhao Changhui is stronger than he expected!

But he still felt that Zhao Changhui's method of spelling was very unwise.

Although the two are currently fighting in a similar manner, perhaps bystanders are clear, Zhang Chu felt that Bu Feng's momentum is a little stronger than Zhao Changhui.

With his two of them, which are fancy and consuming, any advantage in the early stage will gradually be magnified until it becomes an unstoppable advantage and completely defeat the opponent.

If he were Zhao Changhui, even though he knew that his ability was not as good as others, he would definitely not have chosen such a reckless way of playing.

He would choose to fight with Bu Feng and consume Bu Feng's physical strength and blood. Even if he was at a disadvantage in the early stage, at least he would have the opportunity to reverse the situation and turn defeat into victory in the later stage.

Such a simple situation of enemy and us can even see that he, a novice who has been practicing martial arts for four or five months, can't believe that Zhao Changhui, a veteran who has been practicing martial arts for many years, would not understand!

But Zhao Changhui still chose such a reckless style of playing, which means... he either wants to die or has a killer move to turn defeat into victory!

"What kind of killer is this guy hiding?"

Zhang Chu racked his brains to think about it secretly, and he became more and more interested in it.

...

"Hahaha... I'm just a fucking fight, so it's so unpleasant. Bu Feng, dare to abandon the knife and fight with my fists and feet!"

The two of them fought back and forth twenty or thirty moves. Zhao Changhui suddenly tried his best to cut back with one sword, raised his hand and threw the Yan Ling sword under the stage, laughing loudly.

Zhang Chu, who was in the audience, raised his eyebrows when he saw this and said with great apology!

Zhao Changhui was clearly aware of Bu Feng's arrogant and arrogant personality, and used his aggressive method to force him to abandon the knife!

He must have learned some great fist skills from Liang Wufeng!

"Madman, don't be fooled!"

Zhang Chu can see such a simple method of provoking, and of course others can see it.

As soon as Zhao Changhui finished speaking, Chen Dao and Han Qinhu below shouted at the same time.

However, Bu Feng didn't even look at Chen Dao and Han Qinhu. He smiled "Haha", pointed at Zhao Changhui and roared: "A man, I know that you have learned a boxing technique recently and are waiting to plot against me, but I don't

Fear! If you can't beat me to death today, I will beat you to death!"

He was crazy and threw away the Jiuhuan sword, then pulled off his clothes, his whole body was bulging, and he walked towards Zhao Changhui with bare shirt, as fierce as an evil tiger!

What is a conspiracy?

This is a conspiracy!

When Zhao Changhui saw Bu Feng coming to fight with naked clothes, he took off his strong suit without fear and also greeted him with bare shirt.

"Bang!"

The two collided, and the four arms flew up and down like iron hammers, making sweat splash, muscles splash, and male hormones explode!

With Zhang Chu's eyes, he could see that Bu Feng's fist path was loose and he seemed to have not studied boxing techniques carefully, but he could vaguely see the shadow of Black Tiger Fist, which is worthy of being from Zhenbei Army.

However, Zhao Changhui's boxing technique was rigorous and powerful, but it was a boxing technique he had never seen before.

He turned his head and asked Tieying: "Master Tie Hall, do you recognize what kind of boxing master Zhao is using?"

Tieying nodded: "Cangyuan Fist is also a powerful boxing technique."

Zhang Chu also practiced boxing himself, and it can be seen that Zhao Changhui's boxing skills are not as good as those who have just learned from Liang Wufeng recently. He couldn't help but wonder: "Cangyuan Fist can beat Black Tiger."

fist."

Tieying hesitated for a moment and shook his head slightly: "Black Tiger Fist, with refined moves, powerful and powerful. It is a first-class foundation-building boxing technique, and the Cang Yuan Fist is not as good as!"

Zhang Chu knew it well.

The strength of boxing is not absolute, the key is to rely on the person who uses boxing.

A ten-year-old child may not be able to surpass the crop style of an eight-foot-foot-strong man even if he learns the strongest boxing technique in the world!

But Zhao Changhui's strength is already weaker than Bu Feng. At most, he can compete with Bu Feng in a boxing style, and it is difficult to win!

This is not Zhao Changhui's killer move!

At the stall where he talked to Tieying, the situation on the stage changed again.

However, Bu Feng was seized by Zhao Changhui and hit him with one move, Bu Feng staggered, and the fists under his hands were suddenly chaotic, revealing his flaws.

This is a very small flaw. As long as he gives Bu Feng a blink of an eye, he can stabilize his position and regroup!

But Zhao Changhui is waiting for this flaw!

Zhao Changhui had already jumped up, and his two strong legs kicked towards Bu Feng quickly like a windmill.

Zhao Changhui's outbreak was fierce and urgent. Bu Feng had no chance to stabilize his body. He could only raise his arms to protect the middle door tightly, trying to resist Zhao Changhui's leg skills!

However, he was completely ruined by the way!

Zhao Changhui's leg skills are not complicated, but they are better than the word "fast" and the word "secret"!

As fast as thunder, as dense as water, it is hard to defend against!

As long as the opponent falls under his leg skills, he must take a defensive position if he wants to stabilize his position!

But once you really take the defensive stance, you will be completely suppressed by the increasingly fierce leg techniques along the way, and you will be forced to reveal more and more flaws until you are completely defeated!

Only a "bang bang" sound was heard like firecrackers. Bu Feng was kicked backwards by Zhao Changhui, and his chest and armpits were all footprints.

Soon, a trace of bright red blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, without any power to fight back!

"What a surprise Zhao Changhui!"

Zhang Chu couldn't help but swear!

After the words came to my mind, it seemed to remind the melon-eating crowd below the ring.

"Okay, Lord Zhao is mighty!"

"Master Zhao has risen!"

"Bow him to death!"

"Madman, keep it steady!"

"Master Feng, fight back!"

For a moment, the shouts shook the sky!

Everyone thought that Zhang Chu was applauding Zhao Changhui's leg skills.

yes!

Not really!

It’s right that Zhang Chu is applauding Zhao Changhui.

But his applause was not Zhao Changhui's leg skills.

It’s the game that Zhao Changhui set up today.

Bu Feng’s defeat today is not a crime of war!
Chapter completed!